This was a dense forest. Ancient trees towered up into the sky with vines coiling around them. Some people's arms were as thick as horned dragons.

It was a Violent Bear, a Rank Four Demonic Beast. It was currently being roasted over a fire, turning it into a golden color. It was unceasingly oiling, and it was emitting a rich smell of meat.

"Big brother, the news is correct, right? We risked our lives to enter this place. " A man with a hideous scar on his face that resembled a centipede looked at a tall bearded man and asked. His eyes flickered with a fiery light.

"Yeah, big brother, is the news you received true? It can't be a lie! " A lean man who looked like a thin bamboo asked in a probing manner.

The others also looked at the bearded man suspiciously.

Seeing that his brother, who had risked his life for so many years, actually doubted the authenticity of his words, the bearded man panicked, "Brother, in so many years, when have I ever lied to you?"

"This time, I got the exact information so I summoned everyone here. We will be doing something big, and as long as we succeed this time, we won't have to worry about anything else for the rest of our lives. We don't need to lick blood on our blades like this every day."

"Big Brother, is it true?" The lean man was still in disbelief.

"Humph!" The bearded man was already unhappy, he slapped the Cosmic Bag on his waist, carefully took out a mass of snow-like fur and a jade bottle that contained crimson and crystalline blood, and gave it to the skinny man, snorting: "Monkey, see this? This is the Flying Wolf King's hair and blood, it's still fresh."

The lean man received the fur and blood, his pupils slightly contracted as he nodded: "This fur does match the fur of the Eight-winged Flying Wolf, and this blood also exudes a vicious aura, emitting a pressure that frightens me. It is undoubtedly the blood of the Flying Wolf King!"

"I'm not lying to you, right?" The bearded man looked up and said in a complacent manner.

"I wonder how big brother obtained this thing." A plump man's eyes lit up and he slightly squinted his eyes as he asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I had something to do in the mountains yesterday, so I encountered a heavily injured and dying Quasi-Martial Saint. I snatched it from his body. The bearded man said with a smile. A greedy look flashed across his eyes.

"But, boss, that Flying Wolf is after all an early stage fifth stage Demonic Lord, and it is said that it also has the bloodline of a seventh stage Demonic Beast, the Eight-winged Flying Wolf. It can even fight a mid-stage fifth stage Demonic Lord, and it is one of the hegemons of this Tianfeng Mountain Range.

They have countless strong Demonic Beast under their hands, I am afraid we are not strong enough! " A big fellow in green frowned as he spoke, his face filled with fear.

"Yes!"

"That's right. With our cultivations, it probably won't even be enough to slap it."

The others hurriedly nodded in agreement when they heard this.

"Hehe!" The bearded man's eyes flashed with a trace of cunning that did not match his appearance, and he sneered: "That Flying Wolf just gave birth to a cub a few days ago.

It was the night of full moon the day before yesterday, and it felt the opportunity to break through. It overestimated itself and made a breakthrough, but as a result, it failed and suffered heavy injuries.

Other than the few loyal guards who were completely loyal, the other Demon King Demon Emperor s all took advantage of the Wolf King's severe injury to betray their master, causing the Wolf King's injuries to increase.

Otherwise, how could that martial artist, who only had Quasi-Martial Saint cultivation, escape from its hands? Furthermore, it was injured, so one could imagine how much damage it had suffered.