Chapter 1087
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Unlike the Level Nine wolves under the tree, the wolf at the top was a Wolf King, a Sacred Beast. Its figure was even stronger than the Level Nine wolves that Duan Ye and the others were fighting.
Its fur was also different from the grey wolves below. It was a snow-white color, as bright as snow. Especially under the moonlight, it emitted a snow-white halo, extremely beautiful and dazzling.
The level of a Sacred Beast was about the same. However, her contracted beast was the Fire Phoenix, her beast was the Cloud-devouring Beast, and her mount was Lao Bai. Hence, she still had the silly Da Hei to guard the door. Hence, she really didn't need a contracted beast.
However …
Her eyes flickered as she made up her mind. She didn't need it anymore. However, Duan Ye was the only one in Ning Lang's group who had a Flame Lion. The other three didn't have any contracted beasts either. Since she had brought them here to train, she could give them a chance. As for whether they could tame and contract this Snow Wolf, that would depend on themselves.
Suddenly, sharp and cold claws grabbed at her from below. She looked back indifferently and glanced at the Level Nine ferocious beast that was pouncing at her. A cold light flashed across her clear eyes at this moment, and the pressure of an Ancient Divine Beast shot out from her eyes.
"Awoo!"
The Level Nine ferocious wolf howled in horror and fell from the sky. Its throat was slashed by the Eight Stars Flywheel in Duan Ye's hand.
Fresh blood splashed out, and the thick smell of blood and mournful howls spread out. The smell of the wolf's blood stimulated the other wolves, and they howled one after another. Their battle strength became even more ferocious.
"Hiss!"
Gasps and groans of pain could be heard from the mouths of the people below. They were already injured, and now they were even more injured. Under the siege of more than twenty Level Nine ferocious wolves, their bodies were full of wounds caused by the sharp claws.
Fengjiu looked at the corpses of the Level Nine ferocious beasts on the ground. Seeing that they were becoming more and more familiar with the battle, he said, "There's a Wolf King high up there. Other than Duan Ye, who among the three of you dares to tame it?"
"What? Wolf King? If we're alone, how can we find the Wolf King? If these are already so difficult to deal with, wouldn't the Wolf King be even more powerful? " Ning Lang shouted. At this moment, he was crouching on the back of a Level Nine ferocious wolf. His legs were clamped tightly around the wolf's body. He held a dagger in his hand and stabbed it viciously at the back of the wolf's neck.
With a whoosh, the dagger pierced into the back of the wolf's neck. The wolf howled and fell forward on its knees. Its head hung down and its body twitched faintly.
As Ning Lang pulled out the dagger, a column of blood splattered out. Ning Lang, who could not dodge in time, had his face splattered with blood. He spat twice and wiped his face with his hand. He felt a warm sensation on his face and couldn't help but feel disgusted.
His face was covered in blood. How disgusting.
"I can't tame them now either. I'm about to collapse from dealing with them."
Luo Fei said. His injuries weren't light to begin with, and when his wounds were torn open, he had to bandage them again. To be able to fight like this while being injured, fighting these rank nine wolves was already his limit. If he recklessly challenged the wolf king to tame it, then it was very likely that he would end up as a snack in the wolf king's stomach.
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