A dark back figure walked out of the thick fog, covered in black hair, like a mandrill's face showing hideousness, shortness of breath, and a look of madness in his eyes.

Then several other figures stepped lightly, and they all took a step forward.

In an instant, the Spirit Beast Pavilion mountain collapsed, the cliff shook, and thousands of disciples were shocked and retreated frantically.

Within the abyss, several vast qi machines instantly dominated the Spirit Beast Pavilion for thousands of miles, and everyone was terrified and frightened, and their scalps were numb.

And when the three king beasts rioted, the four true realms of the Zixiao faction actually stood in the same camp as the king beasts.

In an instant, thousands of spirit beasts in the Spirit Beast Pavilion rioted, and the monks on his side were bitten and pounced on by their own spirit beasts, and frantically gnawed at them.

The Zixiao faction's camp was in chaos, but under the protection of Wang Zhao, Ye Qingshan, Zhuge Wuchang and other Jindan, there were not many people buried in the belly of the spirit beast.

High in the sky, several Jin Dan looked down solemnly, and more than 100 people on their sides were either frightened, or afraid, or the color of the rest of their lives.

They all looked down into the abyss, and only a few muffled snorts and roars kept coming.

And when the spirit beasts outside rioted, inside the abyss, the situation changed again.

Suddenly, three screams permeated all directions, as if they were being tortured inhumanely, and they were miserable.

But I saw that the existence that looked like a mandrill suddenly turned red, and the monstrous momentum died down in an instant, and it suddenly tore towards the unicorn on its side.

The unicorn beast head snorted coldly, his eyes were full of anger, and after shaking it back with one palm, he went straight to the old man.

In addition, the wings of the phoenix are spread high, and the body seems to be covered with a phoenix crown, and the majesty is unparalleled, and it seems to have a peerless elegance.

However, a tall green wolf on his side looked up to the sky and roared, "!!!

The ferocity in his clear eyes was fierce, and when the anthropomorphic eyes in his wolf eyes disappeared completely, the resentful look disappeared, and there was only surrender and awe.

Oh, swooped towards Tianfeng.

Tianfeng snorted coldly, and the red flames reflected on his side, illuminating the entire abyss.

Finally, the cold gaze of the golden eagle suspended in the air moved away from the old man's body with difficulty, and landed on Zhuge Xun of the Zixiao Sect, and the eagle's cry sounded.

Zhuge Xun sighed, and the battle between the two was about to break out.

At this moment, under the abyss, the thick fog is rolling uncertainly, and the two people in front of them are like old friends reunited, talking and laughing.

The old man turned his head and said, "If you have any other tricks, just use them."

His gaze glanced at the jade bracelet.

Sima Yuan's eyes fell, "The senior's eyes are like torches, and the kid admires them." ”

Suddenly, a storm enveloped the whole body, and a hideous dragon head was suspended behind Sima Yuan.

Looking down at the old man who had escaped, he frowned slightly, as if he had not expected it.

He muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be."

Sima Yuan said lightly, "Why shouldn't you?" Do you allow you to enslave me Zixiao to guard it, and not allow me to turn defeat into victory?"

The old man didn't explain, shook his head and smiled, "Turning defeat into victory?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Sima Yuan's figure flew upside down, and a burst of shattering sounded, almost fainting on the spot.

Then the dragon's head fell miserably, as if it had been hit hard.

The old man slowly withdrew his right hand and shook it gently, as if it was a little painful.

Glancing at Sima Yuan, who was shattered by Jindan, after sneering, he grabbed the green dragon in the air and placed it in front of him.

He slapped down lightly, and the green dragon was hit again.

At this time, an object from Sima Yuan's storage ring suddenly shone brightly, and a loud bang sounded.

The golden eagle outside immediately screamed, and the old man's pupils shrank.

The golden eagle on his chest knocked it down like a puppet without fear of death, and with a bang, the old man flew out upside down.

Then above the abyss, a hideous gap appeared out of thin air, and under the old man's solemnity, a figure in a purple robe stepped into the air.

The old man was settled and unscathed.

His cloudy gaze disappeared, and he said in a low voice, "Old thief Xiao underestimated you. ”

The gaze of the visitor is plain, like an infinite starry sky, vast and profound.

He glanced at it, the figure of the mandrill trembled, his bloody eyes were clear in an instant, and after looking at the visitor, he lowered his head slightly.

The green wolf, the size of a few feet, quickly flashed to the old man's side, and the old man stroked the top of the green wolf's head, "In the end, only you are willing to go with the old man." ”

The heavenly phoenix and the unicorn flashed

On the side of the man, Zhuge Xun's eyes were slightly restored, and he said, "Thank you for the siege."

The person who came was the real person in charge of the Zixiao faction, Uncle Ji.

