The golden dragon stands proudly, intimidating all directions, with the gods, overlooking all beings, this is one of the top divine beasts in the world.

Zhang Jian did not hesitate to explode the Golden Dragon Yuanying, turning everything he gained from the Dragon Emperor's inheritance into this blow, like a brilliant firework, bright and short-lived. "You actually have a true dragon inheritance on your body, but it surprises this seat, but unfortunately the power of your true dragon inheritance is not great, even if this golden dragon is in its heyday, it is only the peak of the imperial realm, if it is the dragon king emperor or the legendary true dragon, this seat is not able to compete, just the dragon emperor, see how this seat is broken."

You!"

Seeing the golden dragon appear, the white tiger was taken aback, and immediately sneered, after all, the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor Xuanluo was only the strength of the Emperor Dao Realm, and although the White Tiger was defeated, he was once a powerhouse in the Great Emperor Realm, so he naturally looked down on the Golden Dragon.

"It's enough to kill you!"

Zhang Jian looked at the white tiger calmly, at this moment, he had no sorrow or joy, as if he had returned to the power of the God Emperor, regarded all beings as ants, regarded strong enemies as powder, all existence, all were destroyed and vain, and I was invincible.

"Your body has reached the extreme, wait for this seat to break your golden dragon phantom, and then swallow you!"

The white tiger's eyes were cold and matchless, he raised the colorful tiger sword in his hand, and immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it into his abdomen, and in an instant, his breath was like a flood, and suddenly soared.

"White Tiger Roaring Moon!"

The white tiger roared angrily, moving for nine days, like the roar of a god, dominating the ancient and modern, as if flowing from ancient times, resonating with heaven and earth, turning the eight directions into nothingness, full of inexplicable killing intentions.

At this moment, on the white tiger's body, the white light rose to the sky, turning into a white tiger phantom of 10,000 zhang size, far away from the golden dragon.

The white tiger roared in the sky, and the blood moon in the sky suddenly bloomed with endless blood light at this moment, the blood light was like a pillar, looking in all directions, looking at it from afar, the white tiger roared and the moon rose, and the sky was devoured, just like a divine map. Endless killing intent spread from the white tiger's body, the sky collapsed, and the golden bone ghost general who fled in the distance could not withstand this terrible killing intent, and the incomparably strong golden bone actually snapped and shattered, turning into a piece of bone chip powder in the screaming and wailing, and directly exploded to death, which was enough to see this killing intent

Terrifying and powerful.

Between heaven and earth, the white tiger and the golden dragon are far away from each other, and the dragon and tiger compete for life and death.

"Buzz!"

The phantom of the white tiger suddenly moved, and the tiger claws of a thousand zhang size came across the sky, covering the sky, like a battle of millions of troops, piercing golden cracked stones, rolling for nine days.

Zhang Jian stood in the void, standing still, above his head, the golden light was shining, the dragon power came into the world, although the golden dragon was a virtual shadow, it was like gold casting, the golden dragon was like a golden casting, the surrounding space, the void, the heaven and the earth seemed to have turned into an ocean.

In the face of the attack of the white tiger, the golden dragon poked out the dragon claws, and the golden dragon claws pressed across the ages, colliding with the white tiger claws in the void.

"Boom!"

The golden light dragon claw collided with the white light tiger claw, and the sky shook violently, like a tsunami, flooding the entire space. Zhang Jian resisted the white tiger phantom with the golden dragon phantom, the dragon and tiger competed, it was extremely terrifying, no one watched the battle at this moment, the black pillar of light in the distant sky had completely disappeared, Nangong Feng and the other remaining powerhouses had already left this place, only some Yin soldiers and ghost generals remained, but their strength was weak, and the aftermath of the battle was enough

Kill them a thousand times.

This epic battle is destined to be seen by no one.

"See how long you can hold on, the white tiger is in the sky!"

