With a tiger roar, a burly figure flew out. With a loud shout, a long moon-curved sword seemed to be like a meteor rushing to the moon and drawing a golden mark above the Yao Pool.

Venerable White Tiger, a powerful immortal king in Juye during the Dragon and Phoenix War, is powerful and rumored to be the leader of the Four Symbols, with a cultivation level far exceeding the other three. As soon as he appeared, the Sanqing Taoist who had just won the victory all changed his face and was extremely scared.

But what surprised everyone was that the long sword of the crescent moon in the hand of the White Tiger Spirit did not slash at others, but killed Wanjiang, the master of the Wanpo Poison Valley who summoned him.

Everyone was shocked, but Wan Jiang looked calm and seemed to be prepared. He immediately raised the demon refining pot and greeted him.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the long sword of the moon slashed the demon-refining pot, causing sparks to sprinkle countless times. The spirit of the White Tiger stood in the air with a long sword, and the tiger was powerful, and Wanjiang was chopped and almost retreated from the Blue Sea Yaochi.

Zhaoming was stunned and didn't understand why this was so. After a closer look, he found that the spirit of the White Tiger was different from the spirit of the other four symbols. His eyes were firm and he was not confused. He seemed to have his own mind when he saw the situation.

Having your own mind means you can communicate and do a lot of things. Thinking of this, Zhaoming immediately became excited.

During the Battle of Dragon and Phoenix, most of the remnants of Juye moved overseas, but many were also lingered in the prehistoric continent, and there were many in the Sky Ridge. Although they were not very strong, they knew a lot of things from that era, especially about the spirit of the White Tiger.

Because he was full of interest in the Battle of Yunyue Peak, Zhaoming also asked a lot in private.

The spirit of the White Tiger was Marshal Juye in that era, known as Marshal of the White Tiger, and established Juye with Emperor Qilin. He worked hard for the country of the beast-like demon race.

If he could get his help, it might be able to change the current situation of the demon clan's decline.

I was in a state of excitement, but I was determined to rush over. I just tried it a little and realized that I could not fly in this strange place and could only be anxious.

At this time, the White Tiger Spirit pointed at Wan Jiang's long sword in his hand and shouted with murderous intent: "You actually want to control me with your ability! You are simply looking for death!"

Wan Jiang was not angry when he was so despised, but just bowed slightly to the White Tiger Spirit and said, "I have seen Marshal of the White Tiger. In Xia Wan Jiang, he is a disciple of the Demon Ancestor, but the Demon Ancestor does not allow me to be called a master."

"When I left the demon world, the Demon Ancestor once instructed that Marshal White Tiger must treat him with courtesy. Today, I asked Marshal you to come out, not to control you, but to ask you to do something."

The White Tiger Spirit sneered: "That sneaky guy plotted against me many times, but he actually wanted me to help him. It was ridiculous."

The sneaky thing you say naturally refers to the Demon Ancestor. If you dare to call someone who is comparable to the Dao Ancestor, you are probably the only one in front of you.

Everyone was surprised, only the Three Pure Taoist, Zhunti Taoist and Jie Yin Taoist were not surprised and seemed to be used to it.

After hearing what the White Tiger Spirit said, Wan Jiang shook his head: "The Demon Ancestor said that he could not compare to the Marshal for a lifetime. If you don't have enough strength, you can use your wisdom to make up for it. You can do nothing. In the past, everyone had their own goals and their own plans. It's just that he won you a little bit."

"Now the past has become clouds and mist, and too much entanglement is useless. Even he can separate the boundaries with the Taoist ancestor and govern. What other impossible things can be found in this world. Instead of being entangled with many things, it is better to abandon past grudges and shake hands and make peace."

"Haha!" The White Tiger Spirit laughed: "At this time, he actually said that he wanted to abandon his past grudges, and he was a fool!"

Wan Jiang sighed: "Does Marshal White Tiger know what the situation is like today?"

The White Tiger's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue talking.

Wan Jiang continued: "The Battle of Dragon and Phoenix. The demon clan was completely destroyed, and the three royal clans almost died. The witch clan entered the prehistoric world, and the demon clan was defeated. Now, except for a corner of the abyss Demon Realm, there is still a place for the demon clan to survive. There is no place where the demon clan has established itself in the prehistoric world."

"Even the remaining demon clan is in great danger. Once the witch clan draws his hand, the demon clan will definitely be doomed and there will be no chance."

"You dare to lie to me!" The White Tiger Spirit was furious. When he died, although Juye had already declined, the world was still dominated by the demon clan. How could he believe what the other party said?

Seeing that the White Tiger Spirit was about to take action again, Wan Jiang shook his head: "I'm just telling the truth. There is also your Immortal King of the Demon Clan here, you can ask him."

The White Tiger Spirit's hand holding the knife shook slightly, then looked at the demon clan immortal king wearing gray feathers and asked loudly: "I once heard that there is a Kunpeng Taoist in the Eighth Heaven, who is extremely powerful, but you?"

The Taoist wearing gray feathers nodded: "Yes, I am the Taoist Kunpeng."

He paused for a moment and shook his head and said, "What Wanjiang said is true, the demon clan is out of power. The witch clan and the immortal clan each have their own luck, and there are countless strong people, and the demon clan has no longer regained its glory."

"You're so sure, but have you tried it?" asked the White Tiger Spirit again.

Taoist Kunpeng shook his head: "No, even if I am the Immortal King, even if I am a few immortal kings present, there are more immortal kings in the Immortal Clan. The witch clan is even more difficult to count. I am alone and I can't support it. What's the use of even taking action?"

