Chapter 154 Variation

"Ah! Shit, the demon wolf rushed out, and we are going to die here this time!" Nangong Yu's face turned pale in an instant, and his tone was extremely heavy.

"I must wash your blood and slowly torture you to death!" The devil wolf has a cruel and vicious face.

Although he was not hurt by Lin Jian's attack, Lin Jian gave him infinite shame. "Only your blood can wash away my shame."

With the strength of the demon wolf king, dealing with the spiritual practitioners is like harvesting wheat straw without any effort, but this time it fell into Lin Jian's hands and suffered a loss.

This is something he can't stand anyway.

"Puff!" After the ice god's cold spirit was instantly broken by the wolf king, Lin Jian was not breathed for a moment, and he only felt the blood surging in his body, and his throat was sweet, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin Jian, are you all right?" Bai Linger stared at Lin Jian nervously.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, it's just a minor injury." Lin Jian shook his head and looked at Bai Linger gratefully.

"I just didn't expect that the Tianmo Wolf King was so powerful that he broke my ice god's chill at once. Is this the real power at the peak of the nine changes of the virtual spirit? Is the huge gap in the realm of cultivation really insurmountable? Compared with his injury, Lin Jian was more shocked by the power of the demon wolf to instantly break the ice god.

Others don't know the power of the cold spirit of the ice god. Lin Jian himself can deeply understand that the ice god is a flame formed by the fusion of the power of the fire secret, the fire burial sword secret, the power of real fire, the power of volcanic flame, the power of the ice-footed red bird's life and the power of ice and snow, the frost dungeon and the power of the ten thousand dragon prison fire. And this time, he not only used the power of ice, but also the power of ice and fire.

Beyond any previous power of ice god cold and soul inflammation, but even so, it is still instantly broken by the demon wolf king without any suspense. In the face of the huge cultivation gap, everything else is empty talk. Even if there is divine Taoism, it can't make up for the gap between the early peak of stepping on the spirit and the peak of the nine changes of the virtual spirit. .

"Ha-••••• Did you just say that this is the real power at the peak of the nine transformations of the virtual spirit? Who told you that what you just saw is the real power of the peak of the nine changes? Human boy, don't be too smart, just because you are qualified to see my real power? It's still far away. You're far from enough!" The devil Wolfjun raised a trace of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing at Lin Jian's self-measurability and cleverness.

"Well, I won't talk nonsense with you. That's all. Go to hell." The voice of the wolf became cold in vain.

Then, the demon wolf did nothing, but locked his breath on the four people of Lin Jian, and the fierce momentum was overwhelming, like Mount Tai, on the four people of Lin Jian.

Heappressed their chests and almost couldn't breathe.

It's like a group of hungry wolves who haven't eaten for three days, killing Xiao Suo, Ling Yi's gloomy, cold and terrible, as well as the cruel killing and bloody killing. The momentum of the demon wolf king is oppressed, as if it has become an image, as if it has become a specific spiritual world.

Under the pressure of the spirit of the demon wolf king, Lin Jian is an ordinary person with no power to bind chickens in this hungry wolf roaring spiritual world. He is so weak and has almost no resistance.

The demon wolf did not do anything, but oppressed the four people of Lin Jian with momentum. He walked slowly, seemingly as light as a feather, but every step was heavier than Mount Tai.

Every step down, it seems that another mountain oppresses their chest. Every step, Lin Jian's body and heart became heavier, as if they were about to suffocate to death, and even the strength to breathe was passing.

bean-sized beads of sweat slid down their forehead and cheeks, and their back bones were half cold. Lin Jian's faces became more and more pale, like thin paper, without any anger.

The demon wolf king is getting closer and closer to the four people of Lin Jian, and the oppression carried by the four people of Lin Jian is getting heavier and heavier. The corners of Nangong Yu's mouths began to slowly ooze blood because they could not withstand the strong pressure, and the red blood slid down the corners of their mouths, which was bleak.

The situation is becoming more and more critical. Once the Wolf King walks in front of Lin Jian, it is the time for them to die.

When things have developed to this extent, Lin Jian has not paid any attention. In the face of the absolute cultivation gap, even if he sacrifices an artifact, it is impossible to compete with the Demon Wolf King.

The artifact seizes the creation of heaven and earth and participates in the mystery of yin and yang, but it is a pity that Lin Jian's cultivation is shallow and weak, which is far from enough to exert the power of the artifact.

"Cough..." The pressure became heavier and heavier, and Lin Jian finally did not bear it. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth again, and the red blood oozed down the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that we are destined to fall here this time."

"The demon wolf is too powerful and invincible."

"Alas•••"

Now, Lin Jian has no choice. In fact, it is easy for the demon wolf to kill them, but they have offended the demon wolf king before, so the demon wolf should slowly torture them and die, and let Lin Jian die in pain and despair.

Sometimes a happy death is much more refreshing than a painful death.

"Ji Jie•••••• Human boy, lowly ants, go to hell." The devil wolf sneered at the corners of his mouth and looked at the dying Lin Jian. Finally, a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart, and then he was about to erase them.

But at this time, the mutiny suddenly emerged. Just as the demon wolf was about to give the last blow to the four Lin Jian and deprive them of their lives, a gloomy chill suddenly rushed out of the spirit stone mine.

The strange and gloomy cold, like the gray of death, suddenly came without any signs or traces.

Everything came so strangely, all came so inexplicably, just like the color of cold air, the strange gray of death.

So gloomy and horrible, the gray of death, without any warning, soon enveloped the whole spirit stone mine, which stretched for dozens of miles, was almost all shrouded.

The gray of death seems to come from hell, full of the breath of death, but there is no ghost crying and howling, but gloomy and calm, but it makes people feel creepy.

The gray of death, those are all ghosts.

"What happened?" The demon wolf was suddenly shocked. He was very familiar with the spiritual stone mine. He had never found this kind of gray gas in the spiritual stone mine.

"What are these gray gases? It's neither resentment nor magic. How can there be such a gas in the northwest ghost?

"I know! Could it be that Bai Linger exclaimed, but even she didn't seem to believe it.