Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

At this time on the desert, people have already fought with sand wolves.

The yellow desert has been covered with a layer of blood, and no one can tell whether it is wolf blood or human blood.

"Everyone, don't go too far away, and everyone must not go deep into the wolves!" Mr. Damu's voice came again, and then everyone saw Mr. Damu's palm continuously clapping, and every time he clapped, a sand wolf would die. With a cry, he fell dead.

It's just that no matter how they kill, these sand wolves don't seem to be able to kill them cleanly.

It can be said that since the beginning of the battle, everyone has killed hundreds of sand wolves, but those fallen wolf carcasses just instantly turned into food in the stomachs of their compatriots and disappeared without a trace. Now because the bloody atmosphere is getting heavier, those sand wolves are becoming more and more crazy.

"Brother, these sand wolves can't be killed at all!" Su Nianbi raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her head, and then glanced into the distance, she found that these wolves could not see the end at a glance, so Su Nianbi's heart couldn't help but Twice violently.

"Hey!" Su Nianqing also sighed a long time at this time. If I had known that there would be a blood moon in the desert of death, I would rather choose other places than the desert of death. Although it is good to be the head of the family, but Then you have to save your life.

Now that he can't even save his own life, what are you talking about as a patriarch, and a candidate for a patriarch.

At this time, Su Nianbo also turned his head to look at his brother and sister. Anyone can see the current situation. It's really not good. I'm afraid that there is a high probability that everyone here will lose their lives. up.

"Aw!" At this time, a long howl sounded from behind the sand wolves, and the voice was full of arrogance and strength.

And the sound just fell, so the group of sand wolves immediately raised their heads to the sky one by one, and howled out in unison.

"No, that's the Blood Moon Wolf King!" Mr. Damu was startled.

It's just that the people and the pack of wolves didn't know it at all. At this time, the two people under the sand also heard the cry of the Blood Moon Wolf King.

Feng Shitian immediately threw away the bone he had just eaten, his eyes brightened: "Hey, Blood Moon Wolf King!"

"Yes, Master, the Blood Moon Wolf King!" Zhang San also recognized it, but his voice was not as excited as Feng Shitian's.

What does the Blood Moon Wolf King represent? It represents killing, death, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

I'm afraid no one in the whole world would think of domesticating a Blood Moon Wolf King.

But the master in front of him wanted to domesticate a Blood Moon Wolf King.

"Zhang San, you stay here, I'll go up by myself!" Feng Shitian said.

"No, I'll go up with the master!" Zhang San said firmly.

In such a dangerous time, how could I let myself stay in a safe place while watching my master taking risks? Now even if I know that the next step is a cliff, I have to take this step without hesitation.

"Okay, Zhang San, let's go up together!" Feng Shitian nodded directly, then took out a flying pill and threw it into his mouth, and Zhang San also did the same action as her.