As for the Qiankun in his sleeve, it is a famous spell of Zhen Yuanzi, the lord of the earth immortals, and even Sun Wukong has taken it in, and the power is obvious.

After making up his mind, the White Tiger began to cultivate, and since the White Tiger had practiced in his previous life, he cultivated with ease in this life. The two spells of immobilization, sprinkling beans into soldiers, and these two spells are the simplest, just memorize the exercises, so you can apply them skillfully in a while.

As for the golden light of the vertical ground and the Qiankun in the sleeve, it must be practiced more to master the application, and for a while, he was not in a hurry, and the white tiger picked up a few stones of different sizes and held them in his hand and injected them into Tianyuan.

"Scatter beans into soldiers!" As soon as the words fell, the small body of the original small stone immediately swelled, and after a while, it swelled into a stone man several feet tall. The stone man was tall and powerful, and he was dressed in stone armor.

The White Tiger believed that at this level of rigidity, if it wasn't for the middle level of Soul Summoning, it wouldn't be able to break its body at all. Cut the middle finger one by one and drop it on the stone man's chest, and the stone man, who was originally like a dead thing, was injected with aura, and the white tiger controlled the stone man to walk a few laps, and let him walk freely after becoming proficient.

After all this, the white tiger meditated on the spot.

Just now he put all his own Tian Yuan into the stone man's body, the Tian Yuan in his body has long been exhausted, and it is full of danger in this wilderness, if there is no Tian Yuan in his body, I am afraid he will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Fortunately, there are still stone people who loyally guard the white tiger and prevent foreign objects from approaching. In fact, the strength of this stone man is only about one-third of the strength of the white tiger, but it is better than its own hardness and abnormality, and it is enough to protect the safety of the white tiger during the white tiger's meditation.

Finally, after the stone man hammered the fourth howling moon wolf into a meatloaf, the white tiger got up from meditation. Looking at the stone man whose fists were still dripping blood, and then at the wolf meat cake at the bottom of his feet, the white tiger was satisfied for a while, and this yuan power was spent unjustly.

The white tiger patted the stone man's hard shoulder, and with a flick of his sleeves, the stone man disappeared to the ground in an instant, and then the stone man appeared on the ground with a flick of his sleeves. Just like this, go back and forth to recycle and put and put to practice, if it were a normal person, I'm afraid I would have fainted a long time ago, thanks to the stone man only the white tiger's order is from, there is no wisdom.

After releasing it a few times, the white tiger swept the dust from his body with satisfaction, and began to ponder the golden light on the ground. This vertical golden light is fast and chic, and when casting the spell, the golden light splashes everywhere, brilliant and dazzling, and free and easy.

In his previous life, the white tiger relied on this method to capture the hearts of many fairies, but in this life, the white tiger is not chic, and he doesn't even have a foundation, so he still has to start from scratch.

The white tiger sighed, and with a wave of his right hand, he hit Tian Yuan on the boulder, and the boulder suddenly burst open. The white tiger then pointed to the gravel on the ground, and then pointed to himself to the stone: "Throw it at me with all your might, and don't stop without my order."

In this way, in the dense woods, beside the many corpses, a master and a servant staged a good show of attack and defense, and occasionally there were bursts of screams.

At first, the white tiger was still in a hurry, although he reacted quickly, but his physical mobility was weak and very slow, which led to the frequent bullets of the white tiger.

In the experience of blood and fire, the white tiger's body became more flexible step by step, and his body was able to keep up with the reaction, and his pace gradually became brisk.

Finally, after I don't know how many bullets I took all over my body, the golden light of the vertical ground finally became it.

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