The White Tiger Saint Monarch was worried about his breakthrough, and in his opinion, if he couldn't enter the Holy Realm, it would be impossible for him to have the strength to deal with the Wu Clan.

Even though he is much stronger now than before, it still makes him feel less confident.

However, the White Tiger Saint Monarch didn't know that his appearance had already been discovered by the Wu Clan.

After the previous battle in the West Pole Land, Wu Yang secretly sent creatures to hide in the West Pole Land, in order to monitor everything here.

Wu Yang knew very well that the six-eared macaque could not detect the situation in the West Pole, so he let these eyeliners be distributed here to serve as Wu Yang's eyes and ears.

The Four-winged Spirit Monkey Clan had long been familiar with this kind of thing, and under the personal leadership of Ape Wind, they quickly adapted to everything here.

After the six-eared macaque got the news, he came to inform Wu Yang as soon as possible.

"The aura of the White Tiger Saint Monarch has appeared?"

Wu Yang smiled when he heard this, the Western Pole Holy Monarch was bent on destroying the Wu Clan, and Wu Yang never intended to let the other party go.

Now that the other party dares to appear, there is no reason for him to continue to grow.

Wu Yang immediately got up and went to the Pangu Temple to inform the Twelve Ancestors.

The power of the Western Pole Holy Monarch is strong, and he must not raise tigers for trouble.

When Wu Yang came to the temple, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still practicing the Great Array.

With the help of the [Divine Evil Treasure Banner], the power of this divine array is even more extraordinary.

"Brother Dijiang, I got the news that the White Tiger Saint Monarch has returned again!"

Wu Yang bluntly told them that the White Tiger Holy Monarch was a big threat to them, but since the other party was canonized by the Heavenly Dao, there was no way to completely erase the other party.

But the Wu Clan can wear down his strength again and again, as long as he kills the White Tiger Saint Monarch, he can make his origin power lose a lot.

This is the best way for the Wu Clan to weaken the White Tiger Saint Monarch at the moment.

As long as the strength of the White Tiger Saint Monarch is continuously weakened, and in the end, he is only left with the Great Luo Golden Immortal, or even the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, he will no longer be able to threaten the Wu Clan.

At that time, any witch clan can destroy the White Tiger Holy Monarch, and there will be no need to make such a big move.

Dijiang Ancestor Wu smiled when he heard this:

"It just so happens that we have mastered the use of the [Divine Demon Banner], so let's go and fight the White Tiger Saint Monarch now!"

The Wicans are belligerent, and that's true.

The ancestors were full of joy on their faces, and they set off one after another.

"Let's go, kill that White Tiger Saint Monarch again!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu cheered.

A group of witch clans came in a mighty way, but the White Tiger Saint Monarch didn't know that he had already come to a catastrophe.

In the land of the West Pole, the White Tiger Saint Monarch who was cultivating suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes, and looked into the sky fiercely.

"Wicans!"

It was the movement of Wu Yang and their arrival that woke up the White Tiger Saint Monarch, he was still worried about how to find trouble with the Wu Clan, but now that the other party took the initiative to send it to the door, there was no need to bother more.

Two terrifying divine lights shot out of the White Tiger Saint Monarch's eyes, and his face was full of anger and hideousness.

The Wu Clan dared to come to the door at this time, obviously to give the White Tiger Saint Monarch a good look, and the White Tiger Saint Monarch also wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of the other party!

"Damn it, this time it will leave you with no return!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch roared angrily, the last time he thought he had been attacked by the Wu Clan, and this was the final defeat.

Now his strength has increased greatly, and he is even stronger than the previous Yasheng realm.

The Wu clan is here now, just looking for death!

"White Tiger Holy Monarch, don't come and die soon!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu shouted, showing off his might in that tone, with undisguised provocation and triumph.

The White Tiger Saint Monarch roared angrily, as the Western Pole Saint Monarch, how could he have suffered such humiliation.

But now that he met the Wu clan's side, he was repeatedly squeezed, and even the other party dared to knock on the door to provoke him.

Just as the White Tiger Saint Monarch roared, Wu Yang and Ancestral Witch

Their figures have appeared in front of the Temple of the West Pole.

"Witches, you all deserve to die!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch's eyes breathed fire, and his anger rushed up to the clouds, forming a vicious wind in midair.

The boundless golden qi gathered beside the White Tiger Saint Monarch, and the shadow of the divine sword resurfaced.

This Gengjin Divine Sword was originally an extremely powerful magic technique of the White Tiger Holy Monarch, but in front of the Wu Clan, it completely became a joke-like existence.

No matter how strong the Gengjin Divine Sword is, it can't split the Heaven Opening Axe Qi of the Pangu Great God.

"White Tiger Holy Monarch, you are not qualified to judge whether our Wu clan should die or not, but you will die today!"

