path of the Nascent Soul."By the way, the map!" Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the map Luo Ping'er had given him. According to Luo Ping'er, her father had seen the Fanluo Linghuo in Miaolong Palace....At this time, both the Chihu tribe and Qin's immortal army were suffering casualties. Although the Chihu tribe had the advantage of home turf, they still needed time to completely defeat the tens of thousands of immortal troops led by Qin.
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Under the support of the immortal army formation, Qin Runan led his troops to fight and retreat. After a fierce battle, the immortal army suffered losses of over a thousand people, and the Chihu tribe also lost hundreds. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood. The two armies, like giant beasts, collided at high speed in the void.
Lu Xia Tian coldly eyed the battlefield before him, his divine sense reaching into the silver-gray token given by Ying Lang Tian. To Lu Xia Tian's surprise, the aura within was not unfamiliar to him, even having a few points of familiarity. This familiarity wasn't just from frequent contact with the Wolf Riders. It was a fundamental sense of belonging, as if he could also embrace the breath of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan.
Inside, a silver wolf could be vaguely seen raising its head to howl at the moon. Its simple posture was full of pride. The moment Lu Xiaotian entered, the silver wolf sensed something amiss. It turned back with a grin, revealing sharp fangs, but there was also a hint of suspicion in its eyes, as if it had a trace of doubt about the aura on Lu Xiaotian's body.
Following Yinglang Tian's instructions on how to refine the token, Lu Xiaotian cautiously approached the silver-gray wolf.
The silvery-grey wolf cub suddenly glared with fierce eyes and let out a threatening roar. Lu Xia Tian smiled calmly, strands of divine consciousness wrapped around the silvery-grey wolf cub, and Xian Yuan began to flow into the token. However, the silvery-grey wolf cub struggled even more violently, letting out roars from its mouth.
Although Lu Xia Tian's cultivation of the *Hun Yuan Jing* gave his internal immortal essence a great capacity for acceptance, the silver-gray wolf cub seemingly refused to merge with it.
After a violent struggle, Lu Xia Tian even felt the primordial energy within the silver-grey wolf begin to dissipate. The power contained within the silver-grey token was also weakening. Realizing this change, Lu Xia Tian immediately stopped refining the token with his immortal essence.
"Since Lang Tian gave him this token, it couldn't be for nothing. He couldn't refine it with Xian Yuan, so should he use Long Yuan instead" A hint of doubt flashed in Lu Xiaitian's mind, and then he replaced the Xian Yuan that had invaded the token with Long Yuan.
The silver-gray little fox eyed the void suspiciously, seeming to sense the changes around it. It still let out a roar, but it was no longer as defiant as before.
That sense of familiarity came over him again, as his consciousness and dragon essence merged with the silver-grey wolf. The silver-grey wolf let out a disgruntled howl before being assimilated by the invading dragon essence and consciousness. After absorbing the dragon essence, the silver-grey wolf seemed to exude a newfound, inexplicable sense of majesty compared to before. At this point, the token had completely vanished, and the silver-grey wolf disappeared into Lu Xiaottian's body as well. However, when Lu Xiaottian appeared before the six hundred fully equipped wolf riders, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity towards them.
And Lu Xia Tian could clearly feel that these wolf riders also had a greater sense of recognition for him.
“Greetings, Supreme Leader!” From Xuanjing to Dushan and the over six hundred wolf riders following them, just like they had when greeting Yinglang Tian before, they knelt down on one knee before Lu Xiaoteng.
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In his heart, Xuanjing felt a touch of surprise. In the past, they had been assigned to other leaders by their tribe, but they had never felt this sense of submission when facing Lu Xiaoteng. Could it be because the other party was related to the Dragon Clan
"Ready for battle," Lu Xia Tian nodded. After refining the token, Lu Xia Tian instinctively felt that this wolf cavalry was his subordinate, as if they would never betray him. Of course, Lu Xia Tian knew this feeling was somewhat misguided. At least after Ying Lang Tian appeared, this wolf cavalry would not be so obedient, and might even bite back. However, facing the Heavenly Court's Immortal Army, it could become a weapon in his hand.
“War, war, war!” Over six hundred wolf riders roared with excitement, their voices reaching a fever pitch. Confined within the Demon-Suppressing Tower, although they often sparred with Lu Xia Tian, it was merely a practice session. The Howling Moon Wolf Riders still yearned for the thrill of bloodshed and the grim atmosphere of a battlefield.
Looking at the imposing aura rising from the six hundred wolf riders before him, Lu Xiaoteng's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction. At this time, outsiders couldn't see any abnormality in Lu Xiaoteng. The noisy battlefield was still ongoing, and the immortal army led by the Qin family retreated while fighting. However, under the pursuit of the Chihu tribe warriors, their speed to escape this spiritual realm was relatively slow.
At this time, neither the Chi Hu tribe nor Qin's immortal army had noticed that the鎮妖塔, reduced to the size of a grain of rice, was drifting into the void. A hidden spiritual light flashed, and in this originally empty void, over six hundred wolf riders appeared within the white light, each with a solemn and murderous expression.
“Such powerful demonic aura!” The moment the wolf riders appeared, their arrogant killing intent surged into the sky. It was impossible to conceal it. The first to notice this squad of wolf riders were the Chihu tribe warriors. Even though they realized that the number of these wolf riders in the void wasn't many, it still gave them the feeling of thousands upon thousands of troops.
"Wolf Riders, this, this is impossible!" Qin Ru'nan and Qin Gang saw more than six hundred wolf riders, their hearts suddenly thumped, their faces incredulous. They had naturally heard of the battle on the side of the Phantom Mist Marsh, but the wolf rider rebellion had come to an end. Most of the wolf riders who had managed to retreat back to the demon world had been cleaned up, and the very few that may have scattered were insignificant and wouldn't cause much of a stir. They would be completely eradicated sooner or later.
How could so many elite wolf riders, numbering over six hundred, appear before their eyes The momentum they exuded far surpassed that of this elite Immortal army from the Immortal Realm. If faced with these elite wolf riders alone, Qin Runan would have confidence with his tens of thousands of immortal soldiers, a force almost fifty times greater than theirs. However, they were currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Chihu tribe warriors and were already at a disadvantage. Facing another force as devastating as these wolf riders, Qin Runan dared not imagine the disastrous consequences of a complete rout.
“Yingwei, follow me!” Seeing that the wolf rider in the void was already accelerating and slowly approaching the immortal army formation, Qin Runan took a deep breath. The three thousand most elite immortals under his command roared in response and followed closely behind.
These Wolf Riders were not originally the elite of the Howling Moon Wolf Riders, but under his training and the baptism of the True Dragon's might, they have undergone a dramatic transformation. Even Xuanjing, Dushan, the strongest among them, while still inferior to Qin Runan and others in terms of the realm of a Xuanxian, their strength is far from ordinary Xuanxians.
Although the number of wolf riders is only over six hundred, there are more than one hundred true immortal wolf men and two Xuanxian powerhouses among them. With such an astonishing proportion, let alone facing an army of five Xuanxian led by five Xuanxian, even if the opponent had twice as many troops, this wolf cavalry would dare to charge in and out several times.ea Demon Lord hadn't walked very far when a human cultivator wearing a blue robe and a silver mask stood in his path. On a distant rock, he was standing with his hands bound, facing away from the Bloo...