C889 Old dragon cat reappearance

"Human, hand over my child!" Her serene and cold eyes swept over Ling Yun and Ling'er, and the Flying Wolf King shifted his gaze away. He then glanced at the three sleeping cub in Ling Yun's embrace and spoke with an ice-cold voice.

How could Ling Yun let them go? When these three little fellows reach adulthood, they were at least at the peak of the fourth stage. Even if they couldn't help him, it was enough to guard the door.

If anyone were to know his thoughts, they would have the urge to beat him to death.

Big brother, this is a wolf, not a dog.

Ling Yun rolled his eyes, propped up his robe and formed a pocket, placing the three little fellows inside. With one hand on the heads of the three little fellows, he gathered spirit energy and coldly said:

"Wolf King, let the two of us go. As long as we leave, we will release these three little fellows. Otherwise, I will slap them to death!"

"You're courting death!" The Flying Wolf King shouted angrily. Without even thinking about it, a gigantic wolf claw covered the ground with its majestic might.

Ling Yun's expression changed. He did not expect that this wolf king would be so unyielding, not caring about the child's life or death, wanting to kill them all.

From the moment he was born, he received special training. Every time a female wolf came back to find food, the wolf cub would fight for it, and those who could not find food would starve to death, or be bitten to death by a mother's siblings.

At the same time, it was also the fiercest. How could it be threatened by him? His head could be cut off, and blood could flow. It could even threaten him!

On the continent, there were very few wolf packs that were enslaved, because they would not yield to their opponents. Unless, for those wolves with powerful bloodlines, only by thoroughly defeating them would one have the chance to subdue them.

Of course, the probability of this happening was very small. Furthermore, they would also be rejected by the wolf clan, which would be considered as a humiliation.

The wolves that were taken in as mounts were raised when they were young.

lightly snorted. In a flash of scarlet light, the Red Feather Sword appeared in his hand, with a light shout, he thrusted the sword out.

With a resonant phoenix cry, a life-like phoenix flew towards the wolf claw.

The difference in cultivation was too big, even though the Wolf King was heavily injured, with one claw strike, he had shattered the phoenix image, causing Ling'er to suffer a backlash as he was sent flying backwards while spitting out blood.

A struggle flashed past Ling Yun's eyes. He wanted to use the life-saving treasure that Ling Ao had given him, but he was afraid of triggering the Inhibition Formations left behind by the Demon clan Rankers.

As for the Escape Symbol, the Void Escape Symbol, it was fine, he did not want to enter the inheritance palace that Ye Xiaoyao had left behind again.

The wolf claw had already pressed down, bringing with it a majestic might, the ground had caved in, Ling Yun's feet were trapped inside, only his upper body remained outside.

"Scram!"

An imposing voice suddenly came out, lightning flashed on Ling Yun's body, and a huge figure enveloped him. It was the old Dragon-Cat.

Only then did Ling Yun remember that when the old Dragon-Cat's soul disappeared, it had left a trace of energy in his body that could block a full powered attack from a quasi-Saint.

Ling Yun did not expect that under such a dangerous situation, the power would activate by itself. Thinking of this, Ling Yun felt a pain in his body, that was power that could block a full powered attack from a Quasi-Saint. It was used just like that, on a heavily injured and dying Demonic Lord.

If he had known earlier, he would have used the life-saving means that Ling Ao had left him or Zi Luo's spirit energy.

As soon as the old Dragon-Cat's shadow appeared, the wolf claw was shattered into pieces. The Flying Wolf King wolf claw was badly mutilated and its body could not help but tremble. Its eyes were filled with fear, that was the pressure from its bloodline.

"Die!"