Suddenly, the wolf's movements stopped, and Jing Yang was so scared that he didn't dare to move.,Jing Yang was thinking this way, a drop of the crimson blood that had splashed on him floated away from his skin and hovered slowly in front of him. Jing Yang's thoughts were in turmoil, and the line of blood almost fell to the ground. Jing Yang held his breath and concentrated, controlling the bloodline to fly towards the two wild wolves that were rolling and wrestling on the ground. In mid-air, the bloodline gradually formed a five-pointed star under the control of a white light.,Please provide me with the text you would like me to translate. I can then translate it into English while preserving the HTML tags.。