C13 Flame Demonwolf

At the back of the mountain in the Lin Clan, a figure could be seen shuttling through the mountains. The green figure was submerged within the lush green forest. Then, with a muffled sound, a tree that had been growing in the forest for more than ten years collapsed.

"Hehe, this Eight Desolations Palm is indeed powerful." A shadow appeared, and a smile appeared on his face as he looked at the fallen tree. The silhouette was Lin Fan, who had been training hard these past few days. With Elder Mo's help, he was gradually able to unleash some of the power of the Eight Desolations Palm.

Eight Desolations Palm, a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique. There were eight forms in total, and each palm was twice as powerful as the previous one. And right now, Lin Fan was only using the first form of the Eight Desolations Palm. A single palm was able to make Lin Fan unleash such power. One could imagine just how terrifying the mastery of the Eight Desolations Palm was. The power of eight palm strikes together could split mountains and shatter rocks.

"Not bad, to be able to display such power on his first try is barely enough." Old Mo, who was lying on a tree trunk that was as thick as a wooden basin, lazily stretched his waist. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the fallen tree. Only then did he speak in an indifferent manner.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly, feeling speechless towards this old man. However, he didn't object. However, due to the previous palm, the spirit power in his body had been completely used up, so he seemed a bit weak right now. Lin Fan looked at Elder Mo quietly on the tree trunk and waved his hand. Then he sat down on the ground, held his breath and began cultivating.

All in all, his strength was still lacking. Although the martial skills were enough to see, the huge consumption of spiritual power was a bit difficult. Lin Fan could not bear such a loss. Raising his strength was the crux of the matter.

Elder Mo looked at Lin Fan, who was sitting on the ground, and smiled. Just as he was about to stand up and jump off the tree trunk. Elder Mo's brows raised, and his two bright eyes squinted into a line. The expression on his face also lengthened.

Then, Old Mo stood on the tree trunk and spread his spiritual will. Powerful telepathic thoughts quickly filled the back mountain of the Lin Clan.

At the end of the forest not far from Lin Fan, a demon wolf with purple flames was approaching him. On the back of the demon wolf was a purple flame. The fiery red eyes were filled with an ominous glint. The ferocious face showed signs of panic.

The demon wolf had many wounds on its body, and its left leg seemed to have been seriously injured. It was as if there was a natural enemy behind them.

This was a blazing demon wolf, usually active in the Scarlet Dragon Mountain Range. On the back of the Blazing Demon Wolf was a streak of purple flame, a magical beast that was in the process of maturing. A streak of purple flames symbolized the rank of a demonic wolf, only one step away. And this kind of demon wolf, in its mature stage, would have seven flames on its entire body. Activating his spiritual wisdom, he spoke the human language. A stage seven flame wolf. Even when Old Mo was at his peak, he only dared to touch it.

However, such a powerful existence actually appeared in the back mountain of the Lin Clan. This made Elder Mo rather puzzled. Following the activation of his spiritual will, Old Mo discovered that behind the Blazing Demon Wolf, there was actually a second grade Golden Fur Golden Lion.

The Golden Fur Yellow Lion chased the Flame Wolf along the way. Along the way, the flame wolves emitted flames, causing the forest to be immediately filled with fire. The Golden Fur Yellow Lion behind him seemed to have no fear of the flames as it chased after the demon wolf towards Lin Fan.

Elder Mo, who was standing on the tree trunk, noticed this and was startled. He opened his eyes wide and shouted at Lin Fan who was cultivating. "Little brat, not good, a magical beast is coming."

After saying this, Elder Mo jumped down from the tree. He placed his feet on the ground and stared at the place where the demon wolf was charging at. It was Elder Mo, preparing to disturb Lin Fan in his cultivation state. Before Old Mo's fingers could touch Lin Fan, the Flame Devil Wolf appeared in Old Mo's line of sight.

The demon wolf with purple flames suddenly stopped in its tracks. He moved the injured claw in front of him and turned around. As he looked at Lin Fan and Old Mo, the purple flames on his back intensified. In the blink of an eye, the dry leaves under the feet of the demon wolf released a burning smell as the temperature increased.

At this moment, Lin Fan heard Elder Mo's voice and slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that the surrounding air seemed to have become a lot drier. Even the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have become restless.

What greeted his eyes was a demonic wolf with purple flames, glaring at Lin Fan. He kept looking behind him. As he looked at his fiery red eyes, he could see a hint of sharpness in them.

Then, from behind the demon wolf, a roar sounded, causing the demon wolf's hair to stand on end. The ominous glint in his eyes grew even stronger. He looked at Elder Mo and then back at Lin Fan. It seemed that this young man was a breakthrough. The injured front paw continuously rubbed against the leaves on the ground, making a "hua hua" sound.

Lin Fan looked at the Blazing Demon Wolf that suddenly appeared in front of him, and felt nothing in his heart. Although it was only a first stage demon wolf, its strength was equivalent to a human Inferior Grade Spiritual Scholar. Moreover, his back was covered in purple flames, but Lin Fan rubbed his eyes, not knowing what to do. He looked around in astonishment, only to see Old Mo rolling his eyes, shrugging his shoulders and giving Lin Fan a look of helplessness.

Another wave of howls came from behind the demon wolf. At this time, the demon wolf's eyes were bloodshot. It stopped in its tracks and rushed towards Lin Fan.

"Roar ~ ~" The speed of the demon wolf caught Lin Fan off guard. At this moment, Lin Fan finally reacted. The spirit energy in his dantian began surging, and the six energies instantly erupted. However, it was too late for Lin Fan to form the Eight Desolations Palm, and the demon wolf was only one step away from him.

Elder Mo, who was standing off to the side, was just about to step in and save him. A golden yellow lion that was filled with savagery had chased him all the way here. He looked at his prey and the two humans in front of him. A fierce light flashed in the yellow pupils of the Golden Eyed Yellow Lion.

In contrast to the Demon Wolves' violent glows, the Golden-furred Yellow Lion's eyes revealed the aura of a king. The eyes that looked down on the entire world seemed a little domineering.

The Golden Haired Yellow Lion didn't care about the two weak humans beside it. With an angry roar, he rushed towards the Blazing Demon Wolf.

Elder Mo was stunned when he saw this. Although these two Magical Beast could not be considered high ranked, two had appeared. If it was in the past, Elder Mo would be able to turn these two Magical Beast into ashes in an instant. Unfortunately, his meridians were sealed and he was unable to display his strong spiritual energy.

Although he could tangle with the Golden Fur Golden Lion for a while, Old Mo couldn't deal with Lin Fan's Blazing Demon Wolf. However, at this point in time, Elder Mo couldn't care less. He could only hurry up and stall the golden-furred yellow lion, hoping that Lin Fan would be able to escape from the demon wolf's claws.

However, Old Mo had no idea that Lin Fan had been pushed to the ground by the claws of the demon wolf. His mouth was wide open, and he was only one step away from Lin Fan's snow-white neck.

The spiritual energy in Lin Fan's body surged. However, the spiritual energy within his body had not completely recovered. He could not meet the consumption of the Eight Desolations Palm. He could only open his eyes wide and stare at the two sharp teeth in the demonic wolf's blood-red mouth.

From time to time, some white mucus would drop from the demonic wolf's bloody mouth, emitting a fishy smell. The claws rested on Lin Fan's shoulders, tearing through his clothes and stabbing deep into his shoulders. Fresh blood flowed, soaking the green leaves on the ground. The Fiery Demon Wolf's sharp teeth had drilled into Lin Fan's snow-white flesh, leaving two teeth marks. He wanted to bite off Lin Fan's tiny neck.