How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 266 All things have spirit
The sword repairer of Yanling Pai sensed the movement behind him, and immediately turned pale with fright. He never expected that these weird shamans could catch up to him and fly with his sword on a moose.

Especially the roar coming from behind, like the footsteps of the god of death, urging him to see Sanqing quickly.

The reason why I took over this sect mission was because of the intense battle ahead, and if I wanted to make a great contribution, I needed to take the head of the enemy general out of thousands of troops, which was too dangerous.

Hearing that Jing Qihan, the leader of the third generation, led a team to ambush the monster tribe summoned by the Ewen tribe, he went out of his way and joined the ambush team.

The Ewen tribe is the weakest among the northern barbarian tribes. Most of the demon tribes summoned in the past few times are high-level demon kings. With the preparations of the five of them, it is not difficult to complete the ambush.

At the beginning, things were as expected. Although the combination of a middle-level demon king and a low-level demon king was a bit strange, they speculated that it was because the power of the Ewen shaman was exhausted during the war, and he could not summon high-level monsters. .

Huang Hu didn't appear until after they attacked. In Jianxiu's view, these shamans not only had strange magical powers, but also used rare tricks.

Rare Three Monsters Summon!
Use low-level monsters to test first, and the last yellow tiger is the right one!

He cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't know that Lang Xing was also depressed in his heart, how could he be ambushed by someone by mistake!
After secretly deciding to be more cautious, there is no most stubborn, only more stubborn.

Use all means!

The dragon fishing rope was like a giant python coming out of its hole, and it broke through the air in an instant, hooking Jianxiu's waist with incomparable precision.

Give me back!
A huge force came, and Jianxiu only lasted for a moment before being pulled towards Lang Xing.

Sure enough, it was a monster invited by the barbarians. My generation of swordsmen, fighting each other across the air, there is no reason to fight melee!
"vulgar!"

Suddenly, a ray of flame rose from the flying sword under Jianxiu's feet. The flame was so faint that it was almost transparent. If Lang Xing hadn't been using his spiritual consciousness to lock Jianxiu's every move, he could hardly feel the abnormality of the flying sword.

The flying sword turned into a spear, instead of slashing at the dragon rope, it stabbed directly between Lang Xing's eyebrows!

"careful!"

The moment Lang Xing dragged the sword cultivator, Sauron led the team to catch up. He should have special detection methods. Suddenly, a white king character line appeared on the center of his brow. With a glance of his eyes, he found the abnormality of Feijian.

Lang Xing had already reacted before he made a sound. For a moment, everything was still, and the flying sword in his vision was like a child's toy, moving forward slowly.

boom!
The heart gushes out the long-stored blood essence, the lungs flicker with golden light, and instantly inhales the air mixed with spiritual energy. When the two meet, Lang Xing's body seems to be ignited by flames.

Bang bang bang!
The heart supplies fuel at an extremely fast speed. The sky demon forged the body and became a demon king, and Lang Xing's demon body was extremely fast, creating the illusion that everything is still.

Like the bullet time of the previous life.

"Lihuo Sword Intent!"

In the eyes of the shamans, before Sauron's reminder, the flying sword pierced Lang Xing's eyebrows, and the flames suddenly enveloped Lang Xing's demon body.

Did you fail?
In front of monks who have cultivated sword intent, it is reasonable for the middle-level demon king to fail.

The corner of Jianxiu's mouth was pulled open, more and more teeth were exposed, away from the fire attacking the body, it can ignite the evil spirit of monsters, and it is best to restrain the monster race.

It's just that the flame on the monster's body is a little different from Lihuo's.

Before the smile formed, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, it was clearly the monster who should be stabbed by him!
A long-handled hand ax covered with bronze patterns, with a hammer-like back from bottom to top, hit Jianxiu's crotch.

Everything was completed in an instant, and the shamans hadn't changed their worries when they saw Lang Xing who was stabbed and Lang Xing who was retracting his ax appear at the same time.

In the next moment, Jianxiu was like a cooked prawn, his face flushed instantly, he bowed his body, covered his crotch, and fell from the air.

Lang Xing, who was stabbed by the flying sword, disappeared. It turned out to be just a phantom caused by too fast speed.

After realizing this, Sauron looked at Lang Xing with seriousness in his eyes. As the son of the high priest and the successor of the mountain god's divine power, he has experienced many actions of summoning the demon god.

He had only seen a demon god who defeated a monk of the same rank in one round.

That demon god became the key to that tribal war, bringing the Ewen tribe a long-lost victory.

What Lang Xing showed now was the second time.

what--

The howling of the sword repairer echoed in the forest, the moose clamped their hind legs, and the shamans felt cold in their crotches.

It turns out that the most image-conscious swordsman can shout so loudly...

This demon god's attack was really... really neat.

With a sharp pull on the dragon fishing rope, the sword cultivator's eyes turned white, and the corners of his mouth gasped. The smile that he thought Lang Xing had been ignited by Li Huo's sword intent just now was still frozen on his face, and he lost consciousness.

"Thank you for the reminder, Sauron."

The flying sword lost the conscious control of its owner, and floated in the air like a headless fly, swaying from side to side. Lang Xing made a move with one hand, and spewed out a gust of monster energy from his mouth, suppressing the flying sword, revealing its long body, which was about a foot long. to the small jade box.

Snapped!
A slap broke the smile on Jianxiu's face.

Then he showed a spring-like smile to the shamans.

The shamans looked embarrassed, and the moose retreated together. The natal beast was connected with them, and the fear of the moose facing Lang Xing was transmitted to the shaman's heart.

She has a bright smile and acts wickedly.

"Tu'er, continue to look for that elementary golden core!"

The tall young man behind Sauron was stunned for a while. They had already formed the habit of besieging swordsmen, and only now did they realize that the demon god summoned this time actually killed the opponent with one blow.

Tu E nodded respectfully, mouth unconscious congratulations, his eyes rolled white, his whole body twitched like a ghost.

A ray of soul drilled out from his celestial spirit cap, at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared into the distance after twisting a few times.

Tu'e's tone was not as agile as before, it was stiff, without ups and downs, and without any emotional fluctuations.

He rode the moose and rushed out, followed by the remaining four or five shamans.

Only Sauron, Lang Xing, and Jianxiu lying on the ground with a bright red crotch were left in the primeval forest.

"Please hand over this monk of the Yanling Sect to me. The tribe has not captured a sword cultivator alive for a long time."

The determination in Sauron's eyes made the words of the request turn into Lang Xing, as if he should give the sword to him as a matter of course.

"Aren't you going to chase the remaining Jindan?" Lang Xing kicked Jianxiu, bent down and picked up the storage bag hanging from his waist.

"Tu'e and the others are not weaker than the elementary Jindan in the state of communicating with the mountain gods. The result is the same whether I go or not."

Sauron watched Lang Xing search for property, "We are not as good as monks in formation warfare. They are the unwelcome outsiders in the mountains and forests. All the creatures under the protection of the mountain gods are our eyes."

He shook the bell on his arm, and the divine power of the earth element spread around, and the ground at the roots of the fallen trees, which was impacted by the aftermath of the battle, turned from yellow to black, and became fertile until small trees slowly sprouted and grew up from it.

"We think they have spirits, not just objects, so they trust us."

Sauron pointed to the small trees and said, "Animism is the source of our strength."

(End of this chapter)