The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

In the right hand, a white butterfly bloomed like a flower bone, and then flew out leisurely.

In the spacious hall, several immortal cultivators covered in blood were surrounded by white tigers who were also seriously injured.

One of them knelt on the ground, a long bar was drawn on the ground with blood, and he screamed like a pig: "Ah, ah, my xx was bitten off!"

"Ow—"

A white tiger bit hard a few times and spat out the slag with a pooh sound.

Except for Bai Lian and Si Yunshang, no one cares about such trivial matters for the time being.

The middle-aged man with a shady face stepped forward and scolded: "It's the other way around, do you know what you're doing? It's just a group of ordinary tiger demons who dye their hair white by taking medicine. You really think you're a white tiger. Is it? Without the Painting Heart Sect, the entire Yuheng Mountain will have no place for you!"

Is this white tiger dyed?

Bai Lian was a little confused.

No wonder, it stands to reason that white tigers are a rare breed.

"Humph!"

The white tiger leader was dismissive.

"Hurry up and open the door, or don't blame us for being rude!"

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "You may be stronger than me, but are you still stronger than the hall master?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the leader of the white tiger suddenly flashed a terrifying blood red.

At that moment, it recalled its tragic tiger life!

White Tiger Boxing is not a tiger-shaped boxing, but a fighting tiger boxing technique.

The trial of a disciple of the White Tiger Hall is to defeat a white tiger.

Over the past two hundred years, I don't know how many white tigers have died at the hands of the disciples of the White Tiger Church. Its grandparents, grandparents, parents and brothers have all been brutally murdered!

If this revenge is not repaid, why is it a tiger?

The white tiger is furious!

The white tiger leader pounced.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shouted, "Eat my White Tiger Fist!"

He punched out, the spiritual energy surged, and the rays of light radiated, and even the hall was shaken.

Seeing that the fist wrapped in the phantom of the white tiger was about to collide with the leader of the white tiger, the middle-aged man suddenly transmitted his voice to the younger brother behind him.

"The opportunity is here!"

The younger brother, who had already made preparations, came up with a stride. He bent his feet and slid towards the bottom of Baihu's stomach with lightning speed.

too fast!

Almost everyone present did not respond.

I saw a flash of red light, and the younger brother was cut off by the white tiger who sat down.

One hundred thousand pounds of power.

Tiger tank, so terrifying.

The middle-aged man froze in place.

The white tiger leader opened his hand with his claws in disdain.

"Tips for carving insects!"

"..."

"Open the door to the forbidden area, this is the last chance I give you!"

The middle-aged man lost his soul and said: "Why do you insist on going to the forbidden area, the things there are of no use to you, right?"

"Talk less, do more!"

The middle-aged man turned and walked towards the depths of the hall.

From today, the White Tiger Hall will be changed... Oh, the White Tiger Hall does not need to change its surname.

Thinking of this middle-aged man feels even more sad.

He thought that even if he died, he would die at the hands of those righteous cultivators, so that he could still shout a few slogans to leave his name before he died.

No more, no more miracles.

"What's in the forbidden area?" Bai Lian asked Si Yunshang.

Si Yunshang said hesitantly, "It may be a demon soul."

"!"

Bai Lian was shocked.

She turned her head and was about to take another look at the situation over there, when she saw the big "white cat" that came out of nowhere was sticking out its claws and was ravaging the Phantom Butterfly that she released. It won't take long for it to find herself .

Bai Lian took out the low-grade magic weapon, the Golden Snake Spear, which was rewarded by the quest.

"Tutu, poke it in the mouth!"

After receiving the order, Tutu grabbed the golden snake spear and rushed towards the white tiger.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Bai Lian tried his best not to use any powerful spells.

White Tiger found Tutu.

A rabbit demon who slipped in from nowhere, it has already eaten dozens of rabbits like this.

The white tiger jumped up angrily.

Tutu saw the timing, the long spear touched the ground, and the white tiger was stabbed to death with one shot.

"Haw."

Bai Lian stuffed Tutu's mouth with spirit grass.

In this way, the crisis is temporarily lifted. Before the large army of Duxianmen arrives, she has to find out the captured Chen Yizhi.

The righteous Senior Sister Bai can't do nothing.

Fake names hurt people.

Chapter Twelve I lied to you

Bai Lian finally understood why the danger of watching the changes and sneaking into the White Tiger Hall was different.

When she took Si Yunshang to hang out in the White Tiger Hall, an extremely terrifying aura emerged.

Yuan Ying peak!

Bai Lian looked up and saw the head of the White Tiger Hall standing in the sky.

Come back so fast!

But seeing the right fist of the head of the White Tiger Hall pressing down, the golden fist formed by the gathering of spiritual power broke through the many restrictions and landed on the forbidden ground, and the three-layered formation guarding the forbidden ground instantly collapsed.

Half of the entire White Tiger Hall was reduced to ashes under the impact of the aftermath.

Bai Lian swallowed.

She figured out what the best magic weapon reward represented.

How dangerous is it—

The anger of the Immortal Cultivator at the peak of Yuan Ying.

When you think about it, it makes perfect sense!

This powerful immortal cultivator just happens to be able to unleash the full power of the top-quality magic weapon, and if we go further, it is the stage for the spiritual tool.

Bai Lian is fortunate that she has no impulsiveness. With her current strength, she can only compete with ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivators with all her strength.

If you encounter a muscular man like the head of the White Tiger Hall, apart from discounting his hand, it will be a ten-point game.

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