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asked the man in the black cloak.

"You don't know the wolf god?"

"The time is up, we should go, you should leave this place quickly, otherwise, when the wolf god comes, it will be a disaster."

There were three members of Orion's family, the one who spoke to the man in the black cloak was the head of the family, followed by the woman and the child in her arms, looking at the stranger in front of him, and hearing his words as if he didn't know the wolf god at all, his expression was extremely surprised.

Originally, he wanted to say something, but when he looked up at the sky that was almost completely dark at the moment, he suddenly grabbed the beauty behind him, and trotted away.

The man in the black cloak quietly watched the family leave, holding the sword in his hand, and his spiritual sense enveloped the surrounding area. After half an hour, he sneered and glanced at the gazelle tied by the Orion in front of the door.

While waving his hand, an invisible sword energy passed by, and the gazelle let out a mournful cry. After a few breaths, the man in the black cloak put it on a newly raised wooden frame. The flames ignited, and the whole sheep was roasted leisurely and calmly.

Not long after, the gazelle, whose hair and internal organs had been stripped off, was bursting with a strong smell of meat. Drops of mutton fat also dripped on the fire. The meat fell into the mouth.

From the south to the north, along the way, tonight is considered to have improved a little, savoring my own craftsmanship carefully, although it is not as good as my senior brother, but at least I can get into my belly, the world has completely become dark, and only the flames in front of me are left.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, when the man in the black cloak was savoring the delicacy of gazelle, his spiritual sense moved slightly, his eyebrows raised, he waved his hand, and the sharp blade in his hand came out of its sheath, and the light of the sword flickered like shark teeth.

The flames on one side were about ten feet away from the open space, and accompanied by a dull sound, the corpse of a big black wolf mourned for several breaths, completely silent, and the sharp cold light fell on the corpse of the big black wolf, and the man in the black cloak stared at it for a long time .

"Wolf God?"

With a whisper, the screams of the animals in the distance came again, and the earth shook, and the fragrance of gazelle spread along the cool wind, and he didn't move. The next moment, another ten Multiple wolves appeared around him.

Without any hesitation, the dozen or so wolves attacked from all directions like a mighty river. It's a pity, how can a mere animal-like idiot resist the sword light of heaven and earth.

In between breaths, there were more than a dozen corpses of wolves with very different hairs beside him!

"The art of guarding against wolves!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he stayed where he was, and greeted the wolves that kept coming around, either in groups of three or four, or more than a dozen wolves came together, or came in groups.

Among the packs of wolves with different hairs, or black, red, and gray, there appeared one after another a larger pack of wolves, running towards the man in the black cloak at lightning speed, so fast that they were able to escape That deadly killing sword light.

"Finally, you have shown up?"

Holding the shark-tooth sword, his movements are gentle, a hundred wolves do not invade his body, and his spiritual sense is not enveloped around him all the time. With the appearance of those wolves with obvious sizes that could be the head of a wolf, the man in black jumped up and stood in front of him. The top of the big tree on the side.

Looking into the distance, on the eaves tens of feet away from him, against the shadow of the sun looming above his head, a shadowy figure is crawling on it.

His age was unknown, his hair was particularly disheveled, and the brown cloth shirt he was wearing had long since fallen into shreds, his hands and feet were stained with loess, his limbs were like a pack of wolves, and he was looking at the man in black with a low growl.

"Aw... woo..., oh... woo..., woo...!"

The mysterious light of the sun loomed, and the strange figure roared into the sky, and the sound shook the universe in all directions, directly causing the wolves on the ground below to stop their movements one after another, and each belonged to its own group.

Afterwards, the giant wolves also turned their faces to the moon, and raised their necks to howl. In the entire remote village, the sound of howling was as continuous as white practice, as light as spring rain knocking on the window, as heavy as the thunder of summer thunder on the mountain, Slowly, it's like maple red all over the ground, and in a hurry, it's like the Songjiang River breaking through the ice.

Hundreds of wild wolves barked together under the moon, but they couldn't hide the passionate roar that flowed from the mouth of the figure on the eaves. The man in black on the big tree heard the sound, and his body surface automatically manifested the mysterious light to protect him from all intrusions. , Calm your heart.

"What a powerful sound attack technique!"

The black cloaked man's eyebrows were tightly locked, and the profound kung fu in his body was running vigorously. Although the man's cultivation level was not as good as the god of transformation, but with the help of a pack of wolves, and with such a deceptive sound attack method, within a short period of time, he could also It may not be possible to capture it.

Not surprisingly, this person is the wolf god mentioned by the hunter before. He can not only control the pack of wolves, but also use this kind of sound attack method. Unexpectedly, there is such a existence in Zhu Xiajian.

"If I smell it!"

Quietly, within the roar of wolves covering several miles around, the mysterious light on the body of the man in the black cloak moved again. I don't know if it was an illusion, but in the depths of the howling of wolves, another voice unexpectedly appeared .

"The World-Honored One tells Subhuti!"

The next moment, the man in the black cloak was stunned again, and the strange sound mixed in the depths of the howling wolf was much clearer. He tried his best to sense the sound, but he couldn't see where the sound came from.

Looking left and right, the man in black was suddenly filled with endless sharp sword energy, Nuo Da's figure moved three feet out of thin air, and at some point, there was an extra figure beside him.

No, a very strange person!

Standing barefoot in the air, middle-aged, dressed in a light red Zhuxia brocade robe, with open chest and belly, hands clasped together, no beard or hair on his head, calm eyes, he is opening his mouth to speak strange words, his body appearance is even more serious It's a golden glow.

Wisps of strange brilliance that I have never seen before flickered, and golden swastika imprints appeared one after another. The body surface exuded a peaceful atmosphere out of thin air, centered on it, and spread rapidly to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the world was quiet.

"All bodhisattvas and mahasattvas should subdue their hearts in this way, and all sentient beings are like this: if they are born from eggs, if they are born from wombs, if they are born from moisture, if they are born by transformation!"

Whether it was the pack of wolves roaring at the moon on the ground, or the so-called wolf god who was not far away with his hands and feet on the eaves, they couldn't help but stop their movements, and their gazes converged, all falling on the bald man.

"If there is form, if there is no form. If there is thought, if there is no thought, if there is neither thought nor no thought, I will make them enter the nirvana without residue and save them."

The strange golden swastika on the bald man's body shines between the sky and the earth, standing in the air, feeling the stability of the wolves, feeling the inner peace of the man under the eaves, stepping out, and appearing directly in front of him.

"This is how to save immeasurable, countless and boundless sentient beings, but there are no sentient beings who can be saved. Why? Subhuti! If a bodhisattva has the appearance of a self, a person, a sentient being, and a life, he is not a bodhisattva."

Striking it lightly with one hand, a soft golden light surrounded the head of the wolf god, and after that, the bright golden brilliance enveloped the whole body of the wolf god. Golden lotus.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The man in the black cloak was very vigilant in his heart. He could neither see the origin of the man's inheritance nor the means of the man, but the golden light calmed the mind of the cultivator, which was similar to the Taoist means.

To be able to stand in the air, one's cultivation base is at least at the level of the master, even if you don't break through the entrance, I'm afraid it's not far away, and none of the famous people in summer that the master said can match up in your mind.

Looking at the so-called wolf god who had an insane expression before, he became extremely calm at the moment, and even the wolves below looked like domestic animals. Everything was in the depths of his eyes. Could it be the inheritance of the Northern Huns?

"My lord, there are changes in the military, the general please accompany me!"