After hearing the thunder, Yue Jian, who was wearing white clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand and a jade crown on his head, came to the ruins with Ming Cong of the Black and White Sword Sect and several disciples.
Ming Cong, who was dressed in black, with black hair shawl, and a white sword hilt hanging on his waist, saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help but said: "What a powerful force, this place is in ruins for miles around."
Looking around, the surrounding soil looks as if it has been turned over by someone. It is very soft. Towering trees are leaning in the dust, and there are countless large and small slopes.
Yue Jian glanced at the peaceful surroundings, shook his head with regret, and said: "We are still a step too late. The battle seems to be over."
Ming Cong pointed to the ruins ahead and said, "We're already here, let's go over and take a look."
Before he finished speaking, a golden shadow passed by his side, like the wind. He drew his sword and struck, but missed. Yue Jian stretched out his hand to grab it, but missed.
A monk from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce was the first to say: "It's so fast. What was that thing that just passed by?"
Another monk said: "I don't know, it seems to be a monster..."
A sword cultivator from the Black and White Sword Sect shook his head and said: "How can the speed of a monster be that fast? Let me tell you, a gust of wind must have passed by just now."
Faced with the words of a few people, the others looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the golden shadow disappearing into the darkness, unable to tell what the golden shadow was for the moment.
Yue Jian held the folding fan in his right hand and flapped his left palm rhythmically. He looked at Ming Cong beside him with a confused look on his face and asked, "Ming Cong, do you see clearly what that is?"
Ming Cong shook his head and slowly put the long sword back into its scabbard. However, he inadvertently saw the bloody footprints left on the ground. To be precise, they were the bloody footprints of the monster.
Just because the ground was turned over, the soil on the ground was very soft, and the footprints were clearly visible.
Mingcong squatted down, pointed to the bloody footprints on the ground, and said, "Are these the footprints of a dog or a wolf?"
Yue Jian bent over and looked at it for a long time, frowned and said: "Hiss... Why is there still blood on these footprints?"
Ming Cong pointed in the direction of the bloody footprints and said, "Look, these footprints come from the front. We might gain something from going there."
Yue Jian hummed, nodded and said, "That thing is running too fast. We can't catch up even if we want to. We can only go ahead and take a look."
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Lie Jian threw his head back and laughed, saying: "The three-tailed howling wolf is nothing more than that."
Qian Yi put away the blood-stained sword in his palm. There were four conspicuous claw marks on his chest. He said with certainty: "Such a powerful monster must at least contain three-color stones in its body."
Wen Xing, who was standing next to Lie Jian, shook his head and said, "The rumors may be true. There are multicolored stones hidden in the body of the three-tailed howling wolf."
Duan Po raised his hand to wipe the claw marks on his face and said, "It's a pity that we didn't really kill the three-tailed howling wolf."
Baikuo, who was wearing red brocade clothes, said: "Three-tailed Howling Sirius, that's not right! It should be called the Two-tailed Howling Sirius now. We'd better not rush to find it yet. Anyway, it still has a few lives, and we can't kill it." it."
Lie Jian said with joy on his face: "Anyway, we can defeat such a powerful monster, which is enough to prove our strength."
I don’t know how many monks died tragically under the claws of the three-tailed howling wolf. No one killed it in a short period of time, but Lie Jian and others were able to beat it away. It was considered to have killed the three-tailed howling wolf once. This is enough to show that they are a terrifying force together.
Even if their team only has
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A dozen or so people cannot compare with sects such as the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce, but as long as they work together, they have the strength to fight against all major sects.
Poison Warlock Jin Gu, who had a dark complexion and wore a hat on his head, looked at Lie Jian and said, "With such a big commotion, I'm afraid someone will come here soon, so let's go."
Bojiang put the long knife behind his back and said: "The colorful stones haven't appeared yet, so we'd better not reveal our strength in advance."
They defeated the three-tailed Howling Sirius. If anyone looked for the footprints on the ground, they would definitely guess that it was them.
In this way, others can roughly guess their strength, which will be detrimental to their future competition for colorful stones.
Lie Jian nodded and said: "That's right. There are so many of us, and we can't even get enough if we don't get a few more colorful stones."
"Let's hold back for a while and start with the three-color stone."
Qi You, who was dressed in worn leather and carried a broad-bladed knife on his shoulder, said: "You mean we go grab the three-color stone first?"
Lie Jian smiled confidently: "Of course, even the three-tailed howling wolf is no match for us, let alone those casual cultivators who have three-color stones."
"There are only a hundred tri-colored stones, and their value is not very low. Before leaving the ghost realm, we must get at least three tri-colored stones each."
Zhui Jing, who was wearing gray clothes, urged: "To avoid being seen by others, we'd better leave quickly."
Just as Lie Jian and others were about to leave, a voice came from behind, causing everyone to stop.
"Wait!"
After Lie Jian and the others heard the sound, they all turned around and focused on the figure walking out of the darkness.
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"Hey, can you still fight?" Tang Sheng looked at the white wolves coming from all around, then turned to look at Ziyang who was slowly getting up, with a very nervous look on his face.
