On Qihuang Island, the sound of clashing artifacts was harsh, the white tiger's sharp claws shook the world, and the sharpness was compelling.
In front of Ning Chen, Green Cauldron appeared, and the rusty and broken Immortal Artifact shook the sharp claws of the white tiger.
With a roar, there was an indestructible force and an indestructible solidity, facing each other head on.
The white tiger roared and commanded the heaven and earth. In an instant, the situation in the sky changed, and a thunder thundered down, hitting the humans in front.
Ning Chen snorted coldly, Inverted Water Moon in his hand slashed forward, Sword Qi broke through the air, and the thunder collapsed.
The attack was restrained, the white tiger's wings shook, and he immediately retreated. His extraordinary fighting instinct was shocking.
Ning Chen stared, Four Symbols Divine Beings was indeed different from other ferocious beasts, and his fighting intelligence was no less than that of humans.
Just being a descendant of the White Tiger bloodline is so difficult. How powerful would the real White Tiger God be?
"Roar!"
The two sides faced off, but no one was in a hurry to attack. The white tiger roared in a low voice and was extremely cautious.
"There is a saying in my hometown that barking dogs never bite. It seems that this statement is true."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Chen's figure flashed past, and Near Yet Far appeared in front of Bai Hu.
The divine sword slashed through, strange light rose up, the white tiger raised its claws to shake the divine weapon, the artifact appeared Demonic Might, the white tiger flew into the sky uncontrollably.
"Roar!"
The white tiger roared, controlled gravity, and forcibly stopped his body.
However, for a moment, Inverted Water Moon's brilliance came again, and he thrust his sword towards the White Tiger Spirit Platform.
The white tiger opened his mouth, and thunder shot out of the air, blasting towards the former.
"Get down here!"
Ning Chen ignored it, and smashed Green Cauldron in his hand, with a roar that dispersed the thunder, and hit the white tiger on the head.
The white tiger fell to the ground, and with an ear-splitting sound, a huge crater was made in the ground below. Waves of dust surged and spread hundreds of feet.
In the void, Ning Chen's figure fell down and walked towards the deep pit ahead.
Suddenly, a white tiger figure emerged from the sand, its sharp claws tore through the void and clawed at the chest of the human in front.
Already prepared, Ning Chen turned sideways, swung Green Cauldron in his hand, and hit the white tiger again with a roar.
With several bang bang bang sounds, the white tiger smashed towering trees one after another and flew hundreds of feet away.
A hundred feet away, the white tiger stopped in a panic, its strong body holding on despite repeated heavy blows.
Ahead, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the white tiger who stood up again, put away the divine sword, and carried Green Cauldron to meet him again.
The next moment, a violent impact was heard again, Green Cauldron smashed the white tiger away, the mountain shook, and huge rocks fell down.
The sharp claws were restrained, the thunder failed, and the most powerful offensive weapons were completely suppressed. The white tiger attacked again and again, but in the end he was smashed away without any suspense.
Ning Chen didn't move his sword either. He used the broken cauldron in his hand to smash the white tiger away again and again, never holding back, and he hit him hard again and again.
Blood marks appeared on White Tiger's body, and his ribs and spine were broken several times. However, the pride of the descendants of Four Symbols Divine Beings made White Tiger stand up again and again.
"A hundred years ago, I fought with one of your ancestors. Compared to him, you are still far behind."
While speaking, Ning Chen swung Green Cauldron in his hand again. There was a huge rumble and the white tiger flew out again.
A hundred feet away, the white tiger struggled to stand up. However, it failed several times and found it difficult to stand up.
"A hundred years ago, your ancestors only had residual souls, but they brought me a lot of trouble. But you, with the blood of Four Symbols Divine Beings, are weak and useless."
Ning Chen looked condescendingly at Bai Hu who fell to the ground and was unable to get up, and mocked.
"Roar!"
White Tiger roared in a low voice, and the severely injured body continued to struggle. However, most of the bones were broken, and the struggle was in vain.
"I have a harp named Yama, which is the killing artifact of the White Tiger God."
As he spoke, the divine musical instrument in Ning Chen's left hand manifested, filled with evil energy and driving people crazy.
"I have a heart, which comes from the Demon Emperor, and contains Imperial Dao Law, Peerless Under Heaven."
After saying that, Ning Chen, the demon heart appeared in his right hand, and the imperial power swept across all directions.
"I have a sword called Zhu Xian. It can kill millions and kill gods."
Ning Chen waved his hand, and the fairy sword appeared, floating above the white tiger's head, and said in a cold voice, "Now I give you two choices. Surrender. Both the white tiger artifact and Demon Emperor's Heart are yours. Of course, you can also choose to die rather than surrender. In this way, the Immortal Slaying Sword in my hand can be stained with the blood of the gods again."
There was a look of fear in the white tiger's eyes. Any living being would be afraid of death, and the descendants of gods were no exception.
"I'll give you three times to think about it, three, two."
At the end of the two words, Ning Chen held the sword, filled with murderous aura, invisible.
"One"
With one word, Ning Chen, murderous aura erupted all over his body, no longer hesitating, Zhu Xian slashed down.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the white tiger roared urgently, no longer caring about his pride, and lowered his head.
An inch ago, Zhu Xian stopped, Ning Chen sheathed his sword, and said calmly, "You made the smartest choice."
The Divine Forbidden Gods gathered together and turned into a stream of light that sank into the white tiger's eyebrows. Ning Chen looked at the descendants of Four Symbols Divine Beings in front of him and said calmly, "I will give you two hours to repair your injured body. After two hours, come with me on the road."
