Day and night passed, and people gathered around the plain with great passion, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Ledao is terrible, that baby-faced Yu Rong'er, she can't see the power of the law all over her body, and she can't imagine that she can hold on until now. ”

"Hehe, that lewd little fat man, the wind spirit body, actually lost! ”

"Haha, didn't you see it? The Yuanying Group fought so excitingly, and now there are finally four disciples of the Tianquan Sect who have been brushed down. ”

At this time, fifteen days have passed, and the Jindan group has been able to hold on until now, and there are only five people left.

Xiao Xiao is mysterious, although someone has challenged him, but he didn't see how he made a move, and he was defeated directly.

Xiong Wu is possessed by the ancient bloodline, the bloodline of the Cangying Bear, and now he has completely activated the power of the bloodline;

Feng Weiyu, a dreamy woman, doesn't seem to have any combat power at all, but what she cultivates is a tyrannical fire attribute technique; the most terrifying thing is that she is still a formation master, a mysterious formation flag, both offensive and defensive, unpredictable.

Returning to the end, with a full face and beard, carrying a broken ancient knife, this knife is rusty and mottled, a knife is split, and the world changes color, this is a pure customer

Yu Rong'er was carrying a Ledao holy weapon, and her attacks were invisible and shadowless, extremely weird, and the strong enemy was wiped out between talking and laughing.

Fifteen days have passed, and there are very few people in the Jindan group who have gone up to challenge, and everyone who has gone up is a peerless Tianjiao, extremely terrifying, and his combat power is comparable to that of Yuan Ying.

On this day, on a certain arena of the Yuanying Group, a figure that seemed to exude a misty halo around his body suddenly fell in front of Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai, a secret disciple of Langya Dongtian, has a spatial talent, a mysterious abnormality, and a monstrous combat power, I can't imagine that someone will challenge him today.

Langya Cave Heaven is a Sumeru world, and there is a hidden family in it, the Dongfang family, and ten percent of their monks have spatial supernatural powers, and it is said that they have a trace of the blood of the ancient phoenix. However, he didn't seem to have used all his strength to defeat a disciple of the Heavenly Power Sect, and he still held on for so long.

"Hahaha, the Zuoqiu family, the current young family master! The aura dissipated, and a middle-aged man in his early forties appeared on the arena with a leopard's head and eyes, a white face and beardless face.

I saw that he was wearing a tiger-striped robe, and the aura on his body was strange and abnormal, with a faint hint of demonic aura.

"Zuoqiu family! You are a hidden family with the blood of the True Spirit White Tiger? Hahaha, you have admired the name for a long time, and today you can make a move with Zuoqiu Daoyou, and you should be a big white. Dongfang Bai frowned and said with a smile.

Dongfang Bai, as his name suggests, has fair skin, like a woman, and is about seven feet tall, not very tall, looks very thin, and does not see at all that this is a terrifying disciple of the Yuan Infant Perfection.

As soon as they saw these two people facing each other, a strange look flashed in the eyes of some ancient Yuan Ying, Dongfang family and Zuoqiu family have always had contradictions, it seems that Zuoqiu Xiangsong deliberately came to Dongfang Bai this time.

Time passed minute by minute, and the two sat quietly on the ground,

"Whew!"

The aura around Zuoqiu Xiangsong was quietly surging, and a terrifying spiritual pressure gradually permeated the heavens and the earth.

"Haha, Dongfang Bai, since you and I are jealous, then let me break this deadlock. As soon as Zuoqiu Xiangsong's words fell, the aura of heaven and earth was agitated, and a terrifying momentum rose to the sky.

"Woohoo, roar....."

With a loud roar, the aura was agitated, and it almost wanted to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

A surprising scene appeared! Zuoqiu Xiangsong's body was filled with aura, and an aura very similar to demonic qi permeated the heavens and the earth.

Zuoqiu Xiangsong's robes were torn one after another, and his body moved, turning into a colorful tiger the size of a hundred zhang, with a huge king character between his forehead, thick limbs, and a tiger claw with a metallic luster, and the cold light was shining, and it seemed that he could easily cut through the sky.

"Hey, this Zuoqiu Xiangsong is so terrifying, how rich this white tiger's bloodline should be, and it can easily turn into the form of a true spirit. ”

"This scene may be suspended, true spirit bloodline, these ancient hidden families, really have a deep heritage. ”

"Tsk, this is the inheritor of the true spirit bloodline, it's really terrifying. ”

Feeling the abrupt change between Zuoqiu Xiangsong, every monk watching was excited, excited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Even Wang An and Xiao Ruoli stretched their necks excitedly to look at them at this time, and for a while, no one in the Jindan group paid any attention to them anymore.

"Roar, Dongfang Bai, I'll let you see who the hidden family is today!" Zuoqiu Xiangsong roared angrily, and his voice was deafening, like a muffled thunder echoing in the air.

With his roar, the tiger stripes around him squirmed, and a faint blood-colored color flowed upward, and his eyes were suddenly covered with blood at this moment.

In ancient times, the true spirit White Tiger was the god of war and the god of killing, and he was the best at fighting and killing, which was terrifying.

'The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, with the roar of Zuoqiu Xiangsong, the wind between heaven and earth is fierce, and an ancient breath permeates the radius of a hundred miles, the void shakes, shatters and heals, and fragments are intertwined.

"Bang! boom!"

Zuoqiu Xiangsong raised his front paw and slapped Dongfang Bai's paw fiercely.

Countless heaven and earth aura was affected, the power of the law was pervasive, the terrifying spiritual pressure hit the void, the space was squeezed into terrifying ripples, and the power of space was raging.

"Hehe, so big!"

Dongfang Bai and white clothes fluttering, his face was calm, and his thin body was in the raging storm, like a lonely boat drifting in the storm, swaying.

I saw that as he raised one arm, the space in front of him surged, a spatial crack appeared, and a tyrannical spatial power suddenly appeared.

"Boom!"

The space shook, the heavens and the earth shook, and Zuoqiu Xiangsong's terrifying blow fell directly into the crack of fear, and was absorbed by the unfathomable abyss of space, and the tyrannical aura quietly disappeared.

"Tweet ....." A crisp chirp sounded from Dongfang Bai's mouth.

The voice was crisp and loud, and all the birds and spirit beasts brought by the monks chirped one after another, bowing to Dongfang Bai from afar.

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Bai flew out of the other end of the space, and the strange strength behind his back was a pair of wings the size of a zhang, and the wings flashed with a multicolored halo, and the five colors were bright and dazzling.

The phoenix elephant is five, the five-colored and red phoenix, the yellow chick, the green one, the purple one, the white one, the Honghu, and the strength of the blood force on the Dongfang white body can be seen.

"A hundred birds are towards the phoenix, the blood of the true phoenix!" Wang An looked at the embarrassed appearance of the Qingluan bird beside him, and then stared at Dongfang Bai, his eyes flickering.

If he could obtain Dongfang Bai's True Phoenix Essence Blood, he would be fifty percent sure of activating the power of the bloodline on Qingluan Bird's body.

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