Legend of Douluo: Qingyun

They were a group of wolf-shaped soul beasts, all about two meters in length. Their entire bodies were blue-grey, and the green light was their eyes.

The wolves surrounded the tent and moved silently. As they moved, the circle shrank little by little.

But when they moved to a certain distance, they stopped and sniffed, as if they smelled some terrible smell, and they didn't dare to move forward any further.

"Wind Demon Wolf? Are you treating us as prey?" Zhang Jindong snorted coldly when he noticed the movement.

The Wind Demonic Wolf is a medium-to-high-level spirit beast with infinite power and can control the power of wind to a certain extent. It is considered a relatively difficult type of wind spirit beast.Moreover, they usually act in groups. When several hundred-year-old wind demon wolves attack together, even thousand-year-old spirit beasts will be afraid of the power of several hundred-year-old wind demon wolves.

At the same time, Yuan Wentian and Luo Ruo in the tent opened their eyes almost at the same moment.

There was no light in the tent, and it was pitch black.

Yuan Wentian gently opened a corner of the tent and looked outside.

The outside was also shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see the surroundings, but the green eyes of the wind demon wolves betrayed their location.

"Wind Demon Wolf?" Yuan Wentian's perception ability is relatively strong because he has practiced Buddhism and Taoism. He soon realized that they were surrounded by a group of Wind Demon Wolf.

"Aww~" A wolf roar pierced the night sky.

Zhang Jindong frowned and said, "This wolf howl should be quite far away from here. It should be the leader of the wolf pack."

"Dean, what should we do now!" Luo Ruo said anxiously.

Zhang Jindong said in a deep voice: "Luo Ruo, Requiem!"

Luo Ruo had already sweated. Hearing this, she hurriedly summoned her Magic Flute martial spirit, and then three spirit rings, one white, one yellow, and one purple, also appeared on her body.

As the soul ring circulated, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure and hit his face.The third soul ring on her body suddenly shone brightly, forming a purple halo, and then she lightly opened her red lips and started playing on the magic flute.

In an instant, an extremely gentle tune came out from the magic flute, melodious and melodious, like a swallow returning to its nest, pearls falling on a jade plate, and the sound of the flute, like streams pouring into people's hearts, as the tune deepens.

The wolves suddenly fell into a daze, and their green eyes became dull and lifeless. They were obviously hypnotized by the sound of the flute.

Even Yuan Wentian was affected, but soon he shook his head and pinched his thigh to wake himself up. He thought to himself: A soul skill worthy of a thousand-year soul ring is actually a move. The crowd control soul skill can even make you lose your mind with the residual power it exudes.

In fact, true group control skills can only be possessed by spirit rings that are over ten thousand years old. Only by making it impossible for the opponent to dodge and locking every opponent instantly can this be called group control.

Although this move Requiem has a similar effect to group control, it has many limitations. First of all, it is only effective for opponents whose mental power is weaker than theirs. Secondly, it requires the soul master to keep playing the magic flute, because once it stops, the opponent will Get rid of control, and in the process of playing, the soul power will be continuously consumed. With Luo Ruo's current strength, even if all the soul power is exhausted, it can only last for ten breaths at most.

However, ten breaths of time is enough for them to rush out!

Zhang Jindong solemnly sacrificed his martial spirit and said to Yuan Wentian and Luo Ruo behind him: "Follow me!" After saying that, he took the lead to attack the group of wind demon wolves.

With a flash of red light, Zhang Jindong had a long spear as red as blood. The gun exuded a violent aura. It was his martial soul flame gun.

Wherever the red light passes, a wind demon wolf will fall to the ground, and the bloody atmosphere will spread all of a sudden.

Luo Ruo and Yuan Wentian followed closely behind. Luo Ruo had to play the magic flute all the time. In just three breaths, one-third of her soul power had been consumed.

Seeing Zhang Jindong charging among the wolves, Yuan Wentian felt a little miserable, a little frightened, and even a little strangely excited, and his body began to tremble slightly.

In this kind of close combat with swords and guns that are bloody and life-threatening, people's character is often tested the most.Blood, intestines, internal organs, flying around with Zhang Jindong's spear, splashing on his body, the scene of the wolves, and the strong smell of blood stimulated Yuan Wentian's soul again and again.

"Ouch~~" At this time, the howl of the leader of the wolf pack sounded again, and Yuan Wentian felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle. It hurt a little, as if it was a pain in his soul.

This stinging pain was insignificant to Yuan Wentian, who had practiced Buddhist and Taoist techniques, but this stinging pain woke up the hypnotized Gale Demon Wolf.

The wolves suddenly became commotion and scattered the three of them. Luo Ruo was forced to stop playing the requiem in the middle of it.

One of the ten-year-old Gale Demonic Wolf seemed to realize that this human cub was the weakest, and immediately rushed towards Yuan Wentian with its teeth and claws bared.

Yuan Wentian suppressed the panic in his heart and kept himself calm. The more he faced the danger of life and death, the more he had to detach himself from the incident, so that he could make accurate judgments.

Yuan Wentian bit his lip and drew blood. He used his Qingfeng sword to face the rushing wind demon wolf.

This is the first time he has experienced a life-and-death battle. It is different from the usual small fights in the academy. Either you die or I die. There is no room for mercy or mercy. Otherwise, once the timidity and courage weaken, he will not be able to show much. Strength, when the time comes, you will be the one who dies.

