Hanging Sword Mountain.

White Tiger Holy Clan.

Now it is divided into two camps.

One is to follow the route of the purebred white tiger holy beast bloodline.

One is to hope that the bloodline of the White Tiger Holy Beast can be scattered in all walks of life and combine with other ethnic groups.

So among the surrounding mountains.

Some welcome novices, and some don’t.

But all existences have one thing in common, that is, it must be strong enough to be able to do it.

"Bai Xu is located in the June Divine Body Realm, and is not the top-notch in the White Tiger Holy Clan's realm, but it is also first-class." Bai Hu, who led Shang Yin and others, spoke clearly: "Although it is a competition, there is no need to hold back."

"When we find that the winner has been decided, we will naturally intervene."

In previous years, some white tigers who were wandering outside returned because some rules were unclear, so unpleasant things happened.

"Okay." Xiaobai was not vague. It originally had some magic weapons, but after years of polishing and awakening of memory in his bloodline, it knew that it was the best weapon itself.

Its body does not look so burly, and there are no tiger patterns on it, but snow-white all over.

If you don't look closely, you will really be considered a big white cat.

On the contrary, its opponent was extremely domineering with every move, and the tiger pattern on Bai Xu's body even radiated with golden light.

Extremely dazzling.

"I want you, the impure-blooded mixed men, know that the Holy Ancestor's Dharma image cannot be easily admired." The moment Bai Xu rushed over, his body turned into a sword and stabbed towards Xiaobai's eyebrows.

The little white body trembled and turned into a white giant sword, but it was not as sharp as Bai Xu.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the white giant sword opens and closes in the air. Every time it swings, it seems to have shocking power and domineering power.

A sonorous sound.

Incessantly heard.

One side is full of sharpness, the other side is simple and unpretentious.

Shang Yin was also surprised that Xiaobai had such a transformation.

He knew that this was the pattern technique of the White Tiger lineage, which turned himself into a warrior and dominated the way of killing and slaughtering.

Xiaobai is very stable.

No matter how Bai Xu is, he is domineering, and slashing wildly.

Every attack can make the edge overflow. If it weren't for the large formation blocking of the field they competed, Shang Yin would probably be affected.

"Damn it, are you still the tattoo technique of the White Tiger lineage?" Bai Xu was obviously helpless with Xiaobai.

As soon as he finished speaking, it turned into a white heavy sword. All its power condensed at one point, and white tiger battle patterns appeared on the sword. All its power burst out at this moment.

The sharp sword with sharpness was knocked away and turned into its original body. Bai Xu hit the valley not far away.

He was covered in blood all over his body, but the more serious injuries were that the bones on his body were probably broken into pieces.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the root cause.

Originally, many powerful White Tiger Holy Clan men were watching over the mountains and were silent.

Over the years.

This is the first time that it can be so powerful that it overwhelmingly defeated the wandering bloodlines of the geniuses of the same level of the White Tiger Holy Clan.

They could all feel that Xiaobai didn't try his best.

Indeed, Bai Xu's control over power is not as good as Xiaobai.

But why the gap is so huge is largely due to the purity of bloodline.

Xiaobai's bloodline purity is much better than Bai Xu.

At the same time, another bloodline on its body made Xiaobai's body particularly strong and filled with this terrible vitality.

It’s not that Bai Xu’s attack is ineffective, but that its attack will be eliminated, and Xiaobai has amazing recovery ability.

As long as you can't penetrate it, you will recover soon by just tearing the skin open.

A test of Xiaobai's strength has achieved its goal.

Bai Xu's body disappeared out of thin air and was taken for treatment.

"Senior, is that OK?" Xiaobai looked at the white tiger without any loss.

"You call me Bai Xuan, the Holy Ancestor Dharma image is in the holy land of our clan, and outsiders are not allowed to enter." It recognizes Xiaobai.

I have to say that Xiaobai used the White Tiger Stripe and Bloodline to create his own unique way of attack.

This competition also brought considerable visual impact to the strong men of the White Tiger lineage present.

"Its body has excellent foundation."

"If you don't have amazing blood purity, you can't use this kind of attack technique."

"Indeed, just look at how much power it can withstand the Holy Ancestor's Dharma image."

"Let's go, it seems that this little guy who is wandering outside has something."

Shang Yin and Tushan Xiaozhu were introduced into a palace by another young white tiger: "Everyone, here later. If there is a result, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"I would like to ask, is it really dangerous to pay tribute to the Dharma image of the White Tiger Holy Ancestor?" Shang Yin was still a little worried about Xiaobai.

"Of course, that is the first generation of white tigers in my holy clan. They were born from the innate Gengjin Dao. They are the holy spirits of heaven and earth. The bloodlines of descendants can possess the abilities of ancestors. Not as much as possible. Over the years, many geniuses have wanted to carry more power in the Dharma of the Holy Ancestors, and finally died on the spot..." The young white tiger said as he felt that he had said a little too much and left on his own.

It also wanted to see how much power Xiaobai could bear in front of the Holy Ancestor Dharma image.

"Tsk tsk, that Bai Xu is a very popular existence in the bloodline of the White Tiger Holy Clan. There are few people in the same age in the demon world who dare to provoke it."

"Although there are no magic weapons or forbidden techniques used in this battle, it can be seen that your little white guy can really fight."

"I'm afraid that the White Tiger Holy Clan will regard it as a hot commodity. You can imagine the benefits of staying there for the White Tiger Holy Clan."

The little master of Tushan smiled very brightly.

"How to say it?" Shang Yin was obviously a little puzzled.

"Among all races in the demon world, for the development of the race, everyone has different ideas. You said that those senior officials who support the blood of the White Tiger in various circles will be able to drive the old tradition crazy if they have Xiaobai in their hands..."

"But everything has to be how much it can bear in front of the Holy Ancestor's Dharma image."

"In the eyes of the White Tiger Holy Clan, the Dharma image of the Holy Ancestor is the highest standard for measuring the purity of bloodlines. The more powerful the Dharma image of the Holy Clan is, the closer it is to the Saint Ancestor, the more respected it will be..."

"If your little white can have a very high status in the White Tiger Holy Clan, do you want it to stay or follow you?"

The little master of Tushan stared at Shang Yin and said with a smile.

"Of course I hope it stays, but it's not that it doesn't follow me, our affection will be gone. As long as it can get preferential treatment in the White Tiger Holy Clan and the clan can really treat it well, it doesn't matter if it doesn't follow me." Shang Yin said with a smile.

"It is your mount, and its bloodline is special. Over the years, it is probably costing you a lot of financial resources to raise it, right? I finally developed this almost invincible bloodline, and I'm willing to give it up like this?" The little master Tushan's question is very real.

"In this world, there is nothing that really belongs to you. I am willing to give up. I have reached the peak of the Nine Yang True Saint Realm, but I have been unable to break through eternity. In the end, I will return to dust and earth. Is it useful to be unwilling to be unwilling to be unwilling?" Shang Yin looked at her and sighed.

The little master Tushan was stunned and laughed in silence: "That's right."
Chapter completed!