Murong Feng and Mr. Mo were very surprised. What happened to this white tiger? Why are they looking in their direction? However, they know that it must not be looking at them but at the White Lotus Fairy in white next to them.
Huanyin Feng pursed his lips and smiled, "Weird." Then he shrugged and turned his head to look at the people beside him. He knew that the mysterious and powerful white tiger was not looking at him. He understood, well, it was I understand very well, hehe.
Nangong Li's face was a little red. When Bai Hu woke up like this, the huge momentum almost pushed him down. The man in black robe on the side gave him a little strength. However, he didn't know this person, and he didn't know who he was. The person from the Batian Gang is still Murong Feng.
Qianqian just stared at it, what was it going to do? Immediately, she saw it and turned to look elsewhere. Qianqian had a bad premonition in her heart. Suddenly, her pupils shrank. Oh no, it started to attack those people.
"Wait a moment." Murong Feng pulled Qian Qian, "Let's take a look and then talk."
Being pulled by Murong Feng, Qian Qian felt very friendly. God, how could this happen? This feeling is like meeting Brother Qinling for the first time. What is the relationship between Murong Feng and Brother Qinling? But he looks very similar to Du Gan, so why
The white tiger began to attack those people near it. It turned its body, swept its tail, stared, and opened its mouth. In an instant, a black crowd flew into the sky. Such a grand scene was really It was thrilling, and Qian Qian's heart trembled when she saw it, and she secretly thought, Bai Hu, you are strong!
I don’t know how long it took, but the area around White Tiger became empty for dozens of miles, and the crowd also stayed away. Everyone was frightened. It seemed that they were right to stay away from the evil spirit in the first place.
Qianqian and the others also moved back some distance with the crowd. She really couldn't bear to see so many people lost their lives here. After all, she was the one who set them free. If it hadn't been for her, maybe they would have died. They can go out, but it's too late to say anything now.
"It seems that only masters can solve it." Huanyin Feng raised the corners of his lips slightly, looked at those who were seriously injured or dead and volunteered to be cannon fodder, and shook his head. He saw this phenomenon. There are too many, and let’s talk about the Purple Dragon Sect, which is a large sect that has gathered many masters from the demon world, not to mention that it often participates in some big battles and the like.
"Master?" Qian Qian, Murong Feng, and Mr. Mo all frowned. Which master here is willing to stand up? What's more, it's still such a huge challenge? Every master here is arrogant and not easy to win over.
"Did you ask to touch them?" Qian Qian looked at Huanyin Feng.
"Well, if I ask for help, how are you going to thank me?" Huan Yinfeng turned his head to look at her and smiled playfully, but the next moment, he was slapped dishonestly, and he was angry Looking at Murong Feng, he was familiar with Murong Feng's aura, after all, he had been walking with him for so long.
Qian Qian smiled slightly and ignored him. Suddenly, she looked at Huan Yinfeng again. Huanyinfeng thought she had changed her mind. He smiled, looked at Murong Feng who was guarding beside him, and had to close his eyes in frustration. Mouth.
Purple!
Seeing purple, seeing the purple on Huanyin Feng, Qian Qian's pupils shrank again, Shi Sheng Zi! She had experienced the fate of Leng Binglan and Wen Yuxiu, and she had almost forgotten her. Where is she now? are you OK? I don’t know who the man hidden in the black aura is.
As if sensing the sadness in Qian Qian's heart, Murong Feng glanced at her and immediately leaned down, "What are you thinking about?"
Qian Qian was startled, but she quickly calmed down and turned to look at Murong Feng. Why was this man so strange? Could he see her inner world? Suddenly, Qian Qian remembered that Murong Feng had said that he could feel his own mood swings. It was really strange. "Shi Shengzi, I don't know how she is doing now." Qian Qian sighed quietly.
Murong Feng was startled, yes, how could he forget her? Immediately, he looked at the crowd around him, but he couldn't see the so-called black energy at all. Only Qian Qian had seen that person, no, Nangong Li had also seen him. Immediately, he looked at Nangong Li, " What does that person look like?" He suddenly realized that asking this question was in vain, because he had already asked, and Nangong Li only saw a cloud of black air at that time. Who exactly was inside? I don't know, he is really a very mysterious person, even more mysterious than him.
"Uh..." Nangong Li glanced at him and shook his head immediately, feeling helpless. He had told Murong Feng when he met him. How could this guy forget it so quickly? It's really... uh... noble people forget things a lot.
Qian Qian is now very confused. Since that person has taken Shi Shengzi out of the maze, where will they go? Qian Qian is puzzled. Who is that person? He actually has such strong strength. It is really unbelievable. Moreover, in the maze, people with Jindan level and above are not allowed to participate in this session. But why is that person so powerful? Can people come and go freely? Qian Qian shook her head, forget it, don’t think about him anymore, let’s solve the current problem first.
Qianqian turned his attention to the white tiger he was playing with. It seemed very dissatisfied. The overall strength of the people this time was so poor that it even felt disdainful. It seemed that as long as it had a slight thought, these people would They all have to die. However, since there are so many people here this time, let it play with them. Well, it is best not to kill them all, otherwise it will not be fun, although it will play with them in the end. , but before that, let yourself relax.
Roar!
An earth-shattering roar rose into the sky. It glanced proudly above, and then looked at the small people who had moved away from it. They were densely packed. Indeed, there seemed to be quite a lot of people coming out of this class. There were so many more people. The sum total of these sessions, alas, it's a pity that the strength is too poor and there is no chance to play.
However, its earth-shattering roar had frightened many people. Within the densely packed crowd, there was a neat and unified sound of vomiting blood, as well as a thumping sound. It must have been that the endurance had reached the limit, and then it died. Qian silently prayed for them. If they came in with such little strength, they would be looking for death.
"Is it playing?" Murong Feng and Mr. Mo looked at each other. This white tiger was really in a good mood. It was really strange that the white tiger who was supposed to be the God of Death and War actually became interested in playing.
"Playing?" Huan Yinfeng was slightly startled, looking at the white tiger, the corners of his beautiful lips curved slightly.
Qianqian stared at it closely. She had a premonition that this white tiger was waiting for something, but what exactly was it waiting for