The old man smiled and said, "It seems that Xiao Han should be dead."

Suddenly, his eyes glanced at Sima Yuan, and a hint of playfulness crossed his eyes.

Zhuge Xun's eyes drooped, Qinglong was seriously injured, Lu Hongli fell, and this son's dantian was shattered.

He sighed in his heart, and the master's methods became more and more sophisticated.

A light cough sounded, and everyone looked at each other.

But seeing Sima Yuan getting up with difficulty, and seeing Uncle Ji, the head of the house, who was facing each other, his eyes drooped, and he saluted weakly, "Welcome to the real person in charge."

Uncle Ji's eyes were calm, and a mana came out to help Sima Yuan up, "Elder Sima is seriously injured, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Sima Yuanqiang smiled, "Thank you."

Then his gaze fell on the dying green dragon, and when he looked at the shadow behind the master, there seemed to be a complicated color in his eyes.

The old man chuckled, "Is Ji Xiaoyou too presumptuous?"

Uncle Ji gently hooked Sima Yuan's storage ring at night, and after some shock, a long sword was in his hand.

The long sword is purple-gold, with a dull luster, like a pearl covered in dust.

With a flick of his hand, after a rune exploded, a sky-high sword qi instantly swung out, filling the entire abyss.

It was the Zixiao Sword that he snatched from Xiao Han!

Uncle Ji's eyes moved, and he pointed at the old man.

The old man looked up, and his figure slowly dissipated.

Almost at the same time, the Zixiao Sword in Uncle Ji's hand penetrated the space barrier in front of the two of them and reached the front of the man.

Immediately, the figure disappeared, and the old man's breath dissipated.

After a few breaths, there was a loud sound in the air that shook a thousand miles in the air, like thunder descending into the world.

And when the head of Zixiao, Uncle Ji, and the old man disappeared, the green wolf in the abyss was surrounded by the heavenly phoenix, the unicorn and the golden eagle.

At the same time, under this strange abyss, the fighting of the beasts did not affect Sima Yuan and the green dragon that seemed to be on the verge of death.

As for the Qinglong, the head of the four divine beasts, since he was severely injured, he was paralyzed with the white tiger.

What no one noticed was that the hideous Jiaoshou and the white tiger quietly glanced at each other, and then the green dragon bit the white tiger's neck suddenly.

With a click, the dragon's teeth crept into the white tiger's neck bone, but no scarlet blood flowed out.

The white tiger roared in a low voice, and with divine help, the injuries in his body recovered almost instantly.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, but it was the ghost book floating above the white tiger's head.

Sima Yuan slowly opened his gaze, and the white tiger looked up, and his head drooped.

The tiger's eyes seemed to have a resolute color, and it was immediately closed.

Sima Yuan's dry lips squirmed, as if a trick had come out.

A figure suddenly appeared behind the white tiger's head, and his breath was terrifying.

Qinglong immediately opened his bloody mouth and sucked it suddenly.

The spirit that looked like an old man suddenly snorted coldly, and the green dragon roared in pain.

Sima Yuan asked the divine sword in his hand when it was finally unsheathed, and a dark color flashed.

His eyes were cold, and he pointed lightly at the old man, and his weak but firm voice sounded, "Ask God, cut off the soul!"

With a bang, the god of inquiry swept suddenly, and under the roar of the divine soul, it swept by.

Such a shocking change naturally caused Tianfeng, Qilin and others to look back.

The golden eagle flashed coldly, but it was not impulsive.

At this time, under the stunned eyes of the others, the Divine Sword sneered, and the divine soul exploded with a bang.

The white tiger was like being pardoned, and the meekness in his eyes was no longer there, as if a monstrous anger was about to erupt.

At this time, the ghost record slowly shrouded it, sucked in the divine soul that was intended to gather again, and flew back into Sima Yuan's hands.

The white tiger took the opportunity to stand up, and the huge tiger body of a foot in size sounded a crackle, like a bean bursting, pleasant to the ear.

Immediately, under the horror of the green wolf, the white tiger quickly rushed out and bit on its neck.

With a click, the green wolf whimpered and lost his breath, and his breath languished and fell.

The white tiger slammed to the ground, and with a bang, the green wolf's head cracked.

He bit it again, and with a bang, his limbs broke in unison, as if pieces of liver were spit out of the wolf's mouth.

The white tiger's fierce light flourished again, and it sucked at the flesh and blood of the monks of the Spirit Beast Pavilion in the four directions, and then the light raged.

All of them dissolved into nothing and disappeared completely.

Immediately, under the solemn gaze of Tianfeng, Qilin and Zhuge Xun, and the whole body was on guard, the white tiger raised his head and stared coldly, cold and ruthless.

