What kind of character is Amber Qingming, the ancestor of the Onmyoji, the first person of the Onmyoji in the past thousand years, it is said that he has achieved the rank of earth immortal, and is one of the few earth immortals in the history of Dongying.

The Shikigami he cultivated was already extremely powerful, and then he was blessed by the mental power of all beings in the shrine, and he had already become a proficient god!

At this moment, as soon as the white tiger-style god came out, the heaven and earth were sympathetic, rumbling, and there was a roar of thunder above the nine heavens.

This is a powerful divine beast, white hair like silk, snow bright and flawless, there are runes flashing, there is golden light flowing, there is a pure and holy aura throughout the body, every inch of fur is crystal shining, giving people a sense of immortality, as if compatible with the Great Dao.

This is the result of the baptism of the minds of all beings, the minds are flawless and unblemished, pure and pure, even the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld can also be transformed and bloom with the brilliance of divinity.

Ye Tian's heart was shocked, and he changed color slightly. This white tiger-like god is far from being comparable to the kobold monster that Junichi Watanabe summoned just now.

As soon as the white tiger-style god came out, the dog-ghost god really became a local chicken and a dog, and he couldn't see it.

"It's still a white tiger-style god, tall and mighty, with good facial features, and it's comfortable to look at, so it's a good choice to catch it as a war puppet. He had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart again.

If Amber Miki knew what he was thinking at the moment, I'm afraid she would spray him in the face with a mouthful of salt soda and make him daydream.

"Uncle Watanabe, Uncle Miyamoto, the White Tiger Style God I can only control for three minutes, and then there will be a danger of headwinds. We're going to do it quickly!" Amber said.

This has just summoned the White Tiger God, and her pretty face has already turned white, which is caused by mental exhaustion.

With her ability, she can't control the White Tiger God at all, and even three minutes is a big test for her!

As mentioned earlier, the more powerful the Shikigami is, the more difficult it is to control. If Shikigami's combat power surpasses that of Onmyoji, there will be a danger of headwinds, being devoured by Shikigami or even devoured by Shikigami.

Since he is a "god", how can he be willing to be toyed with between applause?

Of course, there are only four of the twelve gods handed down by the ancestors of Amber, and these gods are placed in the shrine on weekdays, admired and worshiped by all beings, and the people of the Amber family are even more regarded as ancestors.

The Amber family will only summon Shikigami when they need it.

Since Amber Qingming, no matter how outstanding the descendants of the Amber family are, it is difficult to control the twelve gods at the same time, and it is already impossible to flexibly control five or six.

is known as the blue Tianjiao descendant Amber Shengming, and he can only flexibly control eight. Forty years ago, in a battle with Dongfang Crane, he forcibly summoned twelve Shikigami, but eight of them were destroyed, and there was a reason for his inability.

It was a tragic battle, and it was engraved on the pillar of shame of the Amber family!

For the remaining four gods, the Amber family is extremely cautious and does not summon them easily.

After all, the twelve-style gods were refined by the ancestor of Amber, and it took endless effort to connect with the blood of the Abe family. Amber Meiji is a descendant of the Amber family, and she is a descendant, the most orthodox descendant, and she is naturally close to the twelve types of divine blood, so she is far more handy than foreign bloodlines.

Moreover, the twelve style gods are already psychic, which has a little more wisdom than ordinary style gods, and it is more convenient to control.

But after all, her cultivation was too low, her mind was insufficient, and her mana was not enough, so she could only control it for three minutes at most.

In this trip, the White Tiger God is her last hole card, and the most necessary moment will be revealed, and now is the most necessary moment.

She must kill Ye Tian, capture the Rock Fire Golden Lotus, and give the Holy Ming Ancestor a new life!

"Three minutes is enough, and a hundred times to kill him is enough!" said Watanabe Junichi with a smirk. He took out the yellow gourd and was urging it with mana.

"Well, that's enough!" said Miyamoto.

Roar......

A tiger roar shook the Eight Desolations, like a heavenly drum beating, like a thunder roaring, endless sound waves rushed up into the sky, and the clouds at a height of thousands of meters were scattered, and the tiger roar could be clearly heard in the small town of Zha Wang, which was 100 kilometers away. And in Death Valley, many animals were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

This is the power of the tiger, the power of the tiger, and the innate tyrant is unmatched!

