"Humph!" However, before the Lord of Zimei Peak could make a move, Wen Tian snorted coldly, his legs stepped into the air vigorously, and the whole person was also wrapped in thunder and purple flames rushed out, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his flesh and blood palm to meet the attack.

"What? How dare this ant-like kid take the elder's palm? ”

"Haha! I don't know how thick the sky is, my White Tiger Clan has no flesh, even if the entire Thundercloud Sect of Nuoda dares to take a blow from the elder with his physical body, this kid is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg. ”

The other white tigers laughed disdainfully when they saw this, as if they could see Wentian's flesh and blood flying violently at the next moment, and they were killed on the spot, and their bones were incomparable.

Not only them, but even the two demon lords and powerhouses looked stunned when they saw this, as if they suspected that they were dreaming.

There were only the Thundercloud disciples who knew that Wentian was physically strong, and their expressions were excited, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

"Humph! What about what God will cultivate? In front of this seat is just a large ant, the power of this seat's palm, but once killed a human god and a half-king powerhouse, not to mention you a milky kid? The elder of the White Tiger Clan was extremely arrogant, and the huge tiger claws that were raised were fiercely imprinted.

At the same time, Wentian's whole body was full of golden light, purple runes were entangled, and the whole person exuded an unruly domineering aura, the corner of his mouth sneered, and he raised his palm to print.

The palms of one large and one small are like fluorescence and bright moon, and the two are difficult to compare.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a violent wave surged in all directions, causing the void to continue to burst, and the earth continued to shatter, and the terrifying aura even blasted some of the White Tiger Clan and Demon Clan who wanted to watch the show one after another.

Boom Boom!

They were knocked down from the mountains and smashed to the ground, causing a burst of landslides and earth cracks, sand and dust swept up the field, and even the phoenix beast shadow summoned by the Lord of Zimei Peak was also blown away.

Suddenly, her face turned pale, and the corners of her mouth continued to ooze blood, but she didn't pay attention to it at all, she was dumbfounded, and her whole person seemed to be blasted by divine thunder.

"Ah...... Sanctification of the flesh? The screams of the Lord of the Phantom Water Peak rang out beside her.

The sanctification of the flesh suddenly made countless human races, white tiger clans, and demon clans all look stunned, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

At the same time, in the battlefield where the wind roared, the divine thunder was furious, and the flames were raging, two palms, one large and one small, confronted each other.

The strength of the two seems to be equal, but if you look carefully, you will see that as time passes, the hideous tiger claw begins to tremble constantly, as if it is suffering a terrifying brute force.

"Click!" Suddenly, there was a faint cracking sound.

Although this voice was small, the human race, demon race, and demon race present were all above the ancient realm, and their sense and hearing were so powerful, and everyone's expressions changed suddenly in an instant.

"Click! Click! In the unbelievable eyes of everyone, he had the cultivation of the Demon Monarch in the later stage, known as the peerless White Tiger Clan Elder of the same level, his tiger palm was cracked, covered with cracks, and even more demonic blood gushed out.

"Hiss......" Looking at this scene, countless people were stunned and couldn't help but gasp.

"The body is sanctified, and the immortal is immortal...... Are you an immortal ancestor? ”

"No...... It can't be, who the hell are you? ”

The tremendous power from the other party's small palm made the elders of the White Tiger Clan feel shocked, and the severe pain made his face extremely hideous, and his expression roared like madness.

Although he had never fought with the Immortal Ancestor, the Immortal Immortal Divine Skill had already spread through this star field, and he was still very clear about some special conditions.

Because of this, his heart became more and more frightened, and he began to be overwhelmed by a wave of fear.

"Who am I? I am the Grim Reaper who sent you to hell! The corners of Wentian's mouth rose slightly.

When the words fell, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the brute force in his body was completely violent, making him angry with the galaxy, and the length of the wild dance made him as arrogant as a demon god.

"Die!" He roared loudly.

Immediately, a force like a desolate beast storm rushed out of its palm, and it was as powerful as a bamboo, invincible.

"No...... I don't believe it! ”

"My White Tiger Clan was born in chaos, it was the pinnacle of my father's ancestors, it was destined to surpass countless races, it was a dual-body existence, and it would never lose to the human race."

"Roar!" The tiger striped king seal on his forehead burst into a dazzling demonic light, and at the same time, his tiger claws grew rapidly, and the power of his burst was several times that of before.

Not only that, but even the cracked blood marks in his palm before were instantly restored, and the power of his palm was monstrous, and his demonic aura swept the sky.

"Oh my God!" Guyun Master Ancestor roared, but no matter how he struggled, the terrifying storm made him count for nearly half a point.

Wen Tian's eyes suddenly contracted, his expression was as cold as ice, like a god of death from hell, and he said coldly: "This is the power of the White Tiger Clan? But even so, you still have to die! ”

Rumble! The power of the half-king was completely violent, and there was an extremely powerful and noble terrifying coercion from his flesh and blood.

Sensing this coercion, the white tiger's eyes widened, full of boundless disbelief.

"What? The power of the Dragon Emperor, you are the son of the dragon Lin Wentian, have you refined the body of the Dragon Emperor? He screamed, as if he had never felt so frightened as he did today.

Back then, the Dragon Emperor was a monstrous existence, and even the emperor of their White Tiger clan was difficult to contend with, although they were both peak powerhouses, but the White Tiger Emperor had challenged the Dragon Emperor many times, but each time he failed miserably.

This is also the shame of the White Tiger Clan for many years!

Fortunately, the Dragon Emperor has fallen, the Xuanwu clan has disappeared, the Qilin clan has suffered a lot of damage to the Yuan Force, and only the Phoenix Emperor of the Phoenix clan has been able to compete with the White Tiger Emperor over the years.

However, not long ago, news came that now Emperor Feng wants Nirvana, and his strength is getting weaker and weaker, and he is definitely not the opponent of the White Tiger Emperor.

In other words, the five Great Divine Beast Emperors of the year are now the strongest with the White Tiger Emperor.

With the battles again and again, every time Wentian refines a wisp of the power of the Dragon Emperor's body, his body will be a few points stronger again, and the dragon power on his body will become stronger and stronger, as if the Dragon Emperor is reborn.

"Boom!"

The entire space shook violently, and a terrifying explosion rushed straight into the clouds, trying to break through this star field.

At the same time, in a certain small world, three burly figures suddenly opened their eyes, and in an instant, the demonic aura was monstrous.

Although the elder of the White Tiger Clan struggled frantically, under Wentian's strong body, he was still blasted into a demonic blood mist, and instantly turned into a demonic blood mist.

"Still want to be born again?" Wen Tian's expression was cold, and he waved his hand suddenly.

"Buzz!!" A large area of immortal talismans poured out, forming a net of heaven and earth to envelop these blood mist, and finally condensed a palm-sized blood ball.

"Elder!" A white tiger roared, its wide pupils filled with fear.

Looking at the demonic blood ball in Wen Tian's hand, the Purple Plum Peak Lord and the others were already dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe what they had seen.

"Half-king strongman, run away!" Countless demons screamed, even the two great demon lords were no exception.

(End of chapter)

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