A dragon groan sounded, and the white tiger tilted its head slightly.

Walk to Qinglong's side and arch it, put it behind his back, and squat down on Sima Yuan's side.

Sima Yuan gently stroked the neck of the white tiger and sighed gently.

The fierce light in the eyes of the white tiger dissipated, and under the tiger's eyes, there seemed to be blood and tears that had not dried.

Ten years of pregnancy, all of them have been reduced to monks' nourishment.

It has long been broken.

Sima Yuan took out two spirit crystal blood marrow and fed them into the mouth of the white tiger.

With another move, the green dragon behind it turned into a jade bracelet and wrapped around Sima Yuan's wrist.

At this time, Tianfeng and Qilin swept in front of them, looked at Xu Baihu on Sima Yuan's side, and opened their mouths to speak.

Sima Yuan's voice was weak, "The old injuries of the White Tiger seniors have not healed, and I am afraid that they will not be able to participate in the war, so the seniors will get rid of that one first." ”

On the surface of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, there are only five golden pills and three king beasts, but there is a primordial ancestor in secret.

Comparable to Xiao Han's Yuanying real person!

Before the battle, the Zixiao Sect conservatively estimated that the Spirit Beast Pavilion was at least comparable to the peak of the Yuanying Pavilion, and he was one of the few great cultivators in the entire Qinghong Prefecture.

At the beginning of Zixiao Peak, Sima Yuan had an agreement with several True Realm existences, and in this way, the strength of several guards was weakened by a few guards, and then the real person in charge of the sect held the supreme treasure of the sect to entangle it.

And Sima Yuan took the opportunity to rescue the White Tiger who had been imprisoned for a hundred years, and then joined forces to defend the enemy afterwards.

The plump woman's eyes showed guilt, and she looked at the white tiger with pity in her eyes, and after the white tiger nodded slightly, she lowered her head.

The beast-headed Qilin raised his head, "Since the white tiger has been rescued, we will get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise let it escape, and there will be endless troubles in the future." ”

Zhuge Xun said to Sima Yuan, "Xiaoyou can still insist?"

Sima Yuanqiang laughed, "Although Zhuge seniors go, Sima is fine. ”

The Qilin Town Guard glanced at him, and the golden pill was completely shattered, as if the path was hopeless.

He sighed in his heart and flew away indifferently.

The heavenly phoenix glanced at it casually and turned into the wings of the hanging heavenly phoenix and roared away.

Zhuge Xun sighed lightly, "Little friend, take care!"

Sima Yuan replied, "Boy, I wish my seniors a triumphant!"

After Zhuge Xun nodded, the figure stepped forward and disappeared.

As for the Golden Eagle King Beast before leaving, it glanced at the Ghost Record unintentionally, and his gaze was unfathomable and meaningful.

Seeing Sima Yuan's scalp tingling, he was frightened.

Fortunately, Zixiao's real people are still here, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable.

Cao Qiji, Chen Qingwan and others, who had not dared to approach the periphery before, quickly stepped forward at this moment and protected Sima Yuan in the middle.

Cao Qiji, Mo Yu and the others looked at the white tiger in front of them, and immediately greeted them happily, "See the white tiger guard!"

The white tiger's eyelids shrugged and turned a deaf ear.

Chen Qingwan quickly supported Sima Yuan, his finger bones protruded slightly, his green tendons bulged, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

Sima Yuanqiang smiled and comforted softly, "Don't worry, junior brother is fine." ”

Chen Qingwan's gentle temperament is long gone, and his breath is full of evil.

Sima Yuan patted the back of Chen Qingwan's hand lightly, and after a few words, his eyes seemed to be surprised, and he immediately showed a hint of surprise and breathed a sigh of relief.

He nodded slightly, then stroked the neck of the white tiger, and said softly, "The senior of the white tiger has not recovered from his serious injury, so let's stay away from this place quickly." ”

At this time, everyone noticed Sima Yuan's tragic situation and was immediately shocked.

Sima Yuan didn't care, and smiled at Chen Qingwan, "Senior sister, come up." ”

Chen Qingwan's eyes swept away, and after the white tiger opened his eyes and looked at Chen Qingwan, he withdrew his gaze.

Immediately, under the shocking, complicated and admiring gaze of everyone, Sima Yuan and Chen Qingwan rode on the back of the white tiger together.

The two of them grabbed the supple tiger fur tightly, patted it on the neck, and after the white tiger slowly got up, the tiger's head looked around everyone, and then stepped forward with its front paws.

A wave of turmoil opened, and the huge power was exposed.

Immediately, under the anger of the old man above, Sima Yuan and Chen Qingwan flew out of the abyss on a tiger.

Behind him, Cao Qiji and others followed closely.