The Final Battle

The weather is not good tonight, layers of dark clouds have obscured the moonlight, plunging the earth into darkness.

At this time, Xia Yang were surrounded by darkness, except for the bonfire beside them.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a slight crisp sound broke the silence of the night.

Something triggered the rib-like defensive shield around Xia Yang.

Xia Yang woke up instantly. When his eyes opened, the Soul Power in his body had quickly circulated throughout his body.

He looked intently, and the flickering light of the bonfire reflected a dozen pairs of green eyes.

It turned out that a group of Swift Wind Demon Wolf had surrounded them at some point.

Xia Yang quickly glanced around and judged that this was a small group of twelve wolves.

The wolves had obviously been observing for a while and were cautiously wandering around the shield.

The sound just now was made by Wolf King trying to test this barrier and biting it down.

This Wolf King obviously didn't expect that this shield that seemed to be in the form of energy was so tough. After biting it with all its strength, not even a single crack was left on the surface of the shield.

At this time, although Xia Yang had been surrounded, his expression did not show any panic.

He first gently shook Tang Yuehua who was still sleeping in his arms. After she was fully awake and could see the situation clearly, he stood up slowly.

Xia Yang moved his hands and feet, and then his eyes calmly swept over the wolves.

Obviously, Xia Yang plans to take action personally to deal with this group of uninvited guests.

When the wolves saw Xia Yang regaining consciousness, they immediately retreated.

However, although they retreated back, the wolves still maintained their surrounding formation.

"Ho--!"

The surrounding wolves looked at the prepared Xia Yang, bared their teeth, and let out low and threatening roars.

"Humph, it's just an incompetent barking."

Xia Yang smiled coldly, his tone full of disdain.

"Brother Xia, you must be careful."

Tang Yuehua stood behind Xia Yang, with a little worry in her voice.

"Don't worry, it's just a group of Swift Wind Demon Wolf."

"Wolf King's cultivation level is only five thousand years, so there is nothing to fear."

"Take care of yourself and don't stay too far away from me."

Xia Yang said in a calm tone. At the same time, his eyes were always locked on Wolf King.

"Okay."

Seeing Xia Yang so calm, Tang Yuehua felt a little relieved.

So, she became alert and looked at the wolves around her.

Then, Xia Yang circulates Soul Power in the body, and the body rushes towards Wolf King.

At the same time, Xia Yang's hands were seen flashing with golden light.

Then, a pair of sharp-looking golden Iron Claw were put on his hands by Xia Yang.

At this time, Xia Yang was running forward while lightly tapping his claws on his chest.

"Zheng"

Suddenly, the double metal Iron Claw made a metallic trembling sound.

"First Soul Skill: Icefire Roar Bullet!"

When he was still more than ten meters away from the wolves, Xia Yang let out a low drink and then activated Soul Skill.

However, this time, he did not condense Soul Power into the energy ball of Long-range attack, but instead directed all the violent power of ice and fire to the Iron Claw in his hands.

In an instant, a rich purple light appeared on the surface of Xia Yang's pair of metal claws, faintly emitting heart-stopping energy fluctuations.

"Ho--!"

The strong wind Wolf King looked up to the sky and roared, giving the command to attack.

"Ho--!"

The wolves echoed in unison.

I saw twelve Swift Wind Demon Wolf's bodies glowing with cyan light at the same time.

Obviously, this is the Wind Attribute effective energy in the air, which is rapidly gathering.

Soon, some cyan airflow was Entanglement around each demon wolf's body.

"Ho--"

As Wolf King roared again, all the demon wolves roared at Xia Yang at the same moment.

At the same time, the cyan air currents around them suddenly turned into sharp Wind Blade, sweeping towards the Xia Yang in the center from all directions, blocking all his dodge routes.

Facing this overwhelming Wind Blade attack, Xia Yang not only did not panic, but the corner of his mouth curled up.

As soon as Xia Yang thought, the purple rib-shaped armor condensed by Soul Power around him began to glow with purple light and became more solid and thicker.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dense Wind Blade bombarded Rib Cage Armor one after another, making a series of explosions.

However, these attacks failed to break through Xia Yang's defense, and did not even leave a slight crack on Rib Cage Armor.

Taking this opportunity, Xia Yang also rushed to a few meters in front of Wolf King.

"Icefire Roar Bullet·Change·Ice and Fire Wind Blade!"

Xia Yang suddenly stopped his momentum, and then his body began to spin at high speed.

In the violent rotation, the purple energy attached to the metal claw was violently thrown out, turning into countless half-moon-shaped purple Wind Blade, lasing towards the surroundings indiscriminately!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The sound of Wind Blade cutting into flesh is endless.

The rotation stopped, and Xia Yang quickly looked around.

I saw that the leader Wolf King had been severely injured by his purple blade, and his body was covered with wounds that were deep enough to show the bones, and was dripping with blood.

Moreover, the surrounding wolves were not spared either. Several Swift Wind Demon Wolf were swept away by Wind Blade and fell to the ground howling miserably, with blood gurgling from their wounds.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

This breath that should have been disgusting came into Xia Yang's nose, but it gave him a strange feeling.

It was an indescribable temptation, as if the breath of blood awakened some sleeping desire deep in Xia Yang's heart.

Unknowingly, Xia Yang's mind changed.

He was no longer satisfied with ending the lives of these demonic wolves quickly, but had a more cruel idea.

Xia Yang plans to torture them slowly, letting them shed every last drop of blood in pain and despair!

"Ho--!"

Immediately afterwards, a roar that did not sound like a human voice, but more like the roar of a tiger, came from Xia Yang's throat.

At the same time, a red light flashed in Xia Yang's eyes.

"Third Soul Skill: Dark Demon Evil God Transformation!"

Then, a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring rose from Xia Yang's feet.

At the same time, as Spirit Ring shined, the phantom of Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, which was completely black and had two wings on its back, appeared out of thin air.

The shadow first let out a roar that shocked the soul, and then suddenly merged into Xia Yang's body.

Xia Yang's body began to expand rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I could see Xia Yang's muscles tensing up and his height rising a few points.

Immediately afterwards, strange black lines spread on the surface of Xia Yang's skin.

Then, a violent and evil aura spread around him.

What's even more shocking is that Xia Yang's eyes have completely turned into a terrifying blood red at this moment, exuding a bloodthirsty light in the dim light.