If it weren't for the fact that his right arm was disabled and consumed a lot of energy, the white wolf in front of him wouldn't be scary at all.
Although Ziyang has regained some fluidity, his body is extremely tired. He said, "I'll do my best."
A white wolf charged straight at Tang Sheng and was kicked away by him. Before he could retract his legs, another white wolf bit his leg, causing him to scream loudly in pain.
After Tang Sheng shook off the white wolf biting his leg, a white wolf behind him bit him directly on the shoulder. He held the back of the white wolf's neck with his right hand and immediately threw it to the ground, but was still struck by the white wolf. The wolf bit off a large piece of meat.
Although Zi Yang fought off several white wolves, he did not cause any substantial damage to them. After a few breaths, the white wolves he had fought back rushed towards him again.
Soon, Ziyang was thrown to the ground by five or six white wolves, biting his body with their sharp teeth.
Tang Sheng looked back and hurriedly shook off the white wolf on his left arm, preparing to save Ziyang. A white wolf knocked him down from behind and bit his back. The white wolves around him also rushed over immediately. , biting Tang Sheng who was lying on the ground, causing him to moan in pain.
"Stop biting, don't bite..."
No matter what he said, the white wolf biting him was like a wild beast that had been starved for several days, without stopping at all.
Suddenly, Tang Sheng's eyes burned with flames, and gradually, his whole body was surrounded by flames, knocking back the white wolf beside him.
Tang Sheng's flaming red hair stood on end and he shouted angrily: "I told you not to bite me!"
A ball of flame rose from his left fist, and he jumped into the sky.
After a few breaths, his body became extremely
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He fell rapidly, and when his left fist hit the ground, there was a bang, and a pillar of flames burst out from the ground, covering all the white wolves, including Zi Yang who was lying on the ground. . . . . .
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Feng Pin was on his way with the disciples of Haoran Mountain when the pillar of fire suddenly caught his attention.
Yuan Zhan looked at the gradually dissipating pillar of fire behind him and said solemnly: "How many people are fighting in this place?"
Seeing Feng Pin stop and stand, he immediately asked, "Should we go over and take a look?"
Feng Pin slowly withdrew his eyes and said: "Let's forget it. We finally got rid of Qing Lu. What we have to do now is to hurry up and hurry up."
After saying that, he left without looking back. Yuan Zhan waved his hand and the disciples of Haoran Mountain did not look much. They hurriedly left behind Feng Pin.
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As several white wolves howled, not long after, burnt white wolves fell from the sky one after another.
Under the eruption of Tang Sheng's pillar of fire, all the white wolves were inevitably burned and burned into charred corpses.
Tang Sheng glanced around and found Ziyang lying motionless on the ground. After walking a few steps, his feet softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
He didn't hold back the blow just now, and Ziyang was seriously injured. He was really afraid that Ziyang would be burned to death by his pillar of fire like Bai Lang.
Since there was not much fluid left in Tang Sheng's body, he crawled towards Ziyang for a while and then passed out.
I don't know how long it took, but two kinds of black shadows walked towards this side quickly. They were none other than Xiaoliu and Guan Yue, who were searching for Ziyang.
Guan Yue glanced at the corpses of the white wolf on the ground. When he found Ziyang, he looked panicked and said, "It's broken! It's broken! Xiaoliu, take a look, something big has happened!"
After saying that, Guan Yue quickly ran to Zi Yang's side and found that his body was almost scorched by the flames. Fortunately, his heartbeat had not stopped, which made Guan Yue breathe a sigh of relief.
He helped Ziyang up from the ground and asked quickly: "How is it? Can you still speak?"
Ziyang, who was unconscious, slowly raised his left hand, pointed in the direction of Tang Sheng, and said feebly: "I'm fine... You first... save him first."
After saying that, he tilted his head and passed out in Guan Yue's arms.
"Save him?" Guan Yue looked in the direction Zi Yang pointed and saw the red-haired boy lying on the ground. This reminded him of the boy who ignored the dissuasion and rushed into the valley.
But there was one thing he didn't understand: why Ziyang asked him to save the red-haired boy first.
While Guan Yue was in a daze, Xiao Liu suddenly said: "What are you thinking about? Save people quickly."
Guan Yue came back to his senses, waved to Xiaoliu and said, "Come here and help me support him first. I'll go check on that kid first."
Xiao Liu was quite dissatisfied and said: "What do you care about him? Of course, save Zi Yang first."
Guan Yue said: "Zi Yang is fine. Although his whole body is burned, he has very strong vitality. But I have to take a look at that kid, so as not to miss the opportunity to save people."
Xiao Liu asked: "Is this what he meant?"
Guan Yue urged him anxiously: "Hurry up and help him. If he hadn't spoken, could I have saved that kid?"
Xiao Liu said no more and sat on the ground to support the unconscious Zi Yang. On the other hand, Guan Yue took off the wooden box from his waist, took out the silver needle, and began to give Tang Sheng acupuncture treatment.
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