Chapter 408 Demonic Erosion
Monk Wukong and Lang Wumiao's wolf team kept a certain distance and chased forward in parallel.
Not long after, the two of them left the wolf monsters behind.
After running for a distance, Monk Wukong could no longer catch up with Wolf Wumiao's speed.
He saw Lang Wumiao getting farther and farther away from him like a flash of golden lightning.
Monk Wukong said to himself helplessly, "Didn't you tell me to attack the Luling Demon Saint first? You rushed in so fast, are you trying to fight two at once?"
It didn't take long for the female fox demon Qingyi to catch up with the demon group in front. She saw that the demon group had trapped the wolf demons in the middle and was running all the way.
She couldn't think of any way to slow down the team's progress, so she could only follow behind them quietly.
But after she followed for a while, she felt something strange behind her.
After realizing that something was wrong behind her, the fox in green suddenly became illusory, and then her body instantly became transparent, as if it had melted, and disappeared immediately.
The Qingqiu Fox Clan is best at illusion. Qingyi performed an illusion, but she still stayed where she was.
But his figure was so tall that no one, whether human, demon or monster, could see him.
Qingyi looked back and saw a wolf demon with golden fur and a huge body, even bigger than her master, running towards her from a distance in the blink of an eye.
Lang Wumiao had already seen Qing Yi. Although she could not see Qing Yi at the moment, she said to the air, "Little fox demon, if you are alone, don't interfere. Stay away."
She did not stop while she was talking. After a few words, she had rushed to the front and was almost rushing into the group of demons.
At this time, the leading monster in the demon team in front suddenly stopped, turned around and flew high to the end of the team.
Lang Wumiao just rushed over at this moment, and just like that, a black figure and a golden figure collided with each other in mid-air with a bang.
"Demon Emperor Devouring the Sky? Is it really you?"
Lang Wumiao crashed through the black figure and shouted loudly.
The figure that was scattered by Lang Wumiao's collision suddenly gathered together again.
The figure was finally free from the black mist, revealing a tall and thin monster.
The monster had a face without a trace of blood, and a pair of blood-red eyes were fixed on Wolf Wumiao who turned around and confronted him.
"Lang Wumiao, why are you the only one here? This is a bit disappointing to me. Where are your subordinates?"
When Lang Wumiao appeared in the eyes of this team, Lang Zhenhai had already ordered his brothers and sisters to lead their subordinates to form a battle formation.
The Demon Saint of Luling also commanded the monster army to tighten the encirclement.
Lang Wumiao leaped to the other side of the entire demon team, and the Demon Emperor Tuntian also followed.
It was obvious that neither the demon nor the monster wanted to hurt their own demon during the fight.
The Demon Saint of Luling watched Lang Wumiao and the Demon Emperor Tuntian flying away. He ordered the demon troops to start encircling the wolf tribe, and rushed into the circle of wolf demons, wanting to kill Lang Wumiao's descendants.
Just as he rushed into the wolf circle, a figure covered with yellow sand flew out from nowhere and hit him directly.
Since becoming famous, the Demon Saint of Luling has never been attacked so suddenly.
When the figure wrapped in yellow sand hit him, he felt a shock that almost knocked out the magic crystals in his magic body.
When the ball of yellow sand stopped, we saw that it was a monk who looked to be around sixty or seventy years old.
The monk's robes were dirty and his bald head was greasy.
He looked at the Luling Demon Saint with a smile and said, "You are the Luling Demon Saint. I have heard of you for a long time."
The Demon Saint of Luling had already sensed the monk's cultivation level, and when he saw that he was covered in dirt, the name of a Buddhist monk came to his mind.
"Are you the monk Wukong from the Vajra Sect who eats meat, drinks, and visits brothels?"
"Well, monks eat meat, drink alcohol and visit brothels. This is not what the Vajra Sect taught them. This is what the monks learned on their own. You can't throw dirty water on the Vajra Sect."
Wukong explained seriously.
At this time, both of them, a man and a demon, were standing in the wolf team, and all the wolf demons tried to disperse to the periphery to make room for them.
The demon troops on the periphery have already begun to attack the wolf monsters. Lang Zhenhai leads his brothers and sisters to form battle formations.
