No matter it was from that sect, or from Heishan, or other monks such as casual cultivators, listening to the howl of the wolf did not feel any strangeness. At this time, their attention was all In the fighting mountain demon ancestor and silver wolf, I want to see how this person and beast distinguish between high and low.

However, whether it is the ancestor of the mountain demon or the silver wolf, their body skills are extremely fast, especially after the first battle, the speed is so fast that they only see the shadow passing by, one black and one white figure The ground was fighting, and the powerful air pressure swayed outward from the middle of the two like water ripples, filling the surroundings.

In response to the pressure surging, Mu Chen and Mu Yue, who were standing at the back, did not feel pressure or discomfort because of the existence of ancient beasts in their bodies, but their faces were a little painful because of the airflow. .

Mu Chen turned around, hugged his sister in his arms, and used his small body to block the airflow for her to avoid being scratched.However, he used his body to protect his sister, the back of his hands, and the small face that was not covered by the airflow, but several small wounds were drawn by the airflow, and a trace of blood oozes.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the younger brother and sister in danger, even seeing blood.Hao'er was angry, and his stern face was filled with terrible anger, but at this moment, he was tied up by the immortal rope, and the more he struggled, the tighter he contracted.

Yue'er lifted her head in his arms and was pushed back, but she still saw that her twin brother was hurt and bleeding!

"Brother, you bleed!"

She was like an irritated little beast, her eyes widened in anger, her immature voice suddenly raised.

Mu Chen pursed his lips and didn't respond. He just hugged her and pressed her head against his small chest again to prevent her from moving.

Silver Wolf might have heard what Yue'er said, and looked back and saw that there were a few scratches on Mu Chen’s crescent-white robe, oozing a few strands of blood, and the bright red blood was on the crescent-white little girl. The robes looked extraordinarily dazzling, causing the anger in his heart to churn.

It grinned, bared its teeth, pounced forward, and bit the old mountain demon's arm.

"Hi! Ah!"

The stern voice sounded sharply, and there was a bit of tremor and fear in that voice. The mountain demon ancestor couldn't get away, and immediately hit the silver wolf's body with a palm, but because of this, he was originally torn his arm. The silver wolf bite hard, and abruptly tore off his arm, and his body unavoidably took a palm.

"Ancestor!"

Everyone exclaimed, their eyes full of horror. Their voices trembled slightly, their steps retreated, and they stared with incredible eyes at their ancestor's bitten arm, the bloody wound, and the The arms that were held in their mouths by the silver wolf made their faces pale.

The ancestor of the mountain demon was clutching the wound that was torn from birth, blood oozing from his old palm, and quickly dyed his pale palm red, and the unstoppable blood poured out and followed His palm dripped to the ground and penetrated into the ground.

He staggered back a few steps, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and his eyes stared at the silver wolf with ferocity and hatred, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Those who follow me live! Those who oppose me die! I want you, none of you can live!"