Chapter 168 Reunion

"Roar!" "Roar!"... Many dragon-like giant wolves roared in fear, staying in place, shivering, unwilling, or in other words, daring to stop moving forward.

"It will take a while to cultivate before it will come in handy." Sitting on the wolf king, Morea, looking at the wolves behind him, shook his head helplessly.

He has already felt that Troy is not far ahead. According to the contract's steady and increasing soul fluctuations over time, Morea can confirm one thing. The big cat, who has long been at the peak of gold, is advancing. .

That was the real reason Troy stayed where he was and didn't join him a few days ago.

As for the reason why the wolves did not dare to move forward... Morea looked at the jungle that seemed to be no different from the front and behind, and smiled helplessly. He could feel that there was a terrifying atmosphere in front of him.

That is a legendary breath, very familiar, and Morea has seen the owner of this breath.

"The mother of the big cat, came here before." Morea flew away from the wolf king's back and entered the jungle filled with legends.

He didn't force the wolf king into the jungle, just sitting on its back, he could clearly feel that the wolf's body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Don't disappoint me too much." Morea, who entered the jungle, looked back and saw that most of its hair had turned into a golden wolf, "Although you were chosen by me at will, you have endured the long-term training of my breath. , it's not impossible to fight against the aura left by the legend."

"Prove to me that you have the qualifications for me to continue to cultivate." After leaving a sentence, Morea turned around, suspended in the air, and flew to the location of Troy that he sensed.

"Roar!" The wolf king, who had advanced to gold and already possessed human-like intelligence, let out a low roar, and in the dark wolf pupils, a very humane flash of unwillingness flashed.

Carrying Morea over the mountains and mountains, carrying the wolves to rampage in the wilderness, hundreds of thousands of miles across, and everywhere, all the monsters retreated, how majestic.

But the wolf king knows why they can be so arrogant, not because of the growing number and strength of wolves, but because of the terrifying existence of Morea, whoever opposes it will be easily suppressed by Morea's backhand.

If there is no Morea, it is just a little fierce wolf in the wilderness, ignorant, struggling to survive, how to get to this point today.

Without Morea, no matter how many times the number of dragon-like wolves, they would be hunted down by monsters along the way to the point where there would be no slag left.

Morea is the greatest opportunity in its wolf life,

But now, its performance has disappointed Morea, and it is about to lose this opportunity and has the possibility of being abandoned.

The wolf king, who has already possessed a very high intelligence, understands that Morea gives it the first and last chance to walk into this jungle filled with the breath of legendary beast kings, and fight against the remnants that it wants to prostrate and worship. Coercion.

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"Hu! Hu! Hu..." The gentle wind surged in the cave, and when it blew through the uneven stone wall, it made a slight whistling sound, and Morea stood at the entrance of the cave that was obviously dug out temporarily. Looking at the big white cat lying in the deepest part of the cave and making a slight breathing sound, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The gentle wind blew by Morea's side, causing his hem and shoulder-length black hair to sway in the wind, making him look even more elegant.

"I'm in a deep sleep, I can't even control my power." Morea looked at Troy, who had become a wind source, and shook his head. All the wind in the cave came from Troy. This is a kind of uncontrollable power. Performance.

"The essence of the wind!" Then, Morea stared at the thick layer of cyan crystal under the big cat, and unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth. This thing was one of the foods he supplemented and consumed every day.

At this moment, Moria's back was slightly cold, and he seemed to be targeted by something. But Morea's face was calm, without any change, he knew what was staring at him.

"Troy is my partner, and I will never touch it to interfere with its advancement."

It seemed to be talking to himself, but when he said this, Morea felt a slight light behind him, as if he had just stared at his existence and had already looked away.

"Huh!" Morea let out a slight breath, walked slowly to Troy's side, glanced at a few very obvious tiger palm prints next to him, and the slightly sinking ground, which was a lying mark.

Not long ago, a huge feline creature once lay beside Troy. The legendary pressure and the familiar aura that pervaded the surroundings all explained who the legendary creature was guarding Troy before.

"Just left." Morea looked around and muttered to herself, "Maybe she sensed my arrival, so she tore the space and left directly.

Why don't you see me? It stands to reason that I should be scolded, after all, I am implicated in its daughter. "

"Yeah!" After thinking about the mess for a while, Morea turned her attention to Troy's snow-white soft hair, and had an urge to lie down.

But thinking about it, Morea restrained this conflict. After all, the tiger mother of the big cat might still be watching from the space gap.

So, Morea crossed her knees, sat in the air, and began to fall into a state of meditation. Kill the time and wait for the big cat to recover. The white tiger is not a giant dragon, and the sleeping time will definitely not be as long as the dragons.

As for the group of dragon-like wolves outside the cave, he ignored it. The wolf king was eroded by his breath for two months, and his life level rose again and again. It definitely has the capital to counter the coercion of the legend, but it is not to let it face the legend.

If he can't even bear the aura of a legend, Morea can only consider changing a wolf, spending some time, and re-cultivating it.

After all, he needs this pack of wolves in the future to keep expanding, traversing the entire subcontinent of Ionia, looking for the traces of the six bastard dragons.

...

The cyan tiger pupils slowly opened, and under the body, twelve azure-colored soul rings slowly appeared, and the wind blowing from it gradually became stronger, and slowly, the wind became The wind blade, with a hint of edge, scratched long marks on the stone wall of the cave.

"Boom!" When Troy's cyan tiger pupils were fully opened, a wind column was formed that completely enveloped the tiger's body, which had grown to more than forty meters.

At the moment when the hurricane column was formed, it directly overturned the top of the cave, and the wind column shot up into the sky, extending into the clouds, and countless white clouds converged towards it, forming a slowly rotating cloud vortex.

The clear sky turned dark, strong winds blew between the mountains and forests, and thousands of trees fell...