Xiong Da, Xiong Le'er and Xiang Rou'er each joined a wolf battle formation and stood in the front as meat shields.
Other wolf demon teams without meat shields can only rely on the wolf clan's agility and magic to cooperate with each other to deal with the attacks of the monster team.
There are many more high-quality earth-grade creatures in the demon team than in Lang Zhenhai's team.
In a short while, dozens of wolf demons were killed.
Xu Zhenfeng was in Langzhenshan's team. Several high-level earth-level demons surrounded them with monsters that were several times larger than theirs and kept charging and killing them.
It would be more accurate to say that other monsters surrounded them rather than charged and killed them, preventing them from escaping, and then letting these high-level monsters kill them.
Seeing that several wolf monsters in Xu Zhenfeng's team died one after another, Xu Zhenfeng was exhausted as he was running around rescuing the wolf monsters that were killed by those high-level monsters with the Demon-Devouring Wheel and the Demon-Devouring Knife.
In the desert behind, a group of wolf monsters ran over.
When Lang Zhenhai saw this group of wolf monsters, he shouted excitedly.
"Sixth Uncle and the others are here too. Let's kill them all. Kill these damn monsters and get revenge."
The group of high-level wolf monsters that Lang Wumiao brought out of the Xunlong Mountains have finally arrived.
With their joining, most of the high-level monsters in the demon team went to fight.
The pressure on Lang Zhenhai and his team suddenly eased a lot.
However, there was a seventh-grade earth-level monster that did not go to fight against the newly arrived high-grade wolf monsters, but stared at Xu Zhenfeng and his group.
He wandered outside the encirclement of the monsters, killing a wolf demon from time to time.
No matter how cautious Xu Zhenfeng and Lang Zhenshan were and how hard they stared at him, they were unable to rescue the wolf demon he was targeting in time.
On several occasions, if it weren't for the selfless and timely rescue by Lang Zhenshan and other wolf monsters, Xu Zhenfeng would have been nearly cut in half by his magic sword.
Seeing that this monster killed more and more wolf monsters, Xu Zhenfeng's anger accumulated to the extreme.
After the monster successfully killed another wolf demon, Xu Zhenfeng handed the Demon-Devouring Wheel and Demon-Devouring Knife in his hands to Lang Zhenshan.
He held the vajra in his hand, and when the monster was retreating after being successfully killed, he pounced on it fiercely.
The vajra in his hand emitted a dazzling light and stabbed fiercely into the back of the monster.
The monster seemed to be waiting for Xu Zhenfeng to lose his mind and chase him.
Just when Xu Zhenfeng rushed behind him, the monster's body suddenly dispersed and turned into a ball of magic mist, which violently wrapped around him from behind.
In an instant, Xu Zhenfeng's entire body was wrapped in the magic mist.
Wolf Zhenjiang roared in shock and rushed to the magic fog, but he did not dare to take action for fear of hurting Xu Zhenfeng by mistake.
What was strange was that after Xu Zhenfeng was wrapped in the magic fog, he did not scream as if he was being eroded by the magic fog.
The ball of magic fog just stayed quietly on the sand, and the fog on the surface flowed slowly.
Just when Lang Zhenjiang was about to shout, asking Lang Zhenhai to come and find a solution.
In the black fog, a vajra emitting golden light suddenly emerged from above the black fog.
The scorching sun above the desert was guided down by the vajra that penetrated the black fog, and a ray of bright sunlight was brought down.
As the light of the sun was directed to the tip of the vajra, it melted the black fog surrounding the vajra, and finally a very tragic roar came out from the black fog.
Then, the black fog began to melt rapidly, and the sun light emanating from the vajra became brighter and brighter.
Wolf Zhenjiang didn't dare to look directly at him.
After the black fog was completely melted by the light of the sun, Xu Zhenfeng stood in front of him.
His robe was already torn, and the exposed flesh on his body was still leaking black demonic energy.
He held a small magic crystal in his hand. Suddenly, he snorted at the sand and a stream of black air gushed out of his mouth.
Lang Zhenjiang was shocked and hurried forward to pull him.
"Xiao Qi, have you been corrupted by evil spirits?"