Furious as Mahal drew his sword and stood. The body was boiling, and the illusory steps walked towards the other end of the blue-leaved ancient tree.

At one end of the ancient tree, man and tiger fought.

The roar of the demon king-level old angry tiger revealed desolation, exhaustion and weakness, it was already very old, and its combat power was not one in ten.

It was besieged by the three major masters of the human soul refining ninefold stage with a sword, a knife and a three-phase combination, forcing its demon king level to retreat again and again, and if he didn't dodge in time, he broke the flesh and blood, and the skin and bones were visible. The three masters were excited, shouting and shouting, and the offensive became more and more fierce, obviously the benefits obtained by killing a demon king-level demon tiger made the three of them impatient.

It was this precarious scene that Mahal saw when he appeared. And at the entrance of the cave, there was also a late-stage master of the Ninth Stage of Spirit Refining who was covering his wound and panting. Obviously, the demon tiger had already seriously injured one person before.

"Roar!"

The spotted tiger roared wildly, his eyes were blood-red, and he left the trembling and panicked little tigers and slaughtered the three major spirit refining and ninefold masters.

"Rank 8 demon beast, wait until you kill the old one, and then kill your little one." Now get out of here. The young man drank coldly, the iron fan waved, and the fan was swept away elegantly, and with a bang, the spotted tiger was swept away without resistance, and fell to the ground with a puff and rolled a few times.

The young man closed the fan, his eyes turned, and when he saw Mahal clearly, his face was happy again, and he blurted out: "Mahal, you are really here." ”

"Oh, do you know me?" asked Mahal.

Seeing Mahal's question, the young man sneered, and a chill appeared in his eyes: "Don't you know, I'm afraid that all the masters in the Demon Wilderness now know you." You are ungrateful, you provoked an earth helmet dragon eagle demon king, Lord Rowling who passed by kindly saved you, and fought with the earth helmet dragon eagle, I didn't expect that in the end, you Mahal wolf ambition, took advantage of the chaos to take away the most precious demon pill, and also beat a rake. Lord Rowling has sent a reward of 200 Great Fruit Spirit Stone Crystals to be wanted with you, and you will die. ”

"Ungrateful, bounty wanted me?" muttered Mehal, sword raised in hand.

"Starlight Streamer!"

"Boom!"

The Endless Void Vitality rumbled and rolled, and the blue leaves of the ancient trees hit the sky. On the long sword, the light of the stars flew in the sky, the crystals were dotted, beautiful, and the brilliant sword light like a star drew a starlight arc tail wing. The dream shadow is shining, and the space is distorted and changing inch by inch, just like this gorgeous sword, a peerless sword piercing through the air, with a trace of shallow marks and waves.

"The mountains and clouds fanned. ”

Make the fan young man cold-eyed and drink. The fan shadow in his hand flashed, and the void turned into a thousand shadows and thousands of illusions, and the remnants rolled up the fan shadows in the sky. Densely packed like a peacock opening the screen, in the illusion, a huge iron fan is combined, and the virtual and the real alternately appear as one. Bang bang bang sky Yuan Sky exploded all over the sky, undulating, and the big fan swept towards the starlight sword.

A sword and a fan, colliding fiercely in the void.

"Snort!"

The violent collision of vitality roared and strangled, the tide was surging, and the impact of the explosion swept in all directions. The starlight of the long sword collapsed with a single touch, turning into a sky full of light. The iron fan swept down, causing a sneer to appear on the corner of the young man's mouth.

"Choke!"

Jin Tie snapped, and the iron fan in his hand flew away, causing the sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth to freeze for a moment.

The dazzling and sharp cold light in front of him was icy and cold. In the void flickered, poofs brought up a splatter of blood.

The long sword was dripping with blood, and Mahal's eyes were surging with murderous energy, and he looked at the other two who were still pestering the demon king-level demon tiger.

"Don't be beaten, go quickly. Mistress Rowling is nearby, looking for the adults to clean up this Mehal. When one of them saw that his companion was dead, and that something was wrong, he shouted loudly, and immediately withdrew and retreated, and the two of them hurriedly withdrew from the stone path.

Not long after the two of them exited, there was a faint rumbling sound of collapse in the passage, and the sand and stone smoke filled the air. The two men collapsed the cave in order to prevent Mehal from escaping.

Mahal watched as the two fled until they collapsed the hole, but neither of them could stop.

Instead, he easily wiped out another dying Soul Refining Ninefold Late-Stage Master, refining two drops of Ninefold Ninefold Late-Stage Essence Blood.

And the only old white tiger with combat power was scratched by his sword all over his body, his breath was sluggish, and he had already fallen to the ground.

After this battle, the dying tiger has run out of oil, his eyes are scattered, and his body is full of life.

A group of little tigers gathered around the side, at a loss for what to do. The spotted tiger stepped forward and let out a mournful roar.

Retracting his gaze in calm, the old white tiger was dying, and Mahal couldn't do anything, so he retreated to the side and sat down.

The roaring flow in the body and the two heat energies were refined into Star Killing Fighting Qi at the same time, and the aura grew and fluctuated, bombarding and impacting the twenty-eighth acupoint.

The strong and sharp momentum exuded by the body is visible to the naked eye, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

In the end, although there was only one big acupoint that needed to be broken, two drops of the Ninth Stage Essence Blood of the Spirit Refining Ninth Stage could only be regarded as a negligible amount.

For a moment, Mehal Refining opened his eyes.

"Human!"

The old white tiger screamed, dispersing the tigers around him, and the starless tiger looked at Mehal, and his huge body swayed and stood upright.

Mahal stepped forward and bowed slightly, waiting for the old white tiger to follow.

"Your divine method just now?" The white tiger's eyes gradually glowed, and his spirit was full of energy, as if he had begun to recover.

With the white tiger like people's minds, I am afraid that they have already seen it. But he also had to ask for words, and Maihal nodded and understood the White Tiger's intentions.

"This is witchcraft, refining the body of a demon demon, and it can continuously enhance the cultivation of fighting spirit. Mahal changed his words and told the truth.

When the old white tiger heard this, the tiger's mouth let out a hearty laugh.

"Okay, good!!" Excited and trembling, the next moment, the old white tiger's face tensed, and his gaze approached Mehal, "Human, you are faintly about to break through the Shentai realm, I am willing to give the corpse body to you to refine, and help you break through the Shentai." But I want you to promise to ensure that my Tiger Clan's bloodline will not be extinguished. ”

Mehal nodded, did not hesitate, and said categorically: "The only person who came to this calamity is a master of the spirit refining level. If I break through the Shentai Realm, I will swear to protect the bloodline of your Tiger Clan, and help you to slaughter all the people of your Tiger Clan, and return your Tiger Clan. ”

"Thank you, human"

The old white tiger nodded, the glow in his eyes quickly faded, and a frozen smiling face appeared on his originally energetic face.

Mahal nodded, and the long sword in his hand slammed into the air.

With a pop, the sharp sword light pierced through the skull, and before the old white tiger could completely destroy itself, he preemptively killed it with a sword.

The tigers bowed their heads and did not hate the ferocious anger, because they had wisdom.

The old white tiger who sacrificed himself for others exchanged his body for the protection and promise of Mahal, and listened to it, how he didn't know the old white tiger's painstaking intentions.

After killing the old white tiger, Mahal immediately placed his palm on the white tiger's corpse.