Feng Tao was lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth, the blood in his nostrils flowing straight out, and his blurred eyes became clear after a while.

He struggled all over his body, struggled for a long time, and didn't get up from the ground, Feng Tao tilted his head towards Jia Qing, and said with difficulty: "This time, let's ...... No more catastrophe. ”

Jia Qing had already given up trying to get up, as soon as he moved his body, the muscles of his body, even the bones were in unbearable pain, he replied with a wry smile: "We 100,000 monks, just afraid ...... and all shall be buried in ...... Here it is. ”

"Hah...... Ha. Feng Tao saw the 100,000 monks of Yunjun lying on the ground, and gloated: "See, Wang Baoyu and his ...... followers, as well as ...... The 100,000 monks of Yun County...... The same is to be accompanied by the funeral. ”

Schrödinger didn't listen to Feng Tao's nagging, he tilted his head to the mouth of the valley, looked at the wolf king like a hill in mid-air, and muttered: "The wolf king has mutated, and its strength is only afraid to surpass that of the Jindan Great Demon." ”

When Feng Tao and Jia Qing heard this, the two turned their heads and looked at the valley.

I saw that the body of the wolf king occupied the entire valley mouth, and the wolf's head was facing the blood moon in the sky, and he howled non-stop.

Every time he screamed, Feng Tao and Jia Qing's blood boiled, and the muscles in his body kept shaking.

Suddenly, Feng Tao saw the three clones of Murong Linzhi dozens of meters away, and screamed, "Why...... They were still standing. ”

"Who?" Jia Qing asked with a gasp.

"The ...... of Yunjun Murong Linzhi. ”

"Feng Tao, you joke...... It's not funny at all, we gathered nuclear monks, and we didn't roar at the wolf king...... A hint of resistance, he ...... How can a Qi cultivator ...... Stand. ”

"If you don't believe it, you turn your heads...... Take a look at it, and you'll ...... Know. ”

Jia Qing and Schrödinger followed Feng Tao's gaze and looked at Murong Linzhi.

When Jia Qing saw Murong Lin Zhi standing, he immediately shut up and was speechless.

Schrödinger let out a long sigh and said, "This time, I'm blind, Yunjun...... Murong Linzhi's cultivation is more than presenting in ...... In the eyes of the people, let it ...... Much higher. ”

Outside the entire valley, among the more than 200,000 monks of the human race, only Murong Lin Zhi was still standing, divided into forty-one, divided into forty-three people.

Murong Linzhi's gaze swept over the 200,000 monks, and then with a killing aura in his eyes, he glared at the mutated wolf king in the sky.

The wolf king felt the oncoming killing aura, it stopped howling at the moon, turned its head, and looked at Murong Lin Zhi.

"Livestock, don't think you can mutate, so will Lao Tzu. Murong Lin Zhi roared at the Howling Moon Wolf King, and then ascended to a higher level, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Lin Zhi was dozens of zhang tall.

Forty-one, forty-three roared: "Change"

The height of the two of them has also become a giant of dozens of zhang, and the three of them have finished in a zigzag, facing the Howling Moon Wolf King who is dozens of zhang high at the mouth of the valley.

"Wrong, very wrong. Schrödinger screamed, "They are not Qi refining cultivators, but ...... Jin Dan real people. ”

When Feng Tao and Jia Qing heard this, their faces changed greatly, and their originally flushed faces suddenly turned pale after illness.

Murong Linzhi heard Schrödinger's scream, ignored it, and didn't even look back, looking at Schrödinger and the three of them.

Although the demon wolf lord stopped howling at the moon, he faced Murong Lin Zhi and opened his bloody mouth, revealing long, sharp fangs.

Suddenly, the wolf king raised his neck, let out a long "woo", and spit out a red fireball from his mouth.

The fireball glowed, emitting heat, and headed straight for Murong Linzhi.

Murong Linzhi's body only needed to jump slightly, and he could dodge the fireball that rushed in his face.

However, if that happens, the tens of thousands of monks hiding behind him will be hit by the fireball.

Murong Lin Zhi didn't dodge, his hands waved in the air, forty-one, forty-three as well.

The Three-Talent Formation Technique had been activated, and the Flawless Sword Technique was running at high speed within the three sub-bodies.

Three sword lights rose into the sky, and as soon as the sword light reached the air, the three merged into one.

The converging sword light "swished", with a cold chill and a monstrous killing aura, facing the scorching fireball.

"Boom"

There was a thunderous explosion in the sky, and after the sound, the cold and hot breath disappeared at the same time.

"If you dare to hurt your followers, you have to bear the wrath of your son. ”

Murong Lin Zhi yelled at the Wolf King, and as soon as the words fell, there was a cold sword light in the sky, whistling, shooting towards the Wolf King.

With a sound of "dang", the bulky wolf king was hit, and the wolf king's body shook, although there was no blood flowing out, but the hundred-zhang tall wolf king was an inch shorter.

"Hah...... Ha" Murong Lin laughed, and walked towards the valley with forty-one and forty-three steps.

The three of them moved as they walked, and one after another sword light flew towards the wolf king like rain, densely packed.

The wolf king's body at the mouth of the valley seemed to be imprisoned, and it couldn't dodge, so it could only "woo, woo." There was a whistling sound.

Although the howling sound could make the hearts of the more than 200,000 monks lying on the ground tremble and their blood boiling, it did not have much impact on Murong Lin and the three Jindan monks.

If Murong Lin Zhi hadn't broken through to the Jindan Realm, he was afraid that at this moment, he would be killed by the howling sound of the Howling Moon Wolf King, which would cause the boiling blood to flow backwards.

The wolf king's "whoop" roar, colliding with the sword light, made a loud "boom", and then sparks flew everywhere.

The dense sword light flew towards the wolf king, and the body of the wolf king who was hit made a series of "dang, dang" sounds.

The wolf king's body became smaller step by step, and his hundred-zhang tall body became only ninety zhang, and soon shrunk to eighty zhang, seventy, and gradually shrunk.

The body of the wolf king is tens of thousands of fourth-level demon wolves, and under the irradiation of the blood moon, the body is broken and transformed.

The body of the wolf king, which was hundreds of zhang, was too bloated, and under the impact of Murong Linzhi's sword light, it was actually condensing.

When the wolf king was only thirty zhang in size, it seemed to have broken free from the confinement in the valley, and after letting out a long roar, it opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Murong Lin.

A fishy wind emanated from the body of the Howling Moon Wolf King, and it not only pounced on Murong Linzhi's three clones, but also diffused to every corner of the valley where the blood moon was reflected.

Outside the valley, all the foot-long blood grass on the ten-mile land suddenly rose from the ground at this moment and flew into the air.

As soon as the blood grass reached the air, it spun a few times, and then turned into a sharp needle with a foot length, overwhelming the sky and attacking Murong Linzhi.

Murong Lin Zhi was facing the attack of the Wolf King head-on, and the surrounding area was a sneak attack by hundreds of millions of foot-long needles.

Nearly 100,000 monks such as Jia Qing, Feng Tao, and Schrödinger from Fengjun closed their eyes helplessly when they saw this situation.

And the 100,000 monks lying on the ground in Yunjun tried their best to get up and block the sharp needle for Murong Lin. 102

However, despite their best efforts, their bodies only squirmed twice, and none of them managed to stand.

The 100,000 Yunjun cultivators' eyes were red, and they could only watch as the hundreds of millions of long needles under the blood moon emitted a sound of gold and iron, roaring towards Murong Lin Zhi's three major clones.