Chapter 277: Where to eat and where to make up

"Hahaha! Cool!" Zhang Yangshuang can't do it, it seems that Xiaocheng of the "God Emperor Sutra" is still much stronger than before, and his upper limit of qi and blood has also increased by a layer.

The fire horse fell to the ground in front of the injured white tiger, and its body of 10,000 meters smashed heavily on the ground, letting out a roar, and it was slowly losing its breath of life.

Roar!

The white tiger roared violently, and the two pairs of huge tiger eyes looked at Zhang Yang with hatred, and a terrifying aura suddenly rose from his body, which was very similar to the one felt on the gold-backed silver light sculpture.

"Oh, is the bloodline supernatural power?" Zhang Yang was unhurried in midair, watching the changes in the white tiger's body with interest, he wanted to see how strong the bloodline supernatural power exerted by the demon king in his heyday was.

Before, the gold-backed silver light sculpture was because its body had been hit hard, so the power of the bloodline magic power was not very strong, and Zhang Yang used Maha Shada to directly explode.

Now this white tiger is in full strength, and the bloodline seems to be relatively advanced, Zhang Yang is not a ruthless person, and he will naturally not be stingy when he can give him the opportunity.

"Come on, kitten, let me see what you're up to. A gray-white air flow slowly rose from Zhang Yang's body, his eyes were infinitely golden, and the "God Emperor Sutra" was running wildly in his body, and the whole person seemed to have become a golden man, and the light was even more dazzling than the sun.

A huge white tiger phantom appeared behind the kitten, its size was already very huge, but this phantom was ten times larger than it, a golden diamond-shaped spar in the center of the eyebrows, with a strong domineering spirit on the body, and a holy, a majestic bloodline suppression force was born.

"Could it be that he is a descendant of the White Tiger?" Zhang Yang bowed slightly, then there was a fight like this.

Roar!

An invisible sound wave hit, and the space collapsed inch by inch everywhere it passed, looking extremely strong, Zhang Yang was not afraid at all, and just stood in place to withstand all the sound wave attacks.

The Shenyuan on his body touched the sound wave and slowly flowed, completely dissolving in a strange way.

But this is not the end, the white tiger phantom slapped towards Zhang Yang with a palm, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, and the space could not be kept intact under this palm.

Zhang Yang raised the dragon stick in his hand unhurriedly, the gray air flow was on top of the dragon stick, and the gold ash corresponded, he now seemed to be an invincible god of war.

Mahasshatra!

Zhang Yang swung his stick very slowly, but the force distorted the space.

Thundered!

The space where the collision occurred layer by layer, and a terrifying void turbulence appeared, Zhang Yang held the dragon stick in his hand tightly, the power of this white tiger phantom is very powerful, worthy of the divine beast white tiger, although this kitten may only exert one-tenth of the power, but the white tiger is still strong, and the bloodline is there, and it has to be taken seriously.

In this way, the two were frozen in mid-air, neither of them let anyone, but Zhang Yang was already difficult to hold the stick in his hand, and he still overestimated himself in the end.

"Break it for me!" Zhang Yang roared, the golden mangs on his body had flashed to the extreme, this unyielding anger was like the sound of thunder, and the rebellious nature in Zhang Yang's heart was born again.

"I am the God Emperor, you little cat dare to make trouble in front of me, give me death!" Infinite power emerged from his body, and the dragon stick in Zhang Yang's hand suddenly became forceful, and the chaotic qi swept through the entire dragon stick, and the power suddenly increased to a higher level.

"Suffer death!" Finally, under a huge golden ray, the dragon stick smashed into the body of the White Tiger Phantom, shattering it inch by inch, and dissipating into invisibility in the blink of an eye.

The two are connected, the destruction of the white tiger's phantom has caused the little cat to be deeply injured, Zhang Yang has long been prepared and experienced, and immediately flew forward, sealing the meridians on his body, even if it wants to explode, there is no way.

"What? this stick, are you satisfied?" Zhang Yang asked contemptuously as he stepped on its head and looked at his huge tiger eyes.

"You... Why do you have such strength?"

Zhang Yang withdrew the dragon stick into his ear and smiled disdainfully: "Why? I want to ask you, why are you so weak?

"Haha, even if you are strong, but you are not as strong as our Demon Emperor, die, when our Demon Emperor is born, your human race will usher in death. The white tiger laughed wildly.

"Yes, just come, I'm all right. Zhang Yang condensed Shen Yuan's fist and slammed it his skull.

Syllable!

With a huge sound, the head of the white tiger suddenly burst like a huge watermelon, and at this time, the white tiger's primordial spirit slowly rose and flew towards the sky.

"Want to run? I've been guarding against you a long time ago. Zhang Yang smiled coldly, and a golden light shot out from his eyes, directly annihilating the white tiger phantom in the sky.

After dealing with these two demon kings, Zhang Yang rubbed his sore muscles and bones, this white tiger still has something, and the fierce horse next to him is a little weak.

"These two demon kings, which one is better to eat?" Zhang Yang touched his chin, thinking about which of the two demon kings was more delicious.

"Tiger meat sounds a little more majestic, and I heard that horse meat is sour, so let's eat tiger meat. Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and finally decided to eat tiger meat, so he took out a sharp knife from the storage ring, cut a huge piece of tiger meat from the tiger's body, and lit a bonfire to start roasting.

After a while, the aroma of the meat overflowed, Zhang Yang swallowed his saliva, and the tiger meat was crystal clear, looking like a peerless medicine.

"It seems that my barbecue level is still good. Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction, this tiger meat is almost there, Zhang Yang took a bite, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"My groove, it's too fragrant!" Zhang Yang swallowed it in one gulp, and immediately ate the tiger meat after swallowing the dates, which was not enjoyable, Zhang Yang cut off a few more pieces.

After half an hour, the white tiger beside Zhang Yang was cut off by one percent, don't underestimate this one percent, you must know that the white tiger has a body of 10,000 meters.

Zhang Yang patted his bulging belly, burped, and the blood on his body was boiling, this tiger meat actually had a great tonic effect on his body.

So Zhang Yang immediately sat cross-legged, hugged the yuan and returned to one, and began to cultivate the "God Emperor Sutra"...

In an extremely dark corner, the aura of evil is billowing up, this is a secret room, where the dry bones of countless humans have been forged into a path that leads to another pitch-black space.

A skinny old man pointed to his cane and walked tremblingly along a path made of human bone, making a clicking sound with every step he took.

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