Chapter 280: Wolf Roar

A pair of fiery wings spread out in the night sky, flying into the distance, like a moving star, illuminating the surrounding vision, which is particularly eye-catching.

Nanke stood on the edge of the cliff, silently watching this scene, his little face was unusually pale. The injuries left by Wan Daoyu on her body have been forcibly suppressed by her, but she can't suppress the anger and unwillingness in her heart.

A clear but unusually violent howl burst out from her lips and spread into the distance, as if calling for something. The old man who played the piano changed his expression suddenly when he heard the sound, and stretched out his hand to stop it, but he couldn't get up because of his injury, so he could only watch the next moment, Nanke jumped off the cliff!

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The chick wind resounded throughout the Zhou Garden. In the three gardens on the edge of the Zhou Garden, there were many human cultivators gathered here, and the vision of heaven and earth generated by the bloody battle on the top of Duyu Peak before attracted the attention of many people, and naturally, they did not miss the phoenix roar.

In the more secluded mountains, there are still some human powerhouses in the upper realm of the secret exploration and treasure hunting, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong spent two days and two nights failed to find it, and the fireworks warning of the Thirteen Divisions of Qingzhen also failed to make these people show their whereabouts, among them, there is a three-hundred-year-old southern scattered cultivator, at this time, on the bank of an ancient acacia, according to a description in the notes of the predecessors, trying to find a powerful magic weapon left by the Southern Wu Clan in the Zhou Garden, suddenly heard this phoenix roar, and turned his head in astonishment, the old face was illuminated by the pair of fire wings in the night sky, and some cloudy eyes showed a look of shock, and then turned to endless greed。

Folding his sleeves and carrying Qijian on his back to walk in the grassland, his eyes can no longer see, but his hearing is still keen, when the phoenix chirp sounded, he stopped, Qijian opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the night sky in the west, and said with some confusion: "Is it Senior Sister Xu? She also entered Zhou Yuan?"

"It should be her. Folded his sleeves listened to the echo of the phoenix chirping over the grassland, and confirmed.

These things that happened after the opening of Zhou Yuan this year are all the conspiracy of the demon clan, and among the targets that the demon clan plans to kill, there must be Xu Yourong's name, Qi Nian said weakly: "I don't know who the demon clan sent to deal with her, but ...... It should be fine. ”

Xu Yourong and Akiyama-kun are not ordinary young geniuses, their talent bloodline has an overwhelming advantage, in a small world with an upper limit like Zhou Yuan, it stands to reason that the demon clan should have no way to take Xu Yourong, but thinking of the killing game by the lake and the sudden defection of the third senior brother, Qijian is still very worried.

Folding his sleeves and thinking about the two beauties by the lake with completely different temperaments, but like twins, the fingertips of the two beauties glowing with green glow, or the poison that kept stirring in the depths of his eyes, he knew that the two girls must be the wings of Nanke, and said: "Nanke is here." It must be her who is fighting against Xu Yourong, but I don't know who wins and who loses. ”

In the entire continent, whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is also a secluded realm, but only Nanke can threaten Xu Yourong.

Hearing Nanke's name, Shichima's face turned even paler, and he was silent for a while and said, "Where are we going next?"

The time has gone into night, but the sun in the prairie has not set, if the magical, vague ball of light suspended on the horizon is the sun. The powerful demon couple is guarding outside the grassland, they can't go out, they can only walk in the grassland, so, where should they go? It is said that the sun never sets on the grassland, and there is a terrible danger hidden in the grassland, as long as the people who come in can't get out, so where is the danger?

Folded his sleeves and said, "Take the water bottle." ”

Qijian took out the water bottle according to the words, couldn't believe his eyes, and said, "We've been in for three hours?"

The warm and blurred sun, hanging on the edge of the grassland, the dividing line between heaven and earth, kept turning, the light did not change at all, and the time felt really prone to problems, but the reason why Nanami was so surprised did not stop there. The folded sleeve was seriously injured, but the speed of movement has never slowed down, three hours, at least more than a hundred miles, however, the fire on the top of the twilight peak, they can see it so clearly, the sound of the phoenix also seems to be in the ear, at this time look back, the mountain ...... Still there.

After walking in the prairie for three hours, it was as if they had just entered.

Hearing Shichima's description, he folded his sleeves and bowed his head and was silent for a long time.

This legendary grassland finally began to show its weird and eerie side to the two teenagers.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the deep grass ahead, as if some wild beast was walking through it.

The next moment, all those voices disappeared, but that didn't mean a dangerous departure.

Nanama was a little uneasy, always feeling that there were a lot of invisible things in the grass peeping at him.

With his sleeves bowed and his face turned sideways, his face became more and more solemn and ugly as he listened to the sound coming from the weeds in front of him.

He has lived on the snow field since he was a child, and he makes a living by hunting demon beasts, so he can naturally hear it clearly, those sounds are the sound of demon beasts walking, low flying sounds, the sound of sharp fangs grinding, and even the sound of saliva dripping, and the most terrifying thing is that in just a short moment, he heard the voices of at least seven kinds of demon beasts, and those demon beasts are very rare and powerful demon beasts on the snow field.