Qiang Liang Ancestor Wu proudly spoke, they came this time to kill the White Tiger Saint Monarch, how could they let him continue to live now.

"Roar!"

The anger in the heart of the White Tiger Saint Monarch could no longer be suppressed, he turned into the true body of the White Tiger, rolled up the boundless evil wind, and slaughtered it first.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had already prepared, and the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch gave an order, and the "Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Array" unfolded again.

This time, the figure of the Pangu God has become more and more condensed, if the Pangu God summoned by the previous "Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array" is ethereal, then now he is more like a real Pangu.

"Slash!"

As soon as the Twelve Ancestral Witches made a move, they used all their strength, and the Earth Shatter Thunder Axe flew into the hands of the Pangu Great God, and the [Open Heaven Sixth Style] slammed out.

The violent power erupted, and it all fell directly on the White Tiger Saint Monarch, making him unavoidable.

"Bang!"

This time of violent collision, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was instantly knocked out.

His body slammed into the temple, reducing the entire temple to ruins.

After this blow, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was directly seriously injured, and his combat effectiveness was greatly damaged.

"How is that possible!"

There was a look of shock in the eyes of the White Tiger Saint Monarch who couldn't hide it, and his eyes were round, completely unable to accept all this in front of him.

After being killed by the Wu Clan last time, the White Tiger Holy Monarch was very unwilling, in his opinion, the Wu Clan was lucky to kill him because of the success of the sneak attack.

Now that the White Tiger Saint Monarch has returned, with the help of the power of the Mandate of Heaven's Essence, his strength is even higher than before, which gives him enough confidence to destroy the Wu Clan in the Western Pole.

However, this was the first time he had ever met, and he felt the strength of the Wu clan again.

The power of the "Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array" has been greatly improved!

The degree of improvement far exceeded the improvement of the White Tiger Saint Monarch's own strength.

"Slash!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't talk nonsense at all, and it was an axe to catch up and chop down.

"Boom!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch tried his best to dodge, the blow just now had already seriously injured him, if he took another blow, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he would really be slaughtered by others at that time.

Wu Yang smiled not far away:

"It's great that you can dodge the first blow, but you can't dodge it every time!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch had already been injured, and his combat strength would definitely continue to decline, and the Ancestral Witches would not give him any respite.

"Boom!"

As Wu Yang said, when this second blow fell, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was even more embarrassed.

Although he still dodged, his consumption was also greater, and the injuries on his body were also rapidly deteriorating.

"I want to see how many attacks your 'Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array' can perform, and your consumption is probably greater than mine!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch smiled fiercely, he obviously knew a lot about the Wu Clan's "Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array".

In his opinion, as long as he waited for the ancestors to run out, then his chance had come.

It was precisely because of this that the White Tiger Holy Monarch kept dodging, trying to consume the ancestral witches alive.

However, the next battle made him more and more frightened, these twelve ancestors did not look exhausted at all, but a dragon spirit and a tiger, the more they fought, the more skilled they became, and the actions seemed more fluid.

Even the attack moves they played were more powerful again.

"What's the matter with these ancestral witches, they don't look like they're using me to practice tricks at all, they look more like they're using me to practice tricks!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch's heart instantly panicked, the ancestral witches were indeed constantly sharpening themselves in actual combat, improving their ability to control the big array, and as they continued to hone, the power they could exert was definitely increasing.

After discovering this, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was not calm at all, and he began to think about a way out, but unfortunately he had no way to retreat!

As the Holy Monarch of the Western Pole, he couldn't leave this area at all.

The responsibility of defending the land made him stay in the Western Pole Land, and it was impossible for him to wander around.

This once proud of his status as a saint has now become an invisible cage that imprisons him!

"Boom!"

The ancestral witches struck another blow, and in the panic, the White Tiger Saint Monarch failed to dodge, and was instantly cut off a hind leg.

A massive amount of blood gushed out, and the state of the White Tiger Saint Monarch plummeted.

"Bang!"

However, before the White Tiger Saint Monarch could recover from the pain, the Ancestral Witches had already called again.

The seriously injured White Tiger Saint Monarch had no time to dodge at all, he roared and slaughtered madly, fighting desperately with the ancestral witches.

"Roar!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch unleashed the strongest blow, and the Gengjin Divine Knife turned from virtual to real, forming a real divine weapon, slashing towards Pangu's figure.

In this moment of life and death, the potential of the White Tiger Saint Monarch was completely stimulated, and his combat power at the moment was far beyond usual, and it could be said that he had burst out with twelve points of combat power.

This also gave the White Tiger Saint Monarch a glimmer of hope in his eyes again, you must know that he couldn't completely condense the Gengjin Divine Sword into a physical object before.

Under the pressure of life and death, he obviously broke through again.

"Bang!"

