The big mouth of the colorful holy tiger suddenly closed. The wind blade erupted from its mouth, and after a twist and turn, it returned to its mouth again.

There was a dull sound from its mouth, as if something had exploded, and then a faint cloud of green smoke erupted from its nose.

Looking at the grinning teeth and painful expression on the face of the colorful holy tiger, He Yiming and other irrelevant people were secretly amused in their hearts. But at the same time, they were also extremely amazed by the intelligence of these two spirit beasts.

Whether it was the Colorful Saint Tiger's wind blade attack or the white horse's instant dodge, the two of them even fought wits first, but judging from the scene, the Colorful Saint Tiger was forced to swallow the wind blade he spit out, and it seemed to be at an absolute disadvantage.

Shaking his huge head, the intense feeling of dizziness finally improved a little.

The Colorful Sacred Tiger raised its head and let out a loud roar full of anger, the peace in its eyes was gone, and it was even more full of anger at this time.

It stood up and ran slowly towards the white horse, gradually picking up speed as it went.

It has been a thousand years since the Colorful Holy Tiger was promoted to a Holy Beast, and it has just the right amount of control over every ounce of its strength. It is more than twice the size of its counterpart. But when running, the whole body is imbued with a combination of strength and speed.

In the eyes of everyone, it seems to be incarnated as a wind, but it is a huge wind that has turned over the river and the sea.

In an instant, the colorful holy tiger had rushed to the side of the white horse. Just when everyone thought that the white horse would repeat its old tricks and dodge at a very fast speed, they saw it meet it without dodging.

There was a loud bang, and the two terrifying holy beasts slammed into each other with their bodies.

He Yiming and the others' faces changed slightly, and at the moment when the two holy beasts collided, they all clearly sensed that in terms of pure strength, the power possessed by the holy beasts was definitely beyond the reach of humans.

The collision between their two holy beasts was like two giant peaks slamming together in the air, and when they erupted with an incomparably loud noise, they also brought the same shocking visual impact to humans.

The whole land seemed to tremble at the feet of the holy beasts, and everyone's scalps were faintly numb, and their teeth were faintly sore.

The onlookers all felt so shocked, so the two holy beasts that collided head-on would also not be comfortable.

The body of the white horse thunderbolt flew out, slammed into the ground, and after a roll, it jumped up as if it was loaded with a spring. Its big head shook, and its big eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. But in just one breath, its eyes regained clarity, and quickly adjusted its direction, staring straight ahead.

The Colorful Sacred Tiger was much inferior at this moment, its body was more than twice as large as the White Horse Thunderbolt, and its muscles like steel and iron pillars seemed to have infinite strength. But after colliding with Hakuba. It also flew high, and it actually flew more than ten feet away in mid-air.

Even if it fell to the ground, it still took a few rolls, and it was not easy to stabilize his body. But he didn't stand up as quickly as the white horse, but shook his limbs weakly, and after a few breaths, he staggered to his feet.

There was a faint hint of blood under its mouth and nose, which was shocking.

In fact, at this moment, the colorful holy tiger only felt that the bells and drums were ringing in his ears, his eyes were colorful, and his mouth was full of flavors. It even wanted to faint like that, but as a holy beast, its self-esteem didn't allow it to do so, so although its limbs trembled, it still struggled to stand up.

For a moment, the entire valley fell into a kind of extreme silence.

The old man who was in charge of taking care of the Holy Tiger, as well as the people in the Dashen royal family, all had blue faces.

Before the two holy ** hands, no one could have imagined that there would be such an obvious gap between these two holy beasts in terms of strength and speed.

The holy beast that has been famous for thousands of years is a colorful holy tiger. There is a big difference between these two aspects.

Only He Yiming and the others are not surprised, needless to say the speed of the white horse, as for its strength, as long as you look at the sea in the sea, it actually competes with the mountain-like black shark king for brute strength, you can know how strong its strength is.

Under the full impact of the white horse, although the Holy Tiger staggered, it was still able to stand up in the end, which had already surprised He Yiming and the others.

The old man's eyebrows twitched slightly, his face was gloomy as water, he took a deep breath and took a few steps.

However, his footsteps stopped abruptly as the Colorful Saint Tiger turned its head and let out a soft roar in his direction.

In this voice, there was a hint of decisiveness.

As soon as the old man's footsteps stopped, the expression on his face changed unpredictably, and finally he stomped his foot fiercely and turned back.

"Brother He, Your Excellency's holy beast has the bloodline of a divine beast?" the old man said in a condensed voice.

