The beast's roar kept sounding, and the white tigers appeared one after another, and Song Shiyin roughly calculated, there were about twenty or thirty of them.

Counting the five monks who were strange, there were ten of them in total, and one of them had to deal with two or three white tigers.

It was already a little reluctant for them to deal with one by one before, not to mention that the white tiger at this time was stronger than before.

Moreover, Song Shiyin and they have experienced two waves of battles, and their spiritual power has been depleted, and they have not been repaired, and in general, the situation is very unfavorable for several members of the team.

The white tigers all opened a pair of golden pupils, looking at everyone indifferently, their spiritual power was surging, and the surrounding spiritual energy was surging towards them, forming a huge spiritual power vortex.

The sky darkened instantly, and Song Shiyin looked up, and there was a crackling sound in the entire pitch-black sky.

The next moment, purple lightning flashed out, lighting up the entire sky.

"It's these white tigers! Thunder and lightning!" Wen Qiu shouted in shock, it was rare to find a spirit beast that could cause changes in heaven and earth, and it seemed that this time it was even more tricky than he imagined.

Not only the sky, but also lightning appeared on the bodies of these white tigers, one after another, floating on the surface of the white hair.

The thunder rumbled and smashed into the ground with a force that broke through the air.

That thunderbolt smashed straight towards Song Shiyin, her pupils shrank, and the Spirit Devouring Vine instantly appeared in her hand, threw it to the ground, and fell to a safe place.

The thunder that was supposed to hit her fell to the ground, and after a thud, the ground burned into a pit, leaving a black mark.

Not only that, but the thunder did not disappear immediately after it fell to the ground, but continued to make a sizzling sound, and even had a tendency to spread in the direction of Song Shiyin.

"Everyone, be careful! There's something weird about this thunder!" When Wen Yu, who was beside Song Shiyin, saw this scene, the corners of his mouth tightened, and the whole person became serious.

Suddenly, the white tigers on the field all moved, and two or three of them acted together, aiming at a target, and rushed over with a few paws on their toes.

These white tigers appear to be lighter in their movements than their predecessors, although they are noticeably more muscular.

It can really be called a sentence as fast as lightning, and the white tiger with thunder on his body is even more conspicuous in the dark night, and he rushed to Song Shiyin in three or two clicks.

At this time, directly in front of Song Shiyin, a white tiger stood in front of the left and in front of the right, all staring at Song Shiyin with fierce eyes.

Their mouths let out a low whimper, the nails on the soles of their feet dug deep into the ground, and a mouth revealed the sharp teeth inside.

The three white tigers flew towards Song Shiyin in unison.

At the last moment, Song Shiyin waved his hand, and three spirit devouring vines broke through the ground, and the vine body waved, climbing the limbs of the white tiger with lightning speed.

The white tiger was trapped by the vine body, and kept raising its feet upward, trying to break free, and one of the white tigers even lowered its head and tore the vine body with sharp teeth.

Although the rattan body is tough, it can't resist the sharp teeth of the white tiger after all, and the dark green rattan body is torn through a long hole, and the juice inside oozes out, ticking and dripping to the ground.

The last white tiger did the same, but instead of using its teeth, it lifted the soles of its feet and cut through the vine with its sharp nails.

It seems that these white tigers are not low in intelligence, and it is not easy to deal with the three spirit beasts that can only think and cooperate.

All this happened only at the moment when the white tiger was climbed up by the vine body.

Song Shiyin saw that the first white tiger had not yet moved, so she quickly controlled the Spirit Devouring Vine and wrapped it tighter, for her at present, it was the best choice to break them one by one.

"Soul Eater!" Song Shiyin let out a low sigh and made a seal in his hand.

The white tiger wrapped around the rattan body is getting tighter and tighter, and similarly, the contact between the rattan body and the surface of the white tiger is also getting bigger and bigger, causing the lightning on the white tiger's body to also attack the vine body.

After the sound of sizzling, there were already some black spots on the vine body, which were the traces left by the lightning burn.

Song Shiyin could feel the pain of the Spirit Devouring Vine, she sped up the progress of the Spirit Devouring Vine, and the body of the Soul Devouring began to glow, those thin

Small spikes pierced into the white tiger's body.

The white tiger began to struggle violently, and the lightning on its body became more and more dense.

The vine that wrapped around the white tiger had been burned black, emitting white smoke, and the thunder in the sky seemed to feel that the white tiger was being hurt.

counted until the thunder fell from the sky, and each one pointed directly at Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin could only continue to control the Spirit Devouring Vine while constantly shifting positions on the field to avoid the attack of the thunder.

"Turning Vine" is worthy of her carefully selected exercises, and the Spirit Devouring Vine is also worthy of being a spiritual plant that can grow.

From the time she got her hands to now, she has absorbed large and small spiritual powers, and at this time, even if she is injured and attacked, she can tightly wrap around the white tiger.

The spiritual power in the white tiger's body gushed out wildly, flowing to the spirit devouring vine, the color of the vine body was even deeper, and the surface was also very smooth.

After a while, the white tiger's body quickly dried up, his hair lost its luster, and he was dusty, and after struggling for a while, he quietly lay on the ground with a thin body.

At present, the whole field is in chaos, Song Shiyin took the time to glance at it with his spare eyes, and the four members of the team were all dealing with three white tigers.

Wen Xuan's cultivation is the highest, and he is quite at ease.

Bian Tingyu's cultivation was similar to Song Shiyin's, slightly lower, and it looked quite difficult, and she was also more embarrassed when dodging the White Tiger's attack.

But Bian Tingyu is currently only using her newly learned talisman to deal with the white tiger, and has not used the exercises she has learned before.

