Huang Yaoshi, the four great envoys of the Ghost King Sect, has heard of Huang Yaoshi.

After knowing that this world is Zhuxian, Gongsun Zhi analyzed the various forces in Zhuxian world for everyone, and naturally, the future leader of the Demon Sect - Ghost King Sect!

Although Gongsun Zhi talked about the scandal between the Suzaku Holy Envoy and the Qingyun Sect genius Wan Jianyi, how could the people who had been wandering in the Zhuxian world for more than 20 years not tell the difference?

“Haha~”

Knowing that the person who came was a powerful enemy, Huang Yaoshi's blood was boiling.

The warrior was warlike. Although his soul and body were now gone, his passion for fighting for the world's number one in Huashan was not at all reduced.

"Then you are Xuanwu?"

Huang Yaoshi's pupils flashed with cold light. After saying that, he didn't wait for the two of them to respond. A ray of Yi Wood divine thunder in his hand shook the Bagua Platform.

"Boom~"

The formation space shook, and even the two monks at the Shangqing realm could not help but stagger.

As the figure swayed, the leaves of ancient trees that had not been blown off before, as if they had lost their storm, fell one after another. At first, the speed was slow, but in a flash, it shot towards the two of them like a dart. In the end, the green leaves were gone, and replaced by countless dense green beams of light swarming from all directions, as if they were about to penetrate the two of them into sieves!

"not good!"

The Xuanwu Saint Envoy shouted, and his hunched body was extremely rapid. When his dry palm pulled the White Tiger Saint Envoy, an eight-edged tortoise shell appeared in his palm. The tortoise shells were staggered, and the traces of time showed the mystery of this thing.

With the tortoise shell in hand, the Xuanwu Holy Envoy did not dare to sacrifice the treasure, but held it in his hand. The powerful magic power of the late Shangqing period was immersed in the tortoise shell.

"Un~"

A roar of beasts that seemed to have traveled through time, a huge transparent tortoise shell protected the two of them firmly. The sound of iron came from the green light collided with the tortoise shell, but it could not hurt the two people in the shell!

"Guru~"

Seeing this, the White Tiger Holy Envoy couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looking at the green light raging outside the tortoise shell was filled with horror. The world had changed after he had not come out for hundreds of years? Where did such a terrifying monk come out?

"This is not a solution. This is his formation space. If he has the power, Yiping will naturally not be stingy with magic power, but I can't withstand the consumption of this Xuanwu Armor!"

In just a few breaths, the Xuanwu Saint Envoy felt that his magic power had been 30%, and the light beam outside still had no intention of stopping. If this continues, even if Huang Yaoshi does not use other means, he will be able to consume the two of them to death by just consuming them!

"If you have any solutions, please tell me~"

The White Tiger Holy Envoy's fingers holding the tiger spear were slightly white. It was not that the White Tiger was afraid of death. It was because this formation was too weird. So what if I think about the Zhuxian Sword Formation of Qingyun Sect back then? It was not so dense!

"Jin Kemu, the tiger spear knife in your hand is the key to our escape!"

The Kung Fu Xuanwu Saint felt that his magic power was reduced by 10% again. This was not a solution. I no longer delayed my efforts and directly explained it!

"The tiger soul sword is made of the white tiger corpse and Gengjin, and is the nemesis of all trees in the world. Although he has the space to rely on the formation, if he summons the white tiger spirit, Gengjin, under the strong wind, it may not be impossible to break the formation!"

“Okay~”

It is not a secret that there is a white tiger spirit in the tiger soul sword. This white tiger is the Western Gengjin ancestor spirit. It was not weaker than the water Qilin of Qingyunmen when he was born. Back then, the ancestor of the Ghost King Sect accidentally encountered Zhulong and the White Tiger fighting each other. In the end, Zhulong was disabled and drowsy, and the White Tiger died directly. The ancestor trapped Zhulong in the Western Wilderness, but the white tiger's corpse was not wasted, but built this tiger soul sword. Because of years of killing, a white tiger ferocious spirit was born from the sword. Once the sword holder activates the ferocious spirit, his strength will double and he can often make a bloody path in desperate situations.

