Chapter 142 The Silver Wolf King was beaten and flew away

In just a moment, all five souls were summoned by Huo Yuhao.

After being promoted to the 200,000-year level, Xiaobai is completely different from before.

Her existence is like a bright pearl, shining between the white world.

Her appearance is still so white and soft, like a mountain covered with first snow, pure and flawless.

Xiaobai's fur is shining slightly under the sunlight, like flowing silver silk, and when it is gently brushed, it brings a delicate light and shadow, as if telling her extraordinary journey.

Her ears are still sharp and smart, like two white wings, always alert to everything around. Those deep and bright blue eyes are as clear as an ice lake, flashing with wisdom and smart light.

Whenever she gazes into the distance, there is always a trace of firmness and persistence in her eyes, as if she can penetrate the ice and snow and see through the essence of all things.

In Xiaobai's eyes, there is a love for life and a vision for the future.

Even in the middle of the night, she seemed to be walking on a snowy plain.

Xiaobai was like an elegant dancer, moving lightly in the white world.

Her limbs were slender and powerful, as if every bone had been carefully carved, exuding unparalleled strength and beauty.

Her steps were light and graceful, like a jumping white elf, as if dancing in the sky.

Every step she took was above the clouds, leaving a slight "creaking" sound, like the music that nature played for her, soft and moving, echoing in the silent snow.

Xiaobai's claws were as white as snowflakes, sharp and dexterous, and could shuttle freely in the ice and snow.

Every leap she made was an intimate response to nature.

The marks she left on the "snow" were like a string of exquisite works of art, telling her journey and exploration.

Xiaobai is always curious. She stops sometimes, with her ears slightly erected, listening to the sounds around her, as if catching every pulse of nature.

Her eyes sparkle with wisdom, as if she can see through the secrets of this world.

Her tail is like a soft white ribbon, swinging gently with her movements, as if drawing a graceful arc in the air, adding a bit of agility and charm.

Whenever she turns around, her tail gently passes through the air, bringing a burst of snowflakes flying, as if adding a gorgeous background to her dance.

This elegant posture makes her particularly eye-catching in the dark night, as if she herself is the elf of this snowy field.

Xiaobai's figure is slender and well-proportioned, combining strength and elegance.

Every time she leaps in the air, it's like performing a silent dance, showing her unique charm.

Deadly and elegant.

Every inch of her skin exudes a healthy luster, as if it is a work of art carved out by the polar sun and cold wind.

Despite being in an extremely cold environment, her body temperature remained warm, as if it was a flame from deep within her heart that dispelled the surrounding cold.

Her existence is not only a miracle of the polar regions, but also a symbol of vitality.

After Xiaobai came out, he rubbed Huo Yuhao's shoulder docilely.

Compared to Xiaobai, Huo Yuhao's second soul, the Demon Spider, was still as cold, or socially phobic.

Huo Yuhao's second soul, the Demon Spider, quietly floated behind him, like a shadow, exuding an inaccessible and cold atmosphere.

In stark contrast to Xiaobai's lively and friendly style, the existence of the Demon Spider seemed to be a lonely declaration.

Its appearance is extremely unique, giving people a shuddering sense of beauty.

Its body is deep black, as if it were cast with the thickest ink in the night sky.

Whenever the moonlight falls, the spider's body will flash with a faint blue luster, like stars trembling slightly in the dark, giving people a mysterious and weird feeling.

The eight long legs of this demon spider are slender and elegant, like the slender hands of ancient dancers, and each leg is like a carefully carved work of art.

The joints of the legs are covered with delicate lines, as if they are the work of nature, giving people an illusion of both beauty and horror.

Its legs shimmer in the moonlight, like stars in the night sky, sometimes still, sometimes swinging lightly, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Every time it moves gently, the movement of its legs seems to be extremely smooth, as if dancing in the air.

The dance is elegant and agile, making people want to get closer involuntarily, but this dance reveals an unsettling threat.

Every turn and every stretch of it seems to release a silent power, making people feel suffocated.

In the center of the demon spider's body is a huge black gem.

The shape of this black gem is as smooth as obsidian, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

On both sides of the chest, there is a pair of sharp spikes like blades, as if ready to tear apart any enemy who dares to approach.

Its head is even more frightening, with a unique shape, like a twisted mask, covered with fine textures, as if telling countless unknown stories.

The eyes of the demon spider are its most eye-catching part, with four eyes shining like black gems, revealing a cold and deep light.

Whenever it looks at the enemy, those eyes seem to be able to see through his heart and reach the depths of his soul.

Despite this, the demon spider still chose to remain silent. Its aloofness and social phobia made it unwilling to communicate too much with Huo Yuhao.

After being summoned, Xiao Hei floated quietly in the air without moving.

The ghost-eyed crow, which was also black, was not so introverted.

The black ghost-eyed crow spread its wings and flew out, like a flowing ink mark in the night.

Its feathers were like the deepest night, flashing a faint luster, as if containing endless secrets.

Each feather was slender and tough, and when it trembled gently, it brought out a low wind sound, as if whispering some unknown story.

The crow's eyes were particularly eye-catching, like two obsidian stones, deep and mysterious.

There was a light of wisdom and cunning in the eyes, as if it could see through the truth of all things in the world.

Those eyes blinked from time to time, as if evaluating everything around them, and their sharp eyes penetrated the heavy fog and locked onto the enemy in front.

Its sight was like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting through the enemy's defenses, causing the opponent to feel a little fear.

The beak of the Ghost Eye Crow was sharp and black, shaped like a sharp blade, and from time to time it issued a low cry, like a warning, hitting the heart.

Its claws were strong and powerful, able to tightly grasp Huo Yuhao's shoulders, bringing a warm power.

