I don't know when, with Yangling as the center, a layer of green mist fell within a radius of one kilometer. The closer you get to Yangling, the thicker the green fog becomes.

Soon, some beasts accidentally discovered that the wound would magically stop bleeding as soon as it came into contact with the green mist, so they instinctively rushed towards the fog. Slowly, more and more beasts and demonic beasts rushed over, devouring the rare green mist one after another.

At the beginning, in order to swallow the green mist in a hurry, the beasts were still fine. Natural predators such as pythons and forest rats, clouded leopards and two-headed deer are all well watered and do not interfere with river water. But with the arrival of a pack of wind wolves, the scene begins to become chaotic.

Like the Evil Eye and Horned Bee Beasts, the Wind Wolf is also a social demonic beast, often numbering in the hundreds. Although they are all low-level magical beasts, the attack and defense capabilities of a single body are much stronger than those of the evil eye, not only are they fast, but they are also born with wind blade magic.

Seeing that the way was blocked by many wild beasts, the head wolf howled, and led more than 500 wind wolves to slowly swim around, jogging and barking non-stop. Experienced beasts know that this is a prelude to an impending attack by wolves, and a threat that wolves are accustomed to.

After a moment of hesitation, seeing that the wolves were getting closer and closer, some lone beasts such as two-headed deer and antelope had no choice but to leave. Although green mist is good for the body, it is the life that is the most important. Only some powerful demonic beasts or beasts that also live in groups, and they are too numerous to leave.

Oh

Seeing that there were still many wild beasts blocking his way, the head wolf finally got impatient. With a long howl, he led more than 500 wind wolves to rush towards a group of porcupines, picking up soft persimmons and pinching them.

Although the porcupine is not a magical beast, it has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and when it is at the end of its rope, it can even shoot out the long hair that is as hard as iron like an arrow, and the number is huge, and the strength is also extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that only the porcupines were the weakest of the beasts present, the head wolf would not be willing to go toe-to-toe with them.

Sure enough, seeing the wolves pounce fiercely, the porcupines were not to be outdone. Quickly lined up in a tight circular defensive formation, and with a long howl from the leader, he shot out the long hair on his body directly.

Boom, boom, boom

After a piercing sound of breaking the air, a dense rain of arrows turned dozens of wind wolves into hedgehogs. But as the distance closes, it's the turn of the wind wolves. A large mouth full of fangs spewed out sharp wind blades, killing the porcupines to the ground.

Seeing that a long-distance attack was not an opponent, the leader of the porcupine, the size of a calf, roared and led dozens of strong porcupines to rush out, hoping to disrupt the formation of the wolf pack, but the result was in vain. Before they could get closer, they were sliced all over their bodies by the endless wind blades. Immediately afterwards, the head wolf led a group of fierce wind wolves to rush up, and in the blink of an eye, he tore the porcupines that pounced on him to pieces.

Seeing that they were no opponents, the porcupines had no choice but to flee, and the wind wolves did not chase after them as they usually hunted. In order to occupy a place where the green fog was thicker, he began to attack a group of golden-threaded pythons not far from Yang Ling.

The golden thread python has a waist as thick as a bucket, the longest is almost twenty meters, and its body is black and white, with a golden markings on its back. Not only is it infinitely powerful, but it is also highly poisonous, and after being poisoned, the prey is often black in the blink of an eye and cannot breathe.

Under the desperate counterattack of almost three hundred golden-threaded pythons, although the number was almost half, the wind wolf could not take advantage of it for a while. can avoid the opponent's fangs, but is often slapped out by the opponent's powerful snake tail, and the two sides are evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish. At the same time, the rest of the demonic beasts also began to fish in troubled waters, trying to squeeze forward by all means.

Unlike usual, under the shroud of green mist, as long as it is not fatal with a single blow, the wound will slowly stop bleeding automatically, and even recover soon. So some powerful monsters have no fear, and they have launched attacks on the guys who are in the way. Slowly, the scene became more and more chaotic.

Under the earth-shattering sound of the demonic beasts, Yang Ling slowly came back to his senses. When I opened my eyes, I saw a river of blood flowing around me, and countless demonic beasts were fighting for me like mad dogs, and I couldn't help but be startled, and I almost fell off the treetops.

Warcraft big PK?

Looking at the dense demonic beasts outside the Lost Trace Array, looking at the crazy killing, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel numb. After watching coldly for a long time, I saw many weak demonic beasts hiding in the distance and devouring the green mist, which probably understood the reason why many demonic beasts were killing.

Just when Yang Ling was sitting and watching the show, and all the demonic beasts were in chaos, suddenly, a black cloud flew from the sky, the speed was very fast, and it was over the green mist in the blink of an eye. Yang Ling looked at it intently, and it turned out that the black clouds turned out to be a group of black thunderbirds.

According to the unicorn's memory, although the Thunderbird is only a sixth-order demonic beast, it has a strong attack power, can emit powerful purple lightning, and a large group of them appears. Not to mention a high-level great swordsman who is about the same level as a sixth-order demonic beast, he is a sword saint, and he has to take a detour when he encounters a large group of thunderbirds.

After circling around the thick green mist, the Thunderbird pounced on the wind wolf and the golden-threaded python on the ground like lightning, making Yang Ling breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that his whereabouts had not been exposed for the time being.

After a roar, many thunderbirds emitted lightning as thick as bowls, electrifying many wind wolves or golden-threaded pythons to pitch black. Then he dived down like a bomber, and with a grasp of the half-foot-long claws, he pulled out the internal organs of his prey.

Some ptarmigans are so crazy that they even take their desperately struggling prey into the air, and tear the prey in half with a single force of their claws. The entrails and blood were sprinkled all over the ground like rain, and it was bloody.

Not only did the Thunderbird attack the Wind Wolf and the Goldenrod Python, but even the Bantam and Komodo Clouded Leopard who were hiding on the sidelines. It seems that he is ready to monopolize this rare green mist. After understanding Thunderbird's intentions, the rest of the demonic beasts were not to be outdone, and they joined forces to fight back. All of a sudden, the two sides killed and roared. Fortunately, due to the effect of the Trace Array, the demonic beasts had not found any trace of Yang Ling for a while.

In the melee, no one noticed that as Yang Ling finished his work, the green mist began to fade slowly. Thunderbird and many demonic beasts killed the beasts, their eyes were red, and they never stopped, and they all seemed to have forgotten the original intention of devouring the green mist.

The Thunderbird attacks sharply, while the Warcraft coalition is superior in numbers. Under the madness, the two sides are evenly matched, and the killing is inseparable!

Although the Thunderbird is strong, it can't take advantage of the wind wolf's wind blade, the venom of the golden-threaded python, and the bursting fireball of the Lagos clouded leopard. On the contrary, some little guys who lacked strength and were clever secretly hid in the periphery and devoured a lot of green mist, seeing that the green mist was getting lighter and fainter, they began to leave quietly.

Lose both?

Looking at the many thunderbirds and demonic beasts that were seriously injured, Yang Ling's heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the unicorn that he had been domesticated by luck under the serious injury.

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