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The wild dog squinted slightly, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly flashed, and his huge wolf-like body turned into a gray and white lightning bolt, and swooped down on the old fox.

In an instant, it seemed to break through the void in front of him, and the whole body disappeared in place, and countless air currents flowed rapidly, hugging the vacuum area behind him, rolling with the fluttering grass clippings, and then calming down and slowly falling, forming a small grass pile on the ground.

Two green wolf paws were in front of them, and the spiritual power around them surged, and the strong wind generated by the rapid speed tightly clung the wild dog's upright and trembling hair to his body, including the fluff around his eyes.

His eyes narrowed even more, but the cold light in his eyes was stronger.

He doesn't want to spend it any longer, he wants to fight quickly, although he doesn't know much knowledge, but he still understands the meaning of long nights and dreams.

So he launched his momentum again and went straight to the old fox, although the miscellaneous hair had also reached the peak of Qiling, he didn't take it seriously, the gap was too big, and he couldn't threaten him.

The old fox is already in the middle stage of bone transformation, and he is equal to him in the realm, which is what he is worried about.

For hundreds of years in the Northern Wilderness, thousands of large and small tearing duels, countless experiences tell him that the first strike is the most reasonable saying.

So he moved, and directly used the killer move.

A killer move from a Terran monk he had eaten.

[Split Mountain Palm], a powerful technique for splitting mountains with one hand.

He was quite confident in this exercise, back then, that person was only a qi cultivator, and he almost killed him with this trick, so since he got this exercise, he has concentrated on studying, and now he has achieved a small success.

Although you can't split the mountains, it's not a problem to shoot an old fox to death.

The body is like electricity, flashing!

The air in front of him had blown the long whiskers on the old fox's cheeks.

The old fox's narrow eyes flashed with surprise, he didn't expect the other party to have such exercises.

The speed was rare, and the spiritual power surging around him proved that he was using a very powerful spell.

I was a little surprised, but I didn't back down.

If you talk about the mastery of the exercises, don't say that in this northern wilderness, there are not many people in the whole world who can surpass him.

The heritage of the ancient fox clan is not something that outsiders can imagine, not to mention that he used to be the young patriarch and the future leader.

The wild dog spirit shook his claws and scratched at the old fox, and when he saw that the other party was surprised, he knew that he was shocked by the power of the [Split Mountain Palm], and forgot to dodge, and his heart was very happy, and his claws were even harder, and he attacked from top to bottom.

The claws carried the cold wind, revealing the cold, and went straight to the old fox Tianling.

The tips of the blade-like claws had touched the hair on the top of the old fox's head.

But the imaginary sound of the brain pot bursting was not heard. Instead, two large fluffy tails appeared.

The two snow-white fox tails suddenly raised, danced, and stopped in front of the wild dog spirit with a fierce face.

A wave of spiritual power different from the wild dog spirit fluctuated on the fox's tail, soft, gentle, and felt powerless, and met the power of the aura that burst violently.

The wild dog's disdainful expression rose to his cheeks, but it only froze on his face for a moment.

The weak spiritual power on the fox's tail is like a ball of cotton, soft and soft, but with an inexplicable sticking force, full of toughness, the claws are unobstructed at first, but once they fall in, it is difficult to move forward.

The wild dog spirit flashed in surprise, although he didn't expect the old fox to have such a trick, but he knew that this was not the time to hesitate.

"Howl ......" a wolf howled.

The already huge wolf body actually grew a few more points, and the hairs as thick as the barrel of a pen stood up, and a larger and more raging spiritual power gushed out, slapping layer by layer like a huge wave, drowning the old fox in a moment.

The old fox was shocked, he thought that with his clan's secret method, he could easily block the advance of the wild dog spirit, and he could also play with him, but he didn't expect him to have such a powerful spiritual power, and secretly scolded himself for being too light on the enemy, and lived for a thousand years in vain.

Self-pity is useless, the most important thing now is how to block or avoid the past, but at this time, he has been surrounded and locked by this violent sea of spiritual power, and he is helpless for a while.

Seeing that the two wolf claws like steel blades had broken through the barrier of the fox's tail, the spiritual power on the tips of the claws flashed with cold light, and they had already touched the fluff on the top of the old fox's head.

"Eat Me a Trick ......"

Suddenly, a broken cry sounded, the voice was sharp and urgent, and with the shout, a golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light was dazzling, like a sword that cut the sky, draped down from top to bottom.

The furious sea of spiritual power had no resistance in front of the golden light, and it dispersed at the slightest contact.

The golden light that was not resisted was even faster, and in a flash, it had reached the top of the wild dog spirit's head.

The wild dog spirit was horrified, and he didn't know where this golden light came from, but he could feel the strong pressure on it.

"Can't resist", only these four words manifest in the bottom of my heart.

It's intuition, the intuition accumulated from thousands of battles.

There will be no mistake, this golden light can't be resisted, let alone resisted.

But the golden light is too fast, and it is impossible to dodge it again.

In desperation, he withdrew all the spiritual power of the old fox and turned to the golden light, but his body twisted and retreated, trying to use his spiritual power to block him for a moment so that he could escape.

The idea was good, and it was moving in the direction of his idea, but he still underestimated the power of the golden light.

"Boom......" There was a loud bang.

Mountains and rocks are broken, grass and mud are flying.

"Howl ......" a wail.

A figure flew out in response, but there was a line of blood behind him.

The wild dog's huge body slammed into the ground not far away, and then slid out for more than ten meters before stopping, lifting the ground below him into a deep ravine.

"Ahem" coughed twice, and the wild dog spirit wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and looked forward with palpitations.

The boss with his eyes glared and his mouth open, looking at the huge dirt pit in front of him and the ruined mountain on the hill next to him, his expression of surprise was even worse than that of a wild dog spirit.

He smacked his lips, shrugged his throat, and looked down at the golden ruler that had just flown back in his hand.

The golden light was much more constricted than just now, but he could still feel the fluctuations of spiritual power above.

He didn't expect this golden ruler to have such power, although it was also extraordinary in the previous test, but compared to just now, it was simply a world difference.

He didn't understand that he was surprised, and the old fox was even more bewildered and surprised than he was.

originally scolded himself for being too light on the enemy, thinking that serious injuries were inevitable. I didn't expect things to take a sudden turn.

Not only did he escape, but the tide of battle was reversed because of the injury of the wild dog spirit.

At the same time, he also set his eyes on the miscellaneous hair and the golden ruler in his hand.

I've seen it before, and I asked him for advice when I got it back, but how can they drive the magic weapon? Don't say that the current cultivation is completely restored, and it can't be driven back to the transformation realm, and it can only be used when it reaches the level of the demon king.

He also knew that it was a scourge for the golden ruler to remain in his hands, and how the plan of the sea of clouds and the sea of disasters could hide him, so he said that he wanted the miscellaneous hair to return the golden ruler, but the miscellaneous hair refused to die, and finally did not leave his hand all day long, like a magic barrier, eating and sleeping to hold and hold.

But the golden ruler just now was obviously driven by miscellaneous hairs, and the peak of Qiling could drive a demon king-level magic weapon?

Impossible!