Genius for one second? Stop, stop? Champagne? Mound? City f * cking? Chapter 358 Werewolf, Bearman, Treant
The sound waves were deafening, and like a thunderclap, the entire forest seemed to be trembling.
"Fierce beasts?"
Tang Huan frowned and stood up. Just now, he had vaguely comprehended something, but he did not expect that he would be interrupted by this sudden voice. Although it was a pity, Tang Huan could clearly feel that the distance between him and the Martial Lord of the eighth step had shortened by a lot.
"Crack!" "Crack …" In the distance, the sound of trees being destroyed rose and fell.
"Quick!" "Faster!"
Soon after, a low roar echoed in the air.
At the same time, the sound of chaotic and muffled footsteps could be heard from afar, as if a group of people were crazily running while being chased by fierce beasts.
"Let's avoid it first and see what happens next."
Tang Huan's mind raced.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, more than ten figures rushed into his line of sight. At the very front were two incomparably sturdy werewolves. The fur on their bodies had a light blue luster, but their two fan-like claws revealed a dark blue color.
The two blue werewolves were wrapped in leather armor around their waists, and on top of each of their leather armor hung a small horn. The two horns were actually as red as blood.
"Demonic Commander of the eighth step!"
Tang Huan immediately determined their identity and strength.
That kind of sharp horn was the symbol of the Demon Clan. Different identities, the colors of the sharp horns were also different, the white horns represented the first to third stage Demon Soldiers, the blue horns represented the fourth to sixth stage Demon Generals, the purple horns represented the seventh stage Great Demons, and the red horns represented the eighth stage Demon Commanders.
The Demon Clan had a strict hierarchy, and it was very rare for them to randomly wear their identity symbols.
The two blue werewolves wore red horns, so they were naturally the Demon Commanders of the eighth step. They were equivalent to the Martial Lord of the eighth step in the human race and the Tian Clan's Magic Sect of the eighth step.
Behind the two Demonic Commanders of the eighth step, there were also six tall and sturdy Black Bearman. Three of them had red horns on their waists, while the other three had purple horns.
After the blue werewolf and the black bearman, there were three more level seven Demon Clan with purple horns. Although they were not as sturdy as the werewolf and the bearman, they were shockingly tall.
"Treant?"
These two words couldn't help but surface in Tang Huan's mind.
The treants were even uglier than the werewolves and bearmen. Their torsos, necks, and heads were all covered in muscles that looked like they were made of tree vines. There were sharp thorns on their backs, and their limbs were shockingly long. They looked like they were weaved from countless tree roots, and their claws were as sharp as hooks.
Werewolves, Bears, and Trees were all gathered together. Each of these Demon Race people had a blood-red round mark between their eyebrows.
"Human race?"
The moment Tang Huan saw them, they also discovered Tang Huan's existence. If it was a normal time, they would have already shouted and surrounded Tang Huan, but at this time, they only glanced at Tang Huan, and continued to run forward with all their might.
Seeing that, Tang Huan could not help but raise his eyebrows. To be able to scare five Demonic Commanders of the eighth step and six Great Demons of the seventh step, how tyrannical must they be?
"Could it be that the fierce beast possesses strength comparable to a Stage Nine Martial Saint?"
Tang Huan's heart skipped a beat, his body immediately leaped to the side, hiding behind a huge tree that required several people to hold hands to hug it. Following that, the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and the spirit pellet were activated to the extreme, Tang Huan seemed to have merged with the surrounding world, and no longer had any aura leaked out.
If the one chasing after him was truly a powerful fierce beast that was comparable to a Stage Nine Martial Saint, then even if he kept running, he might not be able to escape, so he might as well hide.
Of course, this was also because Tang Huan knew that his spirit pellet was extremely unique. This gave him eighty to ninety percent confidence that the powerful fierce beast would not be able to detect his aura.
Otherwise, hiding in such a close place would be no different from courting death.
"Roar!"
Another roar sounded out, like a thunderclap, exploding in his ears. Tang Huan felt as if his eardrums were about to be pierced, but he held his breath, not daring to move in the slightest.
Immediately after, the ground began to tremble. At first, it was quite light, but after two or three breaths of time, it had already become extremely intense, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, and countless iron hooves were fiercely striking the ground at the same time. Rumbling, rumbling sounds resounded throughout the world.
Along with the loud noise, the sound of tree branches breaking could be heard. It was obvious that the powerful fierce beast that was chasing the experts of the Demon Clan was getting closer and closer.
"Hu!"
Not long later, a hurricane swept over, and with a crash, the branches and leaves of the huge tree swayed intensely in the same direction. In the next moment, from the corner of Tang Huan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Pang Shuo's golden figure, rushing in the direction of the Werewolf, Bearman and Treant.
It was actually a giant wolf. Its body was shining with a golden light, and at the front of its hill-like body were three exceptionally ferocious dragon heads.
"It's actually a Dragon wolf, and it's even a 'Three Heads Dragon-Wolf'!"
A thought flashed through Tang Huan's mind, and only after the golden figure completely disappeared and the movement in front of him became much weaker did Tang Huan let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly stood up from behind the huge tree. The hurricane had already followed the "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf" and continued to howl forward.
However, there was still a pungent smell of blood lingering in the air.
There were Dragon wolf s in the Glory Continent and the Origin Continent as well. However, the Dragon wolf s there only had one head, and their strength was at most comparable to Stage Five Martial Master. To be able to reach the level of Stage Six Martial Master, one in ten thousand was one in ten thousand, but in this Luo Fu World, there were actually three Dragon wolf heads.
This kind of "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf" would definitely possess strength comparable to a Stage Nine Martial Saint.
With the speed of this "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf", the Demon Clan s of the seventh step and the Demon Commander of the eighth step would not be able to escape at all. It was estimated that before long, they would gradually become food for the "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf" … Of course, if they were lucky, one or two of the Demon Commanders of the eighth step might be able to escape.
If the ones being chased by the "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf" were the Martial Lord of the eighth step and the Stage Seven Martial Master of the Human Clan, Tang Huan might feel that it was a pity, but since he was a member of the Demon Clan, if he died, then so be it. Now that he had lost a few young Demon Clan experts, the Human Clan would lose a few powerful enemies in the future!
Tang Huan laughed in his heart, retracted his gaze, and walked out from behind the tree, running in the opposite direction.
But after running for a dozen meters, Tang Huan's footsteps stopped. He suddenly turned his head to look at the place where the huge beast had disappeared, and a look of doubt flashed past his eyes.
Just at this moment, Tang Huan suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation. Although the Great Demons of the seventh step and the Demonic Commanders of the eighth step were running for their lives, they did not reveal much panic or panic on their faces. This was clearly not reasonable.
With such a disparity in strength, under the pursuit of a fierce beast that was comparable to a Stage Nine Martial Saint, no matter how good their mental fortitude was, it was impossible for them to not feel the slightest bit of fear.
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