Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

As soon as the green-robed old man appeared, all the Bixiao Sect monks in the barrier, including the headmaster, shouted in unison with respectful faces: "Greetings to Patriarch Yuming!!"

Ancestor Yuming waved his hand, but his expression was a bit sad. He raised his head to look at the condescending White Tiger Saint King, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that because of a trace of kindness in the past, you actually let the tiger return to the mountain. You actually took this step. shackles!"

"Good thoughts?"

The White Tiger Saint King sneered when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "What a kind thought!"

"In the past, in order to prevent me from returning to Shiwan Mountain, you did not hesitate to ambush me nine times. Unfortunately, I was able to survive all nine ambush attempts, and even killed a few people in return!"

"In the end, it became the kind thought you said?"

"Hahahaha...it's so ridiculous!"

"Originally, I thought that you, Jade Ming Sword Master, were a little different from other old bastards. After all, you are a swordsman, so you should be an upright person!

Now it seems that they are just the same raccoons, hypocrites! "

"If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died in your hands!"

The White Tiger Holy King sneered, his expression indifferent, but his voice changed and he said: "Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered an event from the past."

"When she ascended thousands of years ago, several Yuanying old monsters secretly tried to sabotage her ascension, but unfortunately they were all scared away in the end. I didn't know who it was at that time, but now I think it must be an old guy like you too. ?!”

"Bai Xiaosu, you don't understand what the so-called ascension is at all. Everything we do is for the safety of hundreds of millions of monks in the world!" Ancestor Yuming spoke in a deep voice, but did not deny it.

"For the safety of the world here?"

"What a righteous and awe-inspiring person!"

"To call you hypocritical is to think too highly of you!"

"A bunch of hypocrites, they just want to steal what she left behind. It's a pity that you failed in the end!"

"The cause of the past is the result of today. Your Yuming old man's cultivation has come to an end in this life!"

The Holy King of White Tiger snorted coldly and raised his hand to grab him.

With one hand stretched out, the sky and earth were suddenly filled with wind and clouds. His palm swelled in the wind, and instantly turned into a giant palm covering the sky, completely covering the entire mountain gate of Bixiao Sect below!

This magical power made Mo Fan stare.

"Bai Xiaosu, you are a living creature of Jiuzhou in vain. We have done everything selflessly, but you take revenge for selfish reasons. Beasts are just beasts after all, and they cannot reach the level of elegance!!"

Patriarch Yuming was furious and did not dodge at all, but his sword intent was blazing all over his body and was rising continuously.

boom!

In an instant, a pillar of light as black as ink shot up into the sky, completely submerging Patriarch Yuming's body!

This is the vision produced by the concentration of sword intent to the extreme. It represents that the sword intent attainments of Patriarch Yu Ming are all blooming at this moment!

"What do the creatures of Jiuzhou have to do with me!"

"The billions of monks in the world have nothing to do with me!!"

"I am Bai Xiaosu, and I am her Bai Xiaosu alone. Anyone who dares to be her enemy will be killed by me!"

"You old Yuming guy is just the first one, not the last one!!"

The Holy King of White Tiger roared in anger, the sound shook the world, and the shadow of a white tiger suddenly appeared behind him.

The white tiger was so huge that it was almost as high as the sky and the earth. At this moment, as the White Tiger Saint King was furious, he opened his mouth and let out a terrifying tiger roar!

Om-! !

The elephant is invisible, and the sound is loud.

At this moment, Mo Fan's ears fell into complete silence, and he could only see waves of ripples erupting in the space below, as if a huge boulder was suddenly thrown down on the calm water, making it look turbulent.

boo——

A soft sound broke the silence, and Bixiao Sect's so-called mountain-protecting formation exploded at this moment!

It was actually broken open by a roar of a tiger!

Along with the explosion of the formation barrier, there were countless disciples of the Bixiao Sect within it.

Whether they were disciples in the Qi refining stage or in the foundation building stage, they all exploded and died at this moment!

Only the five monks in the Dan Formation Stage were pale and had blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths. However, they were not dead, but they were also seriously injured.

"Bai Xiaosu!!"

"You! Deserve! Die!!"

The heart-rending roar of Patriarch Yuming came from under the huge hand that covered the sky, and then the shocking sword intent exploded, piercing the palm of the White Tiger Saint King and turning it into a black sword. The giant sword came straight towards the White Tiger Holy King.

"Damn you!"

The Holy King of the White Tiger snorted coldly, then opened his mouth, and behind him, the upright White Tiger Faxiang also opened his mouth to a bloody mouth and sucked in suddenly!

The menacing black giant sword sank into the mouth where Bai Hu found it in an instant, and disappeared completely.

In the smoke square of the Bixiao Sect below, Patriarch Yuming stood on the bluestone, his eyes dull, his right hand made like a sword finger, pointing at the huge white tiger in the sky.

"Ancestor!!"

Upon seeing this, the five Danjie monks stepped forward and then knelt down and cried bitterly.

Because they suddenly discovered that Patriarch Yuming’s life was gone!

"Little toad, do you see it?"

"The so-called mountains of the human race are not unattainable. As long as we have faith in our hearts, let alone one big mountain, so what if there are ten or a hundred?"

The White Tiger Saint King spoke calmly, and then with a flash of his soul, he came to the front of Patriarch Yuming.

His appearance also made the five pill-forming monks glare angrily, but the next moment they were all so oppressed by the terrifying pressure of the White Tiger Holy King that they were trembling so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads.

"Yu Ming, have you ever regretted what you did in the past?"

The Holy King White Tiger looked at the corpse of Patriarch Yuming, spoke calmly, then took a step forward and passed by Yuming's corpse.

"From now on, there will be no more Bixiao Sect!"

The White Tiger Holy King's voice resounded throughout the world, and then he took one step and disappeared into the martial arts field.

At the moment when the White Tiger Saint King disappeared, the five pill-forming monks of the Bixiao Sect were also shocked, and then they lost their vitality.

One after another figures came out of their bodies, and then flew into the sky one after another, and finally disappeared into the body of the White Tiger Holy King.

"I, Bai Xiaosu, will first destroy a mountain for the demon clan!"

In mid-air, the White Tiger Holy King spoke loudly, and then pressed down with his palm!

boom -

Although they were separated by an endless distance, with the palm of the White Tiger Holy King, the entire Bixiao Sect and the mountains suddenly collapsed at this moment!

Looking at the trembling ground below, Mo Fan took a breath of cold air, although he couldn't feel the cold air at all at this time...

He was really shocked by the tyranny of the White Tiger Saint King.

I didn’t expect that it would be like what the White Tiger Holy King said before, to slaughter the sect and destroy the sect!

This is Bixiao Sect!

But the human race left one of the two mountains in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to frighten the demon race!

It’s just gone…

If he had not witnessed all this with his own eyes, Mo Fan would not believe it no matter who told it.

He didn't think that there were such terrifying creatures in this world, and he didn't think that the weak demon clan could exist in such a fierce way!

It’s hot!

It’s so hot!

When all the dust below settled, the original beautiful scenery all disappeared, replaced by an extremely huge palm print!

The palm print is dozens of miles wide, and its shape can only be seen from a high altitude. If he were standing on the ground, Mo Fan didn't think he would be able to see the entire palm print.

"Let's go and follow this saint to destroy the second mountain!"