But after all, it was a magic sword. The white tiger spirit was extremely killing. I don’t know how many masters were retaliated by the fierce spirit of this sword. Even the White Tiger Holy Envoy was activated once in the Wild Temple hundreds of years ago. That time, the arm of a Qingyun Sect genius was directly cut off with one knife. However, even so, the White Tiger Holy Envoy had to retreat for a hundred years before he could recover to his peak!

"Remove the protection!"

The White Tiger Holy Envoy held a knife in both hands, and his muscles were bulging all over his body. The man, who was originally nearly ten feet tall, was raised again at this time!

"Open~"

The Xuanwu Holy Envoy followed the words and saw that the Xuanwu armor suddenly swelled and then disappeared in an instant!

"Roar~"

The moment the Black Tortoise Armor disappeared, the White Tiger Saint caused the Gengjin energy to overflow. Before the leaves were approaching, it formed a white tiger about one foot, with snow-white all over. It was faint and sharp. Wherever the silver pupils passed, it seemed like a sharp blade was passing by. There was a faint word "吴" on his forehead. There was nothing surprising, but countless creatures seemed to be wailing.

After the white tiger appeared, a long roar was raised to the sky, and golden light shot out from the tiger's body. The golden light collided with the green light, and the "puff" sound was endless, but it shot down countless green leaves in an instant.

"Walk!"

A muffled sound sounded from the white tiger's body, and then the white tiger headed towards the central platform where Huang Yaoshi was located.

"Want to break the formation?"

Huang Yaoshi has rehearsed this formation countless times, but because of the mutated formation with the help of the power of the world, it is not as familiar as before. He can only use some basic means, but even so, it is not easy for ordinary people to break free!

"Boom~"

The Jiamu divine thunder shook the void, and the bare trunks in the forest trembled suddenly, and then branches began to grow wildly, and green light flashed on the branches. Although they were not gold and iron, they were harder than gold and iron!

"Dingdang, dang~"

With the sound of metal impact, the white tiger slowed down but still moved forward steadily.

"Haha, the birth of Jiamu~"

The green light was sprinkled, and the wild grasses that had been ignored on the ground were dancing wildly, and the tiny leaves began to grow. However, for a moment, the originally inconspicuous wild grass turned into countless hideous "grass snakes" to entangle the rushing white tiger tightly.

"cut!"

The white tiger rushed left and right, but the tenacity of the "grass snake" was beyond imagination. As a last resort, a roar was heard from the tiger's mouth. Tens of sword lights flashed across the white tiger's body, and countless sounds of broken belts sounded, and the white tiger jumped into the air.

"Open~"

A muffled sound rang out, and then the white tiger turned into a sharp sword light and slashed towards the void!

"Kake~"

"Puff~"

The formation space was actually split into a button, and then the White Tiger Holy Envoy, who had not yet landed on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood.

Huang Yaoshi's face turned pale on the Bagua Platform, but then the blue light flashed in the Netherworld White Bone Banner, instantly replenishing Huang Yaoshi's loss of energy.

"Good opportunity!"

Huang Yaoshi's injury recovered instantly, but it was this momentary pause that was enough for Xuanwu to seize the opportunity!

"Tortoise, snake, life and death strike!"

The shadow of the Xuanwu in the void appeared, and then two black lights hit the cracks cut open by the white tiger sword light. After a harsh friction sound, a trace of energy was finally removed from the formation space. Xuanwu took this opportunity to sacrifice the Xuanwu armor and wrap the two of them directly penetrated the cracks and went out!

"Is this a place where you can go whenever you want to come? Stay there!"

Above the Dead Abyss, a stiff voice sounded!

"Ah, kill!"

"Puff~"
Chapter completed!