Chapter 65: Yin Wolf

As soon as Yue Wushuang finished speaking, suddenly, green lights lit up in the dark forest ahead.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a chain reaction, and more and more green lights continued to spread to the rear.

"Yin... Yin wolves, damn it! Who said just now that the Yin wolves in this forest are almost extinct!" Someone shouted in horror.

"Run! Ah! There are Yin wolves behind, left and right, all of them! How could this happen! Yin Forest, why are there so many Yin wolves! Now we are doomed!" The crowd suddenly became In confusion, each adult Yin wolf is a third-order monster, which is equivalent to the martial spirit realm of a human warrior.

In all directions, there are densely packed Yin wolves, at least two or three hundred of them, which is equivalent to being surrounded by two or three hundred Wuling Realm fighters.

"It seems that your worry is not superfluous. This time it is really troublesome." Shi Feng turned his head slightly and said to Yue Wushuang beside him. With a flip of his wrist, the Bloodthirsty Sword appeared in his hand. He turned his head and looked at the The Yin wolf was covered in gray and white, exuding wisps of cold and gray air.

Although the size of each Yin wolf is only the size of an ordinary wolf, no one dares to underestimate the third-order monsters.

Yue Wushuang moved her jade hand lightly, and a jade flute appeared in her hand.

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

At this moment, the wolves started to move, one by one showed ferocious faces, opened their mouths wide to reveal two rows of sharp fangs, and began to rush towards the group of warriors.

"I! I can't move anymore!" The warriors on the periphery of the crowd yelled in fear, and the gray cold qi from Yin Lang's body floated onto him, and his body suddenly became stiff and unable to move. Even Wu Ling The martial artist's body also became sluggish.

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The wailing sounded continuously, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen warriors were pounced on by Yinwolves, with two rows of ferocious fangs biting and gnawing. In front of so many third-tier monsters, Yinwolves, these warriors had no fear at all. The power of resistance.

"Roar!" Although the two-star martial spirit could still move, his movements were slow, and he swung a two-handed ax burning with raging flames, but three Yin wolves pounced on him, throwing him to the ground. On the ground, a Yin wolf opened its mouth wide and bit off his neck.

A strong martial spirit fell!

"It's too scary, these Yin wolves are too scary! Die! We are all going to die here!"

"I don't want to die! Who save me! Ah!"

The Yin wolf was so fast that one warrior after another was thrown down by the Yin wolf in the blink of an eye and bitten to death with its mouth open.

At this moment, in the center of the crowd, a melodious flute sounded suddenly.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the Yin wolves who rushed forward seemed to have lost all their strength, and suddenly fell from mid-air to the ground, and then rolled on the ground as if in pain.

The wolves living in the crowd all around suddenly seemed to have taken poison.

"Moon Fairy, it's Yue Fairy who has made a move!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and all their eyes turned to Yue Wushuang.

"Stupid! You are looking for death!" Shi Feng shouted to Yue Wushuang who was blowing the jade flute: "You burn your soul power to suppress so many Yin wolves, and soon your soul will be exhausted and you will die!"

Shi Feng can sense that Yue Wushuang's soul power has been cultivated to the fourth level, but there are too many Yin wolves. It is impossible for Yue Wushuang to suppress so many Yin wolves with the power of soul, and the suppression of burning soul power is equivalent to On that day, the holy fire burns like the essence of life, and the soul will be greatly injured and damaged.

What's more, Yue Wushuang's soul power is only at the fourth-rank king rank, and if he suppresses two or three hundred third-rank demon beasts Yinlang, his soul power will soon be exhausted.

"What are you still looking at! If you want to live, don't run!" Shi Feng shouted at the warriors.

"Yes, run!"

"Run!"

The warriors reacted,

Like birds and beasts scattered, taking advantage of the Yin wolves being suppressed, they displayed the fastest movement in their lives, one by one desperately rushing to the outside of the Yin forest. In the face of real death, how could they care about the beauty and beauty? Fairy Moon, why risk your life for Fairy Moon.

Although several young warriors turned their heads to look at Yue Wushuang, they left with a look of grief and reluctance in the end.

"You run too, I can't hold it any longer!" Suddenly, Yue Wushuang's voice sounded in Shi Feng's mind, which was Yue Wushuang conveying a message to Shi Feng with the power of soul.

Shi Feng found that Yue Wushuang's delicate body had begun to tremble slightly, and her pretty face was covered with sweat.

Shi Feng shook his head lightly, and said to Yue Wushuang: "You'd better have a good rest." After finishing speaking, Shi Feng slapped Yue Wushuang on the back of the head, the melodious flute sound stopped abruptly, and her soft and delicate body fell to the ground. Shi Feng stretched out his left hand and hugged Yue Wushuang into his arms.

"Kill!" With a shake of the blood sword in his hand, Shi Feng held the sword in one hand and Yue Wushuang in the other, and slashed forward.

As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, the Yin wolves who seemed to be sick stood up immediately, and the cold gray air was emitted from their bodies again.

In front of Shi Feng, the seven Yin wolves had just stood up, and hadn't fully recovered from the weak state just now. Shi Feng slashed out with a sword, blood spattered, and the seven Yin wolves were chopped into two by Shi Feng.

The Nine Nether Skills were in operation, the holy fire started to suck, the death power, blood, and soul power of the seven Yin wolves were all sucked by Shi Feng, and the bodies of the seven Yin wolves shriveled quickly.

If anyone was here, they would definitely be able to see that the cold gray aura emanating from hundreds of Yin wolves actually flowed towards the center like a river, and the center where it converged was actually Shi Feng.

One of the third-order Yin wolf's biggest means is cold poison gas, which paralyzes the body immediately when it touches the body, but it is absorbed by Shi Feng's Nine Netherworld Power, and then it is still refined in the body, integrated into the holy fire, and turned into Nine Netherworld Power.

Shi Feng absorbed the Yin-cold gray energy of the Yin wolf, and after refining it in his body, although it was less than half of the energy of Yin Sha and low-grade spirit stones, the most important thing was that he was immune to the Yin-cold gray energy, and the cold gray energy could not be exerted Effectiveness, Yin Wolf's strength will be greatly reduced.

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

A group of ferocious Yin wolves roared at Shi Feng. Immediately afterwards, dozens of Yin wolves opened their mouths and spit out strong cold gray air at Shi Feng from all directions, like black and gray light waves, towards Shi Feng. Feng bombarded away.

Dozens of Yin wolves flew up, opened their sharp claws, and swooped down on Shi Feng, and then dozens of Yin wolves on the ground opened their mouths and swooped towards Shi Feng.

The dense swarm of Yin wolves all attacked Shi Feng. Shi Feng was attacked from all directions up, down, left, right, front, back, and in every direction.

"Nine Netherworld Art! Suck!" Shi Feng let out a low cry, absorbing all the black-gray yin energy gushing from all directions...

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