The twelfth floor, in the Buddha Hall.
A variegated tiger with a whole body like snow, white and flawless.
Awesomely appeared in front of Deng Jiuling.
"There is no one in this temple, but only beasts?" Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and Deng Jiuling was immediately stunned.
If I remember correctly, there is a big monster and a human hero on each floor of the eighteenth floor of the Buddha Hall.
One person and one beast checks and balances each other to achieve a balance.
But this floor of the Buddha Hall, there is no one's remnant soul.
how so
When Deng Jiuling was puzzled, the tiger suddenly roared, his eyes full of sorrow:
"The despicable human race used the three indiscriminate methods that year, and caused the king to die tragically."
"Even this king has only a ray of remnant soul left, and he is also constrained by the human hero, almost permanently sinking here."
"But what you never thought was that this king swallowed the human hero by chance."
"This king, this brand new exorcism, is not dominated by the will of the human race, Jiejie!"
Excited!
The King of White Tiger is here and has been waiting for endless years.
After an accident, the balance of one person and one beast was broken.
The white tiger swallowed the remnant soul of the human hero, swallowed everything here, and condensed a brand new body.
As long as there are people from the sun descending here, Bai Hu will have absolute confidence and leave here.
But it is a pity that the King of White Tiger waited for a thousand years, but no one came here yet.
nonsense!
The first nine floors of the Buddha Hall are enough to make any warrior under the noble halberd.
Because of the limitation of the formation method, those venerables could not step into the temple of the Buddha at all.
Just ask, in this case.
If it weren't for Deng Jiuling's good luck, relying on the big flicker, he would have pitted the king of resentful spirits and the general of snakeman.
otherwise!
Even if thousands of years pass, this hall will not be possible, someone will come.
But Deng Jiuling, since he has come here.
Then!
The King of White Tiger, how can you miss it!
"Why, do you really think I will be swallowed by you?"
Although there was some deficiency in his heart, Deng Jiuling's eyes were full of monstrous fiery light.
Youyun decided, broke out!
Boom!
In an instant, an aura comparable to a nobleman filled the audience in an instant.
"This is..." The White Tiger King's pupils shrank, and the beast's eyes were suddenly full of shock.
"Monster, I didn't surrender quickly after seeing my deity!" Deng Jiuling shouted!
The sound is like thunder, shocking the world!
With the flicker experience of the first two levels, this time Deng Jiuling flickered, naturally he didn't even feel red and breathless, and didn't bring any guilty conscience.
"Hmph, even if you are the venerable, but this king is a beast body, you want to defeat it, that's impossible!"
Roar!
The King of White Tiger uttered a long roar, and the endless golden Ge breath instantly filled the audience.
"My five deeds are golden, and my strength is close to the second step. In the temple of the Buddha, you are truly a venerable person, and that is not an opponent of this king!"
The King of White Tiger sneered: "No matter how much you pay, as long as it can kill you."
"Then, this king can take away your exorcism, leave the Buddhist temple grandiosely, and step into the world again!"
"Boy, if you surrender immediately, this king can let you die without so much pain..."
As the White Tiger King spoke, the smile on his face suddenly stopped.
Instead, there was a deep horror.
Under the gaze of everyone, a strong man who was full of black aura, floating in the air.
Awesomely appeared before the eyes of the King of White Tiger.
"The ghost king, this... how is this possible!"
The King of White Tiger kept retreating, his entire body erected, "You are the guardian of the tenth floor, why are you here?"
The strength of the ghost king, the white tiger king is naturally not afraid, but also not careless.
If it is added to a Deng Jiuling, the king of the white tiger needs to be more vigilant!
"The master's Dharma is vast, and now he is only in his early twenties, and he is in the realm of the venerable."
The King of Ghosts scolded and said, "Although you are a terrible animal, but I will join hands with the master, how do you have a chance of winning?"
This…
Hearing this, the king of the white tiger suddenly became silent.
After a long time, the King of White Tiger raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Although it is five to five, the king's chance of winning is still half."
"Even if you two join forces, this king is not afraid!"
"It's a big deal, we all die together, and all the jade and the stone will be burned!"
Roar!
After finishing speaking, the king of the white tiger shook the sky and roared, his eyes full of thunder.
Deng Jiuling's strength surpassed the image of the king of the white tiger in his heart.
But the 50% success rate still makes the King of White Tiger unwilling to give up easily.
however!
Just when the king of the white tiger is ready to launch an attack.
An Agni general with a long snake tail and a big sword in his hand appeared in front of the King of White Tiger.
"If the general will make a move, what is your chance of winning?" General Snakeman said with a sneer.
"Baihu, are you surrendering to my lord, or are you killed? Hurry up!" The ghost king, Jiejie sneered.
When the voice fell, the face of the King of White Tiger turned green in an instant, becoming very ugly.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the King of White Tiger still gritted his teeth and said, "If the three of you join forces, this king's chance of winning is less than 30%."
With a failure rate of more than 70%, this is actually a loss for the King of White Tiger.
But just surrender and recognize the Lord, how can the King of the White Tiger be willing
"What about adding him then?"
