The night before the winter solstice, the fairy aura lingered on the Kunlun Mountains, and the temperature was not so cold. The stars in the sky are still shining, and the moon on the first day of the new year, although it is thinner, is also shining.

The avalanche a week ago buried an unknown number of worlds, and Wan Chuanquan, Li Shan and others have not been accounted for to this day, and they don't know if they are dead. At this moment, only the cold wind is still coming to this pure white world, and everything else seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

As time passed, the far east gradually turned white, the night faded quietly, and the next day came. Of course, in this white world, there is no difference between day and night except for color.

Probably due to the high altitude, the sun rises from afar, and although it actually climbs to the top of the continent a little later than the east coast of the continent, it does not affect the daylight hours here.

The light was mild, the snow was as dazzling as a jewel, and at this moment of tranquility and serenity, which should have been a good time to lie in bed, the Kunlun Mountains suddenly emitted a violent aura, although there was no obvious expression, but it would make the people who came into contact with it become impulsive and violent.

At the top of a certain mountain peak, a person stood there, it was Li Seventy. He was still the same mountain man, looking at the abyss under his feet in a daze, as if frozen into an ice sculpture. His expression was indifferent, as if his face was paralyzed.

As the sun gradually rises, there are also some strange things in this mountain. They're sneaky, hiding, and it's impossible to tell what they are, but it's certain that they're living things.

Until this moment, this snowy land ushered in the last moment of calm on the eve of the Great War. When a certain time came, the aura on the Kunlun Mountains suddenly erupted, and with a roar that shook the mountains, the cold wind began to rage, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains began to collapse again.

In the gale, snowflakes swirled and flew hundreds of meters high, gradually forming the appearance of tigers. That irritable anger emanated from this tiger.

This is the Spirit of the White Tiger.

Seeing this scene, Li Seventy, who was at the top of the mountain, was expressionless, and said to himself, "It's begun." ”

Before the words fell, those strange things hidden in the mountains suddenly poured out, the number was so huge that it covered the sky and the sun, but it was still impossible to see what it was. It seemed like some unknown creature.

These creatures fly, run, climb, jump, and go straight to the white tiger in all their poses, ignoring the threat of cold winds and avalanches. Looking at their posture, the white tiger seems to be a prey, or a resource, waiting for them to hunt or plunder.

"Roar!" The white tiger swung its huge claws and crushed lifeforms in one direction with a single blow. It turned around and roared again, and the hurricane swept out, and the wind directly tore the little animals apart, leaving them dead.

There are a huge number of monsters on the opposite side, but they can't get close to the white tiger's body no matter what. The divine power of the white tigers is inviolable, and although their actions are futile, they have no hesitation, and death cannot stop them.

As we all know, Kunlun Mountain has been a magical place since ancient times, many livestock have become sperm here, and the white tiger is the divine beast that suppresses these elves, and if you want to become a sperm, you must pass the white tiger pass. For these animals, this time of year is a rare opportunity and an indispensable step on their way forward.

In this way, every year this duel of great disparity of strength takes place here, and the white tiger is often the final winner.

The cold wind and avalanche did not affect the pace of the small animals to pursue their dreams, but under the destruction of the white tiger, thousands of small animals were gradually wiped out, leaving some to fish in troubled waters.

"Roar!" The white tiger roared in the sky, showing the majesty of the king.

On the top of the mountain, Li Seventy still had no change in his expression, he was used to all this. Seeing that the little animals were gone, he waved his hand, and the cold wind and avalanche came to an abrupt end, and the world instantly returned to calm.

Li Seventy jumped off the cliff and landed in front of the white tiger, although there was a huge difference in size between them, but there was no weakness at all for Li Seventy.

"It's you." The white tiger looked down at Li Seventy, and actually opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes, it's me." Li Seventy replied.

"I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and I'm still giving up on you." The white tiger glared and said, fierce and majestic, full of deterrence.

"How dare you give up." Li Seventy is not afraid, and he is bold and bold.

As he spoke, Li Seventy also rose with a fierce power, and his momentum soared into the sky, condensing into a snow wolf slightly smaller than the white tiger. It grinned and roared, eager to try, provoking the white tiger.

"Roar!" The white tiger also roared, but it did not frighten the snow wolf, and the snow wolf flew up and pounced on it, and fought with the white tiger.

In fact, this Li Seventy has only become a fine snow wolf, it has been thousands of years, and it has always wanted to replace the white tiger, but unfortunately there is always a gap between the two. Whenever Li Seventy has a new breakthrough, he will come out to compete with the White Tiger on a day like today.

