Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 321 The white tiger is resurrected?Go, live once and kill once!
The White Tiger Sage Monarch is worrying about his own breakthrough. In his opinion, if he cannot enter the Holy Realm, then it is impossible to have the strength to deal with the Wu Clan.

Even though he is now much stronger than before, it still makes him lack confidence.

However, the White Tiger Sage Monarch didn't know that his appearance had been detected by the Wu Clan.

After the previous battle in the West Pole, Wu Yang secretly sent creatures to hide in the West Pole in order to monitor everything here.

Wu Yang knew very well that the six-eared macaque could not detect the situation in the West Pole, so he distributed these eyeliners here to serve as Wu Yang's eyes and ears.

The four-winged spirit monkey family has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and under the leadership of Yuanfeng, they quickly adapted to everything here.

After the six-eared macaque got the news, it immediately came to inform Wu Yang.

"The breath of the White Tiger Sage appeared?"

Wu Yang smiled when he heard the words. Back then, the Sage King of the Western Extremes wanted to destroy the Wu Clan, and Wu Yang never planned to let the other party go.

Now that the other party dared to show up, there was no reason for him to continue to grow.

Wu Yang got up immediately and went to the Pangu Temple to inform the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Sage Monarch of the Western Extremes is powerful, and he must not feed tigers into trouble.

When Wu Yang came to the temple, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still practicing the formation.

With the help of [Shensha Treasure Banner], the power of this divine array is even more extraordinary.

"Brother Dijiang, I got news that the White Tiger Sage has returned!"

Wu Yang bluntly told each other that the White Tiger Sage is a big threat to them, but since the other party is canonized by the Heavenly Dao, there is no way to completely erase the other party.

But the Wu Clan can wear down his strength again and again. As long as he kills the White Tiger Sage Monarch, his original strength can be greatly lost.

For the Wu Clan, this is currently the best way to weaken the White Tiger Sage Monarch.

As long as the strength of the White Tiger Sacred Monarch is continuously weakened, and in the end he is only left with the Daluo Golden Immortal, or even the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, he will no longer be able to threaten the Wu Clan.

At that time, any witch clan can kill the White Tiger Sage, so there is no need to go to war.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu heard the words and said with a smile:

"It just so happens that we have mastered the use of [Shensha Treasure Banner], now we will go to fight the White Tiger Sage Monarch!".

It is true that the Wu clan is warlike.

The ancestral witches were all full of joy, and they set off one after another.

"Let's go, kill that white tiger sage one more time!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu cheered.

A group of witch clans came in mighty force, but the White Tiger Sage King didn't know that he was approaching a catastrophe.

In the land of the West Pole, the White Tiger Sage who was practicing suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and looked towards the sky suddenly.

"Wizard!"

It was the news of Wu Yang's arrival that awakened Baihu Shengjun. Before, he was still worrying about how to find trouble with the Wu Clan. Now that the other party came to his door, he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Two horrifying lights shot out from the White Tiger Sage's eyes, and his face was full of anger and ferocity.

The Wu Clan dared to come to the door at this time, obviously to give the White Tiger Sage a good look, and the White Tiger Sage also wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of the other party!

"Damn thing, this time I will let you come and go!"

The White Tiger Sage roared angrily. The last time he thought he was attacked by the Wu Clan, it was a disastrous defeat.

Now his strength has greatly increased, even stronger than the previous sub-sage realm.

The witch clan is here now, just looking for death!
"Sage White Tiger, hurry up and die!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu yelled, his tone was arrogant and provocative, and he was unabashedly proud.

The white tiger sage roared and roared. As the sage of the West pole, he had never been so humiliated.

But now when he met the Wu Clan, he was repeatedly rejected, and the other party even dared to call on him to provoke him.

Just as the white tiger sage roared, the figures of Wu Yang and the ancestral witches had already appeared in front of the West Pole Temple.

"Witch Clan, you all deserve to die!"

The white tiger sage's eyes spewed fire, and his anger shot up into the clouds, forming a gust of evil wind in mid-air.

The boundless Qi of Gengjin gathers beside the White Tiger Sage, and the shadow of the magic sword emerges again.

This Gengjin Divine Sword was originally an extremely powerful magical technique of the White Tiger Sage Monarch, but it has completely become a joke in front of the Wu Clan.

No matter how strong the Gengjin Divine Sword is, it cannot break through the ax energy of Pangu Great God.

"Sage Lord White Tiger, you are not qualified to judge whether our witch clan deserves to die