Feichuan's wolf pounced on the ancient? Yashanren, who was purely wild, bit the mountain's shoulder in one bite. Unexpectedly, the bronze Yashanren was also bloody, and he did not dodge or dodge. His extremely sharp bear claws directly grabbed Feichuan's wolf's abdomen!

Two blood sprayed at the same time. Feichuan Ailang bit open the shoulder bone of the Gongyaoshanren and almost removed its arm directly. The Gongyaoshanren tore a long bloody mouth on Feichuan Ailang's abdomen, and several intestines were torn, and the blood flowed continuously.

"Old wolf, it seems you lost a little." Lingling, who was irresponsible for the battle, said for no reason.

"Aowuwu!!!" This sentence seemed to stimulate Feichuan Ailang. It ignored the wound on its abdomen and pounced forward with its claws. It directly pressed the Gu Fangya Shanren on the root of the tree, and nipped it on the head of the Gu Fangya Shanren with a sudden bite!

The man from the bronze fang suddenly raised his head and used his sharp toward the Tianya toward the throat of Feichuan's wolf, with his extremely vicious means!

Fortunately, Feichuan's wolf reacted quickly and jumped back in time, opened his mouth and spit out the glacier breath at the man of Gongyashan...

A large area of ​​glaciers rushed towards the people of Bronze Yashan. After touching the roots of the old trees, they were immediately covered with a thick layer of ice. The people of Bronze Yashan did not react and their legs were frozen by the breath of the flying wolf!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feichuan Aleng once again used the ice magic. Its eyes looked up to the heights. When the cold light shone, a small ice cone appeared crystal clear above the ancient bronze Yashanren...

The ice cone fell at an extremely fast speed, and the falling process continued to grow. Until about ten meters above the bronze yarn, it was no longer a small ice cone, but a small iceberg with sharp edges at the front, stabbing at the bronze yarn at a terrible speed!

"Beer beer~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The man of the bronze Yashan realized the danger and immediately started crying.

With this cry, seven or eight mountain men rushed to it and stacked it directly above the bronze fang mountain men, forming a physical defense!

"puff!!!"

Like a gourd string, the seven or eight mountain men were penetrated by the tip of the little iceberg and blood overflowed.

At the top, the bronze fang mountain man finally got rid of the frozen legs. It slammed the little iceberg and stood up again. The mountain man who died of blocking the thorns for it didn't even look at it. Instead, the mountain man's dignity was insulted and stared at Feichuan's wolf in anger!

Feichuan Pailang felt extremely despised by the behavior of the Gongyashanren. He agreed to fight alone, but you took your brother as a cushion!

In fact, Feichuan Ailang was also a little unhappy. If Mu Ningxue's biological mother were there, she would beat the bronze Yashan people all over the ground in a minute. Without frost and glaciers, its extreme Arctic Icefield bloodline could not be stimulated, and its strength was not much different from that of ordinary commander level!

"Does anyone know the ice system?" Lingling was paying attention to Feichuan Ailang's battle, so she turned around and asked.

"I can, but my cultivation level is average." Lan Luo said.

"It doesn't matter, just keep using ice vines to create some zero-degree aura..." Lingling said.

"Okay." Lan Luo didn't know what the meaning of doing this, but he still started to cast ice magic.

Lan Luo had never used ice magic before, mainly considering that the level of ice is difficult to make the mountain people slow down. It is better to continue using the wind system to ensure everyone's movement speed. There are nearly two thousand mountain people following behind him. If you slow down a little, you will be dead.

Fortunately, the roots of the Tianguan Zilin sacred tree are really like a hillside. The higher you go up, the more you go, the more you go on both sides, which makes many mountain people unable to surround them too concentratedly...

"Ice Cyclone-cover!" Lan Luo used ice magic and applied it near Feichuan Ailang's battle field according to Lingling's requirements.

The white giant wolf seems to like ice magic, and their fighting spirit becomes stronger, and each claw is tearing the elite mountain people without any effort!

The corpses were everywhere, and the blood was pouring on the ground. What Lan Luo, Liu Xiaojia and Guan Xixi couldn't imagine was that they had actually fought a bloody path from so many mountain people, and were getting closer and closer to the center of the trunk!

Mo Fan was clearing the way in front, and Zhao Manyan was responsible for blocking the pursuit behind. The combat effectiveness of these two people was so exaggerated that they were comparable to an army!

"Tyrants sanction!"

Mo Fan shouted wildly, and instantly triggered the marks of thunder left by all the electric chains. In an instant, thunder was like rain. Hundreds of black lightning struck the giant tree roots and the roots of the giant tree were sparsely broken. This time it was difficult for the mountain people who were washed away by a little scattered. There were more than one hundred mountain people killed and injured, which made the road ahead much clearer!

