"Young descendant of Tang Yan, how dare you come to our Yin and Yang clan to start killing! I risked my life today, but I will make you pay the price." Tai Shuyao crawled out of the pit, his breath was miserable, and the left side of his face was bloody and bloody, revealing
The bones and teeth were very terrifying. His eyes were full of resentment, and his aura was awakening and rising, like a crazed beast, staring at Tang Yan viciously.
"If you have any other killing moves, feel free to use them. Don't wait until I kill all your Yin and Yang tribe, and you will come back and regret it. Don't use those petty tricks to embarrass yourself." Tang Yan held a blood knife and was covered in flames.
, the blood is boiling, the murderous intent is shocking, and even the blazing sun in the sky dims its brilliance.
"Don't be so arrogant, there will be times when you cry." Tai Shuyao retreated to the inside of the ethnic group, where stronger killing moves had been deployed in advance. The Yin and Yang tribe combined with the fifteen great saints of the Pangu tribe, as well as thousands of strong men from the two tribes.
Deployed battle array.
Two spiritual bodies, Huo Ling'er and Blood Soul Tree, appeared on Tang Yan's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.
The figure of Huo Linger's girl is pure and beautiful, but as cold as ice, burning with the purest hell fire.
The Blood Soul Tree has the body of a child, chubby, pink and tender, and cute and naive, but his whole body is covered in pure blood, making him look somewhat sinister.
"The order of heavenly fire, the spirit of blood soul."
"Double emperor bloodline, dual spiritual bodies, this Tang Yan is so unbelievable."
"The Blood Soul Tree has transformed into a human form. It's the first time in history that it has a complete human form."
At this moment, countless strong men in the mountains and plains showed greedy looks. While secretly throbbing, a strong desire arose in their hearts, wishing they could have one of them.
The Peacock Saint King's eyes also stayed on the Blood Soul Tree for a long, long time.
"Desolate Beast Killing Formation, start."
Tai Shuyao roared loudly, and the strong men from the depths of the Yin-Yang clan came forward and roared collectively, releasing their power. In an instant, countless divine radiances shone brightly, dotting the depths of the clan shrouded in clouds and mist.
The divine brilliance soared into the sky and gathered rapidly among the clouds. The light became more and more dazzling, as if a brand new sun was taking shape, competing with the sun, moon and stars for its brilliance.
People closed their eyes hard and did not dare to stare at the sky. The blazing sun seemed to melt them.
Tang Yan's eyes were dark, swallowing up the brilliance, and he stared at the scorching sun blooming in the sky. He smiled, and his smile was particularly weird. It could be said to be indifferent, but more like greed, and it could be said that it was ruthless, but more like fighting spirit.
In the distance, Xu Yan's shoulder blades suddenly felt hot, and squirmed and bulged uncontrollably, transforming into a living tiger's head. It was extraordinary, its eyes were like lightning, and it was filled with coldness and murderous intent.
Du Yang and others backed away, feeling chilled by the tiger's head stare.
"God of Killing, White Tiger." Xu Yan whispered with fiery eyes.
Rumbling, the high-altitude sun exploded, and the dazzling light flooded the earth. It was like the sky was shattered, and it was like an ancient god splitting the sky. A hundred-foot white tiger took shape proudly in the light tide, majestic and fierce, killing Mighty Sky.
, between the heaven and the earth, in various parts of the Southern Wilderness, a harsh clang echoed, varying in strength and weakness, but crowded everywhere in the Southern Wilderness.
The roar of the tiger is astonishing, extremely powerful, as if it has been reborn across history, filled with boundless ancient killing power.
"The White Tiger, the God of Killing! The Yin and Yang tribe really took out all the treasures at the bottom of the box." The Peacock Saint King felt the oppression and was secretly surprised. How did Tai Shuyao get the right to invite the White Tiger, the God of Killing? Aren't he afraid of the Yin and Yang Human Emperor's censure afterwards?
"As long as you can kill Tang Yan, any effort will be worth it." Xuanyuan whispered, he was no longer optimistic about Tang Yan at this moment. This is definitely one of the strongest Yin Yang tribe among hundreds of thousands of people, let alone Tang Yan.
Even a strong person at the Great Perfection level cannot bear it.
"Do they have the bones of the white tiger?" King Ma Yama slowly stood up and stared into the distance.
Xu Yan slowly shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not just the bones."
"Ouch..."
The white tiger walked down from a high altitude, its breath was violent, and its murderous threats made the entire space tremble. The light from its body was too bright to see clearly, but the threat it posed was indeed real.
Tang Yan stared at the white tiger, the god of death, and put away the Taiwu blood knife. The next battle was not something that the blood knife could withstand. He felt the threat from this white tiger. The white tiger's unique killing power was like a real cold wave, which could invade the enemy.
Sanity can also disrupt the enemy's fighting spirit.
"Tang Yan, I entertain you with the strongest beast in the Desolate Beast Killing Formation. Your death is worth it. In ancient times, the White Tiger, the God of Killing, roamed the Demon Realm. He once used the bones of his whole body as the basis to sacrifice thirty-six peerless warriors.
, after the White Tiger died in the battle and the skeleton warriors were lost, our clan was fortunate to collect three handles. Back then, the white tiger fought in a bloody battle with Kunpeng, and its blood spilled into the desert sea. Our clan exhausted all the efforts of the clan to collect a large amount of white tiger blood, sealed it with secret methods, and conceived and raised it with human blood.
So far my blood has never run cold.
