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Chapter 1010 The formation is shaking!

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    The demonic energy soaring into the sky arrived in an instant. Before the two Jindan elders could react, a shadow not far away appeared in their sight, making them freeze on the spot.

    "The white in the Nascent Soul stagethe white-winged tiger!"

    Elder Jindan looked at the huge figure that was tens of feet tall, his eyes were dull and he murmured to himself.

    "Don't move. This white-winged tiger probably isn't here to cause trouble for us."

    Elder Song Yang¡¯s face darkened slightly, he suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke.

    At the core of Qianling Mountains, Nascent Soul-level monsters will not come out easily.  Moreover, the Nascent Soul masters of the three sects have all signed contracts with monsters of this level and will not easily come out to cause harm to the world.

    So there should be some special reason for this Nascent Soul stage monster appearing in front of you.

    If these two golden elixir-stage monks didn't come forward to offend them, they would have been subconsciously ignored.

    Thinking like this, the two Jindan elders quickly removed their escaping light and landed on the ground to show their respect for the existence of the Nascent Soul stage.

    The white-winged tiger turned into lightning and flew past them without stopping, as if it didn't notice them. They breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and felt like they were surviving a disaster.

    The pressure of the Nascent Soul stage monsters is really strong, like a dark cloud covering the sky. If it were a low-level monk, he would be prone to crawl on the ground, unable to move.

    And when the white-winged tiger disappeared into the distant sky, Song Yang looked slightly puzzled and said, "Hey, that's not right, I just saw someone sitting on the back of the white-winged tiger."

    "Impossible, the White-winged Tiger has the most arrogant and fierce character. Even for a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator, it is extremely difficult to subdue the White-winged Tiger. You must have been dazzled just now."

    The stocky Jindan elder shook his head. Even in a place like the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, which specializes in driving monsters, wanting to subdue a strong monster like the White Winged Tiger is no less than a fantasy.

    "Well, maybe I was too nervous, so I made a mistake."

    Song Yang nodded and focused his gaze on the young Marquis. His expression became ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Run, keep running. Did you deliberately run in the direction of the White Winged Tiger just now to kill us?"

    "Haha, they are just two lackeys. If I can reach the golden elixir stage, I can crush you to death even with my fingers."

    The young Marquis was covered in scars, his breathing was heavy, and his face looked desperate. The injuries he received were a bit too serious. Even at his peak, there was no chance of survival when faced with the pursuit of two Golden Core monks.  , let alone now.

    And at this moment, the young Marquis's eyes suddenly widened. He looked behind Song Yang, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

    "Pretend to be a ghost."

    Song Yang saw the look in Young Marquis¡¯s eyes and sneered disdainfully, but when he saw the equally dull look in Elder Jindan¡¯s eyes beside him, he frowned slightly.

    "Is there really something terrifying behind me?"

    Thinking of this, Song Yang was just about to turn his head when a powerful roar suddenly rang out, causing him to feel a chill rising from the Tianling Gai. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and stood there blankly.

    "Bai Baiyihu is back, and there's someone sitting on it."

    The short and stocky Jindan elder looked at Zhao Dabao on the white-winged tiger, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. When he spoke, his body was shaking violently.

    Although Song Yang did not look back, the huge pressure behind him had already proved the identity of the person who came. Only those in the Nascent Soul stage could release such terrifying power.

    And this is the outskirts of Qianling Sect. Apart from the white-winged tiger that just flew over, what other existence can release such terrifying power.

    "My lord Ancestor Huangfu is still in seclusion. I don't know why you are here. I can tell you something important."

    Song Yang turned his head with some difficulty and looked at Zhao Dabao, who was sitting on the white-winged tiger, with a smile that was even uglier than crying.

    Although I don¡¯t know what the adult in front of me is up to, the existence that can subdue the White Winged Tiger is definitely not something I can figure out. Now I can only take out the ancestor Huangfu and see if I can get a chance of survival.

    Zhao Dabao didn¡¯t even look at Song Yang. Instead, he focused his gaze on the little Marquis and said slowly, ¡°Little Marquis, I didn¡¯t expect to meet you here.¡±

    His voice was calm, but in Song Yang's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, making his whole bodyThe magical weapon of communication.

    Song Yang and the short and stocky Jindan elder didn't even utter a scream, and were directly smashed into pulp by the gilded stick of a hundred feet. Zhao Dabao didn't stop for much, and rode the white-winged tiger directly towards Qian Qian.  Ling Zong rushed over in the direction of his cave.

    The young Marquis was slumped on the ground, with an expression of lingering fear on his face. If Zhao Dabao hadn't arrived in time, he might have died here today.  But what shocked him even more was that Zhao Dabao's strength seemed to have increased so much after not seeing him for a short period of time.

    The gap between the two is already like a chasm, insurmountable.

    In the Qianling Sect, in front of the Wuming Cave, the red-faced formation master was constantly dismantling the defensive formations. The true appearance of the cave in front of him was gradually revealed.

    If nothing unexpected happens, it only takes a stick of incense to unravel all the formations in front of him.

    Jian Qi, who was rushing aside, had a cruel smile on his face. He was already thinking about how to deal with the two slaves in the cave. At this moment, an earth-shattering bombardment sounded, causing the entire Qianling Mountains to be shaken.  The entire sect was shaken, as if it had just experienced a major earthquake.

    "This is the sect's formation being forcibly broken through. Who is it? How dare you take the initiative to attack our Qianling Sect's mountain gate formation." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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