Sure enough, just when this worry had just been born in Wuchen's heart, a loud scream suddenly came to Wuchen's ears.

Distinguishing that this voice belonged to Fang Rou, Wuchen's face suddenly became very gloomy, and he suddenly turned around and quickly swept away in the direction where the voice sounded.

Damn it!

Wuchen gritted his teeth and cursed, his fists clenched tightly, and Lei Yuan compressed and blasted under the soles of his feet, and the momentum brought by it made Wuchen's every step he took was a distance of dozens of meters forward.

A low blasting sound continued to sound in the dense forest, and the dustless figure also became like a meteor at this speed, shuttling through the trees, and the fallen leaves behind him rolled wildly, making a grinning sound.

Rushing forward for a distance of ten miles in one breath, Wuchen came to the approximate area where the screams sounded.

Although he hadn't seen what was going on, the fierce and bloodthirsty wolf aura in the surrounding air made Wuchen's previous guess come true.

And in the subtle perception, there is definitely more than one blue wolf detected by Wuchen, and the number is at least more than five.

And when such a group goes out, it must be led by the wolf king himself.

Thinking of this, Wuchen did not realize that there was a deeper in his heart, and he hurriedly looked around.

Ordinary blue wolves all have the level of human fusion second-order cultivation, and the wolf king must be even better. Discerning from the several blue wolf auras around him, Wuchen finally speculated that the strength of the wolf king should be at the level of the fifth-order fusion of the human race.

In Wuchen's cognition, Fang Rou was able to reach the level of a second-grade alchemist at best, and when converted into actual attack power, he was just able to reach the initial level of fusion, even if he had a poison technique, Wuchen was still full of worries about Fang Rou's situation.

Anxious in his heart, Wuchen simply has no scruples, the top priority, finding Fang Rou is the most important thing.

The strong soul consciousness gushed out and spread in all directions, like a river overflowing out of control.

In just an instant, Wuchen felt as if his soul sea had been hollowed out, and his head was dizzy.

Suddenly, a vigilant wolf howl sounded, and Wuchen quickly judged the direction, gathered his soul consciousness and rushed to it with all his might.

During the walk, the atmosphere of the surrounding wolf clan became stronger and stronger, and Wuchen completely ignored whether there was an ambush or not, and went deeper.

The trees in front of him gradually became sparse, and the line of sight gradually widened, and a familiar figure suddenly met Wuchen's eyes, and it was undoubtedly Fang Rou.

Fang Rou's opposite five blue wolves were covered in hair, their front feet were low, and their hind feet were arched, as if they were ready to attack, and the constant low roar also made the atmosphere in this area extremely tense.

Just a slight glance at Wuchen found that among the five blue wolves opposite, there was indeed a blue wolf that was very different, much taller, and the golden hair on his body was even more eye-catching.

And just when Wuchen noticed the wolves on the opposite side, the other party also noticed Wuchen's breath, although he didn't really see himself, but Wuchen found that the wolf king led by him suddenly turned his head and glared at his side through the dense forest.

Sou!

Without thinking, Wuchen rushed out of the dense forest in an instant, accompanied by the howl of the wolves and Fang Rou's exclamation, and instantly came to the latter's side.

"Are you alright?"

Wuchen hurriedly asked, looking the latter up and down, and what made Wuchen a little relieved was that Fang Rou's body did not show any scars except for some dirt.

With his eyes lowered, Wuchen found the white powder on Fang Rou's palm, sniffed it slightly, and the choking taste rushed straight to the tip of his nose.

"Hold your breath, it's poisonous!"

Seeing Wuchen suddenly appear, Fang Rou was shocked and suddenly exclaimed, and then hurriedly rummaged up and down on his body, took out a pink pill, and said with a worried expression: "This is the detoxification pill, take it quickly, otherwise you will be knocked down." ”

Hearing this, Wuchen smiled and said, "Have you forgotten my profession?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Rou to respond, she turned around and faced the wolves.

At this moment, Wuchen suddenly noticed a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the woods beside him, and it didn't take long for the disheveled Yang Xi to run out quickly from the side behind him.

His eyes swept left and right and found Wuchen and Fang Rou, and immediately walked quickly.

As expected, Yang Xi also heard the movement here and found here.

However, after coming here, Yang Xi's face instantly became very ugly, and he looked at the wolves on the opposite side in horror: "How could you provoke these beasts?"

Hearing this, Fang Rou shook her head blankly.

Of course, Wuchen wouldn't say that he killed a blue wolf to attract these guys, but he just smiled awkwardly, and then said no more, looking at the wolves in front of him with a solemn face.

The wolf howls were frequent, and the sudden appearance of Wuchen and Yang Xi also made these beasts very irritable.

Especially the dustless that appeared first, the aura from the same kind that had not dissipated on his body made the pupils of these demon wolves blood red.

"The wolf king will hand it over to me, and the remaining four will be handed over to you, is there a problem?"

Wuchen took a deep breath and opened his mouth solemnly.

Although Wuchen chose the most powerful wolf king, the remaining four blue wolves were still very stressful for Fang Rou and the others.

The comprehension of the two is not as good as Wuchen, even if they get the spirit-level Yuan Decision, it is difficult to understand for a while, and they can only play a little Ling-level Yuan Decision.

However, at this moment, the two of them are not allowed to think too much, and besides, Wuchen has already taken the biggest trouble on his body, and if the two of them shirk it again, it will really be a little too much to say.

Glancing at each other, the two nodded in unison: "Okay!"

As soon as the words started, Wuchen's figure burst out in an instant, seeing this, Fang Rou and Yang Xi suddenly admired Wuchen's bravery and decisiveness, and then they didn't dare to delay, and quickly rushed forward.

Seeing the three human guys rushing towards this side, the natural bloodthirsty and warlike nature of the wolves was instantly stimulated, and they howled one by one to come back.

There were a few bangs, and the two sides had already exchanged places.

Wuchen's palms trembled, and his entire arm was in sharp pain.

Although he had already cast the Qing Spirit Transformation to forcibly improve his cultivation before he made the move, since he had just used it once not long ago, the effect this time was obviously not as good as before.

But even so, it still surprised Fang Rou and Yang Xier.

The two of them, who took a few steps back before stopping their figures, couldn't help but admire even more when they saw that Wuchen and the Wolf King did not have a disadvantage in the first fight.

However, what shocked the two even more was still to come.

Knowing that at this time, even if he used the Three Mysterious Transformations of Qingling, he was still not the opponent of the Wolf King, so he simply had no reservations.

Wuchen tried to operate in his body for the first time, and a powerful suction vortex instantly formed in the Yuan Sea in his body, and then instantly burst out with a powerful suction force, gathering all the heaven and earth yuan forces in a radius of hundreds of meters around.

And the dust-free breath is also rising because of this, and with the three mystical changes of the Qingling, it has reached the height of the third order of fusion in an instant!

The strong breath couldn't suppress the escape, and a gust of wind rolled up, and Wuchen suddenly copied an old slag-dropping guqin from the black lock, grabbed it with both hands, raised it above his head, and rushed out with his feet