Chapter 467: Broken White Tiger

Divine soul instinctively warns, this is extremely important and strongly mysterious thing in the world of immortality.
Every cultivator attaches great importance to the instinctive warning of the soul, and dare not believe it all.
According to the records of previous sects, 70% to 80% of the spirit warnings are correct, and 20% to 30% may be wrong.
"Ancestor, did something happen again?"
The gray-haired, withered, chicken-skinned old man nearest the Golden Tiger ancestor asked cautiously.
The sect was attacked, and all the monks who had been closed to death were immediately alarmed. The old man was one of them. He dared to ask this question because of his blood relationship being the closest to the Golden Tiger ancestor.
The ancestor of the Golden Tiger didn't reply for a while, and with the help of the sect sect, he scanned the besieged figures over and over again, not letting go of every detail.
Suddenly, his eyes were on the busy King Lab players near the big formation, casting all kinds of magic spells with no power at all.
Not one or two, there are all around a large array of tens of miles.
Here is the most unusual point.
Moreover, as the attention shifted here, the ancestor of the Golden Tiger also discovered that the attack frequency and speed of the opponent's eight-bit infant-level combat power were fully compatible with these condensed cultivators like ants.
It's like a mosquito commanding an elephant, it's incredible.
"Mingyu!"
After pondering for a long time, the ancestor of the Golden Tiger said: "You take ten people out and kill those Condensed Realm cultivators outside the big formation."
"Ancestor, this..."
The withered old man and many golden core realms showed fear and couldn't believe it.
There are eight or eight Yuan Ying-level powerhouses outside. What is the difference between these little shrimps going out now and looking for death?
"Huh? You don't want to?"
The ancestor of the Golden Tiger had a cold expression and directly clicked on ten golden core cultivators including Mingyu. The Nascent Soul's divine consciousness was linked to a large array, and a terrifying pressure of freezing space fell: "Do you want to resist life?"
The majesty of the Yuan Ying monk cannot be violated, even the Yuan Ying monk who has lost his body.
If these ten people are stubborn, he doesn't mind killing them all now.
What is the use of low-level monks if they can't keep allegiance to high-level monks? What is the value of living in the world?
The cold killing intent radiated, causing all the Golden Core Realm cultivators to shiver.
"I dare not wait, I will follow the ancestor's order."
The withered old man and the nine golden cores around him showed bitterness and respectfully responded.
"Well, go ahead."
The ancestor Jinhu's complexion became milder: "When you come back, I will celebrate your achievements, and the Secret Library of the Zongmen will let you choose three treasures."
"Yes!"
The skinny old man and the others took a trace of fiery gaze, and did not dare to linger in the gaze of the golden tiger ancestor, turning into ten rays of light and flying towards the sky.
Attacks outside the big formation are still tepid, and since they don't pursue speed, many Yuan Ying-level combat powers consume little mana.
"The thirty-fourth tentative attack begins."
The city in the sky shook, and a large lightsaber that pierced the space blasted above the ocean of silver light, setting off a bigger wave, but nothing happened.
The players recording the data are busy, and the work is nearing completion.
Feng An in the Thunder Realm suddenly changed his expression, revealing a sneer.
A slightly brighter light within the silver white domain that has been suppressed by the four major domains appeared on the edge of the domain, and it seemed to be rushing toward the edge by coincidence.
"kill!"
More than ten Golden Core cultivators such as the withered old man suddenly appeared, and various magic weapons such as small swords, flying knives, and jade bells were all out, and they exploded with all their strength to hit a dozen players close at hand.
Then, without looking at the result, he flew madly into the Baihuzong formation.
Tian Mu and other players in the Blood Sea Lab glanced at their attacks, ignored them, and continued to observe the data of the formation changes.
"Brother Feng, look at past friendships..."
The withered old man who flees frantically has a flash of thunder, and the surrounding space freezes so hard that he can't help shouting sadly.
The thunder light did not stay, and 20 thunder spears came out during the suppression of the domain, exploding the attack of these ten golden core monks and their bodies into powder and disappeared.
"The final test is complete, please prepare for each unit."
A wave of divine consciousness spread to all friendly units on the battlefield.
Tian Tianmu and other laboratory members put away their detection spells and special detection tools, turned them into light and shadow and flew back to their mothership.
The ten golden core monks who hadn't cared about death, the ancestors of the Golden Tiger, their panic suddenly reached its climax.
"Node No. 282." Yuan Qianjun's words were clearly conveyed to Taring Lirina's intelligent core.
"Node No. 13."
"Node 82."
...
The aura around the world suddenly burst like never before, and all the Nascent Soul-level combat powers move together, the situation is violent, and the power is more than ten times stronger than the previous attacks without rush.
"Quick! Input all the mana into the formation."
A heavy death threat struck, and the ancestor of the golden tiger screamed frantically.
The great formation swallowed the spiritual energy reserve and even the monk's mana, and the silver light realm brightened for a few more points, and then the stars in the sky rose, and the white tiger star with endless evil spirit roared into the sky.
The Sky City swung a huge red sword on the marked array node. At the same time, the black wooden ship magic weapon also launched an attack, blasting at another seemingly irrelevant place.
The realms of the four primordial infant monks were all violent and broke out desperately. The Thunder Emperor phantom, condensing most of the terrifying dragon breath in the green poison realm, the black-grey big axe condensed into a giant axe, and the blood faith of singing the hymn All the rays of light in the realm gathered on the wings of the blood angel and the long sword in his hand.
Murder is unlimited. All attacks are simultaneously hit on each node calculated by the nine kings and their large-scale laboratory, which has extremely stringent requirements for attack intensity, timing, and location.
The world fell silent, and the aura seemed to stop circulating.
"Do not……"
The ancestor of the Golden Tiger found in horror that the mighty silver light domain and the white tiger star monarch it had formed suddenly stopped moving.
The surrounding aura and formation solidified, everything, even the hole cards that were about to explode, could not move.
The Heavenly Demon Domain spread out, and the turbulent demon energy quickly spread. A phantom of the Demon God with a disheveled hair appeared in the Demon Energy Domain, and the thick black Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand chopped down.
At the same time, the mana of the 50,000 army of the SAARC first gathered on their respective kings, and then eight torrents of mana poured into the hands of a young man in a black robes in the sky, frantically expanding the blood sea sword area around him.
"cut!"
Zhao Shi's divine consciousness controls tens of thousands of nodes on the Internet like a spider web, connecting their mana into a crimson like blood, suppressing the sky-wide sword energy that crushes the space.
boom!
The solidified Baihu Xingjun suddenly shattered under the joint attack of a sword and a halberd.
Endless evil spirits, the endless silver light realm collapsed, revealing the many monks densely packed like ants in the White Tiger Sect, as well as the golden cores who vomit blood.
The Golden Tiger ancestor has long since disappeared, and he has disappeared in which secret teleportation formation.
The White Tiger Gengjin Killing Array built on the spiritual veins has not damaged its base, and its energy has not been exhausted. The silver light like white mist rises from the ground, wanting to form a large array again.
It's just that it's useless and was suppressed by Zhao Shi and the others.
"How dare you beast! Stop it!"
As Zhao Shi and the others were clearing the formation, there were two loud roars from the horizon, an aura that was not much inferior to the previous formation quickly approached, carrying a hatred of skyrocketing.
The player's coalition was not in chaos, and instead attacked to the rear.