Chapter 145: : White Tiger Gate

Chapter 145: The head of the White Tiger Gate.
"Hey..."
The sword rang, the sound was like a thunder, and the horrible power of the whistling cave was whistling.
"This is a symbol, it is a symbol!"
Du Shaozhen was shocked. This sword, which was called "killing" by the second brother, turned out to be a token.
In general, it is difficult for some of the spiritual practitioners to possess a weapon, and this sword is actually the point of the symbol, and it is stronger than the spirit.
"Good knife!"
Du Yunlong was overjoyed. His original sword was shaken by the enemy. At this moment, the ‘killing’ was like preparing for him.
The sword at the level of the symbol, that is worth the price, if it is passed out, let alone let the city of Lanling boil, even the entire empire is afraid to be shaken.
Having a weapon level of weapons is also enough to make a lot of strength.
"Blood to the Lord."
Du Yunlong's handprints condensed, and there was blood in his fingertips dripping into the ‘killing’ knife. The rune on the knife suddenly became more and more violent, and the horrible power spread, gradually calming down.
"Receive!"
After a strange handprint condensed, the large rune fell on the 'killing'. After the last handprint of Du Yunlong condensed, the seven-foot sword was turned into a rune stream, and it was directly swept. Du Yunlong’s palm is missing.
It’s not surprising that Du Shaozhen saw this scene. The weapons at the level of the spirits are no longer needed to be collected in the Qiankun bag. The weapons at the level of the spirit can be absorbed into the gods and nourished with the mysterious spirit, just like the mysterious nourishment of the muscles and muscles of the body and the limbs.
The weapons that have been nourished by Xuanqi will become more and more integrated with the masters. They are generally used as part of the body, and even after being nourished in the gods, they have the opportunity to advance the spirits.
"Hey!"
With the killing of the knife by Du Yunlong, the middle-aged bones sitting on the knees suddenly heard the sound of snoring, and then turned into powder in the eyes of Du Shaozhen and Du Yunlong.
"Dust is dust, soil is returned to the earth, so good. I have to inherit and stay with my predecessors. It is your disciple. The disciple should have buried the remains for Master."
Du Yunlong said, and then buried the middle-aged tibia powder in the thick sand dust. After the final ceremony, he turned and said to Du Shaoqi: "Three brothers, let's go!"
"Yep……"
Du Shaoqi nodded, and the two immediately left the cave. When the two left the cave, Du Shaozhen and Du Yunlong did not notice that the whole cave had somehow started to shake gently. The crack on the surface of the stone wall was quite a lot. Small cracks.
Beyond the cave, dozens of figures stand in the air, and all eyes are looking at the sky.
I saw the mid-air at this time, a strong man with a tiger-backed waist wrapped around the dazzling rune energy, and the mysterious surging, like a storm sweeping away.
In front of the strong man with the tiger's back, a huge flying tiger with more than 20 feet was hovering, and the horrible atmosphere swept the sky, making it fascinating.
"call!"
The tiger with the tiger's back is taking a deep breath, and his eyes are fixed on the king's scales and tigers hovering in front. This is a mastery of the mysterious level of the king's scales, but it is stronger than the strength of his imagination. Many, his spirits are full of layers and can't be a time.
"Roar!"
The king's scales are roaring, and the eyes of the tiger are staring at the big man's body, suddenly flapping their wings, sweeping with the storm, the pale golden runes on the wings are surging, the body is lightning-like, and the space of the horrible breath bursts. A lot of low and dull sounds, and instantly came to the front of the tiger's back.
"This king scale demon tiger is so strong!"
The eyes of the tiger's waist and the waist of the bears flashed strangely, and then the palms suddenly bent and clenched their fists. The figure was a void, and a boxing was suddenly wrapped with Xuanqi's undulations, with a series of afterimages, and then it appeared in the king's scales. In front of the tiger.
Wang Tien's huge body swooped down, a huge tiger claw tearing space, wrapped with pale gold light, also directly hit the former's fist.
"Oh la la!"
The two figures suddenly stagnate in the air, under the fierce force, the tiger's back and the waist of the big man's body were shaken back a few steps before they completely resisted the terrorist power on the tiger's claw.
However, the huge tiger body of the king-scale demon tiger was immediately retreat after the earthquake, and the two wings fluttered, but even if it stabilized the body, with the spiritual level of the spiritual level, it directly resisted the tiger’s back and the waist of the Han Dynasty. A perfect level of cultivation.
"This king-scale demon tiger is so strong that it can counter the head!"
In the air, dozens of figures are discolored, and the strength of the king's scales is absolutely terrifying.
"It seems that you have to work hard to deal with this scorpion!"
The tiger's back bears the waist and the big man's eyes are light, the body's majestic sighs are surging, and the energy around the sky and the sky is suddenly fluctuating, and the momentum is flourishing. Then everyone in the sky is empty: "All the spirits are repaired, take the shot together, first take this Wang scales demon tiger!"
