Chapter 3120

Moro was shocked and angry and called a truce.

This time, he couldn't come up with a solution for three days. The only thing he could do was to send someone to urge the Great Wolf Lord. Facing the White Wolf, apart from the High Priest, he was the only one who could solve this problem.

But at this time, the Great Wolf Lord had just walked half of the way when the reinforcements had just arrived, and it would take at least three days to arrive.

The time was more satisfactory than Jiang Fan had imagined.

It was time to launch.

So, when Moro thought that the White Wolf God was still in the enemy's camp, the High Priest had already led it and 5,000 elite soldiers to join the 5,000 people who raided the Great Wolf Lord. This time, they launched the most fierce attack on the Great Wolf Lord's team.

The sudden appearance of the White Wolf God really surprised the Great Wolf Lord.

Since he was the only one who could control the White Wolf, he had to order the entire army to attack, and personally led the most powerful martial artist to try to approach and summon.

But the High Priest was obviously very worried about this and manipulated the White Wolf God to retreat. The Great Wolf Lord showed his amazing cultivation at this time, and he approached within 20 feet. Although the distance was far, his summons had obviously made the White Wolf God agitated.

Seeing that the high priest was about to lose control, the Great Wolf Lord was ecstatic, but the White Wolf God suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, and the next moment he let out an angry long howl and chased after him like a gust of wind.

The high priest saw this and no longer wanted to fight, and hurried to chase the white wolf.

Zaton immediately led the three hundred strongest men to chase after him at the same time without any hesitation.

Although there were only three hundred strong men guarding, the Great Wolf Lord was not worried at all, because the direction of the white wolf was actually the direction of the king's tent, and there were only a dozen strong men around the high priest.

Moreover, the battle was now one-sided. Zaton now had more than 50,000 people, and the other side was no match at all, and was directly dispersed. The Great Wolf Lord's side was now in large numbers and could launch a pursuit.

The other side seemed to understand this situation, and the ten thousand people were divided into more than a dozen groups and fled. The Great Wolf Lord's side also divided into many teams to chase and kill separately.

The strong men led by the Great Wolf Lord showed their extreme speed and chased for hundreds of miles.

As they chased, the Great Wolf Lord became more confident. The High Priest had already escaped for hundreds of miles, but there was still no one to pick him up, and his direction was different from that of the Crescent Moon Tribe, which meant that he had no backup.

In fact, even if there was, what would it matter? Zaton believed in his cultivation. With the protection of three hundred strong men, no one could stop him at any time.

The only problem was that the White Wolf God was too fast and had disappeared. Only the High Priest, who knew the White Wolf God well, could continue to chase. Although the High Priest had a strong cultivation, he was still chasing, and he often had to slow down to determine the direction. The Great Wolf Lord was getting closer and closer.

However, he didn't catch up so quickly. After all, Zaton was very careful and didn't dare to leave his guards, which caused the three hundred strong men to slow down his pace.

After chasing and escaping, they were three hundred miles away in just half a day, but the Great Wolf Lord found something wrong.

The intuition generated by the blood connection told him that he was getting farther and farther away from the White Wolf God. He suddenly realized that the high priest had given up chasing the White Wolf and he was just running away. Upon closer inspection, the direction had indeed deviated.

Suddenly, Zaton faced a choice, to continue chasing the high priest or to chase the White Wolf.

In fact, in this case, killing the high priest first would be better for the overall situation, but he thought that the White Wolf was in a very bad state before. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to temporarily give up the high priest and chase the White Wolf God instead.

At this time, he didn't know that he was more than a hundred miles away from the White Wolf God and it would take more than an hour to get there.

What he didn't expect was that the White Wolf God was facing a life-and-death crisis.

The three-headed wolf monster surrounded it in a triangle, and there was a red bird flying above its head.

That's right, this is the gift that Mr. Jiang prepared for the White Wolf God.

Isn't it just a mountain and sea beast? You only have one, I have plenty!

Not only did he call in the three members of Gray Tailang's family, he also borrowed Suzaku. Although Huoyu was on a mission and couldn't leave, Young Master Jiang could command Suzaku himself.

The White Wolf God couldn't care about the offspring being held by Jiang Fan at this moment. His eyes flashed red, the hair on his neck exploded, and a low roar came out of his mouth. It felt the crisis of life and death.

The three wolves were strong enemies, and the Suzaku on the top of his head was an invincible existence. But it didn't retreat, but took the strongest fighting posture.

Jiang Fan watched from afar, and the fur ball in his hand had fallen into a coma. There was no way, he was still soft-hearted, and didn't want the fur ball, who had already had feelings for him, to see the scene of his mother being killed.

The battle between the four strange beasts began. The White Wolf God knew that he was defeated, but he didn't try to escape at all. Instead, he fought like a real king, a real wild fighter, until the last moment of his life, until he completely lost his strength.

The battle between the mountain and sea beasts shocked Jiang Fan inexplicably. Although there were only four of them, they seemed to reflect the scene from the wilderness. He could faintly see the beasts fighting for survival. Hearing their roars, the breath of ancient times came to his face, wild, magnificent, grand and heavy.

At that moment, Jiang Fan seemed to have traveled through time and space and felt the ancient times. What is indescribable is that there was a very familiar feeling...

This was an unequal battle between beasts. In the case of four against one, although the White Wolf God showed terrifying power and even bit off Xiaoyin's leg in this situation, it was still outnumbered, especially the Vermillion Bird, which was too powerful. The four auspicious beasts were originally one level higher than the king beast.

If Jiang Fan hadn't been afraid that it would escape, Taro's family of three would not have been used at all.

The White Wolf God was defeated and dying.

At this time, Jiang Fan dismissed the four beasts and stepped forward as the Great Wolf Lord.

Blood gushed out of the mouth of the White Wolf God, and the vitality was rapidly dissipating. The eyes were no longer scarlet, but restored to normal pupils.

At this moment, the White Wolf God looked at Jiang Fan without anger or hatred, but full of prayer.

Jiang Fan seemed to be psychic. He sensed that the White Wolf God hoped that he would not kill Maoqiu.

While sighing in his heart, he concentrated his mental power and conveyed his thoughts.

This was the first time he tried to use mental power to communicate with the hostile beast. Unexpectedly, he established a connection with the other party almost instantly.

The White Wolf God's eyes moved slightly, and the next moment his eyes became soft and relieved.

It tried hard to support its broken body and barely stood up.

Gray Wolf let out a vigilant roar, but Jiang Fan signaled it to be quiet. He knew that the White Wolf God would not hurt him.

The White Wolf God finally stood up straight. It was the king, and he was proud to die.

Taking a last look at the fur ball, it suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, desolate and tragic.

During this long howl, Jiang Fan cut off its head. And recorded this scene with the Dazai Prism.

As for its flesh and blood, it was not wasted, and was eaten by Zhuque and Taro's family of three. Jiang Fan did not stop it. This was the best destination for the beast. The body of the king was born in heaven and earth, and it should give back to nature.

Only one inner pill and a heart filled with blood and essence were left, which were brought to Jiang Fan by Gray Wolf.

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