The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 158

Chapter 158

In the moonlit night, Ling Hantian ran wildly like a sharp arrow, and the nether flame demon wolves behind him were like mobile fortresses, crushing the trees, the ground trembled violently, chasing wildly, and howling wolves , coming in like a tide.

If it is a warrior with weaker strength, I am afraid that his legs will become weak due to the overwhelming power.

"Damn it, fortunately these Nether Flame Demon Wolves are not fast, but the stamina and patience of these beasts are really good, there is no sign of giving up at all!"

Ling Hantian sighed that it was unlucky, he just picked a handful of soul grass, and he didn't move the entire soul grass garden away, these Nether flame demon wolves need to be dispatched, so desperate?
But the only thing that can comfort Ling Hantian is that this soul grass does have a significant effect on restoring soul power.

He has now eaten three soul grasses, and his soul power has recovered to 1.3, which means that one soul grass can restore 0.1 soul power.

Looking at the remaining ten or so soul grasses in his hand, Ling Hantian stuffed another soul grass into his mouth, chewed and swallowed fiercely.

"These giant wolves still haven't given up, but it's worth it to be able to recover all their soul power!"

Sensing that the Nether Flame Wolf still had no intention of giving up at all, Ling Hantian raised his speed to the extreme again, and opened a distance from the Nether Flame Wolf.

"Damn it, these ghostly flame demon wolves are really terrifying. If I get caught in a pack of wolves, if I don't use the character 'underworld', I'm afraid I will be torn apart by the pack of wolves in an instant."

Standing on a small mound, Ling Hantian turned his head, and saw the pack of wolves still rolling in front of him with lingering fear.

"It's really lingering, it seems that we have to put some distance away."

Ling Hantian stuffed a soul grass into his mouth again, chewed it hard, and was about to plunder again, but his footsteps suddenly froze!
The consciousness radiated out crazily, staring at the front, and cursed: "Damn it, can't it be, so unlucky?"

Ahead, an extremely obscure aura was rushing towards his direction!

The speed is as fast as a meteor hitting the moon or a comet hitting a planet!
In this powerful breath, he felt a familiar breath.

He had felt this kind of aura before from Ye Luosha and Leng Xue, and the person who came must be from the Jiuyou sect, and his strength was so powerful, even stronger than Wei Zhongquan!
Even if this person is not the master of the Nine Nether Sect, he is probably the top figure of the Nine Nether Sect.

Acquired strong!
Invincible!

"escape!"

Without any hesitation, Ling Hantian chose another direction, let go of his feet and ran away!
But within a few steps, Ling Hantian discovered that the distance between him and the opponent was rapidly closing.

Apparently, Ling Hantian underestimated the speed of a person who is known as the Houtian Realm powerhouse.

Moreover, Ling Hantian's body was exuding the unique aura of Jiuyou Xuesha at any time, and the other party could locate Ling Hantian without any effort.

Under such circumstances, it can be said that Ling Hantian can't escape the opponent's palm at all.

In the front, it was besieged by a pack of wolves from the Netherworld Flame Demon, and in the back, it was chased and killed by the top experts of the Nine Sects.

From all this, Ling Hantian seemed to be in a dead end.

"What should I do?" Ling Hantian's mind was running extremely fast, thinking about the situation in front of him.

There were hundreds of Nether flame demon wolves crushing madly in front, and the top figures of Nine Nether Sect chased after them.

The most frightening thing was that the opponent was able to completely lock onto his position with extremely fast speed, and it was only a matter of time before he caught up with Ling Hantian.

"Good thief, kill my son, hurt my daughter, take my life!"

The rumbling sonic boom was like thunder, Ye Wushang, the leader of Jiuyou Sect, almost shrunk to an inch, ran wildly, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"Nine Nether Sect leader Ye Wushang?"

The extremely gloomy whistling sound at the back made Ling Hantian understand who the person was, it was Ye Wushang, the leader of the Nine Nether Sect, the top two-star power in the Southern Wasteland Blood Forest.

