This is a closed space, Zhang Mochen turned around for a long time and didn't find anything, not even a tree or grass.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhang Mochen muttered, he knew that his soul was forcibly pulled in by a suction.

Just when he was confused, the mysterious tiger roar finally sounded again, and Zhang Mochen's eyes locked on an extremely hidden rock wall, on which there was a tiger beast carving.

The carving of the tiger beast is lifelike, and the power of the beast king that slowly emanates is not even as good as one or two.

What made Zhang Mochen even more stunned, the carving of the tiger beast began to blur, and in the blink of an eye, an illusory tiger beast broke away from the rock wall and floated in the air and looked down.

A vigorous aura came from the surface, and Zhang Mochen quickly retreated, although the tiger beast was illusory, it made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Don't be afraid, I brought you here. The tiger beast spoke.

"You can actually speak human words?" There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it, Zhang Mochen simply plucked up the courage to ask.

"There's a familiar smell about you. The Tiger Beast didn't answer directly.

Zhang Mochen sniffed his clothes, except for the smell of stinky sweat, but he soon realized it.

"Senior, the kid does have a white tiger beast by his side. ”

"Your slave?" the tiger beast continued, only with a hint of anger.

"It's my brother. Zhang Mochen replied.

Sen Leng's beast pupils stared at Zhang Mochen directly, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts, but fortunately, Zhang Mochen did not lie, he and Zamao were indeed brothers.

The illusory tiger beast let out a low groan, and then put away its cold eyes.

"White Tiger Beast?...... That's it!"

Zhang Mochen didn't know what to do, and asked, "Senior, are you from the White Tiger clan?"

"Can a tiger clan with an extremely low bloodline be my family?"

"That's ?..."

"I'm the Benlei clan!"

Zhang Mochen frowned slightly, his brain was spinning rapidly, but he couldn't find a clue about Ben Thunder Tiger.

"Don't think about it, there are some things that are not known to humans of your strength, I just ask you, are you willing to hand over my bloodline to your white tiger beast brother?"

"Why did the predecessors choose my brother?" Zhang Mochen didn't trust the tiger beast, and the situation in the cemetery of King Yuan was still vivid.

"My remnant soul has been trapped here for hundreds of years, and every time the forbidden land is opened, I look for a legacy. It's a pity that there is never a suitable choice, either there are no demon beasts around, or the demon beasts are treated as slaves. ”

"I discovered you when the forbidden land was opened, although you are only a middle-level Yuan Master, but you are a five-element talent, with your brother, the tiger boy is barely qualified to obtain my inheritance. ”

"Although the White Tiger Beast has a low bloodline, in the final analysis, it can be regarded as a branch of my Benlei clan. Moreover, my remnant soul is running out of time, and I can't wait for the next forbidden place to open. ”

The illusory tiger beast fell from mid-air, prostrate on the ground, like an old man with an old dragon clock.

"Senior, what conditions do you have?" asked Zhang Mochen solemnly.

"Yes!" replied the illusory tiger beast firmly, its weakened pupils suddenly cold with hatred, "one day, you must set foot on the land of Ben Thunder to avenge me. ”

"Seniors want to destroy their own clansmen?" Zhang Mochen asked in surprise.

"Roar..."The illusory tiger beast stood up angrily, but fell to its knees again because of weakness, "They are not worthy of my people, they are not worthy!"

Zhang Mochen's eyes were solemn, judging from the reaction of the tiger beast, there must be a big story in it.

"I was originally the little king of the Benlei Tiger Clan, but unfortunately, for the throne, my father, the beast king at that time, was conspired by those sanctimonious uncles and died. And I fled all the way, still not escaping the fate of the fall. ”

"So, I want you to set foot on the Benlei Clan, and then assist your White Tiger Beast brother to rebuild the Benlei Tiger Clan. ”

The illusory tiger beast looked at Zhang Mochen, and his eyes were full of anticipation in addition to hatred.

Although the illusory tiger beast in front of him is only a remnant soul, its breath has reached the fourth order, which is equivalent to the existence of the human primordial king, if the body is still there, what kind of terrifying strength will it reach?

Even if he is as strong as this, but the beast king suffered a tragic death, and the little king died in a foreign land, how can the Benlei Tiger Clan be described by the Longtan Tiger's Den?

But the inheritance of the illusory tiger beast has a great temptation to Zhang Mochen, with high risk and high reward, if it reaches that level of strength one day, what does it matter if it goes to the Thunder Tiger Clan?

After thinking about it, Zhang Mochen finally made up his mind and bowed to the illusory tiger beast.

"Senior, the younger generation of the White Tiger Brother will kowtow to you, if the strength is reached in the future, the boy and the brother will definitely rebuild the Benlei Tiger Clan. ”

"Roar ......" The illusory tiger beast raised its head with great difficulty and roared, unwilling, helpless, resentful and relieved, and then, the huge tiger body continued to shrink, and finally condensed into a black drop of blood suspended in the air.

"Boy, I will also send you a creation, don't fight for the pool of water, go to the cliff cave above the pool. ”

The tiger beast turned into nothing, the voice was still there, Zhang Mochen kowtowed again, and then put the drop of black essence blood into the Qiankun bag.

"Cliff cave, is there something more precious than the pond water in it?" Zhang Mochen was extremely surprised but did not have a trace of doubt, since the illusory tiger beast said this, it must not be wrong, but people have been here for hundreds of years.

A muffled sound accompanied by blood mist spread outside the cave, Jiang Feng fell backwards and slammed into a rock wall, and the rock wall that was as hard as iron was also knocked out of a human-shaped pit.

Chu Likong was angry, and he couldn't get out of the face of the stalking of the young man in Tsing Yi.

"In the Xia Bishui Chamber of Commerce Chu Li, I hope you will give me some thin noodles. After one move, the two sides separated, and Chu Li showed his identity in the hope of shocking one or two.

In the face of Chu Li's deterrence, the black-clothed young man responded with a more ferocious attack, which made Chu Li furious.

Su Han and Ma Ruini Bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect themselves, their faces were pale, their clothes were stained with blood, and they couldn't get up.

The young man in yellow stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Wei, Jiang Feng's throat suppressed the hot current, and he raised the knife again, but the young man in black came like a shadow and directly cut off his way.

"Come in!" Jiang Feng shouted urgently, fighting with the black-clothed boy again.

Watching Jiang Feng and the others retreat into blood-stained robes, Jiang Weibei clenched her teeth, and then plunged into the cave.

"Big brother, second brother, I'll go enjoy it first!" Seeing Jiang Wei running into the cave, the young man in yellow smiled at the young man in green robe and the young man in black, and couldn't wait to get into the cave.

"Old Five, wait for us, haha!" The two teenagers who had been watching the excitement immediately became interested, patted their butts and ran over. ()

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