The two of them didn't even think about it carefully and didn't dare to stay for a long time. However, they seemed to be on the left and right, but they didn't know where to go. Yan Jing was brave, and claimed that he had experienced more than Xia Yanqi, and with some compensation for his mistake of jumping into the Yin-gathering Formation, he took the lead in walking forward.

At this time, they were only three or two steps away from the edge, and the pace was a little faster, not even two seconds.

Yan Jing held the peach wood dagger and talisman in his hand, and jumped forward with all his body tense. He was about to jump out of the Yin-gathering Formation. A white light flashed in front of him. At this time, he was in the air and could not use his power. He was quick to wield his peach wood dagger forward into the white light. When the two met, they made a thunderous sound.

Xia Yanqi hurriedly reached out to catch Yan Jing who was flying back, and at the same time he kicked it, kicked it on the peach wood dagger that was taking off his hand. He then gently snatched it back and stuffed it into Yan Jing's hand.

After Yan Jing landed, he realized that half of his body was numb. He grinned and rubbed his numb arms, saying, "Don't you want us out?"

Seeing that he could still speak, Xia Yanqi couldn't help but feel relieved. Hearing this, he frowned and looked at the white light column in the middle of the Yin-Catching Formation, and he was eager to try: "I'll go and test it first, you'll wait for me here." After that, he was about to go there. Yan Jing hurriedly reached out and pressed her shoulder. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xia Yanqi's face change, and he pinched his hand and pulled it in his direction. Yan Jing's body was still numb, but after being pulled, he pressed towards Xia Yanqi. Xia Yanqi turned around and adjusted the two of them. The King of Hell stabbed Yanjing to the place where Yan Jing was standing just now. He could hear a shrill howl that was not as loud as a human voice. A burst of white smoke rose out of nowhere, and the white smoke dispersed to all directions but gathered not far away, floating in the air to form a white tiger.

The huge phantom of the white tiger stood in the air, with its eyes arrogant and stunning figure, with a majestic and imposing aura. His eyes were staring at Xia Yanqi coldly, and let out a few low roars from his throat, as if threatening her, and as if warning her.

The pressure poured out from the white tiger mercilessly and pressed against Xia Yanxi. Xia Yanxi's body was tense, holding the palm of the King of Hell tightly, and was already sweaty. He also stared at the white tiger's eyes. Each person and tiger looked at each other through the air, and the air condensed and was about to break out.

The white tiger bent his waist and back, pressed his claws in the air and rushed towards Xia Yanqi. Its momentum was like the wind and its speed was extremely fast, but it jumped to Xia Yanqi in an instant. Xia Yanqi could even see the sharp tiger teeth shining with cold light in the tiger's mouth, and smelled the rotten breath coming from it.

She hurriedly held her breath and dodged sideways. The King of Hell in her hand took action without any mercy, inserted it from the side of the tiger, and then pulled it down. The tiger roared with pain, and the tiger tail like a steel whip came over with a sharp whistling sound. Xia Yanqi let go of the King of Hell, clenched his fists and blocked it in front of her head. With a "pop", it was hitting her forearm, and it hurts so much.

When Yan Jing saw the white tiger move, he also moved. When the white tiger approached, his hands were flying, and he instantly threw out seven or eight talismans.

The white tiger was in pain and swayed its body left and right to throw the talismans down. Xia Yan and the others wanted to take this opportunity to take down the white tiger. Unexpectedly, the white tiger seemed to have become human. With a kick in the hind legs, it flew into the air again, three or four meters away from the two.

Yan Jing made seals with both hands and recited the nine-character mantra. The white tiger was in pain, and roared, buried his head and rushed over again. Yan Jing had no talismans in his hand, so he pinched the peach wood dagger and stepped forward to face the white tiger with Xia Yanqi. The two of them held the King of Hell in one hand and the peach wood dagger in the other. They cut the white tiger's body back and forth. Soon, they saw the white tiger's unwilling whimper, and their body turned into wisps of white smoke, and penetrated into the Yin gathering formation.

The Yin-gathering array emitted a faint light, and then calmed down and returned to its original appearance.

Xia Yanqi then found that his arms were hurt. When he raised it, he saw that the place where he had been hit by the tiger's tail had swollen and blue, which was particularly scary, and the scars were spreading to both sides. Yan Jing took out two blank talismans and posted them with one hand. As soon as the talisman was pressed on, Xia Yanqi felt a cold breath coming out from the wound. After a while, he felt a sharp pain coming from his arms.

Seeing that the swelling on her arm had subsided and her skin had returned to its original color, Yan Jing stretched out his hand to pull off the talisman. Seeing that there was a wisp of gas floating on each of the blank talismans, as thick as ink, she could even feel that she was still struggling, trying to escape from the talisman, which made the two of them feel dangerous and glad.

Yan Jing folded the talismans printed with gas and stabbed them in with a peach wood dagger. Two light "pop" sounds from the talismans came, and there was no fire and it disappeared naturally and dissipated in the air.

The two of them felt a little relaxed, but they didn't dare to relax their vigilance too much. After thinking about it, Yan Jing said, "If the thing just now was a white tiger, would there be Qinglong Zhuque and Xuanwu?" He looked at the three green feathers surrounding the light column and said, "Are these three feathers the feathers of Zhuque?"

Xia Yanqi was a little depressed and said, "To be honest, I am willing to face the animals that can be seen directly like the bottomless abyss. I don't know where the things here are hidden, so I suddenly rushed out for people. It's so sinister!"

Yan Jing sighed: "The white tiger belongs to metal, and it is the master of solemnity and killing, and it has the ability to subdue ghosts. It belongs to yin and yang, but what we just saw is also a ghost... After all, I just think this place is inconsistent with common sense and it is too strange."

Xia Yanqi wrinkled his nose and said, "Then were we ordinary or particularly dangerous just now?"

A guess flashed through Yan Jing's heart, but this guess was too incredible. Even if it was a guess, he felt that it was too bizarre and beyond common sense. He hesitated and said to Xia Yanqi: "I think choosing the White Tiger here seems to be a warning and reminder to the trespasser, and the reminder is even more dangerous later."

"No," Xia Yanqi screamed, looking desperate, "Just the moment I wish I could swallow us in one bite, was it just a warning?"

Yan Jing thought about it, but he felt that the guess was just now that he was thinking randomly, so he shook his head and laughed, and suddenly said: "Although I don't know if it is useful, the twenty-eight constellations and the Big Dipper where the White Tiger is are all rotating around the North Star. Therefore, we can try stepping on the seven-star array to see if it can be done."
Chapter completed!