Deng Jiuling's heart moved and summoned the king of the wolf from life and death.
Roar!
Ah Huang looked up to the sky and roared, looking at the white tiger king, full of monstrous awe.
"The King of Cang Wolf, isn't he extinct soon? Is he still there in this world?"
Ding Ding Ding!
After three steps in a row, the face of the King of White Tiger finally became very ugly.
"Your odds of winning now are less than 10%!"
Deng Jiuling laughed loudly, his eyes full of fierceness:
"Those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will die. Give you three seconds to decide!"
three!
two!
One!
Cang!
The voice fell, and a three-meter Senluo broadsword suddenly appeared in Deng Jiuling's hands.
Between the blades, real energy was boiling, murderous Ling Ran!
The king of the resentful spirits, the general of the snake man, and the king of the wolf are magnificent and ready to take action at any time.
The terrifying aura of the four powerhouses roared like Mount Tai.
The king of the crushed White Tiger could hardly breathe.
"Human, if you can promise this king, you will reshape my body when you succeed in the future."
Feeling the great crisis of life and death, the King of White Tiger gritted his teeth and finally lowered his proud head:
"If you can agree, then the king is surrendering to you today, so what counts?"
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling nodded and said solemnly:
"I swear to the sky, I will definitely give you the body of a Venerable in the future, how about it?"
The oath of heaven and earth is complete
Hearing this, the King of White Tiger, his eyes widened, his face was shaking: "You really want to?"
"The Lord of the Great Spirit Hall, kill my brother Luda, and I will destroy this person in the future and reshape your body, how about?" Deng Jiuling said with a fist.
These words are from the heart and soul, every word from the heart.
The King of the White Tiger is so talented that he can naturally understand that Deng Jiuling is definitely not a false statement.
It was exactly the same. The King of White Tiger was overjoyed immediately, crawling on the ground, and respectfully said: "Well, see the master."
Got, big flicker!
In this way, from the tenth floor to the twelfth floor, three full steps of the power, all fell into Deng Jiuling's bowl.
"Next floor!" Deng Jiuling held the key and walked all the way to the thirteenth floor.
…
The Buddha Hall, the ninth floor!
Jiang Taiji and Xiangdong, as well as more than twenty Venerable disciples, joined forces to encircle and suppress the tiger heroes.
The wars were unfolding and tragic to the extreme.
The disciples kept getting injured and hurriedly retreated.
After being treated by Xiao Yan, they continued to fight back after simple medical treatment.
In this way, time goes by like water.
So, in a flash, it was three days.
…
It has been six days since the disciples stepped into the temple of the Buddha!
When the sunlight on the seventh day fell from the void to the main hall of Guanyin Mountain.
The venerables were holding tea cups, and their eyes were dull.
"Friends of Guanyin, the seven-day covenant is about to end. Why hasn't any of our younger disciples come out so far?"
"Yes, yeah, after these disciples stepped into the ninth floor, there was no more news. Why is this the nearest?"
"Eighteen floors of the Buddha Hall, every floor is full of crises. It is absolutely impossible for them to fight to such a degree, right?"
There was a commotion among the Venerables, and it all felt incredible.
"You fellow daoists stay safe, all disciples have escape tokens. If they really encounter danger, they will definitely crush them and escape, and be sent out randomly by the formation."
Venerable Guanyin said lightly: "It's because a disciple had an accident and couldn't crush the token in time."
"Excuse me, more than twenty disciples, is it possible that none of them can crush the token?"
This…
The voice fell, and the Venerables whispered to each other, feeling that Venerable Guanyin's words seemed to make sense.
But the disciples went there for seven days, and no one has come out until now.
This still makes the Venerables feel very worried in their hearts.
Among the venerables, except for those who had no disciples of younger generations and stepped into the temple of the Buddha, they were not too worried.
In addition, only the fool is still calm, drinking tea calmly.
"I don't know Xiao Yan, what is it right now."
As time goes by, the worry in Venerable Yao's heart has grown stronger.
If Xiao Yan and Deng Jiuling were advancing and retreating at the same time, Venerable Yao would not be so worried.
But the little fat man and the disciples of the Venerables stepped into the temple of the Buddha together, so Venerable Yao was naturally worried.
"Although Xiao Yan is average in martial arts, his luck is very good. Why should Brother Yao worry?" Yu Venerable said lightly.
"That said, but starting from the ninth floor of the Buddha Hall, Huaque didn't pass that year. How can the old man not worry?"
Caressing the white beard, Venerable Medicine sighed and said, "Besides, I don't know what Brother Lei Feng is like?"
Whether it was Xiao Yan or Deng Jiuling's accident, Yao Venerable would be uneasy.
The seven days passed by, what happened in the temple of the Buddha
No one knows!
…
Wow!
At this moment, the streamer flashed.
The figure of Deng Jiuling appeared in the 15th floor of the Buddha Hall.
At this moment, behind Deng Jiuling.
The majestic figure with the five flashing lights suddenly appeared.
"This level, I don't know that there will be again, what a powerful existence!"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Deng Jiuling's eyes burst out with a terrible glow!