How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 455: Mere Wolf Demon!

On the back of Meishan Mountain, there are ruins everywhere. Most of the Meishan believers have been resettled outside the mountain. At this time, there are only a few of them in the mountain.

After Yang Jian's fascination with heaven and earth, the Meishan brothers treated him with more and more respect. In name, they were sworn brothers, but in fact they were more like subordinates in charge of affairs.

Especially the sixth son of Meishan, who had just been rescued, was like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to look at Yang Jian at all.

"You can refine the Wu Ding with peace of mind. You don't have to worry that I will seize the treasure. I have opened my eyes and observed the situation of this treasure. There is no one who inherits the Wu Clan. Refining this Ding will be harmful and useless, unless it is a quasi-human being like the Taoist Buddha. Holy power, you can refine the Lingbao and erase the luck of heaven and earth connected with it."

The Meishan brothers were entering dozens of arrays in the back mountain vein node, and Yang Jian comforted Lang Xing who was closing his eyes to perceive.

For a proud and purposeful person like him, Wu Ding really didn't pay attention to him. Lang Xing just nodded slightly, adjusting his energy to the best state, and didn't say anything more.

Being under the control of others at this time, it is natural to try every means to seize all opportunities to improve one's own strength. As for the Xingtian ax turning into a sky-slashing sword, if Yang Jian doesn't let it go, at worst, please use the projection of the Donghuang Bell to shift the responsibility to Donghuang. The emperor is too one.

It is definitely not worthwhile to use a killer move against a small character, but if it is facing Zhenjun Erlang, the so-called hole card killer move is just the right time.

Don't panic!

Chang'e stood on the edge of the back mountain, looking at the calm appearance of the old god Lang Xing, and suppressed the worry in her eyes.

Half an hour later, Lang Xing opened his eyes, and an invisible gust of wind blew past him. After he got up, the rock that had just sat cross-legged under him was finally overwhelmed and turned into dust.

The six Meishan brothers all took a step forward, clasped their fists together and said, "I respectfully invite Great Witch Xingtian to join the battle!"

Lang Xing stomped lightly, and his figure rose into the sky in an instant, with a panoramic view of Meishan!
The six sages of Meishan each occupy a corner, pinch the formula in their hands, and dozens of hazy blue lights shoot out from the array, outlining the general outline of Meishan's spiritual veins.

Brother Meishan's movements became more and more urgent, and the blue light phantom of the upper-grade spiritual vein became clearer and clearer. The entire spiritual vein was like a newly awakened dragon, circling and soaring around Meishan!

Lang Xing slowed down his breathing, his flesh and blood were in a state of extreme relaxation, his spiritual consciousness stretched, and turned into an invisible big hand, passing along the phantom of the blue light vein, as if comforting a disobedient spiritual pet.

The first step, the spirit pulse appears!
At this time, the six sages of Meishan were sweating profusely, without any relaxation on Lang Xing's face. In the inhuman roar of the boss, the six sages turned into six kinds of buffaloes, wolf dogs, wild boars, centipedes, white snakes, and goats. The appearance of a demon head and a human body.

Except for the black mist on the boss of Meishan, which collapsed after being hit by Lang Xing, showing a light gray, the other five people were filled with black mist, covering the entire back of Meishan!

The blue light dragon that appeared from the spiritual vein seemed to feel violated, frantically shaking its head and tail, and let out a silent roar!
The hazy blue light passed through the black mist and sprinkled on Yang Jian's face, illuminating him flickeringly.

At this moment, Lang Xing frowned suddenly, his flesh and blood contracted instantly from relaxation, and the huge power turned into bursts of thunder, shaking out from the joints of his body!

At the same time, the divine consciousness turned into terrifying giant claws, and a powerful mental impact slashed down from the air. The palm that had just touched the neck of the giant dragon Phantom suddenly changed into a ball.

The giant claws pierced through the blue dragon's scale armor, as if pinching directly into its bone marrow!
Lang Xing's eyebrows kept trembling, bean-sized beads of sweat ran across his cheeks, and the tingling pain from the full burst of his spiritual power made the entire sea of ​​consciousness fall into a violent storm, causing people to experience great pain like brain turbulence.

