Maybe it's nervousness, maybe it's anger, maybe it's fear.

Although the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt condensed by the soul body condensed by the space life invoked the power of space, it was to no avail.

He was busy and chaotic, and then he wanted to figure out who could swallow and absorb his gastric juice in his own stomach space.

Two silver rays shot out of his eyes again, piercing through the stomach space at once.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt saw gastric juice wrapping around a golden house as tall as a two-story building.

The house is translucent, and a cyan dragon is flying and hovering in the golden house.

Isn't this the White Tiger Hall? How did it end up in the hands of Zhao Xiang and Rael? and it was upgraded to a sixteen-grade sacrificial treasure?

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt said in a lost voice: "Oh my God, the Golden Tiger Hall actually has the soul body of the divine beast Qinglong as a sacrifice spirit?"

"I, I, I, how can I fight him?" The yellow-shirted middle-aged man's originally silver eyes suddenly gradually dispersed, "Qinglong actually mastered some of the power of reincarnation, fighting with him, I only have to die!"

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt who condensed the white tiger of space life into a soul body finally showed a dead gray color on his face.

And after the green dragon spit out the dragon breath and once again sacrificed a trace of the power of reincarnation, he actually felt a little powerless.

A soul fluctuation that seemed to come from ancient times, or from some powerful god, suddenly slashed into the green dragon's body like lightning.

Qinglong immediately felt the pain of his soul being torn apart and cut.

"Qinglong, it is already a miracle that you can resurrect your soul, and it is even more rebellious to be able to control the power of two threads of reincarnation. ”

"Since the White Tiger has devoured Moon Bay and become a space divine beast, there must be a reason for him to continue to exist. ”

"So, you'd better not use the dragon's breath to devour the white tiger's gastric juice to gain the power of reincarnation. ”

"What exists is reasonable, just like you who have resurrected your soul and become the spirit of the Golden Tiger Hall. ”

"Everything is good for itself, the destiny of heaven cannot be changed, it can be changed, and the enlightenment is the way. ”

"That's it, hurry up and decide the trade-off, don't miss the opportunity. ”

The strange voice is vicissitudes and far away, full of wisdom and Zen machine, which makes Qinglong instantly dazed.

Qinglong didn't know who the soul fluctuation information was that had been passed on to him, and it didn't sound malicious, but rather pointed.

The soul fluctuation came so suddenly that Qinglong couldn't even remember who was so kind.

But immediately, a spiritual light flashed through his mind: "Could it be the ...... of the Infinite God Realm?"

Yes, it must be him!

In the Infinite God Realm, the only trusted friend of my Qinglong is him!

One of the supreme beings who has mastered most of the power of reincarnation!

The god of destiny who controls fate!

Tianhua!

As soon as he thought of Tianhua, the god of fate, Qinglong's eyes immediately bloomed.

The reason why I was able to grasp and use the power of the two threads of reincarnation must be due to Tianhua.

Tianhua, the god of fate, is in the Wuji God Realm, which is the most affectionate and ruthless, the fairest and the most ruthless supreme god.

Many people respected him and feared him, many praised him, and many cursed him.

Even many people are plotting to kill him behind their backs.

It is said that the ninth-level divine beast White Tiger just wanted to plot his fate gods, so he was captured by Zhao Wushu and made a sacrifice spirit for his altar.

The fundamental reason why White Tiger plotted against Tianhua was because Tianhua refused to modify the fate of a certain descendant of White Tiger.

Could it be that Tianhua, the god of fate, was assassinated? Fang Cai's soul transmission is the voice of history?

The series of thoughts and thoughts in Qinglong's heart were actually only in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Qinglong exchanged information with Rael's soul: "Rael, I can only collect two traces of reincarnation power, and any more collection will be fatal to me." So the next thing, I have to ask you to communicate quickly with Brother Xiang's boss, and let the boss use my green dragon to devour his white tiger's gastric juice as a threat, and immediately control and subdue the space life white tiger, without delay, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!"

Rael was shocked when he heard this, but he was also an experienced and experienced old man, so he immediately nodded in agreement, and immediately communicated with Zhao Xiang's soul.

Zhao Xiang, who was decisive in killing, immediately made a decision to act according to Qinglong Jihua.

So he immediately ordered the Golden Tiger Hall's Sacrificial Spirit Green Dragon to pretend to carry out a more violent and domineering attack through Rael.

The green dragon was ordered, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the dragon's breath was swallowed, continuously, and the frequency was greatly increased compared to the previous one.

Space Life White Tiger stomach space, those viscous gastric juices, turned over the river and the sea.

Seeing all this, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt immediately shouted as if he had woken up from a dream: "Qinglong Qinglong, you stop, my White Tiger admits defeat and admits defeat, right?"

"Admit defeat? According to your White Tiger's cunning personality, will you admit defeat?" Zhao Xiang straightened his forehead and long hair, and immediately refused, "Qinglong is my sacrificial spirit, he finally discovered that devouring your gastric juice can extract the power of reincarnation, hmph, even if he agrees, I won't agree! The power of reincarnation, what a magical liliang! With this kind of liliang, why can't I Zhao Xiang be worried about not being able to dash around the world and walk all over the divine realm?"

When the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt heard Zhao Xiang's words, he secretly said in his heart, it's bad, it's bad, the green dragon is Zhao Xiang's sacrificial spirit, how can he obey my will? Even if he listens to my will, if Zhao Xiang doesn't agree, it will be in vain.

I can only do Zhao Xiang's work, even if I sacrifice a lot of freedom and interests, I will admit it.

If I can't save my life, I'll take a trick.

Hmph, let the whole spell shijie be destroyed!

Destroy the spell shijie, see how you Zhao Xiang still live!

"Oh, I said Zhao Xiang, oh no, no, no, Brother Xiang, you can persuade Qinglong, don't devour my stomach, keep me to your Brother Xiang's power is greater than that soul power." The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt said with a flattering smile on his face.

Zhao Xiang saw that the fish was really hooked, but he couldn't show too much enthusiasm: "I said White Tiger, you won't lie to me, right?

"Boss, you don't understand, as long as I fuse the Liliang of the Sequoia Forest, I can completely control the spell shijie, and I can also make the spell shijie exert more and more powerful devouring powers," seemed to think for a while, before he made up his mind, he continued, "I can also devour more space at the fastest speed, so that the spell shijie can develop into a more advanced spatial interface, and maybe even make him a comparable to the Infinite God Realm, In addition, I can also provide the Boss with the charm Shijie's Liliang at any time! Boss, do you think my Liliang of the Space Life White Tiger is big?"

Listening to the words of the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt of the soul body condensed by the white tiger of the space life, Zhao Xiang set off a storm in his heart:

Oh my God, after subduing the space life white tiger, can you get so many benefits?

That's three points better than I expected!

But will he give me these benefits?

If I made him a loyal brother of mine, wouldn't that worry be completely dispelled?