Even though it was only caused by Baihu's memory fluctuations, Bu Feng still trembled in the midst of that huge aura!
He looked again, and the picture on the black spar had disappeared, and the white tiger's mental fluctuations echoed in the hall!
"The last blow of Elder Nine Souls, a blow that condensed his life essence, didn't hurt me at all!" When Bai Hu said these words, he didn't have the pride and show off that he should have at all, even the stern His expression was a bit heavy!
"Among the dazzling brilliance, the Great Elder Nine Souls erupted tens of millions of levels of mental fluctuations. The tens of millions of levels of fluctuations did not take into account my wave attack at all, but broke through my spiritual protection. Tens of millions of fluctuations carry a strange memory fluctuation, a memory of the ancient tiger clan!"
The white tiger's deep singing undoubtedly shocked the spirit of the Tiger's spirit, but the words of the next white tiger made the Tiger's spirit roar uncontrollably!
Baihu continued: "Besides this, there is also a coordinate, a spiritual connection coordinate leading to the Wujiang River!"
A faint halo rises again from the black crystal, and pictures ripple out of it. In the pictures, there are innumerable ancient tiger tribes worshiping their king in front of the majestic ancient buildings. The king of the tiger clan soared into the sky with a ferocious and domineering aura, almost piercing the sky!
The soul of Tiger Fighting Soul was boiling, and the familiar and distant scene in the picture made his soul completely boil in an instant, he couldn't help roaring violently, thousands of levels of fluctuations were vibrating in the enchantment, but he was caught The weird barrier around it was absorbed, leaving no chance for the Tianxin chain to recover!
The white tiger's spiritual information was mixed with the chaotic thoughts of the war spirit and flowed.
"Because of that ancient memory, after I returned to Yueyao, I carried the Butian God Clan on my back, and secretly sneaked into the Wujian River according to the spiritual mark provided by the elders of the Nine Soul Clan!" There is excitement and melancholy in his singing: "In that vast and infinite river, the flow of time is completely unpredictable. I spent millions of years of life force to see the long-disappeared history." !"
"That period of glory of our clan!"
The fierce roar of the white tiger was mixed with the roar of the tiger, shaking the black crystal in the hall and the hundreds of huge copper pillars around it violently!
Bu Feng has already been shaken by this ancient secret, and at this moment, amidst the mixed fluctuating roars of the fierce tiger fighting spirit and the white tiger, his blood is boiling, but he is whispering in his heart: The move of the nine-hundred elder is really - really him Damn black...
Originally, this secret was extremely far away from the current Bu Feng, and even now he couldn’t fully understand the true meaning and earth-shattering secrets contained in that secret, but for some reason, in the depths of Bu Feng’s soul, suddenly A very strange and blazing emotion also arose, dragging in his spirit and soul, which was kept out of the way, under the urging of that emotion, waves of long howls came out from Bu Feng's throat, that The long howling was continuous, and layers of mental fluctuations were superimposed on it, one after another and combined with each other, forming waves of whistling fluctuations approaching five million levels in an instant, completely surpassing the two million levels that Bu Feng has now mastered However, at this moment, how could Bu Feng pay attention to these
His heart has completely boiled, and he is completely lost in the depths of his soul!
The strange emotions in the five-million-level whistling sound cannot be accurately measured by the emotional standards of the world, it is too complicated, but this whistling sound is completely integrated with the mournful roar of the two ancient tiger clans , making the space in this hall even more mesmerizing and throbbing!
After a long time, the roar of the two war spirits finally stopped, and Bu Feng's strange emotion that he didn't know where it came from gradually hid, and the howling sound gradually decreased, and finally disappeared!
When Bu Feng's divine sense completely returned to his control again, he didn't even have time to be surprised by his own strange whistling sound just now. Disappeared, he had no time to think about it.
The fierce tiger's fighting spirit and the white tiger's gazes were all focused on Bu Feng's body, and the slight and violent murderous aura leaked out of them made Bu Feng feel uncomfortable for a while, but, for some reason, from those gazes, Bu Feng actually felt Feeling a kind of sympathy for each other, a gentle feeling of being the same people who have fallen in the end of the world. At this moment, the members of the two ancient tiger clans are no longer so lofty and untouchable to Bu Feng. There is already a subtle connection in it!
In the dark and deep hall, more than a hundred huge copper pillars stood tall, and the surrounding space was completely wrapped in a black wave wall. The majesty and infinite coercion of the tiger clan made the atmosphere even more solemn!
Bu Feng smiled subconsciously, the brilliance of that moment actually caused a gleam of light, a gleam of soft white, to flash in the hall, and the spirit world of the fierce tiger fighting spirit and the white tiger trembled!
Silently, Bu Feng was immersed in that strange aftertaste, the emotional fluctuation just now made him feel a strange clarity in his heart, as if countless years had been accumulated in his heart!
