It turned out that it was not an illusion, but a big tiger really came.
Between the lightning and flint, she saw a huge creature swinging its tiger tail burning with blue Yin fire and sweeping past. The storm was roaring with fire, and the group of gray corpse wolves were swept into two halves.
The broken body was still burning with cold yin fire.
Li Jiujiu continued to land in mid-air, and the sweep of the wolf pack just now was completed in just a split second.
A huge striped tiger's head poked its head in her direction from the darkness, although the tiger's eyes covered with a faint blue luster were extremely fierce and cold.
But the way he arched his big head and stretched it out gave people an inexplicable sense of honesty.
The sudden arrival of the giant tiger made the pack of wolves and the practitioners with bloodstained bodies stunned.
They fell into a brief tacit understanding, and at the same time looked at the ghostly giant tiger with blue flames all over its body.
Li Jiujiu fell from in front of it. Looking at its huge eyes, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Yinling ghost tiger?!" Zhang Yaozong looked horrified as he recognized the origin of this tiger.
Everyone's hearts sank, and even the Demon Wolf King couldn't help but show hesitation and fear.
Yin spirits and ghost tigers come from the middle and secluded places. Their nature is extremely evil, their behavior is extremely evil, and their anger is deep. They are not easily cultivated and subdued by ghosts. Therefore, they have a vicious reputation. It is rare for people to refine these evil spirits into Shiki ghosts.
Over time, after absorbing the Yin Qi from heaven and earth, he became vicious and vicious.
Yin spirits and ghost tigers like to eat practitioners, and their methods are cruel. They love cats and mice, and they will kill the living under their claws.
Everyone couldn't help but show sympathetic eyes.
In his mind, compared to Yin Ling Gui Hu, if Li Jiujiu died in the mouth of the demon wolf, it would be considered a happy death.
Sure enough, the Yinling Ghost Tiger raised its huge head, looked at Li Jiujiu with its blue fire eyes, grinned, and this smile was so terrifying that it raised its sharp giant head towards the slender and frail figure.
Huge tiger claws.
People couldn't bear to look any longer and were about to turn their eyes away and face the battle squarely.
"Meow~" But who knows...
The Yinling Ghost Tiger roared with great strength, and the five sharp claws like knives were retracted into the flesh pad, and the claws were balled up into a soft meat ball.
Then a shocking scene happened.
The fire in the giant tiger's eyes dissipated, turning into a pair of big black round eyes, which looked very cute and silly.
It stood up with its legs bent forward like a human, and its two claws carefully reached out like holding objects, and caught Li Jiujiu.
Bang!
Someone's sword fell to the ground in shock.
Miao Chen's palm also slipped, and the crane's wings plowed a deep crack in the mountain road.
Li Jiujiu was stunned as if he was in a dream. He couldn't bear the emotion of the rest of his life. He only felt extremely shocked.
She felt that she must not have woken up, but the thick and soft fleshy pad under her buttocks was so real that when she fell on it, she was bounced up and down quite comically.
Under the siege of the demon wolf in that desperate situation just now, apart from the injuries on her shoulders caused by Yan Yun, she had no scratches on her whole body.
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at her, as if they were silently asking her why she didn't summon such a vicious creature earlier.
Damn it!
Li Jiujiu also felt baffled.
Growing up, she never had a cat, let alone a big tiger.
She lay on the tiger's paw pads and looked at its big, harmless and round eyes, like a stupid guy with underdeveloped IQ.
Li Jiujiu suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to compare his life-saving tiger like this, so he asked in a low voice: "Hu baby...have you mistakenly recognized your mother?" He also took a piece of earth for him.
name.
Yinling Guihu's eyes suddenly turned resentful.
The demon wolf king roared angrily, and stepped out dozens of cracks under his feet. However, he did not give them a chance to reunite mother and son, and led the black demon wolf to kill them again.
"Damn it! Call your heroic ghost ghost tiger to defend the enemy!"
"Everyone, hurry up and gather in the direction of the ghost tiger. Set up a formation! Damn it! With the help of this evil spirit, you won't have to worry about killing all these dogs and beasts!"
When the few people on the human side saw the appearance of the heroic spirit Ghost Tiger, their emotions suddenly became high.
He was even ready for a bloody battle.
Even if they are seriously injured or severely disabled, as long as they seize this mineral vein, there is no need for the sect to spare expensive elixirs for their treatment and cultivation.
"Woo..."
At this time, a clear and long flute sound came from the dusk wind.
The melody is elegant and peaceful, like a long spring song.
Groups of demonic wolves were averted by the sound of the flute, as if all the bones in their bodies had been taken away. They fell to the ground one after another, twitched their limbs twice, spit out smelly green liquid, and then became motionless again.
The Demon Wolf King was running on a huge rock. Suddenly, as if he was struck by an arrow in his heart, he screamed and fell heavily from the rock, creating a shallow pit. He heard the sound of dying people inside.
The posture of preparing for a life-and-death battle seems a bit ridiculous in this scene where the corpses of demon wolves are everywhere.
They had no idea what was going on.
The sound of the flute came suddenly and was normal to the ear, but why did it cause such a huge reaction among these demonic wolves?
The clear sound of the flute in the wind gradually stopped.
The mountain wind rustled the dead leaves, stirring up the scarlet blood among the remaining leaves.
A ray of skylight penetrated the darkness and fell down. The bright red robe soaked through the blood and moisture in the mountain road, and the bloodshot threads between the jade flutes were absorbed into the cries of ghosts.
Everyone looked at the young man in red robe walking out of the darkness, with a jade flute as bright as frost and snow on his waist, glowing with a warm jade-white light in the darkness.
His eyes were clear, his complexion was pale, and his brows had the unique childishness of a young man. Even though he was carrying this woman on his back and in his hands, he still gave people a noble and profound aura as he walked.
The young man stepped over the piles of wolf carcasses and came not far away from Li Jiujiu, who had long been stunned. He said warmly: "Ahu, there is blood on the ground. Please hold it for a while longer."
Li Jiujiu stared at her blankly, his eyes bright, this young gentleman with an elegant and elegant temperament.
He is her special someone.
The scene was quiet for a while, and occasionally a few dying wolf howls could be heard in the empty mountains and fields.
Li Jiujiu lay on the tiger's paw pads, staring blankly at the young man through the furry tiger hairs between his paws.
She had never seen him wearing red clothes, but she felt that the dazzling color could not suppress the freshness and freshness of his body.
Li Jiujiu's face turned red when she caught his bright gaze. She felt very happy knowing that he had driven away such a powerful tiger and saved her. However, in front of everyone, she was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
Something good.
The moment before, between life and death, I thought of his appearance in my heart.
Now he appeared in front of him.
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