Three breaths!

It's just three breaths.

In the eyes of everyone, the extremely majestic and domineering figure of the tiger god, one step or another, was a terrifying god with the sky and the earth breaking and stillness. In this way, Li Shaoyang was cut into a human stick with one sword after another.

No, it should be a tiger stick.

Although this kind of divine phantom can be restored in a flash as long as the divine power is provided.

But at this time, Song Dabao did not have a trace of so-called divine power.

The fifth grade of Guxu is a powerful immortal, but immortals cannot squander it at will.

If he had not practiced the ancient tiger god technique, he would not have summoned such a powerful tiger god phantom, but this was his limit.

I can only say that Song Dabao is too unlucky.

The same was true for Yin Xiaoxian and Yin Xuetu. Their cultivation level and combat magical powers are also there. Even in the entire Beixuan Continent, even if they are not the first echelon, they are not far apart.

Other places are giants who dominate the country, but they all met Li Shaoyang.

As soon as Li Shaoyang lost the interest in playing, he immediately became decisive.

Buzz!

After slashing the tiger god's limbs and tail, his eyes moved upwards.

After a moment, it fell on the head of the mighty and domineering tiger god.

When Song Dabao touched Li Shaoyang's eyes, he immediately felt an extremely terrifying premonition.

Before this, he scoffed at this premonition.

But now, he believed it, so he couldn't believe it anymore.

"No, won't he want it?"

As soon as this thought flashed through Song Dabao's heart, the next moment he saw the golden big hand, and once again waved the peerless sword.

The wonderful angle is upward.

"No!"

He roared in despair, and spit out of Song Dabao's mouth at this moment.

However, everything is in vain.

Bang!

Accompanied by this familiar sound, a perfect head fell to the earth like a meteorite.

Accompanied by a very rhythmic sound, a mighty and domineering head rolled a few times on the beautiful earth.

Round and beautiful, unforgettable.

It seems that because of this, the scene was caught in a very strange atmosphere.

The monks from the four states, the Linghu Immortal Sect, and Song Dabao himself were silent at this moment, watching the rolling heads.

Until the next moment, Li Shaoyang's voice came, breaking the silence.

Of course, that simple sentence once again ignited the flames in Song Dabao's heart.
Chapter completed!