Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

Chapter 232 Disperse, pack of wolves!

The rain covering the entire Nibelung stopped instantly, but in the blink of an eye, the noisy and urgent rain fell again.

The torrential rain that flooded the entire city replaced the rain brought by the turbulent flow of elements!
A sense of intense oppression also followed, which belonged to the oppression of the soul.

Odin sat on the eight-legged Pegasus, calmly watching Lu Mingfei who was wrapped in black mist.

He is a little concerned about what kind of situation can make a person's strength increase exponentially.

The bloodline is purified, the bloodline is blessed, or is it formed by secret techniques or powerful alchemy props like some guys.

The next moment, the black mist dispersed under the strong wind pressure, Lu Mingfei's figure was completely exposed, and the group of dead servants who slowly surrounded were also shaken back.

The dark golden pupils light up in the dark city, majestic like the king of gods.

Lu Mingfei was wearing a long black windbreaker and stood at the intersection of the No. 0 elevated road, watching the enemies all the way to the end of the city, and at the same time examining the Nibelungen, which was made up of death and decay.

He put his left hand on the black long knife on the left side of his waist, and heard the crows of ravens all over the mountains and fields in his ears, and suddenly felt a burst of noise.

"The withered and weak soul can retreat." Lu Mingfei said.

The moment he opened his mouth, the impact of spiritual pressure followed, and in the Nibelungen where no human beings existed, he unscrupulously released his spiritual pressure.

Under the release of spiritual pressure, the hem of the black clothes fluttered in the wind.

First there was a burst of mourning, and then the mourning of the crowd. The ravens in the sky were knocked down by the spiritual pressure one after another. Just like what Lu Mingfei said, the weak souls left the stage.

Only two ravens whispering on Odin's shoulders survived. According to the legend, these are Fokine, which symbolizes thought, and Wuni, which symbolizes memory.

Of course, their essence is actually no different from the ravens flying all over the sky. They can survive only because they happen to be on Odin's body.

In addition, those dead servants formed from weak souls also knelt down one after another, as if they were meeting the monarch.

"Is this the Heroic Spirits you selected for Ragnarok? If that's the case, I think you should leave the group. This kind of thing won't survive three chapters, okay?"

While releasing the spiritual pressure, Lu Mingfei talked trash talk before the match.

Facing Lu Mingfei's provocation, Odin just lightly raised his armored hand, and then squeezed it tightly.

A large group of black shadows slowly stood up from the stagnant water in the city. They were all wearing black windbreakers without exception, and held rusty weapons in their hands.

The hand that held the weapon was dry and pale, with sharp claws.

In an instant, a black army descended into the world, and the golden pupils lit up one after another in the hood of the windcloak, and the light was like an erratic flame.

Unlike the previous deadpools with weak souls, this time the heroes who were actually selected by Odin came out. If they can be rated, then they are at least A-level deadpools!

The moment the black heroic spirit took shape, the two giant wolves took the lead, shaking their hair like silver needles.

Dragon scales covered the whole body, and the muscles released huge energy as they ran. They staggered towards Lu Mingfei's position with their liger-like bodies.

Facing the liger-like dragon subspecies, Lu Mingfei flicked out half of the white dagger with his left hand, and said softly:
"Impermanence is terrifying, Impermanence wolf, Impermanence tiger!"

The black earrings shook slightly, and a little ripple appeared from the air, connecting the spirit with reality.

A dreamlike giant white wolf and an equally dreamy white tiger come from fantasy to reality!
The white wolf and the white tiger jumped out of the white knife, and the two larger beasts in the spiritual realm stepped on the air, roaring like wolves and spitting out flames from their mouths.

As soon as the frost wolves of Odina, who can be collectively referred to as Keely and Kuliqi, stepped into the field of white flames, they began to burn, from scales to bones!
Also burning was the black Heroic Spirit who came over.

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the white flame breath seemed to anger the wolves. Countless frost wolves that had been ready to go ran out mightily at this moment, with a loud noise, like a thousand horses.

Even from a long distance, Lu Mingfei could feel the vibration of the ground.

Looking at the pack of wolves rushing over the viaduct and howling, Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of something interesting.

So he pulled out another section of the white short knife, and the white mist instantly filled the whole body, even the violent wind and rain could not blow away the mist.

"Scatter it, pack of wolves!"

As the white mist dissipated, white wolves full of spiritual fire appeared behind Lu Mingfei, densely packed.

The black earrings swayed slightly, and the pack of wolves passed by Lu Mingfei's side one after another, roaring and pounced on the opposite frost wolf.

When the two met, the frost wolves pierced through the body of the white wolf one after another, but the moment they rushed out, their souls dissipated.

Similar to the pack of wolves separated by Yi Ren's soul, the physical attacks of the pack of wolves used by Lu Mingfei are basically ineffective. They are like will-o'-the-wisps, invisible to touch.

Facing the defenseless soul, they directly penetrated through.

The white wolves became more and more powerful, constantly harvesting all the souls they encountered. In this collision, they used flames to wipe out the deadpool with strong souls, and scattered the weaker souls with their bodies.

In the end, even the Deadpool learned to stay out of their way.

Lu Mingfei rested his arms on the long knife at his waist, watching the scene.

After devouring the frost wolves, with a thought in his mind, countless white wolves stepped into the air, stepped on the breeze, and charged towards Odin standing on the divine way.

Odin raised his lava-like gaze, watching the pack of wolves who were counterattacking.

Thin ice lines began to form in the surrounding water, and gradually transformed into thick ice edges.

Ice edges emerged from the soles of Odin's feet, and a [-]-meter dragon snake made of ice began to stretch its body and spread rapidly, using its body to block the white wolves burning with spiritual fire.

Immediately afterwards, two, three, and finally nine huge creatures made up of ice snakes of a hundred meters appeared in the world in this storm.

They breathed low-temperature water to fight against the white flame breath of the pack of wolves.

"Yan Ling Jiuying."

Facing the fierce beast that Lu Mingfei communicated from the spiritual realm, Odin released the creatures kept deep in his consciousness, connected his spirit with reality, and visualized it with water as a medium!

It possesses the powers of spirit, ice, and fire, and its degree of danger is no less than that of the word spirit, which is named after the ancient authority.

Under the domain of Jiuying, no white wolf can cross this boundary.

After a long confrontation, Lu Mingfei understood that this move was of little use to Odin, so he inserted the white knife back.

Countless white wolves also returned to the blade.

(End of this chapter)