inspire-indiana Chapter 607 The Wolf King Can Only Be Handsome for a Moment
Chapter 607 The Wolf King Can Only Be Handsome for a Moment
The boundless wind and snow swept through her inner demon consciousness, bringing her a two-colored lotus flower containing seventy percent of Xue Lan's divine power.
At the same time, the giant crimson bird above Xue Lan's head finally turned into a scattering of starlight under the attack of the remnant soul of the demon god.
The tip of the halberd in the demon god's hand grazed Xue Lan's face, and the demonic energy it carried easily cut through Xue Lan's cheek.
Xue Lan hooked her foot on the shaft of the spear in front of her. In an instant, the cyan spear more than doubled in length, and from below, it deflected the halberd that was about to cut off her head. When the weapons collided, they sparked dazzling fire.
Xue Lan raised her hand to catch the spear that was falling from above, her gray-white eyes coldly fixed on the demon god:
"Isn't the Demon God a little too impatient?"
The demon god did not respond to Xue Lan's words this time, as he had already detected the sudden decline in the divine power within Xue Lan.
Now is the perfect opportunity to devour Xue Lan.
The halberd, glowing with crimson demonic light, once again pierced Xue Lan's neck. Lord Wolf nimbly dodged the attack, and a rare hint of worry appeared in his clear, glass-like eyes.
The inner demon is receiving the immense divine power of the Wolf King.
Having drifted through the river of time for thousands of years, Xue Lan's divine sense was already among the most powerful in the entire Yuanming Realm. Not to mention that not long ago, under the tempering of heavenly lightning, she condensed this rare and mysterious two-colored lotus flower.
The moment the power of divine sense rushed into the inner demon's body, the murderous thoughts that had been lingering in his mind for so long vanished.
The inner demon heard Xue Lan's voice:
"I'll only give you half an incense stick's time. If you still can't keep Tingnu after half an incense stick's time, then..."
Lord Wolf looked at the remnant soul of the demon god opposite him:
"You and Xue Tong can just wait to have your souls taken!"
Inner Demon: Lord Wolf King can only be handsome for a fleeting moment.
The woman gently raised her hand to brush away non-existent snowflakes from her sleeve, her eyes lowered, and her tone carried a hint of helplessness:
"understood."
"I won't let you die."
After saying this, the inner demon couldn't help but chuckle.
It's true what they say, fortunes change, and the same old saying comes around all the time.
While the inner demon calmed down, Ji Yun and Ting Nu's expressions changed simultaneously.
Under the whistle of the demon god's bone whistle, the two of them struggled to suppress the murderous thoughts emanating from their bodies, ultimately hoping to find an opportunity to escape when their inner demons went out of control.
But now it seems that the person on the other side is completely unaffected.
"impossible!"
Ji Yun stared at the bone whistle in her palm, her voice filled with disbelief. The woman then turned sharply to Tingnu, who was standing not far from her:
"You lied to me!"
Who exactly is she?
Tingnu knew that Ji Yun was suspicious by nature, and that there was no need to hide things anymore now that things had come to this point.
Then the old man looked at the inner demon suspended in mid-air and slowly spoke:
"She is none other than the Lord of the Northern Region's River Wolf Clan."
Ji Yun gasped, feeling a chill run from the top of her head to her fingertips in an instant.
The woman wielded her bone whip like a silver snake, fiercely coiling around the snow-white sword tip that pierced out from her side.
Lu Feng was closer to Ji Yun than ever before, and he heard the woman's whispered words filled with hatred:
"Listen to me!"
The snow-white bone whip coiled around Lu Feng's sword tip, like a silver snake, following the sword tip and winding up the young man's arm, seemingly about to tear off half of his arm.
A normal person at this point would abandon the sword and wait for the whip to be released so the sword could recall itself.
But Lu Feng is not a normal person.
Although the young man had stopped living the treacherous life of a rogue cultivator since following Xue Lan, he would occasionally dream of things that happened without Xue Lan when he was drunk in the middle of the night.
Murder for treasure, risking one's life for it.
Everything was exceptionally clear in the youth's memory...
The snow-white whip wrapped around Lu Feng's arm. The young man did not let go of the long sword in his hand, but instead used his left hand to draw an ancient short knife containing a strange aura from his waist.
The ancient short sword was engraved with mysterious ancient runes, which lit up the moment the young man infused it with spiritual power. The intricate runes seemed to come alive as they moved across the short sword.
"I didn't expect you to have another trump card up your sleeve?"
The crisp sound of blood reaching the young man's ears, Lu Feng felt his arm being ripped off by Teng Tou, and at the same time, a cold touch brushed across his cheek, heading straight for Ji Yun opposite him.
Then the young man heard Ji Yun's extremely loud screams.
The strength that had been controlling his arm suddenly loosened, and Lu Feng looked up at the screaming woman, a bitter smile on his face.
A blue-white arrow was stuck in Ji Yun's left eye, and a layer of ice crystals slowly formed around the eye socket.
Lu Feng seized the opportunity and stepped forward to plunge a knife into Ji Yun's back.
Xue Lan had previously stated that the core of a high-level demon is most likely located in this area, and a single strike would definitely be effective.
If that doesn't work, Lord Wolf suggests a few more strikes. Make sure it's foolproof.
Unfortunately, although Lu Feng's skills were excellent, his strength was ultimately inferior to Ji Yun's, and he managed to stab the woman twice despite his desperate efforts.
Although not fatal, it was enough to make her continuously circulate her demonic energy, making her grit her teeth in hatred.
Lu Feng sheathed his short sword and spoke with a light laugh:
"How did you come?"
"What are Xue Lan's instructions now?"
Xue Tong, who was standing atop a cloud with A-Wu in tow, put away his longbow. He smiled sheepishly.
"As expected of my favorite temporary work partner. Xue Lan, hurry up and take care of this guy over there..."
Seemingly feeling that these words weren't enough to motivate Lu Feng, Xue Tong raised her hand and spoke loudly:
"There'll be a surprise after you solve it!"
Lu Feng: I don't really want this surprise, not at all.
The young man raised his hand and pressed it against the wound on his left shoulder, and the severed arm grew back immediately.
Once his arm had fully grown back, the young man once again drew his sword and charged towards Ji Yun.
"You are crazy!"
Interrupted by others during her attack, the heavily wounded Ji Yun had lost all patience to resist. She frantically circulated the last of her demonic energy and finally couldn't help but ask the question that had long puzzled her:
"We have no grudge against each other, why must you kill us all?"
Lu Feng suddenly laughed in anger. The young man coldly stared at the woman opposite him:
"No injustice or enmity?"
In the Yuanming Realm, there are even demons who claim to have no enmity with either humans or demons.
How ridiculous!
"So, the people of Luoxia Mountain have a grudge against you?"
"The demons in the Yuanming Realm have no regard for morality, which is the greatest ridiculous thing in the world."
After a passionate and impassioned interrogation, Lu Feng slowly raised his longsword.
"Your Highness, come and witness my sword formation today!"
The moment the young man finished speaking, tens of thousands of illusory sword shadows appeared around him, densely converging into a sea of longswords.
Lu Feng gently closed his eyes and spoke:
"Nine Heavens, Golden Dragon summons thunder!"