On the mountainside, a beast roar was heard.

Nearly a hundred spirit beasts with huge bodies, snow-white fur, and golden eyes gathered in a circle, staring viciously at the dozen or so people standing in the middle.

Among these people, except for the girl who was guarded in the middle with panicked eyes, the rest of them were more or less injured. The most seriously injured of them was a man dressed in white with gold trim, with a huge bloody hole in his chest, and if it weren't for the slightly trembling chest, it might have made people think he was dead.

After a long stalemate, standing at the forefront of the group of white spirit tigers, a man with gray hair on his chest looked like a tiger king, and the other white spirit tigers grinded their claws on the ground, as if they could rush up in the next second.

"Guaranteed...... Protect Miss Childe!" someone in the crowd shouted, and the others quickly stepped back, narrowing the protective circle.

Lian Rong'er's lips trembled in fright, and she held the red whip tightly in her hand, as if she could scare off the White Spirit Tiger group.

"Roar!!

There was another tiger roar, and the three white spirit tigers listened to the order, jumped forward under their claws, and pounced on them!

The cultivation of these small servants of the family is low, and one white spirit tiger is enough to deal with, let alone three of them at once!

The faces of the servants standing at the front turned pale, and their swords were unstable, and they closed their eyes and prepared to die.

At the last moment, a white sword light pierced the sky and pierced through the three huge heads. The three white spirit tigers fell to the ground in response, and they were silent in an instant.

Tianqi steadily put the servant he was carrying on the ground, and withdrew the sword with a trick in his hand.

The little servant clutched his chest and cried and shouted, "Childe, Miss, Elder Lan is here, Elder Lan is here!"

The besieged people saw the rescuers coming, and their eyes were red, especially the few servants who had just been almost killed by Bai Linghu's claws, with the surprise of the rest of their lives on their faces.

When the White Spirit Tiger King saw that someone was doing something bad, his golden eyes were furious! His claws slapped heavily to the ground, only to see a crack mixed with tyrannical spiritual power attacking Tianqi and the others at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Without waiting for them to react, suddenly a light blue barrier protected them, and it dissolved the attack of the White Spirit Tiger King as if it were a thousand catties.

Lan Qing stepped into the air and landed lightly on the ground, Rong Zhen grabbed Jing Ci and followed, standing beside Lan Qing.

Jing Ci broke away from Rong Zhen's hand with an impatient face, unconsciously leaned towards Lan Qing's side, and frowned: "I know how to resist the sword." ”

Rong Zhenle hehe: "The little doll opens her eyes and says nonsense, don't bluff the master, can you sword and sword?"

Jing Ci stretched out his hand, and a blood-red long sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Rong Zhen smiled and patted his hand: "Okay, okay, Shigong knows." Put it away, put it away!"

Seeing that there was a hard stubble, the White Spirit Tiger King did not show the slightest timidity, and seemed to have made up his mind to compete with Lan Qing. With a short roar, the other White Spirit Tigers retreated behind it, looking at Lan Qing with gloomy eyes.

The White Spirit Tiger King lowered his head slightly, a pair of golden eyes locked on the light blue dress in front of him, kicked his hind paws, and rushed out!

Lan Qing's face did not change, he directly held the sword in Jing Ci's hand, which was closest to him, and lightly attacked it with his toes.

The moment the red sword was touched by Lan Qing, it seemed to wake up, and the red light was flourishing! The sword wind was fierce, and it made a buzzing sound when it cut through the air.

Jing Ci's eyes froze, following Lan Qing's back, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

When she was in the Lost Forest, she had already consumed a lot of spiritual power, and now she doesn't know ......

"If you don't take it, you're worried now, don't you? Regret it? Have a long heart, next time stand far away, don't get so close. ”

Rong Zhen nibbled on the wild fruit that came from nowhere, and said leisurely while smacking his lips, with banter in his eyes.

How do you feel like there is something in the words again?

Jing Ci was silent for a while, he was sure that he had never seen this "master", why did he have such a big opinion of himself from the beginning of the meeting?

This reminded him of a certain little ghost, these two can't be a gang......

Sheng Yang, who was originally concentrating on watching Lan Qing vs. the White Spirit Tiger King, suddenly felt a strange gaze, and after looking for it, he found that it was Jing Ci, so he unceremoniously glanced at him.

Speech: "......"

In just one moment, Lan Qing and the White Spirit Tiger King had been fighting on the ground for two times, and the White Spirit Tiger King had a faint intention of defeat.

The Tiger King felt that his majesty was swept away by this woman, because he felt that Lan Qing was simply playing with it carelessly, as if he was teasing a cat.

The Tiger King roared angrily, and his body suddenly flourished with golden light, raising the grade to a new level! Black stripes appeared one after another on the snow-white fur, and the stripes exuded a faint black gas.

Lan Qing's eyes froze!

The White Spirit Tiger is a spirit beast, how can there be a magic breath on his body?!

Naturally, the others also found out, their faces full of shock! This White Spirit Tiger King can't be ...... A hybrid of a spirit beast and a monster, right?

However, this idea was dispelled in an instant, since ancient times, I had never heard of spirit beasts and demonic beasts being able to breed offspring.

So what's going on with this White Spirit Tiger King in front of you?

Not only were they shocked, but even the group of white spirit tigers behind the Tiger King also made a riot and ran a lot.

The ground beneath the Tiger King's feet was shattered by a powerful spirit storm, and cracks spread out around it.

Rong Zhen immediately lost the kernel, straightened his expression, and ordered the disciples to take the people of the Lian family away to make room for one person and one tiger.

"Roar!!

The Tiger King attacked again, and Lan Qing clearly felt that the strength was different from before, and the spiritual power mixed with the demon's breath was even more powerful.