"Yes!"
Among the dozens of people in the sky, the four veins of the spiritual repairers suddenly vacated, three old men and a middle-aged woman surrounded by the side of the king's scales, a pulse of the other side, a veined mysterious, The two veins first appeared, and the four breaths surged, which made the king's scales suddenly fall into the siege.
"Roar!"
The king-scale demon tiger roars, the horrible atmosphere erupts, making a temperament, fierce inexplicable!
"Hands!"
The three old men and the middle-aged woman directly joined the attack and went to the king's scales. The four energies plucked out, the runes spread and spread, and they all shrouded the king's scales.
"Booming!"
The king-scale demon tiger its wings and brings out the rolling storm. Above the wings, the pale gold runes plunder, and the violent force erupts, directly destroying the attacks of the four veins.
"孽畜!"
The big man of the tiger's back bears the ghost body and appears behind the king's scales, and a fist-printing light column suddenly plucks out, with a low muffled sound, and then falls on the back of the king-scale demon tiger.
"Hey!"
The low sound of the sound bursts like a firecracker in the air, and the shadow of the light column falls on the giant back scales of the king's scales. Under the impact of the giant force, the huge body of the king's scales is also crushed down. ......
Outside the cave, the two figures swiftly rushed out, and a purple robe figure was like lightning, directly rushing into the dozens of people.
"Be careful, someone in the cave is out!"
Someone suddenly screamed out loud. Although the strengths of these dozens of people have not yet had a spiritual path, they are all good people.
"Hey..."
Only when the voice in the crowd has not yet fallen, the low sound of the sound is immediately resounding, and then the figure of the road is directly blasted by the giant force, it is difficult to compete, and the crowd is in chaos.
In the air, the king's body is falling over ten meters, and the wings are swiftly stabilized.
"Who dares to attack, find death!"
The tiger-backed bear is trying to continue to attack the king-scale demon tiger. He also found the change of the sky, and the look suddenly condensed, and the figure suddenly swooped down like a lightning bolt.
"Hey..."
The low dullness rang continuously, and a purple robe figure was covered with pale golden light. When it passed, it was strong and crushed, and it appeared at a very fast speed in front of a tall young man.
"Du Shaozhen..."
Jianshuo youth is not someone else. It is Bai Humen who is less than the head of the army. At this moment, looking at the purple robe figure in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed.
"Yes, it's me!"
The low voice took a bit of chill, and Du Shaoqi directly shot it with a punch.
"Your strength?... seems to have increased!..."
He Jun can feel the breath of Du Shaoqi at this moment. Compared with the original, he has to be forced to a step, his face has changed greatly, and a fist print has wrapped up his mysterious spirit.
"boom!"
Two fists collided together, and the muffled loud and loud presence came out. A powerful storm of force suddenly swept out, the rocky ground cracked, and the cracks spread like spider webs.
"Oh!"
The body of He Jun also flew away like a kite with a big broken line, and then fell heavily on the rock a dozen meters away. The blood in his mouth could not help but spurt out.
"Dare to hurt me, find death!"
A gloomy scream came out from behind Du Shaoyan, and the figure of a tiger's back was directly flashed toward Du Shaoqi.
Du Shaozhen’s eyes gleamed in a sharp and sultry color. The figure quickly reached the side of He Jun who fell to the ground. The five fingers bent into claws and suddenly buckled on He Jun’s throat.
You dare to step forward, congratulate The army is dead!"
The figure of the tiger's back bear was quickly falling on the ground, looking at the front, the face was gloomy and embarrassing, but I really didn't dare to shoot.
"Less heads..."
The eyes of the road fell on He Jun’s body, and his face changed greatly. Then the eyes of the road fell on Du Shaozhen’s body.
"The third child."
Du Yunlong also came to Du Shaoxuan's side, and also carried a big man with a pulse of the other side of the bank. He whispered: "These are the strongest of Baihumen. The front is the white tiger door. He is famous in the whole city of Lanling. The top powerhouse."
Du Shaoqi lifted He Jun, and the five fingers were always on the throat of He Jun. His eyes swept over the people around him. Finally, he fell on the big man with the tiger's back. He saw that the appearance of the big man was similar to He Jun. Du Shaozhen’s heart has long guessed the identity of this person.
"Kid, who are you, let me down, everything is fine."
He Li looked at Du Shaoqi and Du Yunlong, and his look was very unsightly. In the land of Lanling Prefecture, no one ever dared to threaten him.
"My name is Du Shaoqi. Not long ago, I hit your son once. This is the second time."
Du Shaoxuan witnessed the power of the force, and the breath of the swing from the body of the tiger's back was so ridiculous that Du Shaoqi was in the heart. This person is very strong, although he has not reached the point of the Thunder and the Daddy, but it is absolutely Strong.