The screaming sound was incessant, and the two beasts fought in the dark, although they were both virtual bodies, but they were also close to substance. Fortunately, this battlefield is enough for the two of them to play, and during the previous period, Li Seventy also deliberately evacuated the nearby humans, and no one will disturb them now.

However, Li Seventy would never have thought that Wan Chuanquan, Li Shan and others, who were obviously buried alive by an avalanche, were not dead, and they came to the battlefield quietly.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Li Shan shouted in surprise.

"Don't make a sound." Wan Chuanquan stopped Li Shan, he was also full of doubts, he didn't know that there was a wolf here.

As for the two Dharma protectors, more of a change was Li Shan's attitude, a very embarrassing awe.

Before, they were buried in the abyss by an avalanche, and all their thoughts were lost, and they were unwilling to hang up like this. But they don't know Wan Chuanquan's true body, and they can't count on this only hope, so they can only wait for death.

The result was so dramatic, their least optimistic garbage Li Shan, actually shuttled freely in the snow, like a mouse burrowing. They followed behind Li Shan, shuttled under the 10,000-ton snow, used the snow as a cover, and successfully came to the place where the white tiger appeared.

It's just that Qinglong still has some disdain for Li Shan, he has always looked at no one well.

In the face of the fierce battle between the white tiger and the snow wolf, Wan Chuanquan did not dare to make a rash decision, let alone move forward. Now that he can't figure out the situation, he can only watch the movie for a while.

On the battlefield, the two beasts fought selflessly, they had no scruples, they exerted themselves to their heart's content, and when each other's divine power intensified, this battlefield could no longer bear the pressure, and the avalanche came again.

But that didn't stop the two beasts from fighting, they were churning in the snow, and the mountains were just stepping stones to draw on. or tear, or bite, or pounce, or scratch, no one will let anyone, showing the most primitive breath to the fullest.

In the end, the white tiger was still superior in skills, and repelled the snow wolf fiercely, falling on the snowy mountain, making a loud noise. The snow on the snow-capped mountain has long since fallen, and even the covered ice has been shaken off, and the 10,000-year-old iceberg has finally been rediscovered.

Slowly, the figure of the snow wolf gradually disappeared, leaving only Li Seventy hanging on the rock. He was panting, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, not fatal, but also incapacitated.

The white tiger is still standing in the snow, with a tall figure, showing the demeanor of a king. It glared at Li Seventy and made a thunderous voice, "It is not easy to remember your thousands of years of cultivation, cherish your life, this is the last battle between you and me, you can do it yourself." ”

Li Qiqi didn't care, it seemed that he was not lightly injured, but his eyes revealed unwillingness.

It's been thousands of years, where is the power of the white tiger, why can't he catch up? There is obviously not much difference in strength between each other, is it just a simple difference in species? Or is it a reason for the bloodline?

"Damn, old man!" Li Shan was shocked when he found Li Seventy.

When Wan Chuanquan saw this scene, he couldn't help but ponder, although he didn't know what was going on until now, he had to think about how to deal with the white tiger. recalled that when Lou Gaitian recovered the White Tiger, he didn't know how the so-called master got it, so the White Tiger obediently knelt and licked, he Wan Chuanquan didn't have this ability.

Before, whether it was Xuanwu or Vermilion Bird, they were all recovered by chance, but this white tiger is different, it is no longer as mature as before, and it will definitely not be able to beat it. Seeing Li Seventy's miserable appearance, Wan Chuanquan asked himself if he was not as good as Li Seventy.

Li Seventy knew that it was not appropriate to stay longer, since he still lost, hurry back to the city to add blood, so as not to be mended. He finally took a deep look at the white tiger, shook his body, and disappeared.

"President?" The Dharma protectors were at a loss.

Wan Chuanquan hesitated for a second and ordered, "You guys wait here." Boy, follow me. ”

"Me?" Li Shan was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, I won't go." "He's not blind, this white tiger hangs a lot, it's not certain whether Sun Qi can play or not, he goes to fill people's hunger.

"I can't help you." Wan Chuanquan couldn't help but say, dragged Li Shan and left.

"! Old man, let go! ”

"President, be careful." The Dharma protectors were more worried, and watched Wan Chuanquan's back gradually disappear.

Li Shan couldn't struggle, and said helplessly, "I'll go by myself, don't fall for me!" ”

Wan Chuanquan let go of Li Shan and said to him, "Remember, no matter what happens for a while, no matter how dangerous it is, you must not back down." ”

"Yes." Li Shan responded impatiently.

The two slowly walked into the sight of the white tiger, who was about to disappear when he was suddenly attracted to attention. It knew that Li Seventy would definitely clear the field ahead of time if he asked him to challenge, how could there still be human beings? And seeing that this grandfather and grandson are not like ordinary people, I feel a little bit of a background.