In the Yao Pond, the battle was in full swing, and Zhaoming only thought about how to get in front of the White Tiger Spirit, but he didn't expect Xiang He to turn behind him again.

Before the birth of the blood lotus, the fierce blood light was extremely terrifying, if it wasn't for the Yao Chi ban to dissolve, I am afraid that both of them would have been killed by the blood light. Now that the blood lotus has been pocketed by the Styx Ancestor, the two of them have recovered.

Xianghe couldn't see the battle on the Yao Pond, he only felt as if he was turning into a labyrinth, and he actually turned behind Zhaoming by mistake.

"Die!" Xiang He shouted, raised his palm, turned into a water knife, and slashed at Zhaoming's head. With such a distance, coupled with the difference in strength between the two, Zhaoming couldn't escape even if he used the pear immortal step.

At the last moment, I only heard the spirit of the white tiger in the distance shouting: "Dare to kill my demon clan in front of me, look for death!"

Before the words fell, the glaive long knife in his hand had already been slashed out, and a half-moon knife light directly killed Xianghe. Rao is Xianghe's water knife is only a stone's throw away from Zhaoming, but in the face of the attack of the Immortal King, it is still like the end of the world, and he can't make contributions.

The immortal king attacked, how could Xianghe block it, and when he was about to die, a figure suddenly flew out of the white mist on the side, wearing a robe, wearing a hat, stretching out a palm, condensing thousands of starlight and directly slapping the knife light.

The white tiger is mighty, and no one dares to confront many immortal kings on the scene, but now this figure is using his flesh palm to attack it, if he is not confident, he is stupid.

The sword light and the flesh palm rushed together in an instant, only a loud "bang" was heard, as if the stars had fallen, the sword light was shattered, and the attacks of the two people were all dispersed, but the man wearing the hat was not damaged at all.

The air waves rushed to the sky, and the vitality of heaven and earth surged like a flood. Rao is the ban on Yaochi was resolved, and Zhaoming and Xianghe were still washed out of the distance and scattered again. Lying on the ground unable to move. In the aftermath of this, it is already a blessing that the two of them can not die.

The sudden change made everyone look at them and they were all stunned. The White Tiger Spirit was also stunned, and asked loudly, "Who are you, how can you know the Star River Palm?"

That palm that seems to condense thousands of galaxies is by no means an ordinary supernatural power. It is the legendary Pangu's unique supernatural power. Others may not recognize it, but the spirit of the white tiger will never admit it. Once upon a time, he had suffered a lot of losses from this supernatural power.

The man wearing the hat smiled faintly: "Marshal White Tiger is so forgetful, although we have never fought each other, but after all, we are not ordinary people, how can we not know who is below? But it doesn't hurt to know, you can remember today, I am the high priest of the Wu clan!"

At this time, Zhaoming had just gotten up from the ground and heard what this person said. Suddenly, my heart was beating like a drum.

The high priest of the Wu clan, the supreme leader of the entire Wu clan, has absolute rule over the Wu clan, and is also the evil leader of the demon clan's predicament today. I don't know how many demon clan powerhouses want to kill this person, but unfortunately they have always just thought about it, and more demon clans have never even seen this head of the witch clan who has made them upside down in their lives.

Rumor has it that this man is one of the most mysterious figures in the entire Flood World. The strength is mysterious, and no one knows what kind of Cheng dù he has reached. I only knew that the strongest prince of the immortal clan could not do anything about him.

Now that he finally saw me, Zhaoming only felt that his brain was hot, and a wave of blood surged up.

His life of suffering, the establishment of the Demon Garden, and the death of Acao...... Many things can be said to be more or less related to this person, and this is his biggest enemy in this life.

Zhaoming clenched his fists and shouted in his heart: One day, he must stab this person. Revenge for a qiē!

At this time, the White Tiger Spirit looked surprised, and it took a while before he asked, "You are the High Priest of the Wu Clan?"

Not only him, but several immortal kings present who had never seen him were all a little surprised. The Wu clan is a race known for its physical body, and all of them are huge, and it is not unusual for their bodies to be three or four meters or even four or five meters tall.

But the high priest in front of him not only did not have such height. Even compared to the Immortal Clan, it seems a little weak. But it just seems that no one dares to underestimate him, borrowing the knife of the spirit of the white tiger with his flesh palm, I am afraid that only Taiqing Dao people can barely do it on the scene, and everyone else dare not imagine.

But even if it is too Qingdao, it is impossible to do it so lightly, as if it is a gesture.

The Spirit of the White Tiger frowned and thought for a moment, a burst of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are not a witch clan, you have a primordial god." "The Wu clan has no primordial gods, as we all know, but he can feel the primordial gods in the other party's purple mansion.

The high priest of the Wu clan smiled slightly: "It's just that others say so, how can you think so." The Wu clan is the war clan of the last era, don't forget that the war clan has produced a character with a primordial god. ”

The White Tiger Spirit took a breath and frowned. Once upon a time, the war clan without a primordial god also produced a strong man with a primordial god, and the human body shape was also like the person in front of him, not like the war clan but more like the immortal clan, and that person was called Pangu.

"I'll see who you are!"

The spirit of the white tiger let out a deep sigh, and slashed directly at the glaive long knife in his hand, condensing a knife of golden light, as if it had opened the heavens and the earth, making people wonder if it would completely split the entire Yao Chi.

"I am who I am, why do you care who I am!"

The high priest of the Wu clan said indifferently, raised his hand, condensed thousands of starlight, and directly greeted the glaive long knife.

Silently, as if it had been deliberately handed over by the Spirit of the White Tiger, the High Priest of the Wu Clan actually grabbed the blade of the Glaive Long Knife directly. The starlight in his hand was surrounded, as if it was a complete small world, canceling out all the sharp qi on the blade.

At this moment, it was clear that many immortal kings also gasped.

Before, it was just a knife light, but now it is a direct knife blade, as simple as a yawn. This is the sword of the White Tiger Spirit, and no one on the scene can do it, not even the Taiqing Dao people.

Everyone was stunned, but the spirit of the white tiger sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the glaive long knife turn, and a terrifying sharp aura came from the blade, cutting the small world in the hands of the high priest of the Wu clan like cutting a watermelon, and then pulled out in an instant.

He is so strong that he can see things that others can't. The hand of the high priest of the Wu clan just now, in fact, only used the special effect of the galaxy palm magic power to defuse the attacks of others with the power of the small world.

It seems simple, but it's not easy.

Looking at the White Tiger Spirit who had withdrawn, the High Priest of the Wu Clan opened his mouth and asked, "How about Marshal White Tiger give up here?

"You showed up today just to grab the treasure. It's just that others, your witch clan has taken away the inheritance of my demon clan, how can I make you feel better!"

The spirit of the white tiger roared, not only did it not mean to stop, but instead turned into a thousand zhang body, as if it was about to break through the entire Yao Chi. (To be continued......)