Lan Qing's hand holding the sword tightened, and he began to get serious. The sensitive rotation of the wrist, the red sword move is killed, but the tiger king's body seems to have a golden bell jar, and every sword that stabs down seems to be stabbed against the hard copper wall.

Rong Zhen saw that cold sweat broke out on his back, and several times the tiger king's fangs grazed Lan Qing's shoulder, and his heart was beating in shock.

Jing Ci's expression was a little strange and complicated, how did he feel...... Tiger King's next move...... He seemed to see it!

What's even more terrifying is that there is a strong premonition in the heart, suggesting that the weakness of the Tiger King is in the heart of its right front paw!

Seeing that Lan Qing's expression was getting more and more serious, and nothing would happen if he tried anyway, he shouted at Lan Qing: "Master!

Lan Qing, who was fighting fiercely with the Tiger King, looked sideways slightly, did not suspect it, and attacked under the claws of the Tiger King.

Really!

The Tiger King suddenly became disorganized, and his attacks became disorganized, trying to cover his claws.

The corners of Jing Ci's mouth hooked slightly, it seems that it is right!

Rong Zhen's face relaxed, and he turned his head and asked, "How do you know?"

Jing Ci hugged his arms, his eyes always on the person who was fighting, and ignored it.

Rong Zhen snorted, he loves to say it or not, he really deserves to be a master and apprentice, a virtue. After scolding a sentence, he turned to look at the group of wounded people in the Lian family.

Finding its weakness, Lan Qing was a lot more relaxed, and saw the opportunity, and slashed the claws of the Tiger King with a sword.

The Tiger King let out a long howl in pain, and the moment it was pierced, black blood flowed out, and the Tiger King fell to the ground.

It gasped for breath, the black streaks on its body gradually disappeared, and the terrifying spiritual power slowly dissipated. The dark golden eyes gradually returned to bright gold, and there seemed to be a little dazed.

After Lan Qing stood still, Jing Ci immediately greeted him, and just as he wanted to say something, Lan Qing threw the sword in his hand to him, making him hold back his words.

The Tiger King gasped for a while, and seeing that Lan Qing had no intention of making any more moves, he stood up and ran towards the forest behind him with the rest of the remaining White Spirit Tigers.

Lan Qing squatted down, dipped some black blood on the ground with a small wooden stick at his feet, and looked at it for a while, and actually felt that it contained a very strong demonic energy.

Generally speaking, the demonic beasts and spirit beasts are in an equal state, and after fighting each other, even if they eat each other's corpses, they will not be hurt by the aura or demonic energy.

So what did this Tiger King step on to be infected by such a strong demonic qi?

Jing Ci withdrew the sword, looked at her back, and asked a little unnaturally, "Are you okay?"

Lan Qing stood up, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay, I want to bring my own sword spirit." ”

Wanggui is the name of Jing Ci's sword, which was made of polar black iron that Lan Qing personally found and gave it to Yang Feng Elder Wu Hai with a special manufacturing method. Polar Dark Iron is the best, and after being made into a sword, it can spontaneously cultivate the sword spirit.

And the sword with spirit can burst out with powerful spiritual power, so Lan Qing did not use his own spiritual power, and there is no need to worry about the backlash of the hundred flowers poison at this time.

Jing Ci was secretly annoyed, how could he forget about this!

Lan Qing didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the Lian family. The disciples each took out the elixir and were bandaging them.

Jing Ci frowned, why wasn't she curious at all that she could discover the weakness of the Tiger King?

When Lian Rong'er saw Lan Qing coming over, she complained unhappily: "Aren't you a great immortal master? Aren't you very powerful? Why don't you kill those white spirit tigers? You actually let them all run away, look at what they have hurt my Lian family's children?"

Sheng Yang originally ran to Lan Qing's side happily, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by her words and jumped up instantly.

"Why are you like this? My master has done his best to save you, how can you still point fingers here? The Bai Ling Tiger Group hasn't run far yet, I'm not happy that you will go, kill it?"

"Hmph, isn't this what she should do as the guardian of the common people? If we are in trouble, she must protect, the rules set by the Heavenly Dao, the little fart child is not convinced to reason with the Heavenly Dao. ”

"You!"

Sheng Yang was so angry that he didn't hold back any serious words, but he also secretly swore in his heart that when he had the ability, he would definitely break this damn Heavenly Dao rule!

"Rong...... Rong'er, shut up! cough cough cough ......"

As soon as Lian Yu woke up, he heard Lian Rong'er's words and immediately stopped him. As soon as he said two words, a large mouthful of blood flowed from his mouth, and he fainted again, and the little servant who was holding him was so frightened that his hands were shaking to wipe the blood.

"Brother!" Lian Rong'er ran over and pushed the little servant away, hugged Lian Yu with red eyes, looked at the blood on her hands, and couldn't help crying.

Lan Qing's expression was a little indifferent from beginning to end, and even Rong'er's words were not good, but they were completely right.

That's right, who makes himself a Dzogchen cultivator? The more powerful he is, the heavier the responsibility he has to accept.

The Mandate of Heaven...... Can't hide.

Walking in front of Lian Yu, he slowly raised his hand in the eyes of everyone's expectations, and a chess piece that exuded a white luster suddenly appeared.

Even the family breathed a sigh of relief, Elder Lan made a move, and the son's fate was saved!

Can......

Before the slender wrist could make the next move, it was grasped, and the white piece disappeared again without the support of spiritual power.

Lan Qing raised his eyes and looked at it, only to see that Jing Ci's eyes were full of playfulness, and he said lazily: "Master, Han Gongfeng has thousands of elixirs, as long as he still has a breath, he can be saved, and there is no need to use twin chess." ”