The power wheel in the dantian rotates rapidly, and the gray energy that smelts various energies instantly fills all parts of the body, the chaotic power in the demon veins rushes to the palm, and the next moment, the incomparably pure witch power bursts out!

The six sages of Meishan formed a special seal with their right hands, and then slapped their chests at the same time. This is the basic move of the Immortal Body Training Art. , Chang'e, who was standing at the corner of the mountain top, stepped back a few steps until she was behind Yang Jian, before she could feel the aftermath of the mana in the center of the formation.

Although the amount of witch power Lang Xing wielded was small, it was extremely pure. With the full cooperation of the Meishan brothers, the black mist was divided into two, and the upper part was clear and the lower part was turbid. It was several times as much as before!
The Meishan brothers' aura dropped sharply, but their bodies slowly transformed into normal human forms. When the black mist and turbid air decomposed from witch power fell to the ground, they completely recovered their human bodies!

It's just that no one in the formation showed a relaxed expression. With the vigorous witch power pouring into the giant claws transformed by Lang Xing's divine consciousness, Qinglong continued to struggle. If this trend continues, Meishan Mountain will collapse and the ground will crack, right in front of you!

The Six Sages of Meishan gritted their teeth, mustered up their courage, and sent their own witch power into Lang Xing's body, and Lang Xing also let out a roar, and endless flesh and blood essence and life energy flowed out from the Yuan Xue Xuanzhu, grabbing the giant claw of Qinglong Double the skyrocketing rate again!
Stab it!

The giant claws tore off Qinglong's head directly!
Almost liquid spiritual energy gushed out from the wound, and Lang Xing's face was solemn, his figure flickered, and a ten-foot-high bronze tripod was captured from the neck of the green dragon!

The second step, Wu Ding appeared!
The Wuding that suppressed Meishan's spiritual vein was taken out, but the green dragon that represented Meishan's spiritual vein also turned into a little bit of blue light, and was about to slowly dissipate in the air.

Meishan's shaking was extremely violent, and the Meishan brothers sat slumped on the ground, looking eagerly at the incomparably tall and straight figure in the air.

For them, this scene only happened hundreds of years ago when the young man Yang Jian fought the three dragon pythons and rescued Meishan from danger.

And now the person who refines Wu Ding with the attitude of a savior has not yet become a golden fairy!
The rest has nothing to do with the Meishan brothers, they can only pray that Lang Xing can complete the remaining two steps as planned.

Standing in the void, Lang Xing stared at the cracked bronze tripod in front of him, his heart was pounding, and a shock beyond time and space came oncoming.

Waste tripod!

The Wu Ding that was cracked with incredible force!
A fist imprint plunged into the center of the Wu Ding very clearly, and the fine cracks spread around the fist print, almost covering all parts of the Wu Ding!

No wonder Yang Jian was unmoved, his eyes could break through illusions, he probably already knew the situation that the Wu Ding in Meishan had been abolished!

And it is said that the witch patterns that can help comprehend the supernatural powers of the ancestral witches have long been interrupted by cracks, and they are in chaos!
Lang Xing woke up from the accident in an instant, forced himself to calm down, and began to urge the witch power to penetrate into the inside of the Wu Ding. The Wu Ding was half useless, the difficulty of refining plummeted, and the surging spiritual light on the surface of the crack collapsed. The surging witch power inside the Wu Ding was like a flood. Dam, gushing out!

The Meishan brothers absorbed the witch power in ecstasy. The momentum that had dropped suddenly began to rise rapidly, and the three flowers of Taiyi on the top of their heads regrouped. At this moment, Yang Jian pointed his gun and clicked. The Wu cauldron burst, and the witch power surged stronger one chip.

The Six Sages of Meishan looked at Yang Jian in surprise, while Yang Jian stared straight at Ling Xing with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Once the witch power starts to drain, Wu Ding's disintegration is inevitable. All your calculations are just to make a wedding dress for me!"

"Compared to the six Taiyi powerhouses who have the hope of advancing to the late stage, what if Meishan collapsed?
"Don't you really think that my eyes can't see that you are following me?"

"It's just a mere wolf demon, and you still want to pretend to be Xingtian!"

(End of this chapter)