"****, I have to force me to play like this!" Mo Fan started to curse.

Mo Fan accumulated a lot of wild thunder marks in one breath. The powerful skill of Cang Lei Claw will also be avoided by their strange actions. So Mo Fan used the two junior high-level skills, Thunder Seal and Pili, to leave wild thunder marks on those guys crazy...

At the beginning, it was difficult to kill many mountain people, but after enough marks of the deserted thunder, a tyrant field and a tyrant were punished to kill one, and the remaining souls and souls flew into the small loach pendant densely like fireflies, and gained a lot of money for Mo Fan.

The mountain people also collected the leaves of the Demon Crown. Many of the mountain people killed by Mo Fan had the leaves of the Demon Crown. Mo Fan hurriedly told Chen Ying: "Don't forget the leaves of the Demon Crown, there are many of these guys."

"..." Chen Ying was speechless to Mo Fan.

Why is this person so jealous of money? When is it time and still has the heart to make money?

Chen Ying has a high cultivation level. When she was in the Magic Association, she just deliberately hid it. She was instructed by Mo Fan to collect the Demon Crown Leaf near the corpse. She was also quite helpless.

"Aowuaowu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

As the temperature continues to drop, the frost continues to condense on the slope of the big tree roots, and the ice bloodline of the flying wolf is constantly reviving, and all the power, speed, recovery ability, and ice magic are obtained!

The wound on the abdomen had affected the movement of Feichuan Ailang, but as soon as the Bingji bloodline woke up, its wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the same was true for scars on other parts of the body...

"Swoosh!!"

Feichuan's wolf burst out at a speed twice as fast as before, and slipped out an exaggerated afterimage.

A white body passed by, dazzled through the bronze fang mountain man, and his claws shone continuously like the shadow of the sword light dancing...

"Puff puff puff puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Before the people of the ancient bronze yarn could react to what happened, more than a dozen deep wolf claw marks appeared on his body, and the blood mist sprayed wildly all over his body.

"Aowoo!!!"

The attack of the flying wolf did not end. It roared and the glacier was like an arrow, and it flew toward the ancient bronze yarnman from all directions. The ancient bronze yarnman rolled and crawled, but was still stabbed several places.

“Hohuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

Feichuan's wolf's body sank, and a majestic frost aura surged around it as the center, the pressure suddenly sank, and breathing became difficult.

As the forelimb of the Feichuan wolf stepped on, a huge ice roaring storm swept out, chasing the man of the ancient bronze yarn that was limping.

The man from the bronze yarn was still desperately calling on those ordinary peasants to help him resist, but all the peasants with small bodies were thrown into the air and turned into blood mist when they were rolled to a higher place...

“Beer~~~~!!!”

The man from the bronze fang screamed in horror. He hugged a thick vine on the trunk with his arms tightly, and the ice roar storm still rolled it in!!

The screams of the ancient Bronze Yashanman were heard, and the pain was mixed with confusion. Why did this wolf, which was still evenly matched with it, suddenly become so brave and directly crush it to a level??

"Bang!!!!"

The man from the bronze fangs fell heavily on the tree root slope. Most of the bones were probably broken, and even if he could barely get up, he would lose all his fighting power.

Feichuan's wolf was very murderous, and flew like a cold arrow. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the shaking bronze yarn mountain man. His claws passed by, and the bronze yarn mountain man did not dodge. Its head was directly separated from its body, and the blood column that gushed into the air...

"Da da da da da da da~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The head rolled down, slid down the slope to the cliff-like root slope, and fell heavily into the dim hollow area under the roots.

"The commander of the mountain is dead!" Zhao Manyan was overjoyed.

There is a disadvantage in the life of group living, that is, once the leader dies, the others will be like a pile of sand and will soon escape, so Zhao Manyan will breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't be happy, climb onto the tree quickly." Lingling reminded.

As soon as the Gongyao Mountain Man died, the resistance to the road ahead dropped a lot, but the two thousand mountain men behind him did not mean to stop chasing...

"They have more than one commander, just go quickly!" Mo Fan said.

The trunk of the Tianguan Zilin sacred tree is a towering mountain. Mo Fan called back the Feichuan Wolf and asked it to come back to carry the girls and jump on it.

Feichuan Ailang was also agile. After the girls sat down, it rushed forward and rushed directly along the trunk of the completely vertical purple linden tree as if walking on flat ground...

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were behind the scenes, and the number of mountain people did not decrease. They rushed to the last section of the Genpo and chased them reluctantly.

"You go up first!" Mo Fan said to Zhao Manyan.

"Okay!" Zhao Manyan was not pretentious, and his golden wings suddenly opened at this time.

With a heavy blow, Zhao Manyan suddenly lifted up against the vertical tree trunk, quickly catching up with the flying wolf in the higher place...
Chapter completed!