Xiang Chen and his party drove the escape light and flew towards the White Tiger Continent. From a distance, they saw a vast land floating above the sea of ​​clouds. The scale was so huge that it was even larger than ordinary stars.

The entire continent is shrouded in seven layers of glow, and the outermost layer is the flowing aurora curtain, with seven colors intertwined with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, just like a brocade woven by nature.

As the distance narrowed, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank - nine mountains were entrenched on the edge of the continent, and each mountain range was like a white tiger leaping.

The mountain is not an ordinary rock, but is formed by Taiyi fine gold and star sand, which shines with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

What flows between the mountains is not ordinary river water, but the liquid Gengjin energy, which makes a clear sound of sword-like sound when it rushes.

"This...is this an island?" The golden eyes of the long wind, with red butts and long wind, were rounded. He saw three thousand and six hundred jade pillars that reached the sky, standing in the middle of the continent, each pillar was supported by a small-shaped sun and moon, and slowly running according to the trajectory of the stars in the sky.

On the chaotic chain wrapped around the pillar, there are the heads of ferocious beasts killed by powerful white tiger tribes of all generations. The oldest ones are even spitting out thunder and fire.

Zhu Li's Nanming Li's fire pupils reflected even more amazing details: "Look at those clouds!"

I saw that the floating sky was not ordinary clouds, but tiger-shaped clouds condensed by the evil aura of the white tiger.

These cloud tigers squat or jump, and the never-ending star fire jumped between their manes. Whenever the wind blew, the cloud tiger would roar in unison, and the sound waves trembled into the space.

"Among the 360 ​​cave heaven and blessed lands in the true realm, the White Tiger Continent is firmly in the top twenty." Xuan Hai's voice trembled and pointed to the west side of the continent.

There is a glass-like lake there, with nine broken galaxies at the bottom of the lake, and the star sand flows in the lake water to form a natural circumference of starry sky.

The plants and trees growing by the lake all have weapons shapes, including sword-shaped grass, axe-shaped red maple, and even bowstring-like vines.

Xiang Chen's holy pupils penetrated layers of bans and saw the White Tiger Temple at the core. The entire palace was made of the skeletons of the ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, and there were wind chimes made of 365 Daluo Demon Pills hanging on the eaves.

There are many statues standing in the square in front of the hall, including the White Tiger Citizen who have won the chief in the trial of Jie Cult, and the top strongest among the White Tiger Clan. The biggest and most eye-catching one is the strongest of the White Tiger Clan, the Western Su Tiger Saint!

What is most suffocating is the vision above the continent - the three platinum-colored suns are arranged in a font shape. After the sunlight passes through the aurora curtain on the outside of the continent, it casts countless jumping tiger-patterned spots on the ground. These spots actually contain the law of sharp gold, and ordinary monks will be injured when they touch it.

"No wonder the White Tiger Clan is able to be strong for generations..." Xiang Chen murmured to himself.

He noticed that even the soil on the mainland was extraordinary, and a wisp of white tiger's evil spirit was sealed inside each grain of sand and gravel. The entire continent was simply a huge treasure house.

In the distance, disciples of the White Tiger Clan flew with sword lights. Where those sword lights passed, the void would automatically crack the golden corridor for them to pass through.

Just as everyone was shocked, the bells burst out in the space ahead. Wherever the sound waves passed, all the clouds and tigers held their heads at the same time, and the fires of the stars between their manes formed a brilliant star map—

Xiang Chen narrowed his eyes and saw a blood-colored flag rising from the source of the bell. The ancient demonic text embroidered with a few murderous words: Those who are not from the White Tiger tribe will be killed without permission!

Obviously, the surrounding formations sensed them, which was warning everyone.

"Boss, this--" Everyone looked at Xiang Chen.

Bai Xuan also showed a hint of pride on his face: "It's not my White Tiger tribe, I can't enter the White Tiger Continent without my White Tiger tribe's permission."

Xiang Chen sneered: "What's the difficulty?"

The space behind him was twisted, and the Kingdom of Gods unfolded to form a space channel, saying to others: "Everyone enters my inner world."

"good!"

Everyone did not talk nonsense and entered Xiang Chen's inner world. Xiang Chen put away the passage of the God Kingdom of Heaven and Earth.

Xiang Chen then turned into divine patterns, reclaiming the Wanxiang Wuji Tianlian Furnace, and only retaining the white tiger bloodline.

His whole body suddenly turned into a white, black marking, and a pair of white tiger monsters with huge golden wings behind him.

Bai Xuan was stunned.

Why did this guy suddenly become a member of his tribe?

Xiang Chen grabbed the magic whip with his claws and slapped Bai Xuan's butt: "Lead ahead!"

"yes--"

Bai Xuan resisted the shock and confusion in his heart, and could only lead the way honestly.

"By the way, how did you know where I live?" Xiang Chen asked this guy in confusion.

The Vientiane Island where he lives only told his familiar friends that "small islands" of the size of Vientiane Island are as numerous as meteors in the realm fairyland.

After all, the True Realm Immortal Realm is a high-latitude fairyland. This world is so vast that it is close to a large-scale world combination like Hongmeng Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It is also an independent universe, and its area is not smaller than that of the prehistoric continents.

Bai Xuan: "There are many people paying attention to you, including the intelligence agencies of the Baihu tribe. You will know it as soon as you inquire."

Xiang Chen suddenly realized that, too, he was a celebrity, and there must be many eyes staring at him in secret.

Because Bai Xuan led the way, there was a white tiger bloodline, Xiang Chen did not encounter a defensive formation attack covering the White Tiger Continent.

However, although the formations here are powerful, they do not have the lethality of the soul and only cut off the body.

After all, if the official disciple of the sect accidentally breaks through and kills directly, the responsibility will still be held accountable.

However, the management method of this religion is very loose after all, so many factions are formed within it, such as the Sanxiao Sect, the White Tiger Clan, and among other ethnic groups, everyone is an orthodox disciple of the Jie Sect, but there are different worship factions.

For example, there are various sects in Taoism. The ancestors are all the Three Pure Ones, but in addition to the Three Pure Ones, they also believe in different gods and ancestors.

The environment of the mansion where Bai Hao lives is also very good, it is located on an island in a golden lake.

Bai Hao and others were happily drinking, but suddenly, the door-guard beast at the door of Bai Hao's mansion wailed.

This guardian beast is a white lion, and its cultivation level is at the level of Taiyi Immortal Lord. This white jade lion is Bai Hao's mount and guardian beast.

When Xiang Chen brought Bai Xuan, Bai Xuan exclaimed directly: "Save me, he is Xiang Chen, here to make trouble!"

The white jade lion at the mid-level level of Taiyi Immortal Lord was stunned, but before he could react, Xiang Chen had already waved his divine whip, and the violent thunder power spread, turning into a long whip and whipping on the white jade lion.
Chapter completed!