Yuan Wentian made a lunge, twisted his waist, and dodged the flying wind demon wolf, and then stabbed the wolf's belly with his sword without any fancy.

"Pfft~"

The bloody light suddenly appeared, and the wind demon wolf was immediately cut into two pieces cleanly by Yuan Wentian.

The body structures of wolves and dogs are very similar, and they are known as tofu waist with bronze head and iron bones. Their waist is the most vulnerable point in the body.

Yuan Wentian's blood surged and his arms trembled slightly. This sword seemed to use all his strength, and he was stunned for a moment.

However, soon a second wind demon wolf rushed up, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the Qingfeng sword.

Yuan Wentian planned to withdraw the sword, but found that the Qingfeng sword had been bitten tightly and could not be withdrawn at all.

Not only that, he was also pulled forward two steps by this wind demon wolf.

After all, Yuan Wentian only has tenth level soul power. Even though he has practiced Buddhist and Taoist techniques, he still has difficulty defeating the Gale Demon Wolf, who has hundreds of years of cultivation.

At the moment of life and death, Yuan Wentian suddenly gained wisdom, pressed down his hands slightly, slightly changed the angle of the sword, and the two methods of Buddhism and Taoism were operating to the extreme.

"Poof~" Half of the Wind Demon Wolf's head flew up, killing him instantly.

Just when Yuan Wentian was about to breathe a sigh of relief, two more wind demon wolves appeared in front of him, lowered their figures, growled low, bared their teeth, and revealed a fierce look on their faces.

Faced with the siege of the two wind demon wolves in front of him, Yuan Wentian suppressed the fear in his heart, split Huashan with one move, and slashed at the wind demon wolf in front of him.

But the Gale Demonic Wolf was a wind soul beast, and its body was extremely flexible. It easily jumped sideways to avoid Yuan Wentian's slashing attack.

Yuan Wentian's slash failed, causing a cloud of dust to hit the ground.

The other Gale Demonic Wolf seemed to sense an opportunity, its eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and it rushed towards Yuan Wentian with its big mouth.

The two wind demon wolves attacked from both sides, immediately putting Yuan Wentian into a passive situation, full of dangers.

Because this was the first time for him to fight like this, the fire was still light, and he was worried about being killed, so he inevitably had some scruples and was clumsy. The swordsmanship Lu Xueqi taught him became incoherent and completely disrupted.

"Be careful!" Luo Ruo, who rushed out of the encirclement, stepped forward to protect Yuan Wentian, using his flute instead of a stick, he chopped off the head of one of the wind demon wolves.

Because the requiem was forcibly interrupted by the howling of the wolf pack leader, Luo Ruo still retained nearly one-third of his soul power.Although she was not an offensive soul master, her level 33 soul power was real. When the flute was smashed down, it immediately smashed the head of the wind demon wolf directly into pieces.

The red and white brains and blood splashed onto Yuan Wentian's face, and the smell of blood was so strong that Yuan Wentian almost vomited.

"Hold on, learn to adapt to it!" Yuan Wentian gritted his teeth and turned his back to Luo Ruo, only to find a green light coming towards him quickly.

It is the signature skill of the Wind Demon Wolf, the Wind Blade.

The wind blade issued by the century-old wind demon wolf is definitely not something that Yuan Wentian can block now.Luo Ruo turned his back to the wind blade again and had no time to react.

In desperation, Yuan Wentian took out a porcelain bottle from Liuyun Bag and threw it towards the wind blade.

"Bang!" The porcelain bottle burst suddenly, the red mist dispersed, and a spicy smell spread.

The wind blade was also blocked by the porcelain bottle and red mist, so its strength and speed were weakened. Yuan Wentian took the opportunity to hold Luo Ruo down and fall to the ground, avoiding the wind blade.

The red mist dispersed with the wind, and the nearest few wind demon wolves fell to the ground one after another. They seemed to be in hell, with almost no sense of sight and smell. They howled in agony and rolled around on the ground.

This is chili powder made from the "big red peppers" in Zhang Xiaofan's vegetable garden. If it is sprayed on the face, even humans will faint because they can't stand the spicy smell, not to mention that their sensory abilities are dozens of times stronger than humans. The wind demon wolf.

Soon, the wind demon wolves that fell on the ground felt a chill on their necks, and then the hellish feeling disappeared, and the entire wolf felt much refreshed...

The other wind demon wolves retreated continuously for fear of harming Chi Yu.

"Good boy, well done!"

As the Gale Demon Wolf retreated, Zhang Jindong, who had been "focused on greeting" by the wolf pack, suddenly became less stressed. Yuan Wentian and Luo Ruo took this opportunity to reunite with Zhang Jindong.

Seeing that the chili powder had a miraculous effect, Yuan Wentian immediately took out another porcelain bottle and threw it towards the place where the wolves were concentrated.

"Snapped!"

Another piece of red mist spread, and the wind demon wolves fell to the ground and howled, kicking their legs and rolling around.

Finally, the three of them broke out of the siege with the help of the cover of chili powder, but before everyone could be happy, a green shadow of more than four meters blocked the way of the three.

Qingying opened his mouth, and the overwhelming wind blades hit the three of them.