The three cyan giant wolves approached quickly, but they obviously didn't know how to attack with spells, and they didn't have the slightest way to take the old way without engaging in hand-to-hand combat with them. The three cyan giant wolves looked up at the old man, their eyes red with blood, and their strong and powerful front paws scraped the ground.

An old man will not be polite, others flew into the air, but a heart, all remained on the three giant wolves, seeing that they could not use spell attacks, he laughed loudly, and one spell streamer pierced the sky and smashed down. Lightning, fire dragons, and ice arrows joined together into a rain of spells, pouring down on the three cyan giant wolves.

I had suffered a little loss in hand-to-hand combat with the Kui Wood Wolf before, but at this time I found all of them back, and I was deeply happy with the old man, laughing while casting a spell to desperately smash the three cyan giant wolves on the ground.

About half an hour later, Yimei Lao Dao stopped the spell attack, tilted his head proudly, and put his hands behind his back, such a dense spell attack, he was sure that he could be regarded as an iron bull, and he could also blast it into powder, not to mention the three giant wolves?

After the dazzling light and shadow caused by the spell and the dust in the sky dissipated, and saw that there were still three cyan giant wolves standing on the ruins, Ling Xuan and Zi'er grew their mouths at the same time, and the three giant wolves, although they were bombarded by a burst of dense spells, they seemed to be not injured at all, and they still stood proudly in place, those pair of wolf eyes, flashing with blood-red light, were full of fierce light.

Like, an old attack has no effect on them at all.

After a long time of not seeing Ling Xuan and the others cheering approvingly, he lowered his head in confusion, and saw that the three giant wolves were still standing in place, he stumbled slightly, and almost fell from the air: "What...... How so?"

Things are really weird, the dense spell attacks of the old way of the eyebrows, although there are no earth-shattering tricks, but there are a lot of them, plus the cultivation of the old way of the eyebrows is very good, such a bombardment, Ling Xuan is not completely sure that he can resist them all, and the three cyan giant wolves all resist all the spell attacks of the old way, not only did they not suffer any damage, but it seems that the more the old way fights, the more energetic they are.

Things were so strange, Ling Xuan was secretly uneasy in his heart, and reminded: "Dao Chief, this matter is extremely strange, why don't we go, if you really want the Innate Spirit Treasure, I will take you to find that Zhang Yuelu another day, I think, we better not provoke this Kui Timber Wolf." ”

Zi'er nodded again and again, agreeing deeply with Ling Xuan's words. Yimei Lao Dao is a stubborn man, although he also feels the strangeness of things, but once his stubbornness attacks, ten cows may not be able to pull it back, not to mention, in front of many juniors, he exerted all his skills, and even the three beasts were incapable of hurting, which made him lose face, and besides, the Kui Wood Wolf played him around, and he was bound to subdue the beast. At this time, he was willing to listen to persuasion, but when he saw him roar angrily, he gave up his air superiority, and actually fell to the ground and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the three cyan giant wolves.

The figure of the old man quickly interspersed in the middle of the three cyan giant wolves, and every time he hit the three cyan giant wolves, the body of the three cyan giant wolves was crooked, but the old man looked extremely relaxed, and he said loudly to Ling Xuan: "Boy, you leave quickly, this beast, I have to subdue it." ”

Ling Xuan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, he knew that he couldn't convince Yimei Lao Dao, so he glanced at Zi'er bitterly, and then the two flew back and came to the open space where everyone was resting and healing. After a moment of recuperation, except for Gu Han and Hua Cuicui, who were more seriously injured, the rest of the people were basically unhindered, but at this time, they all frowned and looked at the two sides fighting in the distance.

Fang Qin looked at it for a while, and said solemnly to everyone: "After the blow of the Kui Timber Wolf, he hid his true body, and he has been entangled with the old way of Yimei with the technique of clone, I think it is deliberately delaying time." ”

Xuan Qing Zhenren frowned and said, "But why did it do this? If it knew that it was no match for Yi Mei Lao Dao, it could have fled in the first place, so why should it be entangled with him?

Everyone bowed their heads and pondered, but they didn't know the point. Gu Han, who was covered in blood, was supported by the weathered rain, because of excessive blood loss and the huge pain on his body, his face turned pale, and after thinking seriously for a moment, he said weakly: "God...... Sky...... cough cough ......" But he only spit out two words, and then he coughed violently, and then he could not bear the great pain in his body, and passed out.

Everyone was anxious for a while, Xuanqing Zhenren checked for him seriously, and found that he only passed out because he was too weak, and there was no worry about his life, and everyone was relieved. However, his word 'sky' was like a heavy dark cloud, hovering in everyone's hearts for a long time. At the same time, they faintly thought of a possibility.

After some fighting, the three cyan giant wolves quickly lost their support, and were hit by three punches by the old man, and they bombarded the throats of the three cyan giant wolves respectively, and the three giant wolves screamed miserably, fell to the ground with a bang, and couldn't get up again. A puff of green smoke drifted through, and three huge piles of wood were piled up on the ground.

Everyone's hearts jumped, and they suddenly understood, it turned out that the three cyan giant wolves were transformed from wood, no wonder their steps were so heavy, and no wonder the old spell attacks didn't have much effect on them.

In the field, after seeing that the three giant wolves were just three piles of wood, his mood suddenly became heavy, and he frowned and looked at the three piles of wood, his face was as cold as frost.

The blue light flickered, and the dull footsteps came again, and as the heavy footsteps approached, everyone suddenly saw that three cyan giant wolves that were exactly the same as the previous three were approaching. With a calm face, he pounced on him with a loud shout: "Evil animal, your grandfather wants to see what tricks you want to play!!"

When Yimei Lao Dao knocked down the three cyan giant wolves again, he didn't give him any rest at all, and soon three cyan giant wolves pounced. After this cycle thirteen times, even with the unfathomable cultivation of the old way, he was tired and panting like a cow, sweating profusely.

In the calm sky, a thick lightning bolt suddenly flashed, and a thunderclap crashed down, deafening. Above the sky above the head of the old man, it twisted slightly and weirdly, and soon turned into a rolling whirlpool, and a trace of golden light sprinkled down from the whirlpool formed by the sky, and a trace of it, a bunch of it all shone on the body of the old man.

And since the first lightning streaked across the sky, except for the strange whirlpool, the sky calmed down again, and even the three cyan giant wolves that appeared endlessly did not appear again, and the Kuimu wolf seemed to have really left, and the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and between heaven and earth, there seemed to be only a wheezing sound like an old cow.

Seeing the strange changes in the sky, everyone's hearts jumped suddenly, and at the same time affirmed their own thoughts. In unison, they exclaimed, "Damnation!!

"Dao Chief, let's go!"

The crowd shouted in remind.

An eyebrow old Dao wheezed for a while, when the first golden light shrouded him from the strange sky, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, and a raging anger rose from his eyes, and he shouted at everyone: "You ignore me, leave quickly!" After drinking, he pointed to the sky and scolded angrily, and said: "You are a miscellaneous hair, despicable rat generation, you have the ability to fight with Lao Dao in a dignified manner, and play some conspiracy methods, what kind of immortal, what kind of day?"

The sky was still silent, the strange whirlpool was spinning silently, and the beams of golden light were projected silently, all shrouded in the body of the old man. After scolding, Yimei Lao Dao didn't dare to be careless at all, so he hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, urged the mana of his whole body, and sacrificed a superb magic weapon, waiting for the battle.

It was only at this time that everyone in the distance reacted, but they all had strange expressions. Who is the old man? Even the heavens have to use such methods to dare to send heavenly punishment to him?