Everyone was taken aback, and then relieved, if it weren't for that, how could this strange holy beast have such a powerful strength.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "I don't know the origin of the white horse, but I just fell in love with it, so I became friends with it." As for whether it contains the bloodline of a divine beast, it is not something that can be known below. ”

Looking at He Yiming's expression, the old man nodded slowly. Finally, he let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with anxiety and sadness.

After listening to He Yiming's words, the others were all envious in their hearts, why didn't they encounter such a good thing, and they were able to make friends with the holy ** who had the blood of the divine beast, this is the biggest pie that fell from the sky, this person's luck is really good.

Yu Mufei took a step forward and asked hurriedly, "Third Uncle, what does the Holy Tiger say?"

The old man said slowly: "The Holy Tiger said that it is rare to encounter a holy beast with the bloodline of a divine beast, and it must fight against it, even if it loses its life. ”

Everyone in the Yu family was silent, they all knew the temper of the Holy Tiger, and naturally no one dared to disobey it. However, judging from this scene now, I am afraid that the colorful holy tiger will be more auspicious.

A huge roar emanated from the mouth of the Colorful Holy Tiger, and a strong unyielding light flashed in its eyes that had regained its clarity.

The limbs that were still swinging just now have regained their footing, and their bodies are full of strong will to fight.

It seemed to be stimulated by the Holy Tiger's will to fight, and the white horse's body showed the same powerful momentum without showing weakness, the momentum of the two holy beasts was-for-tat, and the strong power stimulation made He Yiming and other onlookers feel angry in their hearts.

The Colorful Sacred Tiger suddenly opened its mouth, and spat out a thick cloud of cyan from its mouth.

However, instead of flying towards the white horse, the cyan ball hit the ground hard.

Under the inexplicable gaze of everyone. Suddenly, there was a large pit on the ground, and the dirt and gravel in the pit were enveloped in this clump of cyan whirlwind.

The Holy Tiger moved extremely fast, and from its mouth it kept spitting out cyan-colored winds.

When these winds began to blow, the entire valley suddenly turned into a piece of flying sand and rocks, and in this piece of mist-like flying sand, there seemed to be a powerful power of isolation aura, which made everyone's sensing ability drop to the lowest, and they couldn't even know what kind of conflict had occurred between the two holy beasts.

Suddenly, the voice of the old man came from the wind and sand: "Everyone, the Holy Tiger has released its most powerful combat skill, in order to avoid everyone's accidental injury, please exit the valley." ”

The old man's voice grew farther and farther away. By the time he had finished his last word, he had already left the valley.

The rest of the people scolded in their hearts, what kind of characters they were, and naturally understood that the reason why the old man had to delay until this moment was to give the colorful holy tiger time to fly sand and stones. If it provokes the white horse to attack before it has formed a certain scale, it seems that the last fight of the Colorful Holy Tiger will end in tragedy.

However, since the old man said it so solemnly, everyone would rather believe it than believe it, and everyone walked towards the outside of the valley according to the direction in their hearts.

When they walked out of the valley, they found that the four members of the Yu family were already waiting outside the valley.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, it was impossible to ask for guilt in this situation, but instead smiled at each other and waited outside the valley.

He Yiming was naturally with Chu Haozhou and the others, and he couldn't help but feel secretly frightened when he looked at the dusty scene in the valley.

As if seeing his concerns, Chu Haozhou smiled and said, "Brother He, just rest assured, don't you know the strength of the thunderbolt?" When it had just been promoted to the Holy Beast, it was able to easily knock the Black Vulture King and the Six-Legged Holy Beast of the same rank away. Now after cultivating in the Purple Qi East, its realm has been completely stabilized, and the power of the blood of the divine beast in its body has gradually volatilized. Unless it is a holy beast of the same level with the bloodline of a divine beast, it will definitely not be defeated. ”

He Yiming nodded slightly, he breathed a deep sigh of relief and half-closed his eyes.

Vaguely, He Yiming suddenly had a strange feeling, and he seemed to have some kind of mysterious communication with the white horse thunderbolt.

Although they are not together, this purely spiritual connection makes them feel each other.

He Yiming's heart beat vigorously, and his heart was full of joy, because he felt the strong confidence that came from the white horse.

It seems to be telling itself that this battle, it has won.

He Yiming opened his eyes, his eyes were already relaxed, and he didn't seem to be worried at all about the white horse thunderbolt that was caught in the flying sand and rocks.

The old man and the people of the Yu family, who were paying attention to his situation here, all of them were inexplicably sinking deep in their hearts.

Suddenly, a long hiss came from the valley.

And then, what the crowd saw. It's a purple that keeps expanding......