Yes, there should be no big problem on her side, so Song Shiyin retracted her gaze with confidence and concentrated on dealing with the two white tigers in front of her.

Seeing that their companions were dead, the two white tigers were obviously angry, they glanced at each other, and quickly rushed to Song Shiyin's face with a bounce.

There was thunder on their bodies, and they stretched out their claws and slashed at Song Shiyin.

Sideways, bowing his head, cat's waist, Song Shiyin dodged all the attacks of the white tiger, and the white tiger roared angrily, as if he had been summoned by the roar of the beast, and thunder fell from the sky.

There was a white tiger in front and a thunderstorm in the back, Song Shiyin finally couldn't avoid it, her clan uniform was slashed by the white tiger's claws, and then she dodged in embarrassment.

Because of the vigorous exercise just now, Song Shiyin's physical strength was already a little exhausted, and the spiritual power in his body was also pouring into the Spirit Devouring Vine in a steady stream.

She gasped for air, adjusting her breath a little as she stood on the ground.

The two white tigers cooperated with each other, one left and one right, one in front and one behind, and took turns to attack Song Shiyin.

After a few rounds, Song Shiyin was already a little tired of coping, her eyes wandered between the two white tigers, determined to find one to attack first.

The white tiger on the left was even more vigorous, it had a pair of golden eyes open, staring at Song Shiyin indifferently.

The white tiger on the right, although it is more muscular, looks simple and looks quite harmless.

That's it, Song Shiyin chose the white tiger on the left.

"Sleepy!" Song Shiyin made a seal on his hand, and there were words in his mouth.

The Soul Devouring vines on the ground responded with her spell, and the two Spirit Devouring vines one after the other, one waving the vine body, attracting the attention of the white tiger.

The other one burrowed into the ground, kept moving forward, and when the white tiger was defenseless, it broke through the ground decisively and climbed tightly on the white tiger's limbs.

When the white tiger reacted, its body shook violently, trying to break free.

At this time, another white tiger also rushed over, wanting to save his companions, Song Shiyin shook off the spirit vine, and threw the vine body to the right with the white tiger, and distanced himself from the other white tiger.

She then controlled another Spirit Devourer vine on the ground to stop the White Tiger.

"Soul Eater!" Song Shiyin snorted.

Both sides should pay attention to the fact that when they are single-minded and dual-purpose, Song Shiyin does not dare to slack off at all, and devotes himself to the control of the Spirit Devouring Vine.

This kept her from paying attention to the thunder that fell overhead.

When that thunder was only one centimeter away from the top of Song Shiyin's head, a spiritual power shield instantly

wrapped Song Shiyin's whole body.

The thunder slashed down, shattering the spiritual power shield, but at the same time, the thunder was also wiped out by the spiritual power that rebounded from the shield.

This huge movement finally made Song Shiyin lose a trace of his mind.

Song Shiyin looked down behind her, where there was a bead of a spiritual power passport, lying quietly on the ground, and in front of her right was Zhuo Guang, who had just stopped.

"Thank you, Brother Zhuo!" At that moment, Song Shiyin understood what was going on, and Zhuo Guang saved her again.

Zhuo Guang also had a white tiger to deal with, and just now he just happened to see Song Shiyin killed, so he nodded slightly and turned around to continue to fight with the white tiger.

The white tiger that was trapped by Song Shiyin was also screwed up by the Spirit Devouring Vine at this time.

Although a white tiger was eliminated, Song Shiyin's Spirit Devouring Vine did not end well, and the vine body that trapped the white tiger was full of scorched marks.

The one that blocked the white tiger flowed all over the ground, and the vine was covered with cracks that had been bitten out by the white tiger's claws and teeth.

Song Shiyin put the two Spirit Devouring Vines back into the storage bag, and only the last Spirit Devouring Vine was intact at this time.

Two companions had already died at the hands of Song Shiyin, and the only remaining white tiger had a sad look in his eyes.

Song Shiyin had no time to take care of the friendship between them, after all, in this secret realm, the two sides were opposed, they were enemies, and between them were either you die or I lived.

Not only did Song Shiyin kill the two white tigers, she looked around at the situation on the field, and the corpses of the white tigers had already fallen to the ground and piled up.

At present, there are only about a dozen of them left, and the number has been greatly reduced.

When Song Shiyin retracted her gaze, she was surprised to find that the white tiger she was fighting against was also observing the situation on the field.

Then it raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar: "Roar—"

The rest of the white tigers also responded, and along with the roar of the beast, there was a constant rumbling sky overhead.

Song Shiyin looked up, and a sense of uneasiness rose in her heart.

It was dark night, but you could still see the dark clouds, black clouds rolling, lightning flashing, dense, each as if to split the sky in half.

Song Shiyin's eyes were black for a while, white for a while, and her eyes were a little blurry.

"Not good! What are they doing?" Someone exclaimed, his tone full of fear.

Song Shiyin looked for a sound, only to see the strange monk's eyes glaring, his eyes full of horror.

These white tigers are actually absorbing the power of thunder and lightning!

More and more lightning gathered on the white tiger's body, as if dyeing them purple, and gradually, the white hair gradually disappeared, replaced by dark purple hair.

They are surrounded by rings of thunder that make sizzling sounds.

And that's not all.

"Look!" Someone shouted again in shock.

The few remaining white tigers lowered their heads, their figures getting bigger and bigger, and Song Shiyin fixed his eyes to see that it was the corpses of those dead white tigers, which turned into purple light little by little.

Then all these rays of light were incorporated into the body of the white tiger, and the white tiger grew stronger.