Beast Blood Panlong

Of course, if you can defeat others without fighting, that would be the best.

Holding the power of the wind in his hand, Sanbao came to the white tiger with full momentum, and then shouted loudly: "This is my territory, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

The white tiger has a big belly and is lying "lazily" among the trees at this moment. Sanbao knows that with the other party's wisdom, although he may not fully understand his words, the general meaning is absolutely clear.

"Ouch...,ow..."

Seeing that Sambo was pressing so hard, it stands to reason that the white tiger beast should have been ready to fight. Unexpectedly, the white tiger had no intention of getting up. It just roared at Sambo twice out of breath, and the meaning was very clear.

"Go away, go away, stay away from me!"

"So weak? How dare you get angry? I won't fight you... Oh, I understand!" After taking a closer look, Sanbao discovered that the white tiger had a round figure and was pregnant with a cub. Looking at the scene, it seemed that

It was already the time to give birth, and because of this, Bai Hu, who was almost invincible at the same level, seemed very weak at the moment. It would be great if his strength could be one-third of his peak.

"I can leave you alone when you give birth, but after giving birth, you have to leave me. What do you think?" Sanbao has always believed in the principle that I will not offend others unless others offend me. Since the other party came to his "territory" in desperation,

”, that’s understandable.

Of course, the premise is that you must leave the territory after the emergency is resolved, otherwise the Three Treasures will not mind "taking advantage of others' danger" and kill them.

Roar, roar...

The white tiger roared twice again, seeming to agree with Sanbao's words. The three treasures then retreated a few hundred meters, and then flew to a towering tree, constantly monitoring the white tiger.

Time passed slowly, and as the aura of the white tiger beast became more and more unstable, Sanbao knew that she was about to give birth to a cub.

"Ouch, roar..."

Bursts of tiger roars scared the low-level spiritual beasts within a radius of dozens of kilometers and scattered them away. Amidst the terrifying roar of the white tiger, two snow-white tiger cubs were finally born.

The little white tiger is only the size of a kitten. Its snow-white fur is still moist, its eyes are still open, and its long eyeliner looks very cute and cute.

Just when Sanbao thought that the white tiger was dragging his weak body away with his two cubs, a black shadow not far away rushed into the jungle like lightning and flint.

It was a flying centipede that was more than ten meters in size. It was covered in black hard armor and gleaming with black light. It suddenly waved dozens of steel legs and instantly knocked the white tiger away. Then it swallowed a tiger cub that had just been born. Think about it again.

When he attacked the second tiger cub, the stunned white tiger finally came to his senses and rushed towards the centipede beast desperately.

Hiss, roar.

The two beasts struggled all the way and soon came out of the jungle. When Sambo finally held the remaining tiger cub in his hands in the soil covered by rock and soil, the two beasts had long since disappeared from the sky.

"What's going on? Is it an enemy or a long-cherished wish?" For a moment, the three treasures didn't understand what kind of hatred there was between the two beasts, but the result was obvious. The flying centipede took advantage of the white tiger's weakest moment to kill one of its offspring.

The cub was killed, and the remaining one was in the hands of Sambo.

Looking at the white tiger, which was only as big as a kitten in his hand, his whole body was completely white, and his eyes had not yet opened, Sanbao could only choose to wait where he was.

With White Tiger's strength, as long as she recovers a little, Flying Centipede will definitely not be her opponent, and she will definitely come back to get her child back.

One day, two days, three days.

Three days later, when Sanbao was sure that the white tiger might not come back, he could only take the little white tiger back.

"Master Luo, where have you been these past few days? We are still worried about, hey, what is this?"

"It looks like a kitten, and it's white!"

"No, it seems to be a newborn tiger cub. The aura is so strong. Could it be the mythical white tiger?"

When Sanbao returned to the stone house, several people named Yu Banxuan came to him, and then asked him one after another.

"Hey, it's a long story. Miss Qi, you are the most dexterous here. Look after this tiger cub for me first, and be sure to raise it well. Maybe one day, his mother will come to see him.

If she can't give it, she will have to tear us all apart." After handing the white tiger to a woman with a calm temperament among the seven, Sanbao said nothing more.

Sanbao himself is not afraid of anything, but if the white tiger really comes looking for it, the seven of them may be in bad luck.

"Okay, okay!"

Miss Seven was very happy to learn the identity of the tiger cub and took the white tiger, which was only as big as a kitten.

Who would have thought that a little guy who looks like a little kid now would grow up to become an all-powerful super beast.

The introduction of the White Tiger did not bring about big changes in everyone's lives. Almost everyone was working hard to cultivate. The time they stayed on the Holy Island was limited, and everyone hoped to improve their cultivation as much as possible.

The little white tiger grew very fast. In just three months, it had already grown below the knees of several people, and its strength was also increasing rapidly.

At this moment, the little white tiger already possesses the strength of a third-level spiritual beast.

This made the eight people, including San Bao, who had practiced step by step, shake their heads. Thinking back then, San Bao had practiced for more than ten years to become a master (third level). Unexpectedly, it only took the little white tiger three months. The gap in talent was too big.

