I am Honghuang No.1

Chapter 85 What I want is to win the atmosphere
As soon as the white tiger entered the chaos, its body became only about the size of Zhang Xu.

The chaotic airflow is endless, and can easily corrode and assimilate any non-chaotic things. The larger the prehistoric creature enters the chaos, the larger the contact surface with the chaos, and the more mana is needed to resist the corrosion of the chaotic airflow. Naturally, the white tiger will not be so invincible Wisdom, when fighting against the enemy, you have to allocate so much mana to maintain your body.

Da Luo Jinxian's body is already self-contained, even if he cannot absorb spiritual energy from chaos, it will not hinder their fight.

The white tiger's spiritual consciousness instantly covered thousands of miles around, and there was no chaos, up and down, left, right, space was uncertain, and time was not obvious, but the white tiger still determined the positions of himself and the enemy from the extended feeling of the spiritual consciousness.

A white bead flew out in an instant, and the next moment it hit Duke Dong's head.

Dong Wanggong raised the double-headed crutches of the dragon, and with a "boom", he resisted the smashing of the white beads. The huge and unparalleled force made Dong Wanggong retreat thousands of miles in an instant.

As soon as he stopped, a white-gold tiger claw swung from behind him. Duke Dong seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Panlong swung his crutches back, and then touched the white tiger's sharp claws again. With huge force, he hit again The Eastern Prince swept forward.

Dong Wanggong had no joy or worry on his face, and a double-headed crutch flew up and down left and right, dispelling all the attacks of the white tiger one by one, without any injury.

After the white tiger warmed up, he suddenly let out a howl, and the sound waves vibrated, instantly clearing the chaotic airflow of thousands of miles around, revealing a void of nothingness.

Endless platinum air suddenly filled in, enveloping Duke Dong.

There was a slight smile on Dongwanggong's face, and he lifted the double-headed crutches with his right hand, and a black dragon suddenly swam out from the crutches. No air can get in.

The black dragon has a head and a tail, complete limbs, and shiny black scales, resisting the cutting of all the platinum qi, black and white are mutually exciting, bursting out a brilliant white flame.

This black dragon is not a real thing, but it is the spell carried by the Panlong double-headed abduction spirit treasure. It is not afraid of the western platinum aura emitted by the white tiger. Scale consumption.

The white tiger is not discouraged at all, the white tiger clan is similar to the three Xiantian clans, they practice both martial arts and martial arts, their mana is strong, and their bodies are extremely strong.

The tiger's body, which was about ten feet long, flashed and appeared at the head of the black dragon, and grabbed it with one tiger claw.

This power is so great that all the rules of mana are destroyed, and the dragon head condensed by the rules of mana, like a watermelon being smashed by a hammer, disperses into countless black energies and dissipates into the void.

The void here has been controlled by the white tiger, and the ownerless energy is automatically absorbed by the platinum energy, turning into a sharp energy, tightly entwining the headless black dragon's body.

The body of the black dragon gradually faded away, and then dispersed suddenly, but shrank suddenly, the remaining energy returned to the crutches of the East Prince, and a white dragon swam out again, continuing to contend with the platinum energy.

Baihu smiled and said: "Prince Dong, you will be beaten, won't you fight back? This kind of battle is not enjoyable."

The White Tiger Clan is known as the strongest race under the Three Clans. It's not that the White Tiger Clan is inferior to the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin.

A single white tiger is not inferior to any dragon, phoenix and unicorn. They are all physically strong, powerful, and proficient in Taoism.

Moreover, the White Tiger Clan has experienced the battle of ferocious beasts and the battle of the three clans, and the surviving White Tigers are all experienced fighters and born madmen.

Seeing Duke Dong's slow-moving style of play, he naturally looked down upon him.

Duke Dong smiled lightly and said, "As you wish!"

A brilliant sword light flew out, faster than thinking, and pierced the white tiger's forehead.

The white tiger was startled, his brows gleam brightly, and he stopped the flying sword in an instant. The flying sword paused, twisted and disappeared, and the next moment it reached the white tiger's abdomen.

