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Chapter 1008 White Winged Tiger!

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    "boom."

    Amidst the lightning and flint, Zhao Dabao held the white-winged tiger's thunder whip in his hand, unable to move.

    Looking at the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, the White-winged Tiger was slightly stunned. It was the king of the entire Qianling Mountains. Since the two sub-divine beasts in the late Nascent Soul stage, Yulong and Suzaku, suddenly disappeared, in the entire Qianling Mountains, it was the king.  One of the strongest existences.

    However, the golden elixir monk who appeared in front of him was actually able to block its attack with his body. This made the White-winged Tiger stunned and at the same time, he became even more angry. He stretched out his giant claws like a hill and slapped Zhao Dabao hard.  Hit over.

    "Hurry up and get out of the way. The most powerful attack of this white-winged tiger is its claws. You can't resist it forcefully."

    Seeing that the figure that suddenly appeared could actually hold the white-winged tiger's tail with his hand, preventing it from moving, the middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, and then reminded him nervously.

    This place belongs to the core area of ??Qianling Mountains. There are many ruins and many teleportation arrays. The monk who suddenly appeared in front of him must have been unlucky. There was a problem with the teleportation array, so he was suddenly teleported here.

    Although the cultivation of Jindan in the later stage is considered to be the top combat power in the Beast Control Sect, it is still fragile and vulnerable to the White Winged Tiger.

    Even if he can hold the tail of the white-winged tiger, the most powerful attack of the white-winged tiger is its giant claws.

    At this time, the golden elixir monk in front of them is already their last hope. If something goes wrong again, everything will really be lost.

    Zhao Dabao floated quietly in the air, seemingly not hearing the reminder from the middle-aged monk behind him. He looked at the white-winged tiger in front of him and asked in a calm tone: "Where is this place?"

    Roar!

    The White Winged Tiger's disdainful voice sounded, its giant claws accelerated in the air, and slapped Zhao Dabao hard.

    It is familiar with human language, so it can naturally understand Zhao Dabao's words, but in its eyes, Zhao Dabao is already a dead person, and there is no need to talk nonsense to a dead person.

    "hehe."

    Zhao Dabao laughed coldly, clenched his fist directly, advanced instead of retreating, and hit the white-winged tiger with the dumbfounded expression of the middle-aged monk.

    "A mantis' arm is like a chariot, a mantis' arm is like a chariot."

    The middle-aged monk shook his head, with a bitter expression and despair in his eyes. The tiger's palm is the most powerful position of a tiger monster, and the power it can unleash is unimaginable.

    A tiger palm of the same level can even knock bear monsters unconscious.

    Although Zhao Dabao is quite mysterious in the eyes of middle-aged monks, it is a bit stupid to still choose to confront the giant claws of the White Winged Tiger in the Nascent Soul Stage.

    The animal-skin girl also regained her composure at this time. She looked at Zhao Dabao, who was rushing towards the white-winged tiger in mid-air, with a shocked expression and a brilliant light in her beautiful eyes.

    Female cultivators are different from male cultivators in that they are more emotional.

    Although Zhao Dabao's choice to confront the white-winged tiger head-on with his body was seen as stupid in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but in the eyes of the animal-skin girl, it was commendable and courageous. It was like a god descending from him, instantly making her heart beat like a deer.  , eyes full of admiration.

    boom!

    Huge energy escaped from the center of the collision, making the eyes of the middle-aged male cultivator and the animal-skin girl sting, and even their bodies felt like they were being swept by air waves.

    The middle-aged monk was a little confused, because in the huge sound of air waves, the roar of the white-winged tiger could be faintly heard, and there was a feeling of embarrassment and anger.

    This made the middle-aged monk and the animal skin girl a little unbelievable, thinking that they had just hallucinated.

    After half a stick of incense, the huge wave of air began to slowly dissipate. The middle-aged monk and the animal skin girl began to slowly open their eyes. But when they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but open their eyes.  The mouth can no longer be closed.

    Zhao Dabao is still suspended in the air with a calm expression. The white-winged tiger's giant palm is held up in the air by him, unable to move. If you look carefully, you can even see the tiger's palm trembling slightly.

    And when Bai Yihu looked at Zhao Dabao again, his eyes were filled with human horror.

    "Humanhow can your body be so strong?"

    The white-winged tiger spoke human words, his tone full of shock.

    However, while speaking, the white-winged tiger's eyes flashed with viciousness. Its steel tail, which was loosened by Zhao Dabao, made a silent wave and hit Zhao Dabao's back hard.

    Click!

    Zhao Dabao¡¯s consciousness is so keen, how could the White Winged Tiger¡¯s little moves be hidden from him?At the last moment of exhaustion, the catastrophe was not triggered.

    This is the cruelest reality that monks without talent need to face.

    Because if you don't have enough talent, you won't even have the chance to survive the heavenly tribulation. You can only wait quietly for the day when your life span is approaching, and then perish on the path to immortality.

    And with the death of the old monk, the strength of the entire Qianling Sect also plummeted, leaving only the ancestor Huangfu who was in the early stage of Yuanying.

    Although Patriarch Huangfu has unparalleled fighting power and great talent, he can only fight at a small level even if he is fighting to death. Facing the high-level monks of Nascent Soul, he is a bit clumsy.

    For a time, the entire Qianling Sect¡¯s sect power was shrinking.

    And after Patriarch Huangfu announced his retreat, the power of the entire Qianling Sect fell on Deputy Head Jianqi, who had lost his beloved son.

    Although Deputy Head Jianqi is nominally the uncle of Third Young Master Jianqi, the relationship between the two is actually that of father and son.

    At the moment, the third Master Jian died in the secret realm of Falling Dragon Valley, which made Jian Qi so angry that he went crazy. He almost spent all his savings to buy information about what happened in Falling Dragon Valley that day.

    There were many sects in Falling Dragon Valley that day, and there were many people with mixed eyes. However, when Zhao Dabao killed the Third Master Jian, many monks saw it.

    Therefore, after Jianqi spent a lot of money to purchase information, he finally set his sights on Zhao Dabao.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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