"Archaic blood..."

Lu Guang, a free-spirited boy, looked at the huge black wolf in the void with a slight dignified look. The black wolf, with its barbarous breath, seemed to have reached the summit of the fifth-rank monster.

"I've heard that the Black Wolf King has an archaic blood, but I didn't expect it to be true, let's just come to see it today, the real archaic blood!"

Lu Guang's voice became louder and louder. In the end, there were silent rings of bells, which made people deafened. However, the huge black wolf on the head of the King of Black Wolves, as if it had condensed into substance, roared...