"How can you know that you haven't tried it? As the Immortal King, I still think you are a brave person, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" The White Tiger Spirit looked contemptuous and looked at Wan Jiang and asked, "Say, what do Luohu wants me to do for him?"

Wan Jiang was slightly happy on his face and hurriedly said, "Yaochi is the place where the body of the 36th grade green lotus is buried. The fortune is extraordinary. Although the gods contained in it have been transformed into the way of heaven by Pangu, their torso are immortal and have evolved into new divine objects after endless years."

"The Demon Ancestor calculates that there should be five treasure divine lotus here today. One of the twelve-grade black lotus was born in response to the Demon Realm, which can suppress the riotous demonic energy in the Demon Realm. The Demon Ancestor hopes that you can help him retrieve this twelve-grade black lotus back to the Demon Realm!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the immortal kings were stunned, and then their faces were different.

Everyone knew that treasures were about to be produced here, but no one could calculate what kind of treasure it would be, and they could not count as accurate as the number of five flowers. Now Wanjiang General's words are clearly stated, and he is worthy of being a person who is comparable to the Taoist Ancestor.

There are only five treasures, but there are more than ten immortal kings on the scene. How to divide them naturally becomes something that has to be faced.

The Taoist Shunti and the Taoist Huiyin are one group. The Taoist Sanqing are one group, the Queen Mother of Jin is one group, the Taoist Kunpeng is one group and the Dharma King of Yin and Yang, and the ancestor of the Styx are also one group.

By doing this, it just happened to be the five numbers, but once one of them was taken away by the Demon Realm, someone would definitely not get it. How to deal with this matter, everyone began to think about it.

After hearing what Wan Jiang said, the White Tiger Spirit nodded and said loudly: "Okay, I can agree to this matter, but you have to respond to me."

"Please tell me directly by the marshal!" Wan Jiang nodded immediately.

The White Tiger Spirit looked around the many immortal kings around, then looked at the prehistoric continent outside the Yaochi, and slowly said: "As long as you take the demon-refining pot to walk all over the prehistoric continent!"

"Walking all over the prehistoric continent?" Wan Jiang was stunned, then thought of something, and said in a lost voice: "Do you want to disrupt the prehistoric continent?"

The White Tiger Spirit nodded: "Yes. As you said, the world has become a decisive situation, and the demon clan is powerless to turn the world back. Then I will break this decisive situation and give my demon clan another chance."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face changed. With the strength of the White Tiger Spirit, if it was only for destruction and not to worry about the outcome, the prehistoric continent would surely become a mess, as he said. The demon race might get opportunities from it.

But Wan Jiang shook his head without hesitation and said, "This matter is absolutely impossible. The Demon Ancestor said that although the Dao Ancestor did not say that he could not interfere in matters outside the Demon Realm, for some reasons, he could not interfere too much."

"You have now become the spirit of the demon refining pot. After all, it comes from the hands of my demon world. You can't do it too much."

The White Tiger Spirit sneered: "Since that's the case, I'll forgive me for being incapable of helping me."

Wan Jiang shook his head: "If the Marshal has made up his mind, then I have nothing to say to Wan Jiang. If there is room for room, then I can only say one thing. Now the world can make the Demon Ancestor owe you personal favors, which is definitely better than you make such a big fuss. After all, without the leader of the Immortal King, the demon clan will eventually be difficult to become a great man."

The White Tiger Spirit did not say anything, his face changed, and he was struggling in his heart. After a while, he sighed slightly: "Okay, I don't want to say more. If I dare to deceive me, I don't need to say more of the consequences."

Seeing his agreement, the Sanqing Taoist, Zhunti Taoist and Jie Yin Taoist all changed their faces slightly and looked solemn. Although they did not take out weapons and magic weapons immediately, they knew that they were ready for battle just by looking at the appearance of a few people.

Wan Jiang looked happy and nodded repeatedly: "This was agreed by the Demon Ancestor himself, so he dare not deceive him."

"He has been deceived for too much time, what do you know?" The White Tiger Spirit snorted coldly, turned around, and his tiger eyes swept across everyone, and finally landed on the Sanqing Taoist.

Taoist Taiqing had no expression on his face, his gray light was shining all over his body, and he was clamoring.

Taoist Yuqing held the Qingping Sword, his face was tangled and seemed a little hesitant.

The Taoist Shangqing frowned and said, "Master Baihu, don't be fine!"

"Marson of the White Tiger?" The White Tiger Spirit sneered and said again: "I didn't expect that you three have now become the peak of this world, which is quite good."

The Taoist of Shangqing said lightly: "Marson of the White Tiger is too rewarded, it is natural for God's will!"

"Are you right?" The White Tiger Spirit sneered again, and then said loudly: "I want to take a twelve-grade black lotus, have you ever done it?"

The three of them were each struggling and no longer as calm as they were about the other four symbols before. After a while, the Qing Daoist spoke and said, "Master Baihu spoke, we should have..."

"No need to say more!"

Before the Taoist of Shangqing finished speaking, he was interrupted by the White Tiger Spirit. Then he raised the long sword of the moon and pointed the blade at the sky, pointing at the edge of the sword: "I'm going to do it."

"Marson of the White Tiger!"

Taoist Yuqing hurriedly spoke to say something, but suddenly the sky darkened, and a roar appeared between the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the sky.

Floods surged in the Yao Pool, but in the blink of an eye, a black lotus with twelve petals slowly rose from the water. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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