Bang!

The white tiger moved, and the big soles of the grinding disc trampled the hard rocky ground to pieces, and countless cracks were born, leading the ground to shake for a while.

Its snow-white hair exploded up, its roots were as crystal as steel needles, its back was bent like a full bow, it jumped out, ran through a hundred meters, and slaughtered Ye Tian.

When its sharp claws opened, like a sickle, it glittered with black light, and the cold light of the forest jumped, as if it was made of tungsten steel, indestructible.

Airplanes!

In mid-air, its thick tail swept across, like a divine whip, its strength was incomparable, the air was whipped to a roar, and a string of white air waves and clouds were brought up on the tip of the tail.

Bang!

A small hill was unfortunately swept by its tail, and it burst with a bang, and the rubble flew like rain, which was clearly the effect of being bombarded and bombed.

Its bloody mouth was wide open, the size of a dustpan, large enough to swallow an adult in one gulp, and the two fangs at the corners of its mouth were nearly three feet long, snow-white, cold, and sharp!

The roar of the tiger is endless, like the thunderous war drums on the battlefield, the drums are endless, and the battle is endless!

The size of the white tiger was too huge, six or seven zhang long, and it flew up, condescendingly, as if a big mountain was pressed down, and the divine power descended from the sky, and an iron claw the size of a millstone suddenly slapped Ye Tian's head.

Shout......

Junichi Watanabe also made a move, and the yellow gourd in his hand was thrown.

This is a magic weapon, which contains a lot of wisdom, refining I don't know how much yellow sand is in it.

As soon as the yellow gourd is thrown, it rises in the wind, and it becomes larger in an instant, and the endless brilliance flows, and the divine light is thousand, and the golden mangs are ten thousand, like a golden mountain pressed down.

Zheng Zheng!

The Muramasa demon knife in Miyamoto Cang's hand rang out more than once, stirring up a series of red sword gangs, like a hungry and thirsty beast, wanting to drink blood, thirsty and can't wait. But he didn't do it right away, because it wasn't time yet.

Facing three strong opponents, Ye Tian didn't dare to slack off and opened the Chaos Golden Body. His whole body was full of golden light, the golden brilliance burned like a divine flame, his face was like a knife and an axe, he was handsome and dashing to the extreme, his head was full of blond hair dancing wildly, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his blood was monstrous, rumbling and roaring. He is like a young god, which makes people shudder and surrender.

The iron claws were in the air, and the gland was pressed down, and the air was rapidly compressed, making a roaring sound, so powerful that it was suffocating. The iron claw contains divine power, with white brilliance circulating, and electric rays beating, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

"Miss Mei Ji, you should have summoned the White Tiger God a long time ago. Save so much trouble. Miyamoto Cang said, extremely confident in this blow of the White Tiger God.

This was the first time he had come into contact with the Twelve-Style Divine of Qingming Ancestor, and he was very shocked. If the White Tiger was allowed to deal with him, he would be a quasi-martial saint, and it would be almost impossible for him to defeat.

The twelve gods have lived for a thousand years, even a pig can become a demon after living for a thousand years, not to mention the god of sacrifice.

"Hope to kill with one blow!" Junichi Watanabe muttered.

Facing the supreme blow of the White Tiger God, Ye Tian was calm and directly swung his fist to meet it.

This is a golden fist, the battle spirit roars, condensed like substance, the brilliance flows, and the golden rays are shining, as if the immortal god is cast in gold, and can penetrate all the defenses in the world.

The three Dongying people were shocked, Ye Tian actually punched to fight, this was clearly an act of looking for death, because whether it was strength or solidity, Ye Tian's fist and the white tiger's big feet were not at the same level, and the difference was probably several big roads.

However, the results were not what they expected.

Boom!

The golden iron fist went up against the air, accompanied by a rumbling thunder, and the iron palm of the white tiger grinding plate slammed together.

In the sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, the white tiger's grinding disc and big iron palm actually shattered, and even the big iron leg of King Kong like the Optimus Pillar was also broken.

Blood light fell one after another, like rain, and the white tiger's mountain-like behemoth body flew out sideways.