After saying that, Ning Chen stepped aside and waited quietly.
The white tiger roared in a low voice. The matter had come to this and there was no way to go back on it. Circles of white brilliance spread around the white tiger's body as he repaired his body.
Time passes little by little, the cold moon moves westward in the sky, and the night becomes darker and darker.
In the silent valley, almost no sound can be heard, and the silence is a bit scary.
Ning Chen stared at the surroundings. After a long time, he stepped forward and jumped towards a towering tree in the distance.
The deep valley is huge, hundreds of miles ahead, and there is still no end in sight. Ning Chen frowns secretly. Everything about this Qihuang Island is weird. Once you walk into it, it seems that you will never get out.
First it was Teng Snake, and now it met the White Tiger. Qihuang Island is like an independent Minor World. Through the natural evolution of endless years, no one knows how many terrifying existences have appeared.
Xuan Qing previously reminded him not to enter Qihuang Island until King Realm. Now it seems that it is not alarmist.
Next, he must be more careful. Finding Heaven Talisman may be more difficult than imagined.
The moon traveled westward, and two hours gradually passed. Ning Chen stepped down from the towering tree, looked at the white tiger who woke up, and said, "Let's go, get out of here."
Bai Hu growled in response and walked forward together.
Just when Ning Chen was surrendering the white tiger, on the other side of Qihuang Island, red sword light cut through the void, and amidst the shrill whistle, a huge fiery red bird fell from the sky with blood spurting out from its body.
The figure in red fell down, and his familiar face looked even more indifferent.
"Suzaku, one person is enough in this world."
The man in red raised his hand, and the suction force spread out, swallowing up all the birds Demonic Essence.
In a thousand days, on Qihuang Island, the Qinglong, Suzaku, and Black Tortoise Descendant, which had evolved naturally over endless years, were all killed, and all their power returned to one body. The aura around the man in red became stronger and stronger, and there was a faint sign of breaking through to the king's realm.
To the west, Suzaku looked far away, without further delay, and flew away quickly.
There is also the last White Tiger. As long as he captures the power of the White Tiger, he will have gathered all the power of the four elephants. By then, he will be able to break through the current realm and step into the king realm in the shortest time.
Two people with similar faces in different directions are like the moon in a flower in a mirror, a phoenix, a red bird, Fire Deity from different eras, one ebbing and the other ebbing, destined not to coexist.
The two people walking towards each other have the same face, the same sword skills, and even the same voice. The Phoenix falls and the Suzaku rises.
Qihuang Island In the west, Ning Chen leads the white tiger all the way forward. In the eastern sky, the morning light shines, dispelling the coldness of the night.
One person and one tiger, the pace is getting faster and faster. Ahead, Plain-clothed Figure flashes and disappears, the speed is so fast that it makes people's heart palpitate.
The white tiger flapped its wings to keep up, and the white light flashed across it, but it was still difficult to catch up.
In Four Symbols Divine Beings, White Tiger and Suzaku have wings and are known for their speed. However, facing Zhiming, who has mastered the laws of time and space, they are still slightly inferior.
After traveling thousands of miles, Su Yi stopped. In front of him, there were thousands of tombstones, forming a huge sea of tombs.
In a battle that lasted tens of thousands of years, the Qihuang clan fought against the world. Countless people died in the battle, and the bones of heroes were buried, forming an astonishing sea of graves.
Ning Chen walked past tombstones one after another. Many of them did not even have names. However, buried under each tombstone were undoubtedly warriors who bravely defended their homeland.
The white tiger walked behind, and his steps were much lighter. The spirituality of the mythical beast made him understand that there was no room for blasphemy here.
Walking to the sea of tombs, a huge stone tomb appeared in front of it, like a human palace, with many buildings in a row.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and moss has grown on the stone tomb. Ning Chen stepped forward, thought for a moment, and walked into it.
The gate of the stone tomb has been destroyed. It was obvious that someone had been here before him.
The inheritance of the Qihuang clan is rare in the world. It is not strange for someone to come here to seek luck.
Inside the stone tomb, the light was dim and almost invisible. Ning Chen took out a luminous pearl to illuminate the way forward.
Bai Hu glanced at the bead in the former's hand curiously, with interest in his eyes, and secretly noted it without making a sound.
Ning Chen did not notice the abnormality of the white tiger. The divine ban that penetrated the heart of the white tiger eyebrow would only warn when the white tiger resisted. At other times, there would be no change.
The stone tomb is huge, turning around nine times and ten times. I don't know how long I walked. One person and one tiger seemed to be still spinning in place, and it was difficult to see anything unusual.
Suddenly, a dark wind blew in front, and the coldness was biting. The white tiger's white hair immediately exploded, and his eyes stared fiercely ahead, ready to take action at any time.
"Don't be nervous, it's a Yin spirit."
Ning Chen looked at the white shadows floating in front of him, eyes flashing with concentration. He had seen the existence of Yin Spirit more than once. It was not a big threat, but the reason for its formation was a mystery.
The white tiger opened his mouth, and a bolt of lightning struck out. Suddenly, dozens of Yin spirits in front were immediately purified, with some embers remaining.
Ning Chen ignored it and continued to step forward. The Yin spirit just now was not formed after the death of hundreds of races, but the human race.
In this way, humans have been in this stone tomb, and even humans have been buried in this stone tomb.
Could it be that the Qihuang clan is also a human clan?
So what is the real reason why the Bai clan destroyed the Qihuang clan? Is it true that, as Xuan Qing said, the Qihuang clan brought Curse Arts to bring disaster to the world and aroused the anger of the hundreds of clans?