In the eyes of many monks, they all showed envy like the middle-aged monk, and sighed again and again, asking themselves why they were not the one who obtained the purple gold shield.

Only a few people's eyes were still calm, staying on the green-shirted monk and the big ding, only they knew that this battle had not really begun.

The shadow of the tiger brought them a lot of pressure, but the slightly thin monk in the green shirt, the faint cyan revealed in his back, but there was an indescribable sense of stability, which made people always have an indescribable confidence in him.

The power of Jun Wuwu's bloodline, even in the countless years of inheritance of the Jun family, can be ranked in the top three, and now the contemporary ancestors who have been in retreat in the secret land of the Jun family for hundreds of years, if they only talk about the inheritance of the bloodline, it is slightly inferior to Jun Wuwu.

This point, as early as when Jun Wuwu was a child, was measured by the Jun family with a secret method, and let the ancestor who had not been able to retreat for many years make an exception, in order to confirm the ancestral vein in his bloodline, and finally determined that once the power of the bloodline in Jun Wuwu's body is awakened, not only can he easily break through to the spiritual cultivation, but also have the opportunity to step into the realm like the ancestors.

Over the years, the Jun family has vigorously supported Jun Wuwu, but also let him worship under the Red Dragon Gate to inherit the position of the city lord, and now Jun Wuwu, the status of the Jun family is only under a few ancestors and family owners, not surprisingly he will be the next head of the family, and its tablet has already been offered into the ancestral hall, worshiped by the children of the Jun family.

Jun Wuwu withdrew his gaze at the purple gold shield, and turned his head to look at Han Shi with a slight smile, but this smile had a cruel and bantering meaning, which was infinitely magnified in the pupils of the white-veined tiger, and the tiger's eyes were ice, giving people a creepy feeling, as if they were about to be pounced on by a fierce tiger.

Many monks were shocked, and they involuntarily took a few steps back before they could stand firmly, the pressure brought by this hundred-foot giant tiger was too great.

The distance between the two was not far away, and after the white-veined tiger shadow bit down the purple gold shield, the cat got up and rushed towards Han Shi with a fierce kick, to be precise, towards the black Dading on top of Han Shi.

"The things that have been transformed by this golden calamity, only I am qualified to get it without worry, I will spare you today and retreat. ”

Jun Wuwu's face was as usual, and he slowly spoke as he walked, but his eyes were staring at the big ding in the air, and he didn't look at Han Shi at all, but in the depths of his usual gaze, there was a cold cold that flashed away.

"Stand down...... Retire...... Step back ......"

Jun Wuwu's mouth is like a tiger's roar in this sea of clouds, bringing gusts of wind, making this sea of clouds surging suddenly, its momentum is magnificent, and this sound is even more out of the surface of the thundercloud lake, turning into an irresistible majesty.

This is the voice of the king, no matter who it is, you must bow your head under this voice.

Although this sound was rippling in the ears of several Yuanying monks, it was quietly suppressed by a few people, but in the ears of others, it made these people's hearts tremble, and they were afraid of this man in black from then on.

Looking at the huge momentum of the tiger shadow rushing forward, Han Shi's face was calm, but his feet were motionless, but from a distance, he looked like he was scared stupid, and only when he got close could he see that Han Shi's eyes were as clear as a cold spring.

Han Shi's eyes were extremely calm, he had already seen that the tiger shadow that appeared behind this gentleman was related to this person's bloodline, and there was a strong coercion, in the momentum of the white-veined tiger pounced, it was surging, and this coercion appeared directly in his heart, only Han Shi himself knew it, but others couldn't feel it.

This is to force Han Shi to submit with the noble rank of the bloodline.

This white-veined tiger is somewhat similar to the rumored Western Gengjin White Tiger who is the main killing, and in addition, there is an obvious sharp gold aura in the exercises used by this gentleman, thinking about it, this white-veined tiger must have some origin with the Gengjin White Tiger.

This coercion that appeared in Han Shi's mind, with a thick sense of sarcasm and disdain, as if to say that being able to reward you for kneeling down is already your greatest glory Han Shi, don't be satisfied.

"Is the power of the bloodline......

Han Shi's eyes showed a strange look, if it weren't for the fact that he saw Jun Wuwu exert the power of bloodline inheritance, he would have almost forgotten that there was a power in his bloodline that had been sleeping for many years.

Han Shi pointed his fingers at the center of his eyebrows, his eyes slowly closed, and an illusory shadow appeared behind him at the moment when the white-veined tiger pounced.

Regarding the bloodline, Han Shi didn't know what his bloodline was, he only knew that since he cultivated the stone technique, in addition to the stronger and stronger flesh, the change of the bloodline, especially after the black and white ashlar was integrated into the bloodline, became more obvious, in the misty valley back then, Han Shi used his own essence and blood to heal those babies with a broken body, so thinking about the power of the bloodline contained in it, it was very effective.

For the first time in all these years, Han Shi had never shown the power of the bloodline.

The moment the illusory shadow appeared behind Han Shi, an ethereal meaning floated to everyone's hearts with the heaviness of the mountains, and this feeling was extremely weird.

It is as if a feather is blown up by the breeze, constantly churning in the sky, extremely agile, the same feather, in that fluttering but indestructible, even the majestic mountain, under the touch of this goose feather, shattered, turned into endless gravel and fell to the earth, and the light and graceful goose feather, but by another breeze blowing, drifted away.

In this illusory shadow, the power of softness and strength is forcibly kneaded, just as fire and water are never compatible, but they are fused by a mysterious force.

The illusory shadow gradually became clear, and what fell in front of everyone's eyes was a stone, black and white, the shape of this stone was not unique, but an extremely ordinary ashlar, square and six-sided.

In the eyes of everyone, the white side is like mutton fat, which makes people feel in love with it, but the other side is as black as ink, like the dark feeling of the Nine Hidden Yellow Springs, and the side light is a hazy gray, compared with the white side it is like black, compared with the black side, it looks like white.

Even Han Shi himself didn't know that this side was different in everyone's eyes, some people saw black, some people saw white in their eyes, and some people saw gray.

Even if it's the same ash, it's different!

This stone, only ten zhang high, but there is a vast breath, erupted, in an instant enveloped the entire sea of clouds, the original churning clouds, in this breath of the moment suddenly stopped, this stop is not slowly stopped, but in the blink of an eye completely still, like worship.

It is somewhat possible to seal and refine a small amount of clouds and mist, and solidify them, but it is impossible to let this vast sea of clouds completely stand still, even if there is no wind, it is also impossible.

At this moment, this impossible thing clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The wind has not stopped, and the clouds are as quiet as mountains.

This vast breath fills the world and fills everyone's hearts, it does not have the sound of the bell and the great Lu, but like a silent thought, this thought, not any magic spell can be blocked, even if you close your eyes and plug your ears, you can't stop it, it breaks through everything and enters directly into people's hearts.

If the tiger roars like a king, then the black and white ashlar is like the supreme emperor, even if the king sees it, he must bow his head.