The eastern realm of the demon world, the sea of ​​raising the stream.

The figure wearing tiger's head and shoulder armor walked past the magnificent statue of the white tiger roaring in the sky, and stepped onto the majestic stone steps in the deep mountain stream. Two golden crystal tigers outside the Tiger Temple, shaped like small hills, saw the figure coming, and actually lowered their heads and let the person walk into the hall.

Today's Tiger Temple is deserted and there are no traces of other White Tiger Clan demon cultivators in the huge hall, only a few fox women who are always ordered here.

At the high place of the hall with a rough style, a giant tiger with snow-white hair nearly a thousand feet in size was entrenched. Its nose was heavy, and white tides were gushing out from the hall. The dome of the hall on the white tiger's head lowered a silver-white light, as if he was healing.

The figure wearing tiger beast shoulder armor had a majestic outline. He slowly walked up the steps. A beautiful woman from the fox clan standing quietly beside the huge white tiger held a tray. He reached out to take a Nether Jade Crystal on the tray. This clear-colored Nether Jade Crystal is not an extraordinary product, but a priceless Nether Jade Crystal.

The heroic figure squatted down, and his armor rustled, handing the Nether Jade Crystal in his hand to the huge white tiger.

Only the young tribe leader Hu Peijun can get in touch with the White Tiger Clan's ancestor Hu Xiaotian so close.

The giant white tiger opened his eyes and looked at the best son among the many direct blood relatives in front of him. The huge body as big as a hill sounded a crackling sound of bones changing positions, which turned into an old man in the blink of an eye. He took the Nether Jade Crystal Corpse, and gently beat the fingers that had already wrinkled, and broke the extremely hard Crystal Corpse into several pieces, threw it into his mouth, making a crackling sound, like chewing soybeans.

The beautiful eyes of the fox woman next to her were filled with fear, because she chewed her bones like chewing.

The powerful demonic power in Hu Xiaotian's body was released, and a ferocious and terrifying throne formed behind him. The old man sitting on the throne gently spit out a dragon breath that had been silted in his chest, and said coldly, "What a candle-holding dragon that has attained enlightenment and ascended to immortality. One mouthful of dragon breath can torture me for so long. What a great gift."

Hu Peijun only looked at the increasingly aged king of tigers in front of him, but there was not much sympathy or concern in his eyes. Since he could remember that, what he remembered the most clearly was neither the warm embrace of a loving mother nor the strict father's earnest teachings to him, but the hideous faces of every monster in the northern border of the demon world who intended to remove him from his belly.

In front of Hu Peijun, the tiger king who was tyrannical and self-proclaimed romantic, had many children under his knees, and his bloodline was either respectful or humble. His situation back then was still quite decent, and his bloodline was not as noble or humble as he was thrown into the northern border of the demon world for the so-called "hardening", at least he still wore self-defense weapons and some supplies. His half-brother but humble brothers and sisters, not to mention weapons and supplies, were even unclothed. Many people failed to even get over the first day, and became the food on the plates of the monsters in the northern border.

Hu Xiaotian practiced the Netherworld Tiger God Skill, and relied on the Netherworld Jade Crystal produced in the abyss under Qingjian Sea. He took a quick mouth and ate a whole Netherworld Jade Crystal that was enough to buy a town in just one cup of tea. Looking at the majestic figure standing like a mountain in front of him, he said lightly, "Now the alliance between our White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan is at its peak. This time, the Four Divine Beasts Clans selected the Holy Son and then competed. The purpose is to continue to build momentum for us, and the second is to let the entire demon world know that among the younger generation of the Four Divine Beasts, there are also differences in the same way."

Hu Xiaotian sneered, "I came to Qingjianhai to cause trouble before, but I secretly slapped the Netherworld Bone Erosion Poison specially made for him. Once the poison breaks out, the poison is more than a hundred times more domineering than the Liehu Qianshang San. If he is not careful, it is not impossible to die. However, it is not easy to die at his level of cultivation, but it should be easy to make him unable to recover from his injuries for hundreds of years. When you four saints compete, you don't need to hold back the saints of the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan and kill them directly. I don't know how to do anything, so that the two tribes will completely lose face in front of the hundreds of tribes in the demon world!"

Hu Peijun, who was hidden in the shadow on half of his face, did not speak, but nodded.

Tiger Flying Sky raised its hand, and its demonic power swept like a tide, rolling the remaining few Nether Jade Crystal Marrow on the tray in the hand of the fox woman into her mouth. The black and purple power that could easily poison the dragon of the Void Refining Realm wandered like a dragon and a snake on the old man's body, with a strange aura. But as Tiger Flying Sky took several deep breaths, the black and purple power was immediately absorbed.

"I asked you to go to Jinmu's to understand some tricks, have you ever gained something?"

Hu Peijun lowered his head and spoke, with no fluctuations in his tone, "Report to the father, the child has learned all the skills and skills he has mastered from Elder Jinmu."

Hu Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and said with some interest, "Oh? What do you think?"

"Reporting to my father, the child believes that Elder Jinmu's life learning is just a bit of arbitrary juggling." Hu Peijun spoke again, his voice spread like thunder.

"The so-called unique skills of human formations are just small tricks that cannot be used. I am in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm with him, but I only need ten moves to kill Elder Jinmu."

Hu Peijun's tone was terrible, so dull that he was just telling a fact.

He raised his head slightly, half of his face, which had been hidden in the shadow, was exposed to the light column descending from the dome, and half of his cheeks were bloody and bloody. He reached out to touch the token on his waist, and the demonic light flashed, and a head with a distorted face with an incredible look fell to the ground with a thud, as heavy as if shaking the entire dark palace.

The fox woman on the side had her legs trembling and her heart was filled with fear.

That was the head of Elder Jinmu’s neck!

"I said the same thing to him. If he doesn't believe it, I will show him." The Hu Peijun, who has survived the battle since the sinister north, is so calm that it is outrageous.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

The pale white head that lost its blood was kicked off the steps by Hu Xiaotian with a big laugh. He rolled into the darkness with a miserable old man with a somewhat crazy face and laughed to the sky, patting his son's solid shoulder in front of him with satisfaction, "Anyway, Jin Mu chased the son's last time but failed, and it was also a sinful body. It's the most suitable thing to give you a knife. I hope you can satisfy me as always in the competition for the Holy Son in a month later!"

"As for the order of your father." Hu Peijun knelt on one knee decisively, with a sword across his waist in front of him, his voice still calm and plain.

Hu Xiaotian leaned over and pressed on the hilt of the tiger beast, and whispered like a devil in the ear of his best and last son, "Good son, please work harder to satisfy me. The throne of the White Tiger Clan will be yours in the future."
Chapter completed!