Chapter 66: Fake?

Although Kunpeng was furious when he heard this, he still did not step forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info and his eyes wandered, as if he was looking for a breakthrough.

"Oh?" Kunpeng! How? Want to run? At this time, Qin Sulf ridiculed the other party. No, it should be said that the soul is mocking.

"Hmph" is really a tiger and a fake tiger. Do you dare me to fight alone? Don't be afraid of losing your hands and feet, you are still the inheritor of the White Tiger.

The gods broke out a war of the gods hundreds of millions of years ago, most of the ancient races were extinct, and the gods fell into a deep sleep, and the four guardian beasts of the continent chose to pass on before they fell asleep, but the trajectory of fate was changeable and gratuitous, and the whereabouts of the four great inheritances were unknown.

The soul first whispered inexplicably, and then said: It is my fate to have the inheritance of the White Tiger today. A drink and a peck, it's all fate.

What does it matter to you if I become an inheritor? And why has my way changed because of your words? This is the way to sow discord ... Kunpeng, you're not too far behind!

If you affect my Dao heart like this, I don't have to seek the Tao anymore. My heart is unrestrained, unrestrained, and no one can control it...

"Qin Sulfone" impassionedly expressed his understanding of the Tao. He also expressed his disdain for Kunpeng's method of provoking.

"Thousands of peaks row halberds, ten thousand open screens. The sun reflects the light and locks the green, and the rain is cold and green. Withered vines entangle old trees, and the ancient crossing realm is secluded. Strange flowers and grass, bamboo and pine. Cultivating bamboo and pine, evergreen and blessed land; Strange flowers and grass, four o'clock do not thank Sai Pengying. The cry of the bird is near, and the source is clear. The valleys are surrounded by Zhilan, and the cliffs are mossy everywhere. The undulating hills and dragon veins are good. ”

"Boy," don't get too far in. I don't have much time. If you can, you can retreat. Now I am like nothing. There is not much combat power

And this Kunpeng is very shrewd, I'm afraid I can only hold it for a while. So hurry up and go! Remember what I just said to you.

Go there and find "me". If you're lucky. I should say that I am still alive if I am lucky. If you don't see me. Then the world is really not far from chaos.

Find a place to hide then! Seal yourself in your Qin Palace. Remember, self-preservation is king in times of chaos... Go ahead. Hopefully it's all just a dream.

The white tiger's advice came from the ear of the soul, but the person was even more puzzled. Isn't this white tiger good here? And why should he be asked to look for it?

The smoke is scattered, and the sun and the moon shake the light. Thousands of old cypresses, ten thousand knots to repair the fence. Thousands of old cypresses, with rain in the middle of the sky; Ten thousand festivals are repaired, and the smoke is pale. Strange flowers outside the door, the grass by the bridge is fragrant. The stone cliff is abrupt and mossy, and the hanging wall is high and green and long. When I hear the cranes, I see the phoenix soaring. When the crane chirps, the sound vibrates Jiugao Xiao Hanyuan; The phoenix soars, and the feathers are colorful and cloudy. The white deer of the ape is hidden, and the golden lion and jade elephant are hidden.

Why do I always feel like I've seen such a place? The "soul" was frowning at this time. Thinking about what he had just said.

But obviously! The white tiger didn't give him any chance to think. said lightly to Kunpeng: I hope you can keep your promise, otherwise it will be really difficult for me to do it!

Also, please leave this place. This is not the place for you! It all starts here. Then let it end here!

Eh~ with a sigh. There was silence again.

"Tick ~ tick" At this time, the sound of water drops came into everyone's ears again. It's so harsh. Kunpeng stood there, not knowing what he was thinking. But look at that gloomy appearance. It seems that I feel quite uncomfortable. On the other hand, the white tiger has a comfortable face. As if none of this had anything to do with it. If it weren't for what it just said. "Qin Sulfone" really let it deceive.

戾戾戾 ~ White Tiger! I'm going to give you this face today. But I'd love to know, how did you survive? You know, I saw you defeated and fell. Why are you standing here now? Are you just an afterimage? Is it fake? Or were you not defeated at all? I don't believe there is a god in this world that will resurrect you at this level...

Fetish? Hahaha! Kunpeng! You're thinking wrong. Where did I get some fetish? It's just a bit of luck. And you seem to know too much. Do you know that there is another method in this world, even if it hits only an incarnation, but it can be transmitted to an entity? Even if the incarnation dies, the real body dies with it... hehe