How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 279 Devouring Vicious Insects

There are only four thousand-man troops left in the Yan army who can still maintain their formation. The golden light on the old Le Jian is no longer there, and he can only command through his own soldiers. Thin layer.

Sauron led the tribal shaman into the battlefield, and finally joined the high priest. Less than a hundred people rushed out of the bison valley and entered the vast primeval forest.

After the resurrected priest died for them, his momentum became lower and lower, and the gray mist similar to the spiritual realm could not be maintained, and the remaining blood nematodes gradually lost their activity.

He exchanged glances with the High Priest and Sauron, instead of retreating, he got closer to the Yan Army. After he could no longer sense the High Priest and their aura, his body completely melted, turning into the last wave of blood nematodes, and charged.

In the thin gray fog, there was a faint red line twisting in the dantian of the translucent ghost shadow. After taking a deep look at the bison valley, it flew in the direction of Ewen's breakout.

After receiving the news from the corpse demon from near the bison valley, Lang Xing fled into the cloud formation, and the corpse demon fell far behind the resurrected priest.

At this time, Lang Xing joined the hunt.

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The Bison Demon Immortal's eyes moved constantly, looking around, there were piles of corpses lying messily outside the canyon, and the Yan army was still killing the last swarm of insects.

He felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had known that the Ewen Department had such weird backhands, maybe he should bless them for a little longer.

He practiced in this Fangshan forest for a long time, and he thought that he could survive in the barbarian tribe's territory if he didn't take the initiative to attack the monk sect.

After this battle, the territory of Yan State will expand to the mountains and forests originally occupied by the Ewen tribe, and he will also lose his natural allies and neighbors.

After dreading for a hundred years, I still have to move. In this case, it's better to play with a big ticket!
The mask of the formation quickly became thinner, and the dense footsteps of hundreds of cow monsters became louder and louder. The special officer rolled up a Lixu-sized monster spirit domain and flew into the cows, with a ferocious murderous aura, followed by the insect swarm. , launched a charge to the Yan army.

Le Jian felt the vibration coming from the ground under his feet, and his face was ashen.

……

In Yicheng of Yan State, when the army that wiped out the Ewen tribe was wiped out, King Yan's youngest son, Prince Qiao was killed, and the main general Le Jian died in battle, a series of news came.

The court was shaken up and down, and Le Jian's political opponents took the opportunity to add insult to injury and wanted to kill all his descendants. At the critical moment, the Le family escaped from Yan State and settled down in Wei State. After 200 years, his descendant Le Yang As the chief general of the Wei army, he attacked Zhongshan, and after his success, he was enshrined in Lingshou. Another 200 years later, a generation of famous generals in the Warring States period was born among the descendants of the Le family.

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The special officer slaughtered the remnants of the Yan army, and his bull monsters devoured countless human flesh. After emptying it, I went to the southwest to discuss life, and finally landed near Shuangcha Ridge.

General Hu Yaoyin, who was restricted by the blood nematode, also went southwest across the border of Nanbuzhou and returned to his old lair.

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"who is it?"

Just as the fleeing ghost passed through a forest, white mist suddenly flashed in front of him, and his whole body was spinning around, appearing in a thick white mist. He suddenly raised his voice, frightened and angry, and shouted loudly.

In the process of blocking the Yan army, he had already consumed a lot of vitality, and his fighting strength was ten to six or seven. The blood nematode dharma also fell into a deep sleep because of the large number of insect swarms.

He knew very well in his heart that the current state was no different from that of ordinary shaman ghosts. Only by finding the tribal priests and recuperating in the soul bells could there be a possibility of a comeback.

A cold gray flame ignited in the forest. He wanted to rush out of the white mist as soon as possible, so he expended his soul power, accelerated suddenly, and flew hundreds of feet away in an instant. When he looked closely, he was still circling in circles.

Formation!In an ambush!
The corpse fire's natural restraint effect on the ghost, the spirit body seems to be frozen by the ice that will not melt for thousands of years, stiff, slow, and slowed down.

His eyes were blood-red, and the soul power in his body was constantly gathering to resist the burning of the corpse fire. The enemy was very cunning, and he had arranged a formation in advance, but now he didn't show up.

Since the Yinglong dojo in Beihai, the corpse puppet has been lacking in corpse energy resources for promotion, but after General Yin ridiculed that the state of the resurrected priest was close to that of a corpse, Lang Xing paid attention.

When the resurrected priest was fighting with the Yan army, the corpse puppet had been monitoring his actions from a distance. When Lang Xing judged through the broken spirit of the resurrected priest that his combat power had dropped below the immortal level, Lang Xing went It has been decided to ambush the Riven Priest.

At this time, as the situation changed, he finally waited for the opportunity to make a move.

He used the blood nematode to plot his own account, and he just returned it!

When Sauron and the others passed through the cloud and mist formation, Lang Xing did not activate. After the real prey entered the hole, Lang Xing fell into extreme excitement. color.

What I am doing now is a villain who takes advantage of others' danger!
It's exciting to think about.

The ghost of the priest suddenly rolled up the gray mist around him, and turned into a large knife with a cold light. He swung it again and again, and the sword light hit the white mist one after another. The giant trees in the forest turned into powder, and the white mist kept churning. The flags of the barrier formation were buzzing.

Defeat cleverness with strength!There are some gaps in the cloud formation.

"The one who hides his head and shows his tail!"

The face of the priest Yinhun was overjoyed, and he protected himself with the soul mist sword, and went straight to the gap that was just opened. As long as the formation can be broken, there is still hope for a comeback!
When he finally rushed out of the white mist, his eyes suddenly widened, his face froze with disbelief, and a huge black ax occupied his entire field of vision.

The blade of the ax is covered with five-color lights, and the power of the churning dharma envelopes the body of the axe. The killing intent is like lightning breaking through the night!

The arm with bursting veins was holding the handle of the axe, and the five-color ax light flashed at an astonishing speed, and the ghost body was instantly split in half!

He tried his best to gather his soul body again, but the scars caused by the axe blade seemed to be bitten by countless ants, and the soul power was like a balloon with a hole in it, rapidly draining away.

At the last moment before his consciousness faded, he looked beyond the arm holding the ax to those eyes like hungry wolves.

He remembered that these eyes belonged to the demon king who was almost used as food by him.

how is this possible!He is obviously just a demon king, how dare he, how could he still have the guts to turn around and ambush himself after being restricted...

Lang Xing mobilized all his strength to launch a fatal blow with his arms trembling constantly. He reached out and grasped the crystal similar to the ghost core. The original wolf soul opened his mouth and sucked in fiercely. among.

Only the blood-colored glass-like blood nematode seemed to feel some danger, twisted slightly in its hand, the wolf soul stretched out its long tongue, and swept the remaining dharma of the blood nematode god into its belly!

The exhilarating thrill is like an electric current flowing in the original dharma. It belongs to the blood power of the ancient evil insect - the bloodthirsty nematode, which is fused and absorbed by the blood of the sky demon.

It turned out to be the reincarnation disciple of Taoist Taoist Mosquito...

As the devouring continued to accelerate, Lang Xing Nannan said to himself.

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