C958 White tiger bloodline
C958 White tiger bloodline
In the next moment, purple lightning bolts struck out, as though ten thousand swords had appeared at the same time. The air was instantly penetrated, and wherever the Thunder Rule moved about wantonly in the air, the space was instantly reduced to ruins.
White Saint released a low growl, he suddenly took a step forward, causing the entire world to tremble. A terrifying killing intent exploded out from his body, as though he had transformed into a terrifying light curtain, it was extremely sturdy, when the lightning slashed onto it, it was unable to shatter it.
"The fusion of earth and Demon Rules!" The crowd was filled with amazement. It seemed that the White Sage had an extraordinary talent as well. There weren't many people who could fuse together two different types of natural laws and reach this level.
Chu Feng's gaze became serious as he looked at Qin Xuan, who was holding onto the Sobbing Sky Sword, and once again brandishing it out, revealing a light rhythm to it. He looked extremely relaxed, as though Qin Xuan was not fighting, but dancing with his sword.
When the White Saint saw the indifferent look on Qin Xuan's face, his expression darkened even more.
"Roar!"
The White Saint's body suddenly shot out, spanning across the Endless Space, and directly landed in front of Qin Xuan. He lifted his palm and blasted out a holy tiger print, as though it was an ancient seal that covered the sky, containing an unknown amount of terrifying power.
Not only that, Bai Sheng had also comprehended a wisp of the spatial laws, which when fused with the palm print, its power would increase exponentially!
Qin Xuan's face changed slightly, his entire body lit up with a silver white light, he felt his heart twitch violently, as though he was being held tightly by a pair of invisible big hands, the flow of the Genuine Essence inside his body slowed down, as though his body was being crushed.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, an extremely sharp Sword Intent erupted from his body, transforming into a bright sword aura. It seemed to want to cut everything down, and actually broke through the silver white light, and disappeared after that.
The expression on the face of the White Saint stiffened. The sword had actually broken apart? Did he really think that things would end just like this?
He once again raised his palm and slapped it towards Qin Xuan's body. His speed was at least several times faster than before and he did not want to give Qin Xuan the slightest opportunity to prepare.
The terrifying palm print penetrated through space and actually formed an extremely strong spirit energy storm with incomparable sharpness. It whistled towards Qin Xuan's body, as if it wanted to penetrate his body.
Qin Xuan stepped forward, feeling that it was difficult to move. The White Saint's palm print contained a spatial ability, and it was extremely tyrannical. It sealed the entire space, so unless he released a power stronger than himself, it was impossible to avoid it, and could only resist.
"Although your talent is outstanding, under the huge gap between their realms, your talent still cannot be truly released. It will be difficult to escape death today. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being too conceited!"
The voice of the White Saint came from the void, omnipresent, filled with a cold and detached feeling, as if it wanted to break Qin Xuan's heart.
However, on the road here, Qin Xuan had met many strong enemies, and even when he was facing Chu Feng, he did not show the slightest bit of fear.
"You're thinking too much." Qin Xuan replied indifferently, even if it could not be broken, could it be that the palm print could do nothing to him?
"Aooo!"
A dragon cry came out, followed by a scene that shocked countless of people. Qin Xuan's body had a golden dragon silhouette rising straight, the pressure was monstrous, like a real ancient dragon, it caused people's hearts to palpitate and their bodies to tremble.
The Dragon Shadow's huge body rushed towards the palm, the palm print struck the Dragon Shadow and it shook violently, after that, the Dragon Shadow's body was smashed into pieces, but the palm print's power had also decreased by a lot, hitting Qin Xuan's body, and was not even able to break Qin Xuan's defense.
"Is this the power you're so proud of?" Qin Xuan indifferently swept a glance at Bai Sheng, his eyes carrying a look of contempt.
The White Sage had previously said that the disparity in strength between the two of them was unsurpassable. Yet, that earlier attack had been easily blocked by him. This was undoubtedly a slap to his face.
The White Saint's face stiffened. This bastard actually managed to block it again.
"I will kill you!" At this moment, the tiger shaped totem tattoo on his forehead was glowing with an extremely strong and resplendent light. The aura around his body was also unceasingly rising and his aura was gradually changing as well, with an additional hint of the aura of a king. It was as though he was transforming into the king of demons, suppressing the Heavens.
"The White Saint is about to use the strength of bloodline!"
"White Saint is the White Tiger Sacred Body and inherited the power of heaven and earth. His bloodline is much stronger than ordinary White Tiger Clan of Tianguang s, and he can explode with power that is several times stronger than his own. I'm afraid even people from the Fifth Level of Origin Emperor Stage might not be able to stop him!"
Many people revealed worried looks, actually worried about Qin Xuan's safety. If he died in the hands of the White Saint, then it could be said that the heavens were jealous of all the heroes, and in all the years in Tianxuan Nine Domains, there had never been such a monstrous person.
"It will definitely be fine." Xuanyuan Potian said confidently, although he looked calm, his hands were clenched tightly, revealing the nervousness in his heart.
Obviously, he was still a little worried for Qin Xuan. Against the White Saint who had activated his strength of bloodline, Qin Xuan could be said to be fighting a battle that had exceeded five realms. This was simply too shocking.
At this time, the expressions of the nine people on the nine mountain peaks in the center were somewhat heavy. Chu Feng's gaze was still fixed on Qin Xuan, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
He believed that the person who defeated him at the same level was no ordinary figure.
However, Mo Lishang's face was calm, as if he did not care about the outcome at all.
In fact, he wasn't completely confident in Qin Xuan, but if Qin Xuan really wasn't his match in the end, he would definitely make his move. He would never let Bai Sheng really kill Qin Xuan, even if it would cause him to lose his trust in the world.
Ling Tian stared at the white clothed figure that stood proudly in the air as a glint of light flashed across his face. Amongst the nine people, other than Mo Lishang, he had the most understanding towards Qin Xuan.
He was well aware that the strength of this youth, who seemed to have a low realm, was absolutely beyond everyone's imagination.
Qingyun, she was not mistaken.
Huo Yaoyi looked at Qin Xuan, her beautiful and charming eyes flickered, thinking about something unknown.
Boom!
Abruptly, an earth-shaking explosion rang out from the location of White Saint. He had grown taller, and his eyes were filled with a wild and tyrannical aura. He truly had the aura of a Monster King.
And around White Saint's body, wisps of bright silver light lingered. It was dazzling, as if a thick barrier had formed. It gave off the feeling that this was the world's most solid defense, indestructible and indestructible.