White Tiger's words did not touch Chu Rui's heart at all. Even though these words were very plain, they were said from the mouth of the most proud Four Sacred Beasts, White Tiger. Then, what they represented would be completely different. .
Once upon a time, Bai Hu, who maintained his arrogance even in front of Tiandao Hongjun, would say such words.
Chu Rui touched him too much.
The White Tiger, who had lived for endless years in this human boy, was completely shocked. Regardless of how powerful and lucky he was at such a young age, his character and perseverance were truly astonishing.
That horrific killing made his soul tremble as he had destroyed countless living beings.
The number of creatures that died in the hands of his white tiger is unknown, but there must be tens of billions of them. However, he has never killed such a terrifying person. Among the four holy beasts, he has the most powerful murderous aura and evil aura. The most intense reason is that he kills, basically with his claws and teeth. No matter what creature it is, it is a visual animal. Seeing the limbs flying around and blood overflowing, this kind of crazy killing is more powerful than the green dragon. Yan destroyed countless people, Suzaku fluttered its wings and spread thousands of miles, Xuanwu stomped his feet and the ground collapsed, killing countless people in an instant. It can be said that it is much more bloody and cruel, and it will also make his own hostility much more intense.
However, White Tiger believes that he is invincible and completely defeated by Chu Rui.
The millions of people Chu Rui massacred were not something that could be done with just a wave of his hand for Bai Hu. However, Bai Hu asked himself, but he could not stand in Chu Rui's position. , carried out such a killing crazily, the most terrifying thing was that Chu Rui at that time, the murderous aura that faintly penetrated, made him feel a burst of fear.
That is not Chu Rui's murderous intent, but it is his murderous intent.
This is not a contradiction.
That terrifying murderous aura that is completely unlike the one that can only be born in the human world is Chu Rui's. To be precise, it is what he was born with and sealed. His previous performance was just to turn it on and let it out. , Moreover, it is still unknown whether the terrible murderous intent that was leaked is complete. If such terrifying and terrifying murderous intent is still incomplete, how terrible it would be in its full power.
White Tiger was very excited. For a holy beast that mainly kills, this is a great opportunity. Not only is it an opportunity for him to further develop his evil-killing power, it is also a great opportunity for him to find a successor to his mantle.
Yes, Chu Rui really gave Bai Hu a very strong intention to accept disciples.
The previous one was just for the mission, the mission of the four holy beasts, giving Chu Rui a little convenience.
For countless years, although not many people have seen their four holy beasts, and not many people have received the energy of their four holy beasts, there has never been one person who has allowed them to truly treat them as disciples and successors. , but at this moment, Chu Rui made Bai Hu move his thoughts, and this thought was very strong.
The domineering and boundless momentum rises. The white tiger's extremely strong body stands upright. The extremely huge body is really shocking to Chu Rui. The white dragon and Mo Qilin encountered in the Yin and Yang Realm of Qiankun are all around. In front of the holy beasts, they were extremely weak. Perhaps only the terrifying purple dragon spirit that was ten thousand feet long could rival them.
There was not much exclamation, because Chu Rui had already been struck by the extremely strong killing evil spirit of the white tiger, and poured into the sea of consciousness. The next moment, he passed out directly.
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"Dongfang Wuji, you have no way to escape, so let's capture you without mercy."
"Dongfang Wuji, your family has been destroyed and your relatives have been wiped out. Why stay in this world and experience pain and suffering? Hand over your family's inherited King's Sword and Overlord's Sword. We can give you a chance to commit suicide and keep the whole body, and I'll bury you richly, what do you think?"
"Amitabha, Donor of the East, you have been the commander of the Dongfang family for ten generations. After more than two hundred years, you have destroyed sixty-three kingdoms and destroyed tens of millions of lives. Such a heinous act of killing has led to a cycle of evil retribution. You'd better put down your butcher knife as soon as possible and turn around. Lord's Sword The two swords, the Overlord Sword and the Overlord Sword, are soaked in the blood of countless creatures and have become terrifying weapons for demon soldiers. I will put them in our temple to seal them and never spread them to the world. They will be washed with boundless Dharma every day. If the Eastern Donor puts down the butcher knife, , I will take refuge in my Buddha from now on and never leave our temple for even half a step. I can guarantee the thousand-year reputation of our temple and will not let the heroes present today harm the donor in the slightest."
"Old bald donkey, your calculation is quite good. Not only do you want to monopolize the Monarch Sword and Overlord Sword, but you also want the Dongfang family's ancestral technique "Purple Qi Donglai Magic Art". You really can afford it, but you can't. Can’t digest it.”
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Noisy sounds came from all directions, but the young man in white, who was surrounded by countless masters on the top of the cliff, remained unmoved. He looked at the scene in front of him with incomparable indifference and his arrogant posture. Even though he was in a desperate situation, there was no change at all. His face was very pale. This was not a problem with his skin color, but was caused by excessive consumption and exhaustion. At this moment, there were a few spots on his spotless white clothes. Bloodstains, but all of this did not destroy his proud bones and his strength. He stood there quietly, holding a large sword as black as ink and full of domineering power in his left hand, and holding a sword in his right hand. Holding the long sword with cold light shining and extremely noble, looking at the frightened and fearful eyes of a group of famous big shots in the world, and the endless quarrels, the corner of the mouth curled up, and a disdainful smile slowly emerged, that sky-high arrogance Shooting up, this young man, like a king or an overlord, was overlooking the clumsy performance of a group of clowns below.
Chu Rui, who had drifted here for some reason, looked at the scene in front of him and felt like he was struck by lightning.
A lot of information can be obtained from the nonsense words of these people. This is a very bloody scene and a very bloody story. However, at this moment, Chu Rui has no intention to pay attention to this matter. How cruel. He stared wide-eyed, looking at the young man in front of him who was in desperate situation but still as proud as an emperor without blinking, and gritted his teeth.
He is himself.
This young man is him, Chu Rui, or in other words, he doesn’t know which life he was.
The purple dragon spirit, the four holy beasts, and the emperor's spirit in the underground palace all told him that there was a sealed murderous and evil spirit in his consciousness, which he carried in his previous life.