The Wild Beast Killing Formation, with fifteen saints as the center of the formation and one thousand three hundred strong men as the eyes, awakens the blood of the white tiger, sacrifices to the white tiger warriors, and recreates the peerless battle power of the white tiger."
Tai Shuyao's voice came from deep within the Yin Yang Clan, like thunder from the sky, rolling endlessly, making people frightened and gasping for air. How many of the Demon King White Tiger's true blood and weapons? How many of the Yin Yang Clan have sealed them alive?
One hundred thousand years?
Huo Ling'er and Blood Soul Tree were secretly vigilant, muttering something in a low voice. They were reminding Tang Yan to use all his strength, otherwise he might suffer disaster. After all, after all, this place is not the core of the Yin and Yang clan, and there might be something waiting inside.
Follow them. If you spend too much here, you will be very passive next.
Tang Yan comforted them, passed his left eye with his left hand, and the hell blood candle reappeared.
The blood candle burned subtly, but it bloomed with heavy ripples, which were ripples in the space.
"Tang Yan, come and fight!" Tai Shuyao roared, and the high-altitude tiger showed its killing power again, and the murderous aura swept across the sky like a strong wind, sweeping in all directions.
"Why are you roaring? You're here, big cat!" Tang Yan opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar. The roar was turbulent and trembling. He transformed into the dragon Kui's demonic body, soared into the sky, and violently crashed into the high-altitude tiger.
Take the initiative to fight.
"Haha, are you looking for death? Kill." Tai Shuyao took control with all his strength and laughed wildly.
"Ouch." The white tiger soared down from the sky and struck the dragon's body with one claw. Its claws were dense and white, and it swept out a very fast trajectory. It struck first and attacked the dragon's roar.
The interweaving of light and sound, the explosion of two extremes.
Click.
The big dragon roar exploded on the spot, and its power was no less than that of a bomb. It shot up into the sky and never retreated, hitting the white tiger's head. The power of this attack lies in the explosive power of the sound wave after it shatters, which is no less than
Explosion of thunder.
Thousands of voices raged fiercely, suppressing the killing power of the white tiger, and even the white light in the sky dimmed slightly.
Tang Yan then stepped up to the sky, pushing the Blood Soul Tree in his left hand and the Hell Blood Candle in his right hand forward. The Blood Soul Tree opened its mouth and spat out a torrent of blood energy, which hit the front through the Hell Fire Candle. Suddenly, a surge of blood surged into the sky.
The momentum was extremely terrifying.
It was like a volcano erupting with thin red flames and hot magma rolling in, flooding the front.
The scarlet blood immediately occupied a patch of color high in the sky, eroding the white tiger fiercely.
The white tiger suddenly let out a scream, broke away from the blood tide, and soared into the sky, as if he was escaping from something.
Within the Yin and Yang clan, Tai Shuyao and others collectively vomited blood and turned pale. Their eyes were wide open, their breaths were messy, and they were confused. They had no idea what was going on.
The people watching the battle from a distance were even more dumbfounded. What happened? They were annoyed and resentful. They were annoyed at their ignorance and hated themselves for not knowing what was happening. This feeling was very uncomfortable.
"After being sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, even the best things will be useless. You, the white tiger, have only empty momentum and no real power." Tang Yan once again held up the Hell Blood Candle, and the Blood Soul Tree cooperated very well and spewed out torrents of blood energy.
The blood tide surged across the sky, becoming even more vast after being burned by the blood candles of hell.
The blood soul tree kept spitting out, and the blood tide hit the sky one after another, like rivers of blood, more like blood dragons, rolling in the sea of dazzling light tide, attacking the white tiger wildly.
"Ouch..."
The white tiger is as tall as a mountain and majestic, but it keeps retreating under the violent attack of the blood tide. It even lets out a scream-like roar and tries its best to dodge. The white tiger's true blood has its own simple consciousness, and sometimes resists the control of the formation. He can realize
to the existence of danger.
The white tiger's killing power has not diminished, and it is majestic to the whole audience. However, its own momentum is completely different from its performance at this moment. It has completely become a counterexample to the comparison. Not only the people on the periphery cannot accept it, but Tai Shuyao and others inside the formation are also going crazy and want to die.
Xuanyuan whispered: "Hell Blood Candle! It is made by absorbing the blood of all ghosts in hell. It is the innate treasure born in hell. It is held by Prajna, the ghost master of hell, and can burn all the blood in the world. Now the hell has not fully grown, and the hell blood candle and so on
The power of the innate treasure was not highlighted, and it was not enough to affect Bai Hu.
But Tang Yan has the Blood Soul Tree in his hand, which has as much blood as the ocean. If the two attack together, it will increase the power of the Hell Fire Candle."
She spoke softly, but with implicit appreciation. She didn't expect that Tang Yan, in addition to his own strength, had studied the treasures of hell so thoroughly, and could combine them into such a situation.
The reason why the white tiger retreated was because Tai Shuyao revealed the secret of the killing array - the white tiger's blood!!
A hellfire candle is not enough to provoke the white tiger's blood, and a blood soul tree is not enough to scare away the white tiger's blood, but the combination of the two may not have the same effect, and the current situation gives them a clear answer.
"The white tiger's true blood has been stored for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has already lived up to its power. You are going to use this old thing to fight against me?" Tang Yan suddenly put away the hell fire candle, soared into the sky, roared, and said, Shenglong
Blooming, a giant dragon shadow soared into the sky and hit the white tiger's abdomen hard, causing him to stagger and flip around.
The ferocious battle power shocked the entire audience, and countless strong men were shocked by it, and their blood boiled with excitement.