A moment later, a shining glory suddenly bloomed on the back of the huge flying wolf, as gorgeous as the silver moon in the night sky, spreading towards Shihai Mountain City, and also using tracking techniques covering the entire city.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chuan, who had already arrived at the south of the inner city, had to stop and hide in a secret corner.

It is true that Liushou is very confident in the secret treasure in his hand, and Lin Chuan is also very confident in his own hidden means. However, when the two powerful men in the eighth level used their tracking techniques together, they still had to give them enough respect.

If you are accidentally noticed, you will face the thunder attack of two powerful men in the eighth level. There may not be many people in this world who can compete with it.

Standing in the shadow, Lin Chuan watched the changes around him, and was just a temporary avoidance, and just took this opportunity to experience the level of the eight-level powerful man.

On the forehead, the eyeball pattern appeared, and a spiritual energy winded away like a thin line in the fog, and then continued to spread, hidden in the fog, carefully lifting the breath of the powerful people in the eight realm.

The next moment, Lin Chuan's vision changed suddenly. He felt the outside world's natural powers rushing like an angry tide, rushing wildly to all directions of the city.

This situation is like the tsunami of Focago Tower in the past, with surging sea water sweeping over, and under the cover of the sea water, how many things can be hidden.

This is the simplicity and rudeness of the [Xinyuan World Art], which mobilizes external power and uses it for oneself. Within the reach of natural power, it is seen by one's own vision.

"Is this the realm of the mind and essence of the eight realms..."

Lin Chuan murmured to himself, the eyeball pattern on his forehead kept rotating, and faintly, tiny mysterious patterns appeared around the eyeball pattern, as if building a complete pattern.

"Meow……"

Inside her robe, Lan Xiaomiao was also restless. The aura emitted by the huge flying wolf in the night sky made it feel a little restless. She wanted to rush out and show her huge body, which flowed with this huge evil.

The little guy had a feeling that he could chat with this huge flying wolf.

This is just a feeling, a sense of intimacy engraved in the bones...

Then, Lan Xiaomiao shuddered all over her body. What was it thinking about? Why did it, a little cat, come into contact with such a huge flying wolf?

It is just a little blue cat. Although its species is unknown, its ethnic group must be a cute cat, not a hideous giant wolf.

Lin Chuan could clearly feel the little guy's movements. His spiritual energy continued to spread, forming a net, feeling the power changes of the eight-level powerhouses.

The benefits of this kind of contact are much greater than Lin Chuan expected.

Although his heart's power is in the five realms, his strength, the size of the heart's thrombus has long exceeded the level of the five realms.

The spiritual energy is far beyond the power of the mind. What he lacks is the use of the power of those stronger people.

Especially the power of the wolf lord of the Limestone Ridge, the pure murderous aura of the ferocious beast is somewhat similar to the spiritual energy. The use of its power has benefited Lin Chuan a lot.

For a moment, Lin Chuan's power was running wildly, and his own spiritual energy was oscillating at a strange frequency, making his own [materialized spiritual energy] more and more condensed.

Click...

Lin Chuan's forehead, his eyeball pattern flashed, and a faint light blade flashed by, cutting a crack in his heart-sensing helmet.

This change made Lin Chuan startled, and immediately woke up and quickly restrained his own strength.

"It's so dangerous... I almost broke through. If I were discovered like this, it would be too embarrassing..." Lin Chuan murmured.
Chapter completed!