Obviously, Bai Zhanxing was defeated by himself and later brainwashed by his own PUA to join his own organization, which made the arrogant White Tiger tribe extremely dissatisfied.

He has regarded Bai Zhanxing as a scum of the clan and a shame, so he took Bai Zhanxing into action.

Xiang Chen didn't expect that these White Tiger tribes could not afford to play, but he could understand it after thinking about it.

If they were from a great race, these white tigers who belonged to the high-ranking divine beast race would not be so uncomfortable.

But I just stared at the identity of a gold-eating rat, the racial identity at the bottom of the food chain.

This is like the emperor's daughter, who wants to marry a beggar-born guy, how can other royal children bear it?

"Don't worry, go and save the Star-Star Brothers!"

"Well, by the way, where are the brothers Bai Zhanxing locked up?"

"You'll know if you ask that guy just now."

Everyone was talking, and Xiang Chen also captured Bai Xuan's soul.

Bai Xuan's soul is in the form of a white tiger. When he saw Xiang Chen and others, he cursed, roared, and provoked.

"Low mouse, let me go!"

"Bastard, if you dare to treat me like this, my White Tiger Clan will not let you go. Even if you are the first in the trial, so what if you are the first in the trial? Among the 108 generations of disciples, I have ten disciples who are the first in the trial!"

Seeing that the other person's soul was still so arrogant, Xiang Chen decisively took out the useless magic whip that had been used for a long time.

This magic whip is not an ordinary magic weapon, but an innate spiritual treasure. This kind of magic weapon can become a magic weapon of whatever level of magic power the user inputs.

In other words, if a weak chicken uses this magic weapon, the weak chicken will also use this magic weapon to beat the magic whip. If a strong person uses it, the magic weapon will also become stronger.

Otherwise, the Primitive Heavenly Lord of Yuqing would not have asked Shen Gongbao to go down to the world to find this magic weapon that was lost in the war.

Xiang Chen inputs a wisp of magic power into the divine whip, which instantly surrounds the terrifying catastrophe thunder at the level of Taiyi Immortal Lord!

Xiang Chen held the magic whip and inserted it into Bai Xuan's mouth with a whip.

Thorns-!

In an instant, the power of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation was immediately transmitted from Bai Xuan's mouth to the whole body.

"Ah!!! Aoah--"

Bai Xuan's soul screamed shrillly, the white tiger wailed, then his body trembled, rolled his eyes, fainted, and his body continued to twitch.

Xiang Chen pulled out the magic whip again and hit Bai Xuan's soul body with two whips. Bai Xuan's soul trembled and woke up from the pain when he was beaten to the point of wailing.

He looked at Xiang Chen, who was holding a magic weapon like an ordinary black iron whip, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"Call me, keep calling me, and if you scold me, I will use this treasure to get from your gate of reincarnation - hehe, you know."

Bai Xuan's Yuanshen suddenly frightened the valley gate tightened, and his eyes suddenly became more fearful, looking at Xiang Chen like a devil.

"I'll ask you, where is Bai Zhanxing imprisoned?"

Bai Xuan trembled and said, "Bai, Baihu Continent, Bai Hao Cave--"

In terms of the area of ​​Baihu Island, it can indeed be called the White Tiger Continent.

"White Tiger Continent!"

"That is the place where the disciples of the White Tiger Clan's Holy Sect gather and live, and one of the most powerful race gathering places in the true realm fairyland." Zhu Li said with a serious expression.

Xuan Hai also said: "Bai Hao—this name sounds a bit familiar—I know, he is a genius in the trial of the last great catastrophe era."

Chijiu Changfeng also said: "I have also supported the clan's words that the White Tiger Island gathered more than 300,000 formal disciples from the White Tiger Clan. The earliest generations can be investigated for single-digit numbers in the sequence, and millions of people from the White Tiger Clan."

In the True Realm Immortal Realm, except for the native natives, although only those who have become formal disciples of the Jie Sect can come in and live, those formal disciples who have become official disciples of the Jie Sect also have to reproduce.

