The wind gusts and the chill hits her body.
The breath in the cave changed too quickly, like a raging wave hitting the shore, a mountain whirring and a tsunami swept out, it was astonishing.
A smile appeared on Qin Tian's face.
As long as the ancestor of the White Tiger clan is killed, Murong Feng's wedding will not be possible, and Meng Qi Yan'er does not need to have his bridal chamber, and Qin Tian will have enough time to figure out a way to take her out of the White Tiger Palace without suffering anymore.
Old ancestors.
No one knew how strong the ancestor of the White Tiger tribe was.
From the breath of the cave, it is not difficult to find that the cultivation base of the ancestors has reached a pinnacle realm. The immortal supreme pinnacle powerhouse is probably not his opponent. The old monsters who have cultivated for tens of millions of years are extremely scary even if their talents are poor. .
However, Qin Tian didn't have a trace of fear.
Combining the Dao of Killing, easily kills the primary immortal supreme powerhouse in a flash, and fuse the ten bloodlines into a powerful Pangu bloodline. Qin Tian hasn't really used the power it contains, and he doesn't know how strong it is.
Now it just happened to take the ancestor of the Baihu tribe to try the power of Pangu bloodline.
"I'm so angry..."
"It's unreasonable to kill my people while I'm not here..."
The old ancestor was furious and furious, and the sound was louder than one, and it was ejected like a sonic attack, ejecting the thick killing intent that Qin Tiangang had released. At the same time, the figure flashed like an electric flash, "Woohoo", rushing from the cave. out.
at this time.
Qin Tian's face was pale, as if he was caught in the edge of life and death, looking into the cave, his right hand was gently lifted up, his lips trembled and said: "Old ancestor... Old ancestor... Hurry up... Hurry up... Run away..."
The voice just fell.
A white shadow flashed by, and his eyes were like flames. The whole body was filled with the power erupted from the blood of the white tiger. It was thick and powerful, and even the breath carried the earth-shaking power. This power continued to spread, shocking Qin Tian. Between the minds of people.
The ancestor's name is Murong Hong, who looks like a hundred-year-old man with long white eyebrows and long white hair, but his skin is very ruddy, he is full of spirits, his eyes are extremely deep, and his body is full of aura. You can tell at a glance that his cultivation level is extremely high. Seeing Qin Tian half leaning on the rock, he shouted: "You were talking just now?"
"Yes… "
Qin Tian nodded slightly and got up cautiously, without revealing a trace of flaws.
Murong Hong has practiced for 50 million years and has been in retreat for more than 30 million years. He doesn't even know that anyone dares to play him, let alone that the man who plays him is by his side. Who dares to have the courage of the Baihu tribe? Who dares to make fun of the ancestors
Qin Tian not only wanted to play with the ancestor of the Baihu clan, but also killed him.
Murong Hong glanced at Qin Tian coldly, completely ignoring the immortal war-god realm in his eyes. Such a disciple didn't need to take another look at all. He didn't even feel that he was in line with his identity. Just wait to rush out of the hole.
"Ha ha… "
As soon as the laughter fell, Qin's breath suddenly changed. He really couldn't pretend. He lived for tens of millions of years like a fool. The old ancestor was completely out of touch with the outside world. Seeing his seriousness, he was horrified. Yes, it's funny.
"Uh?"
Murong Hong's eyes drenched, and he turned his head heavily, feeling the killing intent released from Qin Tian, and said angrily: "It's you!"
"You released the killing just now?"
"You are not a disciple of the Baihu clan, who are you, dare to break into the Baihu Cave, see you are tired of life."
At this time, Murong Hong suddenly felt that he was being teased.
The anger on the whole body was like a volcanic eruption, the surrounding air became hot, and the breath of the white tiger's blood became more intense, constantly hitting Qin Tian’s Sea of Consciousness, but this kind of attack had reached a universe of Consciousness Sea. It was completely ineffective for the vast Qin Tian.
The sea of fusion, Dao, Dao, and Consciousness has risen to ten levels in a row.
Fusion of Pangu’s bloodline and knowledge of the sea rose to fifteen levels. Now he is not afraid of any spiritual coercion below the master of the world. Using the vocabulary in online games, he is completely immune.
"Haha..." Qin Tian laughed loudly, and said: "You stupid, you are still the ancestor of the White Tiger tribe, you can't even tell if it is a disciple of the White Tiger tribe, you are too old, and your brain is teased. ,Ha ha… "
"Unreasonable!"
It's so shameless to be tricked, where is Qin Tian still making a loud ridicule, how can Murong Hong tolerate it
Who dares to play with him
Looking at the entire holy realm, there was no one who dared to play with him, so he never thought that Qin Tian was not a disciple of the Baihu clan. When he was teased, his heart burst into anger, and his white hair turned crimson and thick red. An arrogance emerged from his body.
The brow furrowed, his hands formed into palms, and he split off with one palm.
With thunderous palms, thousands of tigers roared and impacted, and the power came up like substantial steel. Qin Tian didn't hide, and even put away the aura on his body, without a trace of strength. He wanted to know the strength of his body's seven-star defense. .
