"Only the three of you left."
As he looked at the pack of Wind Thunder Demon Wolves, especially the three high-level demon generals among them, Qin Yang's lips curled into a slight smile.
Swish!
Qin Yang reached out with his right hand, and a transparent jade talisman as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his hand, featuring wing patterns on it.
Crack!
Qin Yang crushed the transparent jade talisman in his hand, and a white light condensed on his back, transforming into a pair of transparent wings.
Flap!
The transparent wings flapped as Qin Yang held the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword. His figure flashed, and he charged towards the pack of Wind Thunder Demon Wolves.
"Look, what is he trying to do?"
"This kid actually has a Tier Three Talisman, an Earth-Walking Feather Talisman."
"Is he seeking death? He's actually charging toward a high-level demon general's Wind Thunder Wolf."
"..."
Seeing Qin Yang's actions, quite a few cultivators cried out in surprise.