The white tiger let out a low growl, the space suddenly broke, the flying sword swept past the white tiger, the white tiger changed the trajectory space of the flying sword, but it didn't stab the white tiger at all.

Baihu laughed and said: "Interesting, this flying sword is not bad, you can take my knife too."

Dong Wanggong frowned, opened his mouth, and flew out a flying knife. The white tiger's flying knife crossed the space protected by the white dragon in front of Dong Wang Gong, and directly reached Dong Wang Gong's body, intending to kill him from the inside. The Prince of the East died.

Duke Dong was naturally not afraid, as soon as the space in his body changed, he replaced the flying knife.

The white tiger laughed, flashed its body, waved its claws, and made a "stab" sound, leaving a huge gap in the white dragon's body. A white bead flashed and smashed towards the head of the Eastern Prince.

Dong Wanggong stood on his heels, Panlong swung his two-headed crutches, knocking the white beads away, and swung his crutches tail, flying the flying knife from behind.

You come and go, the battle has passed hundreds of years without knowing it.

The East Prince calculated silently in his mind that the planned time was almost up. With a clear drink, the endless purple energy spread, completely enveloping the white tiger's western platinum energy in an instant.

In the later stage of Daluo Jinxian, the cultivation base that is about to step into the peak of Daluo with one foot is fully displayed, the endless chaos is pushed away, and the endless void is controlled by the East Prince. Live the initiative.

Dong Wanggong stretched out his hand and waved, and the double-headed Panlong flew out, showing the power of the top-grade spirit treasure. The magical restraint caught the white tiger, and in a flash, it smashed the endless void, and hit the white tiger's body unavoidably. body.

"Ow!"

Baihu's incomparably powerful body was half smashed off, and the huge physical pain couldn't compare to Baihu's infinite surprise, and he looked at the East Prince with horror...

In several other places in Honghuang, fierce battles are also taking place. The white tigers have already felt the strong malice of Penglai Purple Mansion. When they came up, they fought with all their strength, thinking that they could solve the enemy as soon as possible, and return to Honghuang to protect themselves clansmen.

But the Penglai Purple Mansion came prepared, with intentional attacks and unintentional attacks, how could it allow the White Tiger Clan to take advantage of it.

The Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West each obtained three middle-grade spirit treasures in Fenbaoyan, and both of them generously equipped their Daoist Master Da Luo.

At this moment, the envoys from the five parties in Penglai, relying on Da Luo's mid-stage cultivation, commanded the middle-grade spirit treasure, dealt with Elder Baihu without any haste, and gained the initiative in the battle step by step.

The war took place in the holy land of the White Tiger Clan, and the initiative on the battlefield was in the hands of the Penglai Zifu, who could fight and leave whenever they wanted.

As for the six great Luos of the White Tiger Clan, they could only obediently stare at the Da Luo Jinxian of the Penglai Purple Mansion. If the battle was extended to the White Tiger Mountain, after this battle, the White Tiger Clan would be abolished.

The elders actually thought of it too. There are not only the six Da Luo Jinxians in front of them in Penglai Purple Mansion, but also five Da Luo Jinxians who have not shown up.

Endless remorse has already begun to arise in the hearts of these arrogant white tigers, but they have no choice but to hope to defeat the enemy in front of them, and then go back to rescue the clansmen who may be captured.

As for the clansmen who might be killed, they couldn't care so much anymore.

For Penglai Zifu, this battle, because of the carelessness of the White Tiger Clan and the gap in strength between the two sides, Penglai Zifu has already won from the beginning, and what it wants now is to win the atmosphere and win the beauty without any damage.

But in the eyes of Baihushan and countless other members of the Baihu clan, the six ancestors would never return once they were gone. Countless enemies descended from the sky, and the grown-up white tigers roared up to the sky to meet the enemies and beat the base camp of the Baihu clan into a mess.

The old and weak white tiger protected the weak and weak white tiger cubs and hid in Tibet, panicking all day long, and then they were found out one by one. It is impossible to turn over in a lifetime if it is trained as a mount, or as a mountain guardian beast.

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