Bu Feng's whistling just now drew him into Yuesheng White Tiger's line of sight, and among the endless layers of information between the two remnants of the tiger clan, layers of information about Bu Feng and himself flowed silently. Information and debates, the tiger's fighting spirit lives in Bu Feng's spiritual world, so naturally he has a detailed understanding of Bu Feng's background and experience. In the tiger's explanation, the white tiger's expression became more and more dignified.
"Tianxin Chain—" Baihu's deep whistle showed his mood swings between ups and downs!
It was Tiger who told that Bu Feng possessed the Tianxin Chain, and this news made Bai Hu's silent heart tremble again
The sharp white made Bu Feng's body unable to move at all for a moment, and he felt that the white tiger's eyes full of endless murderous intent and domineering power were fixed on his body tightly, and those eyes went deep into the depths of the spiritual world, layered. The difference made Bu Feng feel that his spiritual world was almost completely under the tentacles of the white tiger's spirit!
After a while, the stark whiteness began to recede from Bu Feng's body.
Just now his whole body was covered under the mental pressure of the white tiger. Bu Feng hadn't noticed the horror of the dense white, but now he backed away from the pressure of the white tiger, and the dense white also began to retreat. It was only then that Bu Feng realized that the dense white emanating from the white tiger pierced directly into the depths of the spirit like steel needles, and the sharp steel needles tore through the layers of fluctuations in the spiritual sea. The depths of the sea were pulled away, and another burst of heart-piercing pain came from the depths of the spirit!
When the steel needles were withdrawn from the depths of his mind, Bu Feng noticed that the dark whiteness had also retreated, and he felt a gentle feeling on his body, but it was the spiritual strength that began to repair the mental damage.
"It's indeed the breath of the Tianxin chain!" Baihu's roar was filled with doubts: "However, how can an ordinary human accept the power of the Tianxin chain?"
"According to the rumors of the gods, only the Butian clan can accept the breath of the Tianxin Chain—" Baihu's expression suddenly froze, and the blood-red light in his eyes flourished, and he stared straight at Butian from the mid-air. The wind, the dense white, invaded from the surrounding space quickly like a tide.
Even though he knew that his mental strength could not compete with the white tiger, Bu Feng released layers of mental protection this time, and the two million-level mental fluctuations overlapped and intersected on Bu Feng's body surface, blocking the white tiger. Senran Zhibai blocked Bu Feng's body surface three feet away.
"Roar!" Senran Zhibai suddenly flourished.
The white tiger was born as the moon saint, and has been the supreme saint of countless dimensions for countless years. When has he ever seen someone dare to resist his investigation
This insignificant creature only has two million levels of practice, and those existences at the level of the king of space that are dozens of times stronger than him dare not be presumptuous in front of the white tiger's spiritual tentacles, let alone such a small human being with a low level of cultivation
Baihu had already forgotten the characteristics of anger's emotional fluctuations, he was only slightly taken aback by Bu Feng's resistance, and then felt the fluctuations in the spiritual world spontaneously gathering, and the murderous aura condensed into a dense white rushed towards him in waves. For Bu Feng who is protected by two million levels of mental fluctuations, the difference in the level of fluctuations is irreparable. Once the frequency and level of fluctuations are enhanced by that dark white, Bu Feng will feel that the two million levels are protecting him. The mental fluctuations in his mind began to be quickly pushed away, and hundreds of millions of sharp steel needles pierced into Bu Feng's protection. Even through a million layers of protection, Bu Feng still felt the bursts of aura. The feeling of chilling and powerlessness surged into Bu Feng's heart, but at the same time, he still didn't have any other emotional fluctuations, and the cyclone fluctuations in every cell began to rush out of the cells under strong stimulation. , Such a number of fluctuating cyclones condensed a weird spiral wave protection on Bu Feng's body surface with Wu Clan's practice mentality.
The two million layers of spiritual protection only lasted for a few seconds, before the white tiger's fierce murderous aura made thousands of holes, and the sharp murderous aura almost pierced Bu Feng's body. The fluctuations began to move, and this peculiar cyclone was directly generated from the cells of Bu Feng, spiraling, and the continuous fluctuations layer by layer wiped away the sharp steel needle-like murderous aura, and after that, it seemed endless The fluctuation of the needle then wiped away the steel needle that erased the needle in a spiral manner...
The murderous aura that Bu Feng's two million layers of mental fluctuations failed to block was actually wiped away by the spontaneous fluctuations of his body. This result surprised Bu Feng. He had never had this kind of thought before, and he knew it clearly The subtle level of fluctuations in his physical cells has not even reached the million level, but the martial arts mentality left by Xuan Shi is indeed extraordinary, and he can arrange and combine millions of levels of fluctuations into such a solid defense.
Baihu was stunned again, the tiny human being in front of him could resist the all-conquering murderous aura, the original rhythm trembled slightly.