Chapter one hundred and forty-six

Futu Dauntless sat cross-legged beside the white giant tiger, and the faces of the monks suddenly changed, and they glanced at Qi Ling'er with fear, and then stopped paying attention to Futu Dauntless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Three days later, the avenue leading to the Dao Tree will appear, and in these three days, except for the first day, because of Qi Ling'er, someone has died, and the second day, it will become unremarkable.

From time to time, everyone's eyes glanced at the sleeping giant tiger, and looked at the young man sitting cross-legged, gritting their teeth, even if they knew that they couldn't do anything here, but it didn't prevent them from threatening one or two......

But the existence of the white giant tiger made all this disappear in the bud!

On the third day, the number of people became more and more numerous, but the dense crowd was silent, only a few people were talking softly. In the past two days, many monks have been expelled for various reasons.

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This is the west of the flat land, and a figure suddenly emerges from the sky.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with a burly figure, a rough face, and a pair of cold eyes.

"Who would have thought that kitten would be so horrible?"

One monk said softly, and there was even fear in his eyes.

"yes, didn't you say you can't do anything here, why is that giant tiger still there!"

"Hehe, the rules here are useless to that giant tiger. Someone suddenly spoke.

"What? This ......"

There was a sudden silence in the place, and they knew what the man's words meant, and it meant that there was a lord in this world!

The middle-aged man walked by, not saying a word. Listening quietly, he seemed to be looking for something.

"There are now ninety-nine avenues, and several of them are uninaccessible to us. ”

"Why?"

"Hehe, think about it, a great avenue leads to a Dao fruit, and only ninety-nine people out of hundreds of thousands of people can pick the Dao fruit, if you are with those strong people, do you still have a chance?"

"Oh, too. ”

The middle-aged man was silent, his eyes were like torches, scanning all directions, and he kept having them, frowning.

"The grandson of the mountain lord: Hanshan Zangfeng, the ancient dispute of the ancient clan, the young adult Tianyan of the celestial clan, the nine mountains and one sea, the white-clothed Han Tan, the holy daughter of the Five Holy Lands, and the young master of the Purple Pole Heavenly Domain...... At least thirty Dao Fruits are already the things of the owner!Hehe, there are still some masters hidden in the shadows. ”

"Then how many of these strong people enter the same avenue?"

"Impossible!"

"Ahh

"Haha...... I don't know about this either. ”

"Cut!"

There was a shout, and the monk bowed his head slightly, hiding a flash of discoloration in his eyes.

The middle-aged man has been walking here for several hours, and he seems to be looking for someone, but finding someone in this sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack!

On the rough face, full of tiredness, the middle-aged man stepped forward. Suddenly, he stopped, and the sound in his ears became clearer.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that kid to be so lucky that he would hold such a thick leg, so that people could only watch him sit there and cultivate. ”

"Yes, yes, the mark of the gods, only a person like Senior Brother can enjoy it, the Barbarian of the Heavenly Wolf is just a temporary keeper for Senior Brother, just looking for the peak of the mountain, when he entered the avenue, the white tiger was gone. I'll kill him and fetch it for my senior brother!"

"Hahaha!

The middle-aged man's figure trembled suddenly, and his eyes shone brightly.

"I've finally found you...... White ......"

The middle-aged man muttered in a low voice, and then his face was exhausted, and he walked to the left. There...... There's a giant white tiger sleeping!

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The flat land is vast, and at its eastern corner, there is silence for several miles, and there are only a few people.

In the middle of the silence, a white giant tiger was sleeping soundly, and beside it, a young man in a gray robe sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his white hair fell naturally.

In the White Tiger Body Monday, there are several imposing men standing, and the cultivation of the peak of the mountain bursts out, shocking all parties!

In the crowd, occasionally a monk looked at him, and then he teleported away, not daring to look at each other.

At this time, in the crowd, a burly figure in a beast robe walked out, it was a middle-aged man, and he walked straight towards the white tiger!

The peaks of the backers standing in all directions all stared at it, and the figure never stopped, the direction did not change, and they came step by step.

His actions gradually attracted the attention of the crowd, and looking at the figure, the monk's eyes lit up, as if he was about to see a bloody picture.

The backer of the Forgotten Tribes walked towards the middle-aged man, and some of the monks were breathing sluggishly, they wanted to see what was going to happen, and if the two of them did it?

If you do it, it means that the rule is gone, and not the white tiger!

However, they did not dare to act arbitrarily, after all, if the rules were still there, then they would inevitably be expelled, and this price would ...... They can't afford it!

In the clearing, the two met and stood suddenly.

"How did you come here?" said the Oblivion Tribe's patron powerhouse, his voice soft.

"Yan Jiu, I'm looking for that young man!"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, and then stretched out his right hand, pointing at the Futu Fearless beside the white tiger!

The pinnacle of this Forgotten Tribe's backer is undoubtedly the Wandering Soul Immortal Nine! The Immortal Nine glanced at Futu Fearless, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Are you sure it's okay? You know, if the young master is angry, you may be very bad." ”

"It's fine. You know, with my cultivation, it's still no problem to save my life under Miss Ling'er. ”

"Well, be careful!"

Seeing the middle-aged man's determined appearance, Yan Jiu knew that he swore that he would see Futu fearlessly, so he immediately turned around and left, and raised his right arm with a wave.

When the rest of the backers saw this scene, they no longer paid attention to the middle-aged man.

When the monks who watched with great attention saw this, they almost vomited blood, but the expected battle did not take place, but only a few words.

They are acquaintances......

Ignoring the monks' thoughts, the middle-aged man walked towards Futu Daring.

Closer, looking at the cold and vicissitudes of life, the middle-aged man suddenly paused!

The sleeping white tiger opened its eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, it stood up, its eyes radiated with ferocity, and roared.

"I've seen Miss Ling'er!"

The middle-aged man paused and bowed.

"It's you!"

The white tiger lay down again, ignoring the middle-aged man.

However, even so, the middle-aged man did not take any further steps, he knew that as long as he took another step forward, the white tiger would definitely burst out and never die!

The middle-aged man stood up, looking at Futu fearlessly, sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly running the mountain power, since he found it, why wait?

Seeing the middle-aged man so acquainted, Qi Ling'er suddenly roared, she glanced at Futu Fearless, her eyes closed again, and after a while, the sound of slow breathing sounded.

Time passed slowly, and three hours had passed. In another hour, the avenue will appear!

At this time, Fu Tu Wudaugh, who had been cultivating for three days, opened his eyes.

"Phew!"

The essence flickered, and the scarlet scar on the center of Fu Tu Fearless's eyebrows faded a little.

The essence in his eyes disappeared, and Fu Tu Fearless sensed slightly, the mountain power in his body was already at its peak, but the injury of the Great Dao did not have the slightest intention of seeing good.

Suddenly, the young man's face changed suddenly, and he looked up.!

Ten zhang away in front of him, the middle-aged man was standing, and when he saw the young man looking over, he smiled slightly.

"Little one, we're meeting again. ”

The man spoke, and the flat voice rang out, ringing in the young man's ears, but it was unusually gentle and kind, just like back then!

Fu Tu Daring Do seemed to have returned to a few years ago, and at that deep, narrow hole, the middle-aged man with an indifferent face was the same.

"Hello kid, I'm the hunting captain of the Shanli tribe, you can call me Shield!"

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(To be continued)