The Tear of Sang Ling. Lu Xiaotian was deep in thought as he ended his conversation with the Primitive Sword Demon. The black dragon in the Dragon Ball and Ying Langtian were from the Demon Realm and were not familiar with the situation in the Immortal Realm.
In this regard, the Primitive Sword Demon could undoubtedly provide the most help. Since he knew about the Tiger Chi Tribe and had been to the Land of Heavy Spirits, he must be familiar with the Tiansang Wasteland and the Sang Ling Tribe.
After asking, he found that it was indeed useful. The Primitive Sword Demon had been to the Sang Ling Tribe. At that time, the Sang Ling Tribe did not have a Golden Immortal. However, with the help of the tribe's sacred objects, their power was not inferior to that of a Golden Immortal. Moreover, with the geographical advantage of the Tiansang Wasteland, even the Primitive Sword Demon did not gain any advantage. Later, when the Tiger Chi Tribe came as reinforcements, the Primitive Sword Demon retreated at the right time.
Even the Primitive Sword Demon had not seen the Tear of Sang Ling, one of the three sacred objects of the Sang Ling Tribe. However, just the fact that he had been to the Sang Ling Clan and fought with the elders of the Sang Ling Clan was a precious experience for Lu Xiaotian.
As soon as he ended his conversation with the Primitive Sword Demon, two powerful auras burst out from the Demon-subduing Pagoda. Lu Xiaotian's Divine Sense moved. It was a sign of a breakthrough, and there were two of them.
Lu Xiaotian's face showed a hint of joy. After coming out of the Green Fruit Enchantment, his figure flashed and came to the place where the wolf riders were gathered.
Lu Xiaotian waved his hand and a large amount of Immortal Spirit Qi gathered in his direction. Although the suppression of the Vital Spirit in the Land of Heavy Spirits was not small, the Immortal Spirit Qi was extremely rich, far from what the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm could compare with. The only trouble was that it was unrealistic to use the Divine Sense to stir up the huge Spiritual Qi vortex and guide it into the Demon-subduing Pagoda. At this time, Lu Xiaotian was not breaking through, so he could not make such a big movement.
Fortunately, the Immortal Spirit Qi needed by the two True Immortal Realm werewolves, Lang Yun and Hai Feng, was far less than Lu Xiaotian. A part of it from the Land of Heavy Spirits was enough to meet the needs of the two True Immortal Realm werewolves.
At this moment, the other wolf riders were either envious or impressed as they looked at Lang Yun and Hai Feng, whose auras were rising steadily in the air.
Lu Xiaotian reached out and summoned Mo Yuyan, Xiang Qingcheng, Qing Ming, the Black Void Ant, and the Flame Dragon's primordial spirits. Although they were not of the werewolf race, being able to witness a true immortal werewolf's breakthrough was greatly beneficial to them. This was especially true for Xiang Qingcheng and the Black Void Ant who were about to break through.
Wolf howls rang out one after another in the void. Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian felt that the small silver wolf inside his body, which had transformed from Ying Langtian's command medallion, seemed to be attracted by something. It seemed to be instinctively summoning it to rush out of his body. Other than that, there didn't seem to be any other effect.
Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense moved, but he didn't suppress the small silver wolf and allowed it to leap out of his body.
"Awoo!" The silver wolf phantom in front of Lu Xiaotian raised its head and howled. Although it was small, it had an inexplicable majesty.
"Awoo!" In the void, Hai Feng and Lang Yun, whose aura had begun to transform from true immortal level to mystic immortal level, responded in unison. The other six hundred plus werewolf riders also responded one after another.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable force gathering in the silver wolf phantom, causing the silver wolf's figure to become more and more solid. Lu Xiaotian also transmitted a trace of Dragon Essence into the silver wolf phantom, which intertwined with the aura of the other werewolf riders.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian inexplicably felt that these werewolf riders seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with them. It was as if they were born with a sense of identity.
The other werewolf riders also looked at Lu Xiaotian in astonishment. Their originally arrogant eyes seemed to have more recognition and even a sense of trust.
Perhaps it was because of the Dragon Essence that was transmitted from the silver wolf, the aura of Hai Feng and Lang Yun, who were transitioning to mystic immortal level werewolf, seemed to have undergone a mysterious change. There was an invisible trace of majesty. This kind of majesty was something that even Xuan Jing and Du Shan, these two veteran mystic immortal level werewolves did not possess.
There seemed to be a slight change in the power of the totem. Lu Xiaotian quickly realized the change. The silver wolf originally came from a trace of Ying Langtian's primordial spirit, but now Lu Xiaotian felt that the original aura of Ying Langtian had begun to fade and was replaced by a brand new aura. It not only maintained the wildness and arrogance of a wolf, but also had the majesty and domineering of a dragon.
Through the power of the totem, not only Lang Yun and Hai Feng, but also the other werewolf riders were also undergoing a mysterious change.
"Awoo — —" In the void, two wolf howls, one in front and one behind, shook the void of the Subduing Demon Pagoda. Lang Yun and Hai Feng had almost advanced to mystic immortal level werewolves.
Xuan Jing and Du Shan's eyes flickered slightly. Before, although Lang Yun and Hai Feng's aptitude was not bad, they may not be comparable to the two of them. But the potential that was displayed now seemed to have exceeded their expectations. But in any case, there were two more mystic immortal level werewolves in their werewolf riders, and their strength was strengthened again. The aura of the entire werewolf riders changed again.
"I'm going back to train in seclusion." Xiang Qingcheng seemed to have some thoughts about the process just now. After bidding farewell to Lu Xiaotian, he took his leave.
Lu Xiaotian nodded, but his attention was still fixed on the six hundred werewolf riders.
With two more mystic immortal level werewolves, the power of the werewolf riders increased by more than a few times. It even gave Lu Xiaotian a sense of threat. But through the silver wolf, it was more of a recognition of the werewolf riders, and Lu Xiaotian also felt the werewolf riders felt the same way about him.
The werewolf riders in front of him.
In Lu Xiaotian's eyes, the first time was not so abrupt, and it made Lu Xiaotian have the impulse to blend in.
The path of cultivation was about doing things according to one's nature. Lu Xiaotian had such a thought in his heart, and his body flashed, and he arrived in front of the werewolf riders. The silver wolf transformed into a silver light, and it formed a wolf head mask that covered Lu Xiaotian's head.
Xuan Jing, Du Shan, Hai Feng, Lang Yun, and the others looked at Lu Xiaotian with astonishment. They felt that Lu Xiaotian seemed to be a member of the werewolf riders, and their leader.
"Werewolf riders, charge!" Lu Xiaotian waved his hand.
"Awoo!" All the werewolf riders present seemed to obey from the depths of their souls, and they let out a proud howl.
After Lu Xiaotian joined the werewolf riders, the aura of the six hundred werewolf riders rose sharply. That powerful aura directly attacked the Nirvana Space Little Termites that were watching from afar, and they were sent flying backwards.
The six hundred werewolf riders now had a new leader, and it was Lu Xiaotian, who wore a silver wolf mask. He was not from the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, but he was the leader of the werewolf riders.
"Haha …" Lu Xiaotian led the werewolf riders in a rampage in the air of the Demon Sealing Pagoda. Although he did not fight with any enemies, he felt an indescribable sense of joy in his heart.
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