"Fox...Fox Lord?"

Seeing the mask on the face of the little fox, the two immortals, Da Chi Tian, ​​had no reaction, but the white-headed corpse, suddenly widened his eyes, with a look of horror, anger, and even a hint of shame and fear on his face. The loud shout roared out of his throat, but when he said the last word, it was already filled with tremors, and the fierce aura on his whole body faded like a tide. It seemed that just seeing this mask made him lose most of his fighting spirit, and even countless pictures reflected in the depths of his pupils, including childhood aspirations, young people seeking teachers, and success in their practice. Some later differences emerged and their hatred gradually increased. Some later conspiracy and frame-up, some later rebellion and revenge, and some later death...

"So that's the main reason why you killed me..."

The white corpse voice rang coldly, with resentment: "It turns out that the old fox refused to let me go until he died..."

With this loud shout, he suddenly rushed towards Fang Xing as if he was going crazy.

In an instant, the killing aura surged like a tide, and the waves of the rage river rushed forward. Behind the white corpse, a fierce wind blew up, and actually transformed into a white tiger, and rushed towards Fang Xing fiercely. Under his body, every trace of wind seemed to turn into a sword. The sword that had experienced endless fighting on the battlefield, with the murderous aura that splits the sky and breaks the earth, clattering, tearing the void, and crashing straight towards Fang Xing, so cruel that it is unimaginable...

"Be careful, the emperor!"

The two great red sky immortals were frightened at this moment and couldn't help but shout: "That's the way to kill the white corpse!"

The Western White Tiger is the master of killing!

As a demon species that was once as famous as the ancient Qinglong, the White Tiger clan was originally a strange monster from Tianyuan, and his killing method was famous all over the world. Although he liked killing too much, the White Tiger clan did not have as good friends as the Qinglong clan, and he practiced the human path and passed down a large clan. Moreover, his sons were rare, but any white tiger bloodline was an existence that no immortal dared to underestimate. This white corpse is one of the few races left in the White Tiger clan. Although he only cultivated a great path like other Daluo Jinxian, his strength was far superior to that of ordinary Daluo Jinxian, and even an immortal master was not sure to take him down!

People often say that this white tiger monster has grown too slowly. If he had cultivated this great path of killing earlier, then he might have made a name for himself in the years after the destruction of the Heavenly Court, and he would have made a name for himself in the years when the immortal king appeared twice as much as possible!

They also cultivated the Great Dao, but these two great red sky immortals could not last for three breaths in front of them...

This is like being a foundation-building cultivator, but compared with a war cultivator, the strength of the alchemy cultivator is not at the same level!

"Good come!"

At this moment, Fang Xing, who was wearing the green fox ghost face on his face, suddenly shouted loudly.

Then, behind him, two huge wings transformed from infinite laws suddenly spread out. With the appearance of these wings, the aura on his body surged, and an indescribable violent force surged up. Suddenly, he slapped forward and collided with the white-haired corpse that rushed over. But with a "slam" sound, these two wings transformed from laws burst open in an instant. Fang Xing's body fell straight backwards, and the blood-red cloak pulled into a straight line!

The white-headed corpse, which seemed unparalleled, was actually hit and stopped. This was simply unimaginable. Although he was stabbed now and there was a Emperor Liujiu in his body, and his strength was less than half, it was still extremely terrifying. No one expected that the emperor's son, who had never broken through the realm of Daluo Jinxian, had resisted his attack. He was not hit by him in a sudden rush, but instead took advantage of the momentum and fell out. At the same time, the sword intention had already been brewed!

"The white corpse dares to commit murder and die!"

The two immortals naturally did not dare to be negligent at all, and rushed up quickly and suppressed the road.

Under the suppression of the surrounding formation, only immortal lights appeared in front of them, like two giant dragons, one with the bright light of the moon, which seemed to crush a bright moon. The bright light fell from the nine heavens, and the other with the brilliance of the scorching sun rose from the east, the sun was in the middle of the sky, looking down at everything, two artistic conceptions, two blue dragons, under the guidance of their hearts, circled from the air, carrying the immortal power, and suddenly turned around and beat the white corpse with its back to them...

"You are looking for death!"

The white corpse was also furious, turned around and fought hard, killing the Great Dao as he wished, and attacking all directions.

There was a thunderous sound. The road of the white corpse turned into a white tiger. It was not as beautiful as the artistic conception of the two immortals. It only had endless iron-blooded killing. It almost instantly collided with the two avenues. Then the moon was torn apart, the scorching sun was knocked over, and all the illusions disappeared out of thin air. The two immortal kings' bodies disappeared along with the realm of the immortal power. The white corpse rushed directly to them and beat them fiercely with both palms!

