Hei Fan Grotto-Heaven.
A pack of several hundred desolate beast wolves was charging toward them.
Hao Zhen and Old Man Chou Wu stood shoulder to shoulder, their faces full of gravity.
They exchanged looks. The next moment, they unleashed their strongest method once more—Immortal Dao Killer Move Wind Thunder Roar!
A colossal pillar of wind and lightning swept across the battlefield. In an instant, the earth shook and the sky trembled. Hardly any of the desolate beast wolves remained; they had suffered devastating casualties.
Fang Yuan and the others stood beside Hao Zhen and Old Man Chou Wu, their expressions also shifting.
Every time they saw Wind Thunder Roar, their hearts could not help but tremble. This was genuine peak Rank 7 combat power. Most of those desolate beast wolves were merely clones, a notch weaker than their true bodies. Before Wind Thunder Roar, they simply were not worth mentioning.
Even two true bodies had died. Only the last one had survived by luck, having stood farther back and merely been grazed by the edge of Wind Thunder Roar.
"Kill it! We can't let that true body escape! Otherwise, in two or three hours, it'll gain another batch of clones to protect it!" Gu Immortal Wei Ming roared as he lunged forward.
This Gu Immortal had his eyes tightly shut. He was blind, with Rank 7 cultivation and considerable combat power. He had deliberately blinded both eyes in pursuit of greater combat power.
"Careful, there's a Fragrant Witch Yin Sculpture Wolf!" The next moment, Immortal Wang shouted anxiously.
Wei Ming stalled. At that very moment, a Fragrant Witch Yin Sculpture Wolf appeared out of thin air, its sharp fangs about to bite into Wei Ming.
Wei Ming gave a cold shout, his body becoming like a phantom as he flew