Reproductive descendants are qualified to live here, but they must also participate in internal trials and assessments. If they fail to pass the formal disciple, they will be kicked out.

Ao Cai said in a deep voice: "Bai Hao is probably already a strong man in the late stage of Taiyi Immortal Lord, or even the peak. If we go through this, we may not only not be able to save people, but we will also be humiliated."

"But if you leave the identity of Lord Bixiao's personal disciple, they may not dare to make things difficult for them."

Xiang Chen said lightly: "I don't want to rely on my master's might to make a living. What are you afraid of? Even if the White Tiger Continent is a gathering place for the White Tiger disciples, those older generations of White Tiger disciples will not make things difficult for us junior brothers who have been behind for generations, because they are disdainful and will feel embarrassed when they take action."

"As for Bai Hao, isn't it just a generation earlier than us. I'm afraid of being a mess. If we have trouble, we must save our brothers, and we have to break through the sea of ​​swords and fires!"

Xiang Chen's second gown's words immediately made these young and young men who were less than a million years old excited.

"That's right, my brother was killed in his head and his soul was trapped. We can't help but save him!"

"That's right, grass, at worst, can't destroy the body once, I'm afraid of a mess!"

“Double!!”

Everyone's emotions were immediately mobilized.

Xiang Chen looked at everyone and said, "If you are willing to save Brother Bai Zhanxing, follow me. If you are not willing, you will stay if you are afraid, no one will blame you!"

"No one is afraid!"

"Boss, let's go together!" Everyone immediately responded loudly.

"Haha, OK, let's go!"

As Xiang Chen spoke, he flew towards Baihu Island with more than fifty members of the Wuji Organization who were originally from the Trial World.

Baihu Island, Baihao Cave Palace.

In the majestic White Tiger Hall, Bai Hao sat high in the main seat, surrounded by more than a dozen White Tiger disciples of the previous generation.

In the center of the hall, a bronze cauldron burned wildly. In the dark blue flames inside the furnace, the soul of Baizhanxing was entangled in chains, enduring the pain of burning souls.

"Ah--!" Bai Zhanxing's soul twisted in the fire and let out a painful roar, but his eyes were still stubborn, staring at Bai Hao.

"Bai Zhanxing, admit your mistake. As long as you kneel down and admit that you shouldn't surrender to the gold-eating rat, I will let you out." Bai Hao picked up the wine glass, took a sip, with a teasing in his eyes.

"Bah!" Bai Zhanxing's soul spit out a mouthful of soul fire and cursed angrily: "Bai Hao, what are you? I would rather be burned to death than bow to you!"

"It's stubborn!" Bai Hao snorted coldly, waved his hand and made a spell. The fire suddenly surged, swallowing Bai Zhanxing's soul.

"Ah——!" Bai Zhanxing's screams resounded throughout the hall, but his soul still refused to surrender, but became even more angry: "Bai Hao, wait! Xiang Chen will definitely come to save me. Then I see how you die!"

"Hahaha!" Bai Hao laughed and turned to his companion beside him and said, "Did you hear it? This little boy is still dreaming!"

A disciple of the White Tiger Clan wearing silver armor sneered: "Junior Brother Bai Xuan takes action. The gold-eating rat is probably cut off its head now and is being teased by Junior Brother Bai Xuan!"

Another disciple echoed: "Yes, Junior Brother Bai Xuan likes to play with prey the most. I guess he is now picking the rat's flesh with the tip of a knife, making him worse than death!"

Everyone burst into laughter and raised their glasses to drink, as if they had seen Xiang Chen's miserable end.

Bai Hao narrowed his eyes, stared at Bai Zhanxing in the fire, and sneered: "Bai Zhanxing, do you think that mouse can save you? Don't be naive! Here, we are the gods! If he dares to come, I will let him go without a return!"

Bai Zhanxing's soul struggled in the flames, but still raised his head stubbornly, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes: "Bai Hao, you will definitely regret it! Xiang Chen... will definitely come!"

"Hmph!" Bai Hao snorted disdainfully, waved his hand to increase the power of the fire, "I want to see when you can hold on!"
Chapter completed!