The white tiger roared, the huge white tiger phantom rose into the air, turned into a killing god, pounced on the golden dragon phantom, and wanted to bite the golden dragon to death, the sky was shaking, the earth was cracking, and the killing intent on the white tiger turned into substance, condensed into 100,000 swords, roaring between heaven and earth, and went towards the golden dragon phantom.

"Calling for the wind and rain!"

Zhang Jian Gujing had no waves, he raised his hands and pointed forward, and suddenly the golden dragon phantom burst out of breath, and the black storm appeared out of thin air, turning into nine black wind dragons, rushing to all directions, and there was even a rain of silence falling from the sky, densely packed, filling this piece of heaven and earth.

Thundered!

Killing intent is like a knife, calling for wind and rain, the most powerful divine beast in the world, the white tiger and the golden dragon fight fiercely, just like the ancient wilderness, a wisp of breath is enough to suppress the sublimation realm and wipe out the weak.

Burst!

The white tiger was pierced by the golden dragon and was seriously injured, and the white light was like the sea, drifting for eternity.

Tear and pull!

The golden dragon was torn off by the tiger's claws, and the golden light was like a tide, and the sky was covered with golden rain.

This is a battle between two divine beasts, although it is not a real white tiger and a real dragon, but it is a wisp of breath, as if it is real, fighting in this ancient battlefield, as if reproducing the ancient war, brilliant and mighty.

"White Tiger Roaring Moon!"

The White Tiger Phantom and the Golden Dragon Phantom fought endlessly, the heavens and the earth were overturned, the sun and the moon hung upside down, and the final result was a defeat for both sides, and this was obviously not what the White Tiger and Zhang Jian wanted to see.

The phantom of the white tiger roared in the sky, the light of the blood moon shone brightly, and I saw a pillar of blood light falling from the sky, submerged in the phantom of the white tiger, and suddenly the white tiger recovered from his injuries, his breath was terrifying, and the whole person was no longer pure white, but dyed with a trace of blood.

"This seat is planning for eternity, this blood moon is a remnant artifact from the ancient period, with this blood moon, this seat can be infinitely restored, what do you use to fight with this seat, hahaha!"

The white tiger laughed, he was able to absorb the power of the blood moon to recover from his injuries, while Zhang Jian's golden dragon phantom was getting weaker and weaker, and eventually Zhang Jian would run out of life and die, while he was able to relieve the power of the blood moon and continue to live forever.

Looking at the invincible white tiger, feeling the irrepressible injuries in his body and the rapidly passing divine power, Zhang Jian understood that this was the last moment.

But even in the end, he still has the capital to die together.

From the very beginning, Zhang Jian had no intention of leaving alive, even if he died here, he still had a doppelganger in the Overlord Blood Sect, but he just wanted to recover this strength, and he didn't know what year and month.

But he doesn't regret it, the road of martial arts is to move forward.

Fight, just fight happily.

Kill, and you will be turned upside down.

Brush!

Zhang Jian stretched out his hand, and seven green Bodhi seeds fell in front of him, which were Bodhi Zi.

Of the nine Bodhi Sons, one was obtained by the Twin Swords of the Ximen Family, one was obtained by Nangong Feng, and the remaining seven were all owned by Zhang Jian after he killed the Nine Emperor Princes.

Stuffing seven Bodhi seeds into his mouth, and before he had time to feel the medicinal power of Bodhi seeds, Zhang Jian instantly took out one from the storage ring.

The purple gold jade bottle contains the true fire of samadhi.

"Get you on your way!"

Zhang Jian shouted, and the golden dragon phantom soared under the power of Zhang Jian's burning everything, and all the terrifying power fell on the purple gold jade bottle.

At the beginning, Zhang Jian exerted all his strength, but he only opened a little, but at this moment, Zhang Jian burned everything, desperately, his strength had reached the ninefold peak of the sublimation realm, and the purple gold jade bottle slowly opened under his full strength.

"Boom!" A wisp of samadhi true fire flew out of the purple gold jade bottle, and in an instant, it burned everything, destroying and decaying.