Small farmers dominate the deserted island

When Chen Yugang said this, Mo Yanyan's expression changed suddenly.

"Be careful!"

Chen Yu was startled and looked forward.

A guy who was about the size of a giant wolf volleyed towards the two of them, and green lights flashed on both paws, obviously using some magic.

Chen Yu's pupils shrank, and he pulled the mane of the giant wolf sitting down, and finally he could withstand the fatal blow.

Even so, Chen Yu felt that his arm was hot, and the arm was swept by the claw of the giant wolf, and a trace of blood appeared.

Chen Yu has been a dart for the first time since becoming a cultivator.

However, the wound on his arm just shed a trace of blood, and immediately began to heal automatically again.

Soon, Chen Yu rode the snow wolf for five or six hundred miles, which was only a mere over a hundred miles away from the camp, but the giant wolf sitting down became restless, and it jumped up and down desperately, trying to take Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan. Throwing off his back, help his own clan to deal with the two.

Chen Yu tore off the mane from his neck a few times, and it still didn't affect his crazy hair.

And below, there were hundreds of icy snow wolves hanging all the time, and the situation was extremely critical. After Chen Yu pulled out his mane, he pulled his two ears again.

Even so, the giant wolf was still shaking his back desperately, trying to throw the two off.

Chen Yu was furious. Without a word, he drew the Weeping Blood Sword and stabbed it in its back.

Then the hilt was pulled back.

The giant wolf let out a miserable howl, and finally began to be honest, but its life was almost used to the end, let alone running, it walked from side to side.

Chen Yu pulled the hilt back into its back, like shifting gears in a car, trying to use this method to stimulate its ultimate potential.

Sure enough, this trick was still useful, the giant wolf ran forward for fifty or sixty miles, and finally let out a sigh of grief and crashed to the ground.

Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan jumped to the ground first when it was killed.

"Quickly, it's dozens of miles away from the camp, let's rush back directly." After saying this, Chen Yu slashed at the attacking Ice Ocean Snow Wolf.

Mo Yanyan did not speak, but instead put the little dot on the ground.

Xiao Budian was very weak now, but under Mo Yanyan's urging, she had to grow to a size of ten feet, and she carried two bags of lime on her back.

Two people and one beast, they retreated and killed, and the only killed wolf corpses spread across the snow.

But those ice ocean snow wolves seemed to have taken Chen Yu's trio, and they kept launching attacks. Every attack was a real move, unlike before, which was fictitious.

Chen Yu felt that his spiritual power was only 20% left in an instant, and even though Mo Yanyan still had 60% spiritual power, it was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No way, Chen Yu stretched out his arms, took out the Ling Pill, raised his head and swallowed it.

The spiritual power in his body instantly recovered, and the blood-weeping sword came out. Whoever was fighting for the front, immediately had a dozen wolves split into two.

Strangely speaking, these ice ocean snow wolves seemed to know that Chen Yu's spiritual power had recovered, and began to circle the two again.

And Chen Yu couldn't be too far away from Mo Yanyan, otherwise, the two would become fighting on their own, and they would be enemies.

Xiao Budian is now struggling with two bags of lime, and has no strength to help them.

After they killed them, they suddenly realized that they had walked less than five or six miles, leaving the camp for about thirty miles.

The power of the Lingling Pill quickly passed, and Chen Yu began to feel top-heavy. In less than two days, he took two Lingling Pills consecutively, and the fatal sequelae began to occur.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yanyan changed her former indifferent demeanor, the lightsaber in her hand opened and closed, and the wolves who killed dared not get close.

In the following dozens of years, Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan experienced the most severe test in history.

There are more and more ice and snow wolves surrounding them, with nearly a thousand heads.

Moreover, these ice ocean snow wolves are extremely cunning. Once the two of them show off their power, they will avoid them far away. Once the two of them are exhausted, they hurriedly surround themselves to launch a continuous attack.

The two have nothing to do with it.

If it is a situation with ample spiritual power, even if these ice ocean snow wolves want to use this tactic of the enemy advancing and retreating, the enemy retreating and advancing, the two of them will rush to the distance to kill.

But it doesn't work right now. They are walking in a straight line. The purpose is to get to the camp earlier, and someone will come out to meet the two of them.

Chen Yu felt that he had been caught a dozen times in a row on his arm. In addition, he hadn't eaten anything for the past two days, and his body's healing ability had also declined greatly. Blood began to drip from his arm on the snow.

Mo Yanyan's originally curled hair was also scattered, and she looked embarrassed.

"Yan Yan, let's hold on, I have seen the location of the valley."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he fought to kill an ice ocean snow wolf, and then jumped into the valley.

Then, he took Mo Yanyan and Xiao Budian and slid down the ice waterfall.

Chen Yu was smashed and almost stood unstable.

And Mo Yanyan was not much better. Fortunately, when she fell, Chen Yu was afraid of her injury and helped her make a mat.

Two bags of lime were also scattered and landed in the middle of the valley. The heavy snow in the sky fell one after another, covering the lime instantly.

Seeing that the two of them were already in defeat, Bingyang Xuelang quickly jumped from the ice waterfall and landed around Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan.

Chen Yu hurriedly stood up, trying to make himself look less unbearable, trying to stun the group of glaring ice wolves.

But the Ice Ocean Snow Wolf was so smart, he could see Chen Yu's decline at a glance, and rushed towards Chen Yu without saying a word.

In desperation, Chen Yu swallowed the last Ling Ling Pill in his hand.

In this short distance of several tens of miles, Chen Yu has swallowed six Ling Pills one after another, and his body has been overdrawn to the limit.

A fierce pain rose from the lower abdomen, and the Ling Ling Pill was not as gentle as before, but began to consume Chen Yu's energy and life.

It was visible to the naked eye that the hair on the top of his head gradually turned white, and even a small amount of hair came out.

This is a sign that Shouyuan is about to overdraft to the limit and is about to die.

But at the same time, the medicinal power of the Lingering Pill was completely evaporated, forming a spiritual power in Chen Yu's tendons.

Although this spiritual power was not as strong as the previous few spirit transformation pills, it could still allow him to swing his sword against the ice ocean snow wolf.

"Xueli, quickly open the Broken Dragon Stone, we are back." Chen Yu brandished the Weeping Blood Sword and shouted at the camp.

His roar used spiritual power, and it is estimated that he can hear it clearly in a radius of several thousand meters.

However, the camp was silent, and it seemed that no sound came out.

Chen Yu was startled, and quickly yelled again.

"Xueli, Lu Xiaoya, quickly open the Broken Dragon Stone."