Because Long Haochen is the grandson of the Lord of the Dragon King Palace, and he is also the most talented person of the younger generation of the Dragon King Palace, dying here is also a great loss to the Dragon King Palace.

"Humph! Chase me, I want to see people in life, I want to see corpses in death, and I must not let them go! Elder Long Chang ordered.

Although those Dragon King Hall disciples were a little reluctant to continue deeper, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the Dragon Elder, so they had no choice but to rush into the inner perimeter of the Holy War Land.

After entering the inner enclosure, Elder Long Chang thought for a while, and said to those disciples: "You stay here, Luo Yunqi and the elders will follow me and continue to chase." ”

The inner perimeter of the Holy War Land is more dangerous than the outskirts, orange spirits abound, and there are even rumors of red spirits.

Letting these disciples continue to go deeper is tantamount to sending them to death, it is better to let them stay at the boundary between the outer and inner perimeters to prevent Ying Xiaoxiao and the others from sneaking back.

When the disciples of the Dragon King Hall heard the words of the elder of the dragon king, they were overjoyed one by one, and they honestly stayed here.

Elder Long took more than a hundred elders and Luo Yunqi and flew towards the front, relying on the remaining spiritual power fluctuations in the air to pursue.

Ying Xiaoxiao and the others walked all the way, but they encountered more and more powerful orange spirits, which greatly limited their degree.

Not far in front of them was a low valley, and several of them hesitated for a moment before entering.

Unexpectedly, the valley was very quiet, without the roar of spirits, as if it was a pure place in the land of holy war.

"It's strange that there are no spirits here." Bai Shi looked at this gloomy valley and gave birth to a bleak artistic conception.

This valley must have exploded into an extremely miserable battle back then, and after countless years, there is still a trace of unwilling will shrouded here.

"It's a little weird quiet here, be careful!" Ying Xiaoxiao reminded him, and then several people continued to move forward until they reached the depths of the valley.

The scene in front of them made Ying Xiaoxiao and Bai Shi look surprised, there was a white tiger sleeping on the boulder.

This white tiger faintly exudes a killing aura, although it sleeps on a boulder, it is still majestic, and its snoring has the ability to penetrate sound waves.

"This white tiger looks majestic, and it's so big that it can be used as a mount." Bai Shi said with a smile.

At this moment, the white tiger suddenly opened his eyes and stood on the boulder, his dark red pupils staring at Ying Xiaoxiao and them with murderous intent, and roared angrily.

Roar!

The terrifying sound wave rushed in, making the valley tremble slightly, and Ying Xiaoxiao and several people hurriedly burst out their spiritual power to protect their bodies.

The white tiger was a foot tall, condescending, looking down at Ying Xiaoxiao and them, and his white fur exuded a substantial white spiritual power.

"Who are you, and why are you bothering this seat!" The white tiger spat out words, and his voice contained murderous intent.

"Hehe, my name is Bai Shi, they are my friends, we were chased and killed by bad guys to hide here." Bai Shi walked towards the white tiger with a smile, not afraid at all, but with joy in his eyes.

It seems that he is very fond of the White Tiger, or as he said before, he wants the White Tiger to be his mount.

Bai Hu looked at Bai Shi who came over, and was secretly curious in his heart, this little human being was not afraid of him at all.

He has the blood of the white tiger among the four divine beasts, and he belongs to the top existence in the demon race, and ordinary races are all respectful.