See if it can withstand the blow of the immortal supreme peak powerhouse.
"Boom..."
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
…
A palm strikes out, and the inside of the cave is like a bolt of thunder, and thousands of thunder resonate, shaking the sky.
Qin Tian received a heavy palm on his chest, and the whole person flew out. The severe pain under his chest almost made him faint. A flaming palm print was branded on his chest, and the robe on his chest seemed to be burning, hot, very hot. It is uncomfortable.
Under the chest, blood was tumbling, and the internal organs were shaking.
but.
He is not dead.
It’s just that the flesh and the flesh are painful, and it’s not a major problem. There is no damage to the spirit, the soul, the soul, and the seven-star defense. It can be imagined that it is tens of thousands of times stronger than the defensive artifact. It can be seen that Murong Hong has not exhausted all his strength. .
However, he is the ancestor of the White Tiger tribe. He has cultivated tens of millions of years of old perverts. With a single palm, the power he contains can easily kill any elementary immortal supreme powerhouse in seconds. Qin Tian just suffered a bit of skin wounds. And knowing that his physical body's defensive power has reached an extremely fearful level.
"not dead?"
Murong Hong couldn't believe it, his eyes opened, his brows were furrowed, and his palms were heavily clenched into fists. The surrounding air suddenly shrank, and the space shrank and twisted. For him, one palm didn't shake Qin Tian into powder. It's a shame.
The immortal war god realm is only, no matter how strong it is, he can't escape his seckill with a palm.
"Are you really in the realm of the immortal God of War?" Murong Hong couldn't help asking.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was a little annoyed. Qin Tian's cultivation level was clear in his mind. Even if he hides his own cultivation level, it is impossible to deceive him. For this reason, without waiting for Qin Tian's answer, he said angrily: "No matter what you do. At the realm of cultivation, I won't be Murong Hong if I don't break your body into pieces today!"
"Hey-hey!"
Qin Tian smiled faintly, patted the dust on his body, and said: "Old pervert, if I can't kill you today, you are not my grandson..."
"I'm so angry..."
"I'm so angry..."
…
The sound was like thunder, spreading far and wide in the cave, countless echoes hit the sides of the rock and fell into countless rubble.
The corner of Qin Tian's mouth moved.
He has tested the physical defense and the defense of the sea of knowledge, and now he does not want to waste time. In half an hour, Meng Qi Yan'er will be sent to the bridal chamber by Murong Feng. She drank in her heart and said, "I am not dead, today counts. You are unlucky!"
"Pan Gu Ancestor!"
"Let me see your power."
The blood of Qin Tian was boiling, stimulating the power of the blood of Pangu.
Suddenly.
A drop of pure Pangu essence and blood suspended on the dantian, gently dripping down and spreading quickly, as if a drop of ink fell into the clear water, spreading swiftly and violently, and at the same time, the strength of the whole body changed upside down. .
"Gee... Gee..."
Qin Tian's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and as he shook his hands, the space around him quickly burst open, constantly making powerful explosions.
Space explosion!
Power boils in his meridians, acupoints, tibias, blood, muscles, and even hundreds of millions of pores in his body. This time the excitation erupts with a stronger force than just fused with the Pangu bloodline, making Qin Tian extremely excited and feeling the power of the Pangu bloodline. There was a question in his mind, "If you stab it again|please..."
"Fuck me."
"Thinking about it makes Lao Tzu's blood boil."
Murong Hong's expression changed, and the power of the spatial explosion was aroused from Qin Tian, even he couldn't do it. How did a person with a cultivation base in the Immortal God of War do it? Feeling the strength of Qin Tian's body, his heart was like a magnitude ten earthquake, and he even forgot to breathe after the shock.
Tough!
A sense of fear rose in Murong Hong's heart.
After living for tens of millions of years, there was a fear in my heart, which is impossible to imagine. My heart was cold, my eyes were like torches, my mind quickly squeezed out the fear from my heart, and at the same time, there was a roar, the power of the white tiger's blood. All broke out.
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
There was raging thunder in the cave.
Qin Tian smiled grimly, his eyes sank slightly, and said lightly: "Old pervert, I'm here..."
"come on!"
"Look at how I broke your body into pieces..."
Murong Hong roared to the sky, the power of his whole body formed a giant shield of strength, and the immortal divine power kept rotating throughout his body. The power of the white tiger bloodline filled every corner of his body. He lived for tens of millions of years. go.
"die!"
"kill… "
"Boom rumbling..."
The sky trembled violently, the ground vein coefficient of Shenwu City was broken, and the dragon vein that had been guarding for thousands of years at the back of the White Tiger Palace was broken into several segments. Everything was like the end of the world, too terrifying.
Energetic burst.
The blood is cracked.
A punch pierced through his chest, blood gushing out.
Even if the immortal supreme peak powerhouse is broken, it is only a small injury, and a pill can quickly return to its original state, but Murong Hong remained motionless, his eyes were as dim as a dead man, and he looked at Qin Tian beside him with his head open. His lips trembled, and said: "For...for... Why?"
The corner of Qin Tian's mouth moved, he smiled, and said, "For a big explosion!"