He was a hunter on the snowy field, but in this grassland of Zhou Yuan, those demon beasts seemed to take him and the seven rooms on his body as prey, which made him feel strong discomfort and anger, and he knew very well that it would be very dangerous to stay like this.

He looked up and looked into the depths of the prairie.

His eyes couldn't see, his pupils couldn't focus, he looked very indifferent, and the strange green color had taken up the entire pupil, and it looked extremely terrifying.

Shichima leaned on his shoulder, looked at his side face, subconsciously felt a little cold and timid, and his body trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid. Folded sleeves said expressionlessly.

As soon as the words fell, a series of dense friction sounds sounded in his body, it was the sound of musculoskeletal grinding and even recombination, countless thick and hard wolf hairs grew from his cheeks, his knees bent back strangely again, his teeth gradually lengthened, turning into extremely sharp fangs, sticking out of his lips...... Demon Transformation!

With the change of the folded sleeve body, the breath also changed suddenly, and a cold-blooded and cold meaning permeated the weeds in front of the road.

In the quiet depths of the weeds, suddenly there was a sound of rustling again, followed by the sound of stomping on the ground, but there was also a haughty and provocative roar.

For the transformation of the wolf boy, these grassland demon beasts were extremely sensitive and reacted immediately.

After folding his sleeves and transforming, his eyes were crimson, and at this time, mixed with the poison of the peacock feather, he turned into that lemon-like yellow again.

He couldn't see anything, but he quietly looked straight ahead, as if he was staring into the eyes of those demon beasts.

A cold, powerful, and violent wolf roar burst out from his lips and spread rapidly across the grassland!

The cold wind blew the weeds, countless grass branches fell, and many demon beasts could be vaguely seen.

Those demon beasts heard the strength and desperate determination from this wolf roar, and with the sound of friction again, they finally scattered and left.

Shichima leaned on his shoulders with folded sleeves, and was indeed a little afraid of his current appearance, although he had already said in advance that he should not be afraid.

So, he hugged his sleeves tighter, his face closer, and he said to himself, so that he could not see, so that he would not be afraid.

I don't know if it's because of his movements, or the greedy eyes that the demon beasts looked back at when they left, the body with folded sleeves was a little stiff, and the voice of the voice was a little unnatural: "We...... You have to find a way to leave, otherwise those really powerful demon beasts, listening to the voice, will come over to inspect. ”

Shichima hummed, thinking to himself what you say.

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The roar of the wolf boy echoed in the grassland where the sun never sets, but it did not spread to the outside of the grassland, and the small world of Zhou Yuan originally had many strange and incomprehensible places, just like the phoenix roar that resounded through the world under the twilight peak before, and it did not really spread to every corner of Zhou Yuan, because some places seemed to be another world in this world.

At the end of the stream, there is a cold pool under the waterfall, and on the other side of the pool there is a lake, and the lakeside is another world.

The people in that world didn't hear Feng Ming, Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Changyu were no longer in the mountains and forests, and they didn't know where they went, and the surface was calm in the depths of the lake, still as if it was boiling, and countless fine bubbles sprayed out from the two light wings, and then disappeared at a very fast speed.

Chen Changsheng was wrapped in light wings by those two beautiful but terrifying women, of course he couldn't hear the phoenix chirping, and even if the phoenix sound reached his ears, it wouldn't make him have any reaction, because at this time, he was about to be turned into a bright but lifeless pearl by the pair of light wings, like a mosquito bound by a spider web, which could die at any time, and all his mind was spent on finding a way to live.

Where is the way to live? If there is really no road, then a road must be cut with the sword. The problem was that he didn't have the strength to hold his dagger now, let alone cut through the pair of light wings. The way to live is the ethereal but incomparably real sword intent in the lake? But if he wants to go with that sword intent, how can he do it?

Before being bound by the wings of light, he tried to ignite the lake outside the secluded mansion, but it didn't make any sense, just like his initial struggle and bouncing, which only seemed a little ridiculous. His throat was choked by the demon beauty, his body was restrained by the dignified woman, and the two wings of light brought endless terrifying pressure, suppressing his last true yuan and the slightest movement, he couldn't move a finger, he couldn't even blink, he could only feel the slight cold lake water on his eyes, that feeling was really bad. This pair of women, after merging, finally revealed how terrifying their power and realm were. His breath became weaker and weaker, his mind became more and more trance-like, looking at the two beautiful faces in the lake illuminated by the light wings, he felt so gloomy, and thought to himself, could this be the appearance of death?

At this moment, even the True Yuan Operation was suppressed by the power of the Light Wing, and the only thing he could mobilize was his divine sense. Before death really comes, Chen Changsheng will never surrender and give up, of course he has to try to use his divine sense to get out of trouble, the problem is that he has not cultivated to the high and wonderful realm of intent killing, no matter how strong his divine sense is, there is no way to use it in battle.

What could the Divine Sense be used for? Before he could figure it out, the Divine Consciousness had already fallen on the dagger.

Silently, several chests appeared in the world isolated by the wings of light.

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(The next chapter strives for half past eight.) οΌ‰