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The arrival of the little white tiger seemed to bring a lot of joy and laughter to the dull little lake. Even Sambo would sometimes go out to catch a few spiritual beasts nearby to feed it.

Of course, compared to the growing little white tiger, the red mist on the lake concerned Sanbao more.

In three months, the red mist on the small lake has become very obvious, even Yu Banxuan and others can see it, and as the mist worsens, the quenching effect of the lake water is getting better and better.

Among the seven people, one woman has already reached the sixth level of strength training. She is really the seventh girl who has been responsible for raising the white tiger. The others have also entered the fifth level of strength cultivation.

In addition, the physical strength has been greatly improved, which has also brought a good opportunity for the improvement of spiritual power. The seventh girl who has reached the sixth level of strength cultivation has increased her cultivation level by a lot in almost a few months.

Reached the peak of the Spiritual Emperor.

This made the other people all jealous. Even the Three Treasures had to sigh that the Holy Island was indeed a place of creation.

In comparison, the progress of the Three Treasures is relatively slow. Even if they continue to take the blood of the electric dragon and temper their bodies with lake water every day, it is still a very difficult process to go from the intermediate level to the high level of seventh-level strength training.

Fortunately, the body-tempering effect of the lake water continues to strengthen, so Sanbao is still very confident about his advancement.

There is still more than half a year before the Holy Island is closed, and Sanbao has already checked the route from the small lake to the seaside. If there are no accidents, it will only take less than ten days to walk.

In other words, the Three Treasures still have six months to practice hard on the Holy Island.

"Within six months, we must temper our body to the peak of the seventh level to make the best preparation for the attack on the Spiritual Saint. Open, open, open!"

In the stone house, as Sanbao shouted in his heart, more than ten acupoints were filled with the spiritual power of gold and fire. So far, Sanbao has controlled more than 4,700 acupoints, which is far from the five-star Lingxuan requirement. Five thousand acupoints are already very close.

Although there are more than 13,000 acupoints in the human body, it is extremely difficult to fully control them. Even a spiritual saint may not be able to fully control them. Five thousand acupoints is a baseline.

Only Lingxuan who controls more than 5,000 acupoints can have the opportunity to feel the existence of the power of space, and thus have the opportunity to attack the Lingsheng.

Of course, more than 5,000 acupoints, 6,000, 7,000, or even more, although the strength will be improved to varying degrees, it has no absolute relationship with the attack on the Spiritual Saint.

Some people may not be able to achieve spiritual sainthood even if they control nearly 10,000 acupoints, while some people may only be able to successfully advance to spiritual sainthood if they only control more than 5,000 acupoints.

Therefore, in general, the Five Thousand Acupoints is a big threshold. Although you don't think you will definitely advance to the Spiritual Saint level if you cross it, there is no chance at all if you don't cross it.

The Three Treasures naturally know this very well. Therefore, in the past six months, apart from the necessary daily body tempering exercises, almost all of the other time has been spent on understanding the power of the acupoints.

On this day, the Three Treasures acted like usual. After exercising their spiritual power for several weeks, they came to the lake, intending to use the lake water to cultivate their physical bodies.

Looking at the gradually thickening red mist, Sanbao always had a bad feeling in his heart, but every time he entered the bottom of the lake, he found nothing.

When asked about the other seven people, they felt completely opposite to the Three Treasures. They even wished that the lake water would be twice as red, so that the effect of their body tempering would be better and their cultivation speed would be faster.

With a pop, Sanbao plunged into the reddish lake water, then opened his hands and feet and began to absorb the body-tempering power of the lake water...

Ho ho, ho ho...

"Who?" Sanbao suddenly jumped out of the water, returned to the shore, and looked at the lake with a puzzled face. Just now, Sanbao seemed to have heard a very special voice.

That voice was filled with an evil aura, as if a bloodthirsty demon was gnawing on fresh flesh. Even with the concentration of the Three Treasures, I was frightened.

"Master Luo, are you calling me?" At some point, Miss Seven, who had been responsible for raising the white tiger, also came to the lake.

"It's you, Miss Seven, when did you come?"

Sanbao was shocked in his heart, but his face was very calm. With his own cultivation, he didn't even know where the other party came from, which made Sanbao shudder.

After all, the other party only has the peak strength of the Spirit Emperor. Whether it is in terms of spiritual power or soul power, he is far behind. But the other party appears in front of him. Could it be that he is distracted? Sanbao thought to himself.

"Oh, I came just when you were fascinated by the lake. Mr. Luo, the white tiger's appetite has been getting bigger and bigger recently, and there are no low-level spiritual beasts nearby. It is difficult to catch it with my strength. It's a suitable spiritual beast! I don't dare to go too far..." Slowly approaching Sanbao, Miss Qi's face seemed to be flashing with a red glow.

ps: It was supposed to break out last weekend, but I had no choice but to go on a business trip and couldn't write words. It will break out tomorrow weekend.