Feng Yuan looked at the night sky and said to Feng Yang: "There may be a change in the Tielin tribe, so be careful this time."

"Little Tielin tribe, can you still make a big difference!"

Feng Yang's thick eyebrows were raised high, and the Chinese face was full of strong domineering spirit.

"The Tielin tribe is not a problem. However, in recent years, the legend of the Divine Bingtan has begun to spread in the East Wilderness. It is likely that the barbarians are making trouble. Don't be careless."

Feng Yang is extremely talented, but he is too proud. He has been active in the sphere of influence of the Qifeng tribe before and has never encountered setbacks.

As a teacher, Feng Yuan must remind him at all times.

"Some people believe in the absurd legend of Divine Soldier Pond, which is so stupid!"

Feng Yang is difficult to understand why anyone believes in this illusory legend.

"Whether it is human or barbarian, most of them are ignorant. It is not surprising to believe the rumors."

Feng Yuan said with deep thought and said, "A thousand-year disaster is coming, and all living beings in the world cannot escape the disaster. This time we go there to investigate the barbarian movements and prepare early."

"Eighteen Ridges in the East Wilderness are from our Qifeng Tribe. If the barbarians want to do whatever they want, we will never be polite."

Feng Yang said confidently.

Feng Yuan was about to speak, but suddenly felt a sense of emotion and looked up.

The green light shining in the deep night sky suddenly gathered into a beam and flowed downwards.

In the green light, you can faintly see the light and shadow of the green wolf.

The Canglang is not strong or fierce, but has a strong and tenacious aura that seems to be unable to shake.

"The true soul of the Canglang!"

Feng Yuan said in a lost voice, and the calm face also felt a little more shocked for the first time.

"What is that?" Feng Yang said in confusion.

Cut through the totem pole and have the chance to absorb the totem technique. It is difficult for a small tribe like the Green Wolf tribe to obtain good totem technique. I didn’t expect that the man was really lucky to get the true soul of the Cang Wolf.”

Feng Yuan said, shook his head and said, "The true soul of the Canglang is extremely rare, and it can make people's body and soul more tense. However, this power effect varies from person to person, and it falls on the weak, and it has almost no effect. It is not worth caring about."

"So that's it." Feng Yang didn't care either.

This is the most remote corner of the East Wilderness Mountains. A third-level warrior can dominate. How can there be any strong people?

No matter how much the true soul of the Canglang falls into his hands, there is no need to care.

"By the way, Canglang's true soul is very strong, and it will take several days to fully integrate. Before fusion, it can be transferred to others through secret techniques."

Feng Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "If you are lucky, you may have a chance to get the true soul of the Canglang."

"That's great, haha..."

Feng Yangyao looked at the direction where the totem light fell, and his eyes became hot.

Unfortunately, the night was dark and the mountains were like obstacles, so where could he see the belonging of the wolf?

The Jinshi Valley hundreds of miles away, the soldiers of the Wolf Clan and the Iron Forest tribe, could see it clearly.

The green wolf turned into a green light fell from the sky and fell straight on Gao Zhengyang.
Chapter completed!