How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 467 Three Heads and Six Arms
Yurong Wang Xianlang went one step further to become a golden immortal, but he did not choose to attack Wolf City with all the power of the demon kingdom in the extreme north.

The appearance of coming alone shows that there can only be one monster king in the extreme northern wilderness.

This kind of life-and-death battle at the beginning of the advanced stage is very important for honing the combat power of the entire Golden Immortal stage. After the advanced stage, the cultivator has made a huge leap in mastering the laws of heaven and earth and spiritual power, and his own fighting consciousness wants to adapt to this leap It's not easy.

Human monks like to hold Dao meetings at this time, and secretly confront each other while debating the principles of Dao.

On the other hand, the Yaozu will follow the instinctive choice in their hearts, celebrating and controlling this leap with a hearty fight.

Therefore, no matter for King Yurong or Lang Xing, the state of mind at the moment is vaguely expecting.

Lang Xing kicked his feet, and the monster body of thousands of feet rolled up the violent wind and jumped directly into the sky. King Yurong beat his chest with both hands, not to be outdone, and landed on all fours, with his front paws slamming down hard, his whole body seemed to be out of shape. He loaded the cannonball and chased after Lang Xing.

The decisive battlefield is above the wilderness, so as to avoid the aftermath of the battle from causing too much damage to the low-level monsters.

After all, both the wolf city and the demon country will belong to the winner's property, and the two demons obviously think that they are the one who has the last laugh.

"You are very mysterious. It is unbelievable that you can develop a huge force under my nose in such a short period of time. After I really value the existence of Wolf City, I find that the cost of destroying Wolf City will seriously slow down my progress. Advanced speed." King Yurong's voice was like boulders rubbing against each other, hoarse and cold with a bit of determination.

"But what I didn't expect is that you almost advanced to Jinxian at the same time as me. I have to sigh, the magic of fate."

Under the impact of the energy of the two demons, the clouds within thousands of miles in the sky were dispersed, and the moonlight poured into the wasteland without hindrance. Under the reflection of the frost on the ground, the polar night appeared brighter than ever before.

Lang Xing stared at King Yurong's belly covered with golden ape fur. The impact of the violent beating just now made his belly bounce like waves.

For the strong Jinxian, the so-called belly meat can never be useless fat, it is very likely that it is some kind of energy that has been fixed in this form.

"Actually, I have seen your avatar a long time ago. If you dare to claim the title of God's Exorcist, King Yurong must have his own views on the current situation in the Three Realms!"

In the sea of ​​Lang Xing's knowledge, he kept recalling the flesh and blood avatar formula, and imagined the images of the human avatar and the corpse demon avatar. After the indestructible sky demon formula was formed, he had new insights into the use of avatars, and naturally he happily communicated with King Yurong , try to delay some time.

"Hehe! What qualifications does a mere Golden Immortal have to talk about the situation in the Three Realms? The world's quasi-sages are alive, and it is a blessing to be able to occupy a little remote territory in the human world like me. If you want to participate in the general trend of the Three Realms, First ask the quasi-sage of the monster clan to come forward and raise the flag!"

King Yurong showed the disdainful smile of a big brother who has experienced the darkness of society and saw a young man with beautiful fantasies.

If Lang Xing talked to him about the ownership of the extreme northern wasteland, King Yurong would still seriously consider it. At this time, he couldn't help lowering his evaluation of Lang Xing for this young man who was talking about the general trend of the Three Realms.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and the folds of hairless skin and protruding palate of the ape's face formed a grim grin.

The demonic light flickered in his hand, and a long whip made from the muscles and bones of various creatures swung violently.

In an instant, dozens of ancient gods appeared in the air, and with their long whips, they drove away these giant beasts that combined the power of demon power and the power of barbarian beliefs, and charged towards Lang Xing!
And the one rushing to the front was the ancient god enshrined by the Ewen tribe that Lang Xing had seen—the tiger demon "Bai Nacha God" who contained the blood of the white tiger.

After King Yurong advanced, he seemed to have a more delicate control over the ancient gods driven by them. With long whips waving, the gods ran wildly. Some former orchestra conductors even waved their batons to control the beauty of the musicians' performances.

A cold light flashed in Lang Xing's eyes, and he said lightly: "I wanted to tell you about the general trend of the future, but you only value your own one-acre three-point land, King Yurong, your road is narrow!"

At the very moment, Lang Xing's whole body was filled with gray energy, and his flesh and blood pulsated at an extremely fast frequency. He transformed, and a head grew out on the left and right sides of the wolf's head. Out, the ancient beast had a splitting headache, and its speed suddenly dropped.

The other head looked like a corpse demon with blue face and fangs. As he opened his eyes, Lang Xing's back spread out thousands of feet of dragon wings covered with black scales.

There are also two pairs of arms growing from the sides of the body, holding the Zhantian Sword and the Bone Transforming Sword respectively, and cut out several sword beams.

Three heads and six arms!

The dragon's wings vibrated, and Lang Xing directly entered the explosive state of the immortal sky demon, rushing into the herd of ancient gods and beasts without fear, and the Gengjin wolf claws without a sword pierced directly into Bai Nacha's tiger head.

The heads of the human race and the corpse demon each controlled the divine sword and spirit treasure to stop other ancient beasts. Lang Xing's wolf claw made a sharp mistake, and the tiger's head was broken in half like a rotten watermelon.

With a flash of cold light from the Zhantian Sword, the split tiger's head snapped off at the sound, and the giant mouth technique moved at will, and the tiger's head was directly swallowed by Lang Xing.

With the Immortal Sky Demon and the power roulette, what Lang Xing is most afraid of is this kind of group battle!

"Good boy! Interesting!"

King Yurong grinned ferociously, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, but his hands kept moving, the whip tip made a crackling sound, and the explosion seemed to contain some special law. Fearing death, he rushed to Lang Xing and buried Lang Xing directly in it.

He is extremely confident, dozens of berserk ancient gods, even ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals, will be consumed to death alive!

He spat out a magic weapon with a short whistle that shone with silver luster. Under the short and sharp whistle, the beasts emitted strange black air.

The black air is connected to the Yurong King's spiritual realm, twisting and deforming with the sound of the whistle, like a formless monster devouring people.

King Yurong agitated his demonic aura and his face was solemn. Obviously, this kind of supernatural power is also a means of suppressing the bottom of the box for him, and it is not easy to display it.

He wanted to refine Lang Xing into an ancient god puppet after the ancient god beast beat Lang Xing seriously!
clack clack...

A weird, strange, and terrifying chewing sound came from the black air.

King Yurong showed a satisfied smile on his face, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other hand that was not holding the long whip, his feet softened, and he fell directly into the air.

This quick method of refining gods almost emptied his body of monster energy, and now he began to worry about whether the violent ancient gods and beasts would directly bite and devour Lang Xing, making him unable to refine.

He took out a five-rank elixir filled with immortal energy. This kind of rare treasure from the heavens, bought at a huge price, is extremely rare in human sects. Many demon immortals who have no heels have never even heard of it. .

This is knowledge and background, young and strong.

King Yurong glanced at the giant beast battle group, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, renewed his demonic aura, and gave an order to stop eating.

In the next moment, he was horrified to find that the sound of swallowing and chewing did not shrink at all, but became louder and louder, and the sound also moved from the center of the battle group to the edge of the battle group!

(End of this chapter)