Whenever it twisted its body slightly, it could feel the unique breath of the crow, as if every breath it took could resonate with the surrounding air.

After the purple-eyed crow flew out, it flew on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, quietly watching the enemy in front.

The Ghost Eye Demon Tree, which was abducted by the Ghost Eye Crow, was even more taciturn.

Under this cloudy sky, the Ghost Eye Demon Tree stood in the sky like a silent giant.

Its trunk was thick and twisted, and the surface was covered with a layer of black bark, as if it had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost, appearing even older and more mysterious.

From time to time, a trace of black liquid flows out of the trunk, as if the tree's blood is telling its pain and loneliness.

The tree crown is towering into the sky, and the branches and leaves are lush but gloomy.

Each leaf is like a small hand, stretching towards the sky, as if longing for something, but bound by an invisible force.

The color of those leaves is not the common green, but a deep purple, with a strange luster, as if hinting at its unique destiny.

The breeze blows gently, and the leaves make a low rustling sound, as if whispering, telling those unknown secrets.

The eyes on the trunk are like two burning rubies, flashing a cunning and mysterious light.

The roots of the Ghost Eye Demon Tree are deeply rooted in the ground, like countless black tentacles, tightly grasping the air to prevent it from falling.

Those roots are not only its support, but also its link with the outside world.

And Huo Yuhao's last soul, the Silver Wolf King, was also summoned.

The silver-white hair on its body was particularly gorgeous under the moonlight.

Under the bright moonlight, Huo Yuhao's last soul, the Silver Wolf King, was finally summoned.

With the strong call in his heart, the Silver Wolf King gradually emerged from the void, like a shining light, reflecting in the night sky.

The Silver Wolf King was tall and elegant, wrapped in a layer of pure silver-white hair like snow, like a layer of veil sprinkled on the earth by the moonlight.

Its hair swayed gently in the breeze, as if dancing with the stars in the night sky, and every shake emitted a dazzling light.

The eyes of the Silver Wolf King were like two dazzling sapphires, revealing wisdom and majesty, as if they could see into people's hearts and analyze all hidden emotions and secrets.

Its eyes swept around, with a natural nobility and superiority, making the surrounding air solemn and sacred.

The Silver Wolf King's limbs were slender and strong, with clear muscle lines, revealing extraordinary strength and agility.

Its claws are like sharp blades, flashing with cold light, giving people an invisible sense of deterrence. Every step it takes seems to shake the earth, making people feel palpitations.

Its tail is slender and fluffy, swinging gently with its movements, like a flowing silver belt, adding a bit of agility and elegance to it.

In the air, the figure of the Silver Wolf King is like a stream of light, sometimes high, sometimes low, as if talking to the moon.

Every leap it makes is like a gorgeous dance, elegant and powerful. With its movements, the air around it seems to become light, and the flowing wind carries a faint silver glow, as if cheering for the arrival of this king.

At this time, the wind blows gently, and the Silver Wolf King's hair flashes silver in the moonlight.

"Boy Huo Yuhao, is this the enemy you asked me to face?"

The Silver Wolf King stood in mid-air, and the air around him seemed to become heavy because of his presence. His

eyes were like ice, penetrating the enemy in front of him and hitting the depths of his heart.

He has a slender figure, well-defined muscles, and long silver hair fluttering gently in the breeze, like a majestic wolf king.

Although the enemy seems powerful, in the eyes of the Silver Wolf King, it is just an insignificant existence.

"Wait for death, human."

The Silver Wolf King raised a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself that these clones are just puppets of Kong, and they can't be compared with him at all.

His confidence was like a surging tide, filling his body and making him feel extremely happy.

At this moment, the Silver Wolf Emperor did not stop any longer and rushed towards the clone like a cheetah.

Every step he took was like thunder, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly from his power.

At that moment, his anger and unyielding seemed to explode in an instant, and the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time erupted like a volcano.

His consciousness was like a violent storm, sweeping away everything around him.

"Go!"

The Silver Wolf Emperor roared in his heart, and the majestic spiritual power was like a turbulent ocean wave, carrying the elemental power and launching an impact on the clone.

His eyes flashed with fanatical light, which was the desire for power and the desire to win.

At this moment, he was no longer the bullied being, but a fearless warrior.

However, facing the Silver Wolf Emperor's attack, the clone appeared calm and calm.

Its movements were simple and elegant, as if it had predicted every move of the Silver Wolf Emperor.

It waved its hand slightly, and the surrounding air instantly condensed into an indestructible barrier, easily blocking the Silver Wolf Emperor's attack.

At that moment, the Silver Wolf Emperor's anger and frustration were intertwined, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his face, which shocked his heart.

"How is that possible!"

The Silver Wolf Emperor secretly thought, and his mood instantly hit rock bottom.

I originally thought I could defeat the enemy easily, but unexpectedly I was forced to retreat by this move.

An uneasiness began to well up in his heart. Did he really underestimate the power of these replicants?

"Come again!"

The Silver Wolf Emperor gritted his teeth, and the unwillingness in his heart roared like a wild beast.

He was unwilling to admit defeat, and the flames of anger burned in his heart.

His mental strength became stronger at this moment, as if he wanted to turn all his frustrations into motivation and continue to charge forward.

In his heart, fighting is not only for victory, but also to show those guys in the sea of ​​consciousness his power!

But what happened next shocked him.

Because in the face of his attack, the clone was still uninjured!

"Huo Yuhao, your ability is a bit weird, but you are not qualified to defeat me with this alone!"

The clone chuckled.

He actually broke through the elemental blockade and punched the Silver Wolf Emperor in the face, knocking him away.

A circle of air waves spread around the punch, looking extremely terrifying. (End of chapter)