Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

The Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf is not an ordinary warrior like the Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf. It has stronger explosive power and faster speed. It has a body that is not inferior to the Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf, and it also controls the power of the wind.

"Huhhhhhhhh!!!"

The wind blew, and when the little wind spirit heard Bai Mo's instructions, it immediately whipped up a strong wind. The wind breath changed on it, turning into the shape of a five-meter-high Feilian beast with the head of a bird and the body of a deer. It was like a god and demon carrying a storm, and directly hit it. To the soul-splitting wind wolf.

Facing the chaotic and violent wind, the soul-splitting wind wolf's green eyes were indifferent, as if there was a wisp of disdain in the eyes of a cold and murderous god. It is also the king of wind.

So I have to use my ability to attract the wind and teach the little guy in front of me.

As it ran, more and more wind gathered around it, dancing and spinning. But it soon discovered that more violent winds were controlled by that strange beast composed entirely of wind.

However, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf was not panicked. How could a fake beast made of mere wind dare to compete with him in terms of physical strength?

The distance of more than fifty meters was reached in an instant.

Wind Ling's alien beast's iron body composed of endless wind breath collided with Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf's body, which was stronger than steel.

"boom!!!!!"

Two storms, one large and one small, were brought together by two galloping beasts. It formed a larger cyclonic wave of wind, blowing around with overwhelming momentum and power.

The strong wind blew through, leaving countless marks of swords on the ground. It brought up dust and dust all over the sky. The strong wind blew away cars, broke trees, pushed everything around, and severely knocked down several buildings.

Bai Mo relied on his control of the wind to avoid the surging aftermath of the battle with ease.

But he saw that the wind that was gradually weakening around him began to pick up again.

In the center of the tornado, the collision between Wind Spirit and Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf did not take advantage. Its hard body built with high-speed wind is not as heavy as a real flesh and blood body.

As a result, it dispersed directly into invisible wind, truly exerting the Wind Spirit's unparalleled ability to control the wind.

The wind and waves in the aftermath of the battle were directly turned into giant wind darts that were spinning.

The three-meter-long wind dart rotated, tearing up the air with fierce aura, and drove towards the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf in front of him.

The soul-splitting wind wolf knew that his ability to control the wind was not as good as the unpredictable creature in front of him. Facing the incoming wind dart, it ran directly. It turns into afterimages and rushes towards Bai Mo. This thing is obviously summoned by that human being. It just needs to kill this human being!

However, how could the wind spirit let him get his wish? The wind dart became faster and directly caught up with the soul-breaking wind wolf.

“Swish, swish, swish!!!”

Facing the life-threatening attack, Soul Splitting Wind Wolf's blue fur flashed with light, and it suddenly accelerated, dodging all of Feng Zhan.

A series of spinning slashes with powerful tearing power hit the ground, splashing away earth and rocks, leaving deep slash marks.

With the sudden explosive power, the soul-splitting wind wolf appeared in front of Bai Mo in an instant, raised its thick wolf claws, and with viciousness and pride in its eyes, it fell towards the tiny human in front of it.

However, it found that its claws could not fall down.

The silver brilliance in Bai Mo's eyes was bright. He looked directly at the soul-splitting wind wolf in front of him. He heard a slight trembling in the space. The invisible palm grasped the claws of the soul-splitting wind wolf, directly picked it up and suspended it in mid-air. Smashed it to the ground hard.

boom! ! ! !

There was a loud noise, rocks pierced through the air, and a deep pit appeared on the ground again. It was actually deeper than the pit created by the force of the wind that swept the sky and fell.

"Hey~"

Feng Ling flew to Bai Mo's side and saw that his body was weirdly distorted by the impact, with bones poking out of his body, and blood rushing into pieces. The Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf, who was already on the verge of death, let out a mocking snort.

A condensed and powerful wind arrow directly penetrated its head, completely destroying it.

He eliminated the warrior who sneaked up on him, slayed the monsters along the way, and found two more caves to destroy them. When he came to the third one, he found that there was already an official mage here.

Then he thought that Lingling should have told them the news, and he still had 30% of his magic power left, so Bai Mo rode the wind and flew towards Anjie.

As soon as they arrived outside the bridge near Anjie, they saw a figure riding on a ghost wolf beast talking to Mo Fan. Not far from them, two black beasts were approaching quickly.

"It's quite a coincidence." Bai Mo chuckled lightly and reached the sky above everyone at a faster speed.

"Bai Mo! Hurry, this Bai Yang is the Black Holy See!"

Mo Fan, who had dodged a claw attack from the Phantom Wolf, noticed something unusual in the air with sharp eyes and immediately shouted.

"I know!" Bai Mo responded calmly, stretched out his hand towards the two black beasts who wanted to make trouble, picked them up, and smashed them towards the ghost wolf beast.

The three monsters collided with their flesh and blood, and a sword shadow flashed past. Along with Bai Yang's cry of pain, the ghost wolf beast was killed directly, while the two black beast monsters, whose brains had been splattered in the collision just now, became silent.

Bai Mo looked at the stunned people, grabbed Bai Yang and headed into Anjie.

Zhankong and the others did not retreat here. They were obviously still fighting in Xuefeng Mountain, and there was an endless stream of people entering from the outside world. These people were the foundation of Bo City. The Magic Association was directing all parties. Bai Mo came to the command office and directly explained Bai Yang's identity and asked them to handle it on their own.

And he found Lingling, said hello, and asked Xiao Fengling to go back to rest, and he also began to meditate to recover.

The roar of the rain sounded like the thunder of war drums to the hearts of people in Anjie, but it was accompanied by the shouting of the war drums, but it was far away on the Xuefeng Mountain a hundred miles away.

The sky turned fiery red, covering the mountains. Rolling water vapor evaporated from around the sky. Zhankong raised his hands high, facing the wolves all over the mountains and plains, even if he knew he couldn't block them all, he still wanted to kill seven or eight of them.

The wrath of the sky trapped by the rain curtain rolled down, and all fell on the soul-splitting wind wolves below. These wolves, composed entirely of warriors, were like sharp heavy awls. With them, the scarred wolves The city gates could not withstand it.

Therefore, Zhan Kong poured all his magic towards them, but there were too many generals, and even the high-level Sky Flame Funeral could not destroy them all at once.

They are spending time with Zhan Kong. Whenever the Sky Flame Funeral approaches, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves will use their speed to dodge. Not every firework can fall on them. They gather wind power to blow out the flames on their bodies, as if they are gone. Seeing those fellow tribesmen being burned to death, they indifferently trampled them into the dirt and attacked the city gate again.

Above the city gate, Leng Qing stood upright, her pair of lone star-like pupils exuding the same color as stone, and the gray-white petrified power continued to rush forward, one by one, in groups.

The flowing wind, the falling rain, the trees in the mountains.

The demons under the city, climbing on the walls, and the demons that were constantly advancing were all turned into statues by the powerful power of petrification. Then he was crushed by the demon moving forward from behind.

But attacking so many demons at once, there is no shortage of warriors among them. Even though Leng Qing's high-level magic is mature and his cultivation is profound, as time goes by, the demons surge forward one after another. Nor can they be blocked for long.