The master of a sect is definitely comparable to Wei Zhongquan, and may even be stronger, reaching the innate realm!

For Ling Hantian, this is simply an insurmountable moat. Once he is caught up by the memory of the Jiuyou leader, he will undoubtedly die.

"Ow!"

Not far away, the howling of wolves one after another quickly approached.

Looking at the ground shaking, the falling forest, and the dense green animal pupils in front of him, he turned his head and felt the obscure aura that was approaching at a high speed.

"Damn it, let's gamble on this one!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Ling Hantian charged towards the pack of wolves with the Daguan knife in hand.

"Ling Hantian traitor, my leader will definitely smash you to ashes today!"

Ye Wushang held a black stone in one hand and a long black sword in the other, and kept waving terrifying sword lights, cutting off all the trees that blocked his sight.

"Ye Wushang, if you have the guts, come after me!"

Ling Hantian was provocative while running, he was afraid that Ye Wushang would not chase after him, and if he was the only one to plunge into the pack of wolves, he would definitely die.

As the overlord of the Southern Wasteland Blood Forest, Ye Wushang was so scheming that he immediately saw Ling Hantian's intentions.

"It's too naive to want to use wolves to stop the leader of the sect."

A gloomy voice came from Ye Wushang's throat. He was wearing a blood-red robe, which was throbbing endlessly due to the speed of rushing, like a huge blood-devouring bat, plundering towards Ling Hantian.

"Ow."

The howling of wolves like thunder exploded in my ears, and a large piece of woods not far away fell to the ground. Amidst the dust, the woods in front were all shrouded in green light.

The wolves stopped suddenly, and they felt the breath belonging to Ye Wushang.

Compared to the pressure Ye Wushang brought to the wolves, Ling Hantian was almost negligible in their eyes.

The beast's spiritual intelligence is very limited, and it is more instinctive to devour blood and cruelty, otherwise it would not be called a beast.

"Ow, ooh!"

Hundreds of Nether Flame Demon Wolves issued a hostile warning, telling Ye Wushang not to approach, they were not sure about defeating Ye Wushang.

But Ye Wushang would care about the threat of a group of ferocious beasts at this time, and released a powerful aura without reservation, plundering towards Ling Hantian.

A cruel sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, and Ling Hantian also did not hide his aura, and rushed towards the wolves with a big knife in hand, completely exposed to the sight of the wolves.

"Huh, huh!"

A stone was kicked out by Ling Hantian with all his strength, and there was a shrill howl of wolves, just like a domino was toppled, and howls of wolves resounded throughout the woods in front of him.

The Nether Flame Demon closest to Ling Hantian was attacked, and the pack of wolves was furious.

They are only instinctively afraid of Ye Wushang, but they are not afraid of Ling Hantian, and Ling Hantian's initiative to pack wolves immediately aroused their animal nature.

In an instant, hundreds of adult Nether flame demon wolves, like locusts crossing the border, pressed towards Ling Hantian's position, threatening to crush everything.

"Thief, you are doomed today, and hell is where you should go."

Almost the moment the wolves approached Ling Hantian, Ye Wushang's figure rushed towards him from behind, releasing a powerful aura without reservation.

Half-step innate realm!
Ling Hantian's eyelids twitched violently, and the vitality around Ye Wushang was affected, constantly washing his body, transforming into strength, and at the same time, excess strength was transformed into his body, forming a cycle.

But there is still a trace of imperfection in it, which shows that Ye Wushang has not really stepped into the Xiantian realm.

"Unless I use the character 'Ming', I have no chance of winning against this person!"

Without any hesitation, Ling Hantian turned around and held the Daguan knife, rushed into the pack of wolves and started fighting.

The enraged wolves surrounded Ling Hantian, the instigator, and the bloody fight began.

But Ye Wushang ignored their warnings and approached them at this time.

The Nether Flame Demon Wolves on the periphery howled, immediately regarded Ye Wushang as Ling Hantian's helper, and frantically slaughtered them.

(End of this chapter)