"puff"

The two immortal kings retreated quickly, but one of them was still half slow, and the white corpse-held palm wind swept out a mouthful of blood.

"ah……"

At this moment, an immortal in blood-clothed clothes rushed out in the corridors on both sides of the hall, screaming violently, his energy was disordered, and his body was constantly cracking blood marks. It was obvious that he was infatuated by the cultivation level of this Blood God Guard, but the fighting skills of the three Daluo Jinxians were swept into it. After the illusion of the Great Dao affected him, his heart was not firm, and he immediately destroyed the Taoist foundation, messed up his soul, and went crazy. This was the price for ordinary immortals to participate in such a war!

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish"

But at this moment, in the corners of other palaces, underground, and in the void, blood god guards rushed over one after another, holding fairy swords and treasures, and slashed towards the white corpse. It was the blood god guards hidden around them who rushed out at all costs and tried every means to kill the white corpse. They were all dead soldiers. At this time, they knew that Bai Jie's cultivation was so high that they were looking for death, but they rushed up without hesitation...

"Ant!"

The White-Entering Corpse attacked the Emperor of the Red Heaven, and then withdrew the two immortals. When they were terrified, how could they take these Blood God Guards seriously? The palms were intertwined, and then they suddenly separated. In an instant, the Killing Dao had already attacked all directions. The Blood God Guards had not rushed to him at all, and they were torn apart one by one by one by the Killing Dao. The souls were destroyed, and the residual spirits were gone. They were really like ants who were dying. But what people didn't expect was that at this moment, the White-Entering Corpse's chest suddenly hurt violently...

However, it was the sword intent of the bullying sword that once again invaded his body, which actually affected him for a moment!

In just one breath, two or three Blood God Guards rushed to him, each stabbing with swords!

"Ticticaca"

A fairy sword and two fairy swords shattered directly, and their weapons could not hurt the golden body of the white corpse.

Only one person's jade hook, which seemed to be a strange treasure, was directly from the chest of the white-haired corpse. He was injured by the sword of the Wizard. He hooked in the wound that had not been repaired. Then he pulled it with the flow and immediately tore the wound a little bit...

"roar……"

The white-haired corpse was angry and anxious, and suddenly a tiger roared, and the power of the great way burst out again. The three Blood God Guards who came close to him were immediately torn to pieces, and even the jade hook that penetrated into his chest was directly shaken into pieces of jade powder...

"Di Liu, how easy is it for you to kill me?"

He screamed suddenly, as if this injury had angered him. The white corpse, who was so angry that he was like crazy, suddenly screamed. The light in his eyes flashed violently and fell on Fang Xing, screaming with a strong smell of blood: "Today, I have been in trouble and have been recuperating for 30 years, and I have to eat you alive..."

"Wow!"

After a loud roar, he suddenly raised his palms and the killing power instantly condensed to the strongest!

At this moment, he actually gave up the suppression of chest injuries and the Emperor's Fluid in his body, and wanted to concentrate all his strength and kill Fang Xing!

"Haha, this white tiger is really powerful. He did not cultivate several great ways like the Demon Lord and the Qingxie Immortal King, supporting each other, but he practiced his only great way to the extreme, and advocated killing and majestic. There are three thousand great ways, which are the same in theory. But after all, everyone's understanding of the great way is deep and shallow, and not everyone's understanding of the great way is the same. And after all, not every great way is suitable for fighting. Therefore, most Daluo Jinxian is not good at fighting power, but this white corpse is different. The great way he cultivated is born to kill. Just based on his fierce power, the three thousand great way can rank in the top ten..."

He thought secretly in his heart, but his eyes gradually became colder when facing the fierce tiger roar of the white corpse.

"No wonder, including the White-Headed Corpse, no one thinks I have the courage to kill him, because the White-Headed Corpse's ability is indeed amazing. Not to mention an emperor like me who has not yet cultivated the Daluo Golden Immortal, even if there are a few more Daluo Golden Immortals, he can't kill him!"

"But what they didn't expect was..."

The white-haired corpse rushed over with a tiger roar, but Fang Xing raised his hand gently and pointed it at the front of the green fox ghost. Immediately, a strange divine light burst out from the forehead, like a vertical ghost eye, and the gloomy light lit up: "...I have the green fox ghost face!"

In the two holes of the mask, his eyes were as bright as shiny as he was, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

"With this, I can borrow the Immortal King Dao, which is just for killing the rebellious white-headed corpse of this demon clan, otherwise..."

He suddenly smiled and sighed: "...then it will reveal my true strength!"

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