The eastern region of the demon world, the sea of Qingjian.

The figure wearing the tiger's head and shoulder armor walked past the magnificent statue of the white tiger roaring in the sky, stepped on the majestic stone steps in the deep mountain stream, and the two hanging golden crystal tigers outside the tiger temple were like a hill when they saw the figure coming, and they whimpered and lowered their heads, allowing the person to walk into the main hall.

Today's Tiger God Temple is deserted, and there is no trace of other White Tiger Demon Cultivators in the huge hall, only a few fox women who are ready to be dispatched here.

In the height of the hall with a rough style, a giant tiger with snow-white hair like a silver spear almost a thousand zhang in size was entrenched, with a heavy snort, gushing out of the white tide in the hall. The dome of the main hall on the head of the white tiger lowered a silver-white light, which seemed to be healing.

The figure wearing the shoulder armor of the tiger beast had a majestic silhouette, and slowly walked up the steps, and the beautiful woman of the fox clan standing quietly beside the huge white tiger held the tray in her hand, and he reached out to take a netherworld jade crystal on the tray. This crystal clear Netherworld Jade is not an extraordinary product, but a priceless Netherworld Jade Crystal.

Xiongqi squatted down, the armor on his body rattled, and handed the Netherworld Jade Crystal in his hand in front of the huge white tiger.

The only person who can get in close contact with the White Tiger Clan's ancestor Tiger Roaring Sky like this is the young patriarch Hu Peijun.

The huge white tiger opened his eyes and looked at the best son of the many direct blood relatives in front of him, and his huge body, which was as large as a mountain, sounded a sound of bones crackling and transposition, and in the blink of an eye, it changed into the appearance of an old man. He took the Netherworld Jade Crystal, and with a slight twist of his fingers, which had been slightly wrinkled, he broke the extremely hard crystal into several petals and threw it into his mouth, making a gurgling sound like chewing a soybean.

The beautiful eyes of the fox woman next to her were full of fear, just because of the sound of chewing like chewing bones.

The old man sitting on the throne lightly spat out a mouthful of dragon breath that had been accumulated in his chest, and said in a cold voice: "What a dragon dragon who has attained immortal ascension, a breath of dragon breath can torment me for so long that can torment me for so long, what a great gift." ”

Hu Peijun only looked at the king of tigers who was getting older and older in front of him, but there was not much sympathy or concern in his eyes. Ever since he could begin to remember, the clearest memory was neither his mother's warm embrace nor his strict father's earnest teachings to him, but the hideous faces of every demon beast in the northern frontier of the demon world who wanted to unload him.

In front of Hu Peijun, the tyrannical and self-proclaimed Tiger King has many children under his knees, and his bloodline is either respectful or lowly. His situation back then was still passable, his bloodline was not much noble or too despicable, and when he was thrown into the northern frontier of the demon world for the so-called "grinding", at least he still wore weapons and some supplies that could defend himself. And his half-brothers and sisters who are of humble blood, not to mention weapons and supplies, are not even clothed, and many of them have not even survived the first day, and they have become a meal in the mouths of the demon beasts in the northern frontier.

Tiger Roaring Heaven cultivates the Netherworld Tiger Divine Decision, relying on the Netherworld Jade Crystal produced in the abyss under the Qingjian Sea. He lowered his mouth quickly, and with a cup of tea, he ate a whole Netherworld Jade Crystal that was enough to buy a town, looked at the majestic figure standing like a mountain in front of him, and said lightly: "Now the alliance between our White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan is in full swing, this time the Four Divine Beast Clan's selection of the Holy Son will continue to compete, the purpose is to continue to build momentum for us, and the second is to let the entire demon world know that among the younger generation of the Four Divine Beast Clan, there are also three, six, nine and so on." ”

Tiger Xiaotian sneered: "Previously, the dragon of the candle came to my Qingjian Sea to make trouble, and I secretly placed a Netherworld Bone Erosion Poison specially made for him, once the toxicity broke out, the toxicity was more than a hundred times more than a thousand times more domineering than the Fierce Bird Thousand Deaths. If he is not careful, it is not impossible that he will die. It's just that when he reaches the realm of cultivation, it must not be so easy to die, but it should still be easy for him to not recover from his injuries for hundreds of years. At that time, when your four holy sons compete, you don't need to keep your hands on the holy sons of the dragon clan and the phoenix clan, you can just bombard and kill them directly, forgive them and don't dare to do anything, let their two clans completely lose face in front of the hundred clans of the demon world!"

Hu Peijun, whose face was hidden in the shadows, did not speak, only nodded.

Tiger Xiaotian raised his hand, and the demonic power rolled like a tide, rolling the remaining few Netherworld Jade Crystals on the tray in the fox woman's hand into her mouth, and the black and purple power that could easily poison and refine the Void Realm Dragon was like a dragon and snake swimming on the old man's body, and the breath was treacherous. But as Tiger Roaring took a few deep breaths, the black and purple power was suddenly absorbed.

"I asked you to go to Ember Wood to learn a little bit about the way before, but did you gain anything?"

Hu Peijun lowered his head and spoke, there was no fluctuation in his tone, "Back to my father, the child has learned all the skills and skills he has mastered from Elder Emberwood. ”

Hu Xiaotian raised his eyebrows, and said with some interest: "Oh? What do you think?"

"Back to my father, the child thinks that Elder Emberwood's lifelong learning is nothing more than a sideshow. Hu Peijun spoke again, and his voice was like thunder.

"The so-called Terran Formation Peerless Skill is just a small trick that can't be put on the table, I am in the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm with him, but I only need ten moves to kill Elder Ember Wood. ”

Hu Peijun's tone was bland and terrifying, so bland that he was just telling a fact.

He raised his head slightly, half of his face hidden in the shadows exposed to the pillar of light descending from the dome, and half of his cheeks were blurred with flesh and blood. He reached out to touch the token on his waist, and the demonic light flickered, and a head with a distorted face full of disbelief slammed to the ground, and the weight seemed to shake the entire dark temple.

The fox woman on the side of the tray trembled in her legs, and her heart was filled with fear.

It was the head of Elder Ember Wood!

I said the same thing to him, and he didn't believe it, so I proved it to him. "The Hupei Army, which has survived alone from the treacherous northern frontier, is calm and outrageous.

"Good! good!"

The miserable white head that lost its blood color was kicked down the steps by Tiger Roaring Sky with laughter, and rolled down miserably into the darkness, and the old man with a somewhat crazy face looked up to the sky and laughed, patted the strong shoulder of the son in front of him and said with satisfaction: "Anyway, Ember Mu pursued the children of the Feng Clan last time to no avail, and he also wore a sinful body, so it is the most suitable to give you a sacrificial knife." I hope that you will be able to satisfy me as always in the Son Contest in a month's time, as you do today!"

"Obey my father's command. Hu Peijun decisively knelt down on one knee, with the saber at his waist in front of him, and his voice was still calm and flat.

Tiger Roaring Heaven leaned over the hilt of the tiger beast's entrenched sword, and whispered like a demon in the ear of his best and last son, "Good son, work harder to satisfy me, and the throne of the White Tiger Clan will be yours in the future." ”

Hu Peijun bowed his head and was silent, and half of the blurred flesh engraved with the traces of the miserable and helpless years when he was young disappeared into the darkness again.