As soon as the white tiger enters chaos, its body becomes only about a meter in size.

The chaotic air flow is endless, and it can easily corrode and assimilate any non-chaotic thing. When the prehistoric creatures enter chaos, the larger the body size, the larger the contact surface with the chaos, and more mana is needed to resist the corrosion of the chaotic air flow. The white tiger will naturally not be so wise. When fighting against the enemy, it will have to distribute so much mana to maintain its body.

The body of the Daluo Golden Immortal is already formed, and even if it is impossible to absorb spiritual energy from the chaos, it will not hinder their struggle.

The White Tiger's spiritual consciousness instantly covered a radius of thousands of miles, with no chaos up and down, no left and right, no space, and no time appeared, but the White Tiger still determined the position of himself and the enemy from the extension of the spiritual consciousness.

A white bead flew out instantly and hit the head of the Eastern Prince the next moment.

The King of the East raised Panlong and turned his heads, and with a "boom", he resisted the white beads' smash. The huge power caused the King of the East to retreat thousands of miles in an instant.

As soon as he stopped, a white gold tiger claw was swung over behind him. The Eastern Prince seemed to be ready. Panlong turned his head back and resisted the white tiger's sharp claws. The huge force hit the Eastern Prince again.

The prince of the East had no joy or worries on his face. A dragon turned his head and flew up and down, dissolving all the attacks of the White Tiger one by one without any harm.

After the White Tiger warmed up, she suddenly screamed and the sound waves vibrated, instantly clearing the airflow of thousands of miles in chaos, revealing a void hole.

The endless platinum aura suddenly filled in, wrapping the Dongwanggong inside.

The East Prince showed a chuckling on his face. He raised his right hand with a double head. A black dragon suddenly swam out of the Panlong's double head. He turned around and the huge dragon body protected the East Prince, and even a trace of platinum aura could not be eroded in.

The black dragon has both head and tail, complete limbs, and shiny black scales resist the cutting of all the platinum aura. The black and white are inspiring each other and burst out with brilliant white flames.

This black dragon is not a real thing, but a magic carried by the double-headed spiritual treasure of Panlong. He is not afraid of the Western platinum aura emitted by the white tiger. He opened his mouth and swallowed a large mouthful of platinum aura. The law turned into energy and continued to make up for the consumption of scales.

The White Tiger is not discouraged at all. The White Tiger clan is similar to the three innate tribes. It has both magic and martial arts cultivation, strong magic power, and extremely strong physical body.

The tiger body, about a meter long, flashed and appeared at the position of the black dragon's dragon head, and grabbed it with one tiger's claw.

This power has reached a certain level, and all the mana rules have been destroyed. The dragon head condensed by the spell rules is like a watermelon being smashed by an iron hammer, scattering into countless black energy, scattering in the void.

The void here is controlled by the white tiger, and the unowned energy is automatically absorbed by the platinum qi, turning into sharp energy, entangling the headless black dragon body.

The black dragon's body slowly faded, then dissipated with a bang, but suddenly shrank, and the remaining energy returned to the crutch of the Eastern Prince. A white dragon swam out again, continuing to compete with the platinum energy.

Baihu laughed and said, "Dongwang, you will be beaten, won't you fight back? Such a battle is not enough."

The White Tiger clan is known as the strongest race among the three clans. It is not that the White Tiger is worse than the Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin. The White Tiger clan cannot compare with the Three clans, but because its clan members are much smaller than the Three clans and there is no numerical advantage.

A single white tiger is no less than any dragon, phoenix and unicorn. It is a person with strong body, strong magic power, and proficient Taoism.

Moreover, the White Tiger clan experienced the battle of ferocious beasts and the battle of three tribes. The remaining White Tigers are all people with rich combat experience and are born to fight mad.

Seeing the way of playing with the Lord Dong swallowing water slowly, I naturally looked down on it.

The King of the East smiled gently and said, "As you wish!"

A gorgeous sword light flew out faster than thinking, stabbing the white tiger's eyebrows.

The white tiger was startled, and his eyebrows were lit up, and he instantly fixed the flying sword. The flying sword paused, turned and disappeared, and the next moment it reached the white tiger's abdomen.

The white tiger roared, and the space suddenly broke. The flying sword swept past the white tiger. The white tiger changed the trajectory space of the flying sword, but did not stab the white tiger at all.

Baihu laughed and said, "It's interesting, this flying sword is good, you can also take my knife."

The Eastern Prince frowned and opened his mouth. A flying knife flew out quickly. The white tiger's flying knife passed through the space protected by the white dragon in front of the Eastern Prince and directly reached the Eastern Prince's body, trying to kill the Eastern Prince from the inside.

The King of the East was naturally not afraid. As soon as the space inside his body was changed, he replaced the flying knife.

The white tiger laughed, its body flashed, its tiger claws waved, and a "sting" sounded, leaving a huge gap on the white dragon's body, and a white bead flashed and smashed towards the head of the Eastern Prince.

The Dongwanggong stood firmly, and Panlong waved his head, knocked the white beads open, swung his tail, and flew away the flying knife that was slashing from behind.

Hundreds of years have passed without realizing it.

The King of the East thought silently, and the time for the plan was almost up. With a clear shout, the endless purple aura spread, instantly completely wrapped around the white tiger's Western platinum aura.

In the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, all the cultivation level of the Daluo peak was revealed with one foot. Endless chaos was spread out, and the endless void was controlled by the Eastern Prince. The Eastern Prince, who had been passive, turned around instantly and seized the initiative.

The King of the East waved his hand, and Panlong detached his heads, and the power of the best spiritual treasure was revealed. The magical ban grabbed the White Tiger, and in one flash, smashed the endless void and attacked the White Tiger without any hesitation.

"Ao!"

The white tiger's extremely powerful body was smashed to pieces, and the huge physical pain was not as good as the white tiger's infinite surprise, looking at the Eastern Prince in horror...

In several other places in the prehistoric world, fierce battles were also taking place. The white tigers had already felt the strong malice of the Penglai Purple Mansion. They fought with all their might, thinking of resolving the enemy as soon as possible and returning to the prehistoric world to protect their tribesmen.

But Penglai Purple Mansion is prepared and has the intention to attack or not, how can the White Tiger Clan get a advantage?

The Eastern Prince and the Western Queen Mother each obtained three medium-grade spiritual treasures in the Bianbaoyan, and they all generously equipped their Daluo Daozun.

At this moment, the five envoys of Penglai, relying on their mid-stage cultivation, commanded the middle-grade spiritual treasure, and dealt with the White Tiger Elder without any haste and slowness, and gained the initiative in the battle step by step.

The war took place in the holy land of the White Tiger clan, and the initiative on the battlefield was held in the hands of Penglai Purple Mansion. If you want to fight, you can go.

The six major Daluo of the White Tiger Clan could only obediently stare at the Daluo Golden Immortal in Penglai Purple Palace. If the battle was extended to Baihu Mountain, the White Tiger Clan would be destroyed after this battle.

The elders actually thought that the Penglai Purple Mansion had not only the six Great Luo Jinxians in front of them, but also five Great Luo Jinxians who did not show up.

Endless regret has begun to arise in the hearts of these arrogant white tigers, but they have no choice but to hope to defeat the enemy in front of them and then turn back to rescue the tribe members who may be captured.

As for the tribe members who may be killed, they can no longer care about so many.

For Penglai Purple Mansion, in this battle, due to the carelessness of the White Tiger clan and the gap in strength between the two sides, Penglai Purple Mansion has won from the beginning. Now what you want is to win the atmosphere and win the beauty, and not to cause any damage.

In the eyes of Baihu Mountain and countless other White Tiger tribe members, the six ancestors are gone and they will never return. Countless enemies descend from the sky. The adult White Tigers roared and ascended to the sky to face the enemy, and defeated the White Tiger tribe's base camp in a mess.

The old and weak white tigers protected the weak white tiger cubs and hid in hiding all day long, and then they were found one by one. The old and weak white tigers were beaten to death, and they had cramps and bones. However, the little white tiger was caught by Taoists and trained to become mounts, or mountain-protecting beasts, and they would never be able to turn over in their entire lives.
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