Flying Eagle 65
In addition, Snow Wolf is also a creature that must be killed. If they target an enemy, they will not stop until they are dead, no matter how far away, no matter how much time has passed, as long as they still have a breath left, they will surely avenge their hatred before stopping...
This Snow Wolf is generally not something people dare to provoke. You should know that a group of four-level magical beasts is no less than a single five-level magical beast.
Aaaaoooouuu...
The shrill scream tore through the sky, shaking people's hearts and lungs, accompanied by a rolling thunder that fell from the horizon.
The wind grew more and more violent, blowing up Huang Lengyu's three thousand strands of hair.
"Feng jue chen, we want to ignite a fire, what will happen?"
"It will attract more ferocious demons than the Snow Wolf!" Feng Juechen's hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched tightly. Although he had never been to this accursed place before, he had heard rumors about it. His mercenary group had also ventured here once, but they were completely annihilated.
It is said that this devil forest has been deserted for many years. After the demon beast's corpse rots, a strange fire is produced, which will follow the demon beast all the way, extremely eerie. However, the foolish demon beasts do not know that the fire is just a natural phenomenon, it is the gas produced by the animal's corpse rotting and being ignited. On the contrary, the demon beasts regard the fire as their greatest enemy. So, as long as the demon beasts see the fire, it will be like a volcanic eruption colliding with the earth, a confrontation between ice and fire.
Waaah, waaah...
The child's cry seemed to be right next to Feng Qingyue's ear, filled with sorrow, helplessness and grievances. Even Feng Juechen couldn't bear it anymore upon hearing it.
The phoenix cold moon raised her head and looked at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, "Can't wait any longer, there will be a heavy rain soon, I don't care about that much anymore."
After that, Huāng Lěng Yuè took out a lighter, lit it, and threw it to Fèng Jué Chén, "If you want to go, then follow me!"
Night, dark body dawn. Wind, gloomy suffocation.
All that can be seen is two figures, one in front of the other, speeding through the dark night. From high above, the two bright flames are like ghostly eyes, moving slowly across this death zone.
Wherever Feng Leng Yue goes, a bright flame of fire appears.
The snow wolves were originally very afraid of fire, and with the addition of the magical beasts' fiery nature, that group of ferocious snow wolves had retreated to a distance, staring at the two intruders with piercing eyes.
A shrill cry tore through the sky, bringing with it a burst of mournful wailing.
Obviously, Snow Wolf's howl has attracted the attention of the surrounding demon beasts.
Feng Juechen and Huang Lengyue stood back to back, their four eyes scanning the surroundings, constantly on guard against the snow wolves that might pounce at any moment.
"Just ahead, I can feel the sound approaching." Huang Lengyue's eyes stared at the nearby thicket and said in a low voice.
"You go first, I'll cover you from behind, let's move forward!" Feng Juechen raised a purple spiritual energy in his hand, aiming at the nearby Snow Wolf, ready to strike.
What is the seven-sectioned Ling?
Feng Juechen is actually low-key, Huang Lengyue coldly smiles, Feng Juechen looks like a prodigal son but unexpectedly still has some skills.
"Okay, I..."
"Roar!"
The phoenix's words were cut off by a loud roar from the sky.
A loud, earth-shaking boom suddenly rang out, and Huang Lengyue looked up to see a gigantic eagle swooping down. At that moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and with the help of the lightning, Huang Lengyue saw the eagle's eyes, which were filled with fierce killing intent mixed with rolling murderous energy.
The eagle's eyes were filled with hatred.
"A fourth-level magical beast, a flying eagle?" Feng Juechen's mouth was open so wide it could almost fit two eggs.