However, it was all in vain.

An axe fell, the golden knife shattered, and the white tiger died.

The White Tiger Saint Monarch has indeed improved a lot this time, but unfortunately compared to the Wu Clan, he is still a little worse.

With the blessing of the [Divine Demon Treasure Banner], the power of the Great Array was increased by more than half, and with the effect of the [Open Heaven Sixth Style], the power was almost doubled.

With such a powerful bonus, the improvement of the White Tiger Saint Monarch is far from enough.

Wu Yang stepped forward and put away the body of the White Tiger Saint Monarch again, this was even more precious than the last time, how could he give up.

"This White Tiger Saint Monarch is strange, after the Blue Dragon Saint Monarch was killed by us, his strength plummeted, and he no longer dared to come out and be arrogant. But the strength of the White Tiger Saint Monarch does not retreat but advances, which is not in line with common sense."

Wu Yang said.

If it is calculated normally, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was killed and his physical body was taken away by Wu Yang, if he wants to reshape his physical body again, it will definitely consume a lot, which will definitely be a huge damage to his own realm.

But now it seems that the White Tiger Saint Monarch has not only recovered quickly, but also improved in strength.

If there's nothing greasy about this, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Dijiang Zuwu said indifferently:

"No matter what there is, one thing remains the same, once the White Tiger Saint Monarch returns, let's kill him once and see how far he can improve!"

Dijiang Ancestor Wu is also a ruthless person, and Tiandao clearly wants to support the White Tiger Saint Monarch and use him to target the Wu Clan.

The Wu Clan has been killing this White Tiger Saint Monarch in order to consume the Heavenly Dao in turn.

It is impossible for the Heavenly Dao to help the White Tiger Saint Monarch out of thin air all the time, and if it wants the White Tiger Saint Monarch to maintain its strength, it will also need to pay some price.

In this way, the Heavenly Dao will continue to help the White Tiger Saint Monarch, and the Wu Clan will destroy the other party again and again, which will form a war of attrition.

In the future, the power of the Heavenly Dao will definitely be affected in this process, and the Wu Clan is just using it.

Wu Yang shook his head and smiled, the master of Dijiang Ancestor Wu

The meaning is really good.

There is no reason to deal with an existence like the White Tiger Saint Monarch, and if you catch it, you will be killed directly.

The Ancestral Witches got up and left, and at this time, the White Tiger Saint Monarch was hidden in the Heavenly Dao, and his physical body was taken away again, which made him need to continue to lose his strength to reshape his true body.

"Wu Yang, you Wu Clan will definitely be destroyed by my own hands!"

The White Tiger Saint Monarch roared fiercely, this was the second time he had been killed by the Wu Clan, if it weren't for the wisp of true spirit that was placed in the Heavenly Dao, he would probably have been wiped out long ago.

However, even if the White Tiger Saint Monarch was lucky enough to leave a life, his strength had been greatly reduced, and if he re-descended on the flood now, he would probably fall out of the realm of the sub-saint.

The Heavenly Destiny Essence had already been consumed, and the White Tiger Saint Monarch had no way at all.

Seeing his realm slip, the anger in his heart became even more violent.

It's a pity that Heavenly Dao didn't continue to help the White Tiger Saint Monarch, and this time the White Tiger Saint Monarch could only rely on himself.

At this time, Wuyang and the others had returned to the tribe, and the Wu clan's meticulous workers began to pay close attention to the changes in the West Pole.

As long as the White Tiger Saint Monarch returns again, the Ancestral Witches will soon descend and wipe it out again.

"Killing the White Tiger Saint Monarch is nothing, but you can still get some rewards, right?"

Wu Yang sat in the stone hall, waiting for the arrival of the reward with peace of mind.

At this time, Wu Yang opened the Qiankun Creation Gourd, and the twelve-winged golden cicada had already begun to devour the body of the White Tiger Holy Monarch, this sub-saint-level supreme, the body contained a large amount of essence, which was of great significance to the twelve-winged golden cicada.

"Sir!"

Seeing Wu Yang coming, the twelve-winged golden cicada just said hello and continued to devour.

Wu Yang didn't pay attention to it, he came to the six holy spirit trees, just now Wu Yang noticed that the dead qi inside the Qiankun gourd had been completely absorbed, and the six holy spirit trees emitted a wave of "dissatisfaction".

It was precisely when Wu Yang noticed this change that he took the initiative to come in and check it.

"The dead qi collected from the West Pole has been exhausted, and it seems that it is necessary to go to Tianmen Mountain, there should still be a lot of dead qi there."

Looking at the increasingly ripe chaos-level spirit fruit, Wu Yang decided to go to Tianmen Mountain to find out.

Tianmen Mountain, as the base camp of the demon clan, has had a lot of monks who died before, and there will definitely be no less dead air there.