Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

Zhulinshan has now advanced to become a tenth-level monster, and its strength cannot be underestimated. Compared with him, Bai Batian is indeed slightly inferior.

Fortunately, several powerful elders from the White Tiger Clan also came this time. Seeing Bai Batian in trouble, they naturally could not sit idly by and join the fight without hesitation, fighting against Zhulin Mountain with Bai Batian.

There were also high-level elders from the Qinglong tribe present. When they saw Zhulinshan fighting with Bai Batian and others, they quickly joined the battle to help Zhulinshan.

In this way, people from both sides continued to join the fight, and the situation instantly became chaotic, and soon evolved into a melee between the White Tiger Clan and the Qinglong Clan.

People from both tribes tried their best, using various powerful techniques and secret techniques in the hall, and other people around them retreated to avoid being affected.

Zhu Qinglong didn't want those human monks to reap the benefits, so he anxiously urged from the side:

"Why are you still standing here stupidly? You see Bai Batian resisting so fiercely, which means that he must have found the treasure in the hall before we came, and the treasure is in his storage ring."

"If you just sit back and watch now, then don't mention anything about being acquainted with the situation. If you don't help, even if we, the Azure Dragon Clan, use all our strength, we will definitely become enemies with you."

His face was full of eagerness, his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction with the inaction of the human monks, and his voice became a little louder due to anxiety.

How could it be possible to reap the benefits so easily without doing anything? There is no such beautiful thing in the world.

Under the urging of the Qinglong Clan, several major sects that had not originally planned to participate in this battle also felt a little embarrassed.

After a short discussion, they felt that if they did not take action, they might offend the Qinglong clan and make other forces look down upon, so they had to send some people to join the siege of the White Tiger clan.

With the addition of several major sects, the balance of power between the two sides has changed significantly.

The pressure on the White Tiger clan increased instantly. Under the siege of many forces, they seemed to be weak.

The people of the White Tiger tribe were struggling to support themselves, with sweat constantly falling from their foreheads. Their eyes gradually revealed exhaustion and helplessness.

Under such a siege, Bai Batian and the others soon found it difficult to continue to support themselves. Their attacks and defenses began to show flaws, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable to them.

Bai Jingtian suddenly suffered a heavy blow from others, his body shook violently, and blood poured out from the corners of his mouth.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed angrily: "You guys always flaunt yourselves as upright people, but in fact, you are all a group of shameless people who forget all about their own interests."

"You did it without hesitation when you said you would do it. If you listen to Zhu Qinglong so much, are you slaves raised by him and obey his words?"

His eyes were full of contempt and anger, staring at those who besieged them.

Multiple parties were fighting together, and the commotion was very loud.

Perhaps it was because Shen Lang had absorbed and refined more than half of the heavenly fire, and at this time his mental power had reached an extremely powerful level.

Shen Lang concentrated on sensing, and he felt that among the many breaths coming from above, many of them were familiar to him.

He frowned slightly and quickly recalled the owners of these familiar scents in his mind, trying to figure out what happened above.

"Why did the fight start here?" Shen Lang's face was full of confusion.

In Shen Lang's view, there seemed to be nothing particularly precious in this hall, and it was not worth it for these people to start such a fierce fight as soon as they entered the hall.

"With this situation now, do you still have the energy to look for opportunities later?" Shen Lang muttered to himself, frowning, and projected a trace of his mental power onto the hall.

He was ready to investigate and find out what happened to cause this chaotic fight.

He concentrated and let the spiritual power spread in the hall.

The already extremely weak Tianhuo suddenly noticed fluctuations in Shen Lang's mental power.

Tianhuo seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said to Shen Lang: "How about you let me go and I'll tell you where the real treasure is in the hall?"

Shen Lang's voice was gentle, as warm as the spring breeze in March, but the words he spoke were not so pleasant to Tianhuo's ears.

Shen Lang said calmly: "I don't think this deal is good. I'll take you in first, and then I can find the treasure in time."

His Taoist heart is extremely firm and has not wavered in the slightest.

Seeing that Shen Lang could not be shaken, Tianhuo couldn't help but become angry and shouted:

"What do you want? If you don't believe me, then I will blow myself up right now so that you can get nothing!"

Shen Lang's tone was still indifferent and he said nonchalantly: "It's up to you. If you want to blow yourself up, just blow yourself up. I can't stop you."

His expression was very calm, as if he really didn't care about the threat of sky fire.

Before, when the energy of the sky fire was still relatively strong, Shen Lang had no fear that it would explode.

But now, the shape of the sky fire has become very small, almost the same size as a hair.

Its energy has become extremely weak. In this case, even if it does self-destruct, it will be difficult to cause any harm to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang knew this very well, so he was so calm in the face of the threat of the skyfire.

Shen Lang was about to win, but Bai Batian was in a critical situation.

His clothes were completely soaked with blood, and the blood was still oozing out, dripping onto the ground.

Bai Batian looked around fiercely, and the fierceness in his eyes seemed to be able to turn into reality.

His eyes finally locked onto Zhu Qinglong, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"You Qinglong clan really have a good plan. You clearly want to use these human cultivators to bury the lives of our White Tiger clan here, but you are still pretending that everyone is working together to find opportunities."

"I'm telling you the truth, you human cultivators, we haven't encountered any opportunities at all. If you continue to be so stupid, you will continue to be thugs for the Qinglong clan."

"Today, as long as one of our White Tiger clan dies here, none of you can leave easily. I admit that I can't beat you now, but if our White Tiger clan uses all the strength of the clan, it may not be impossible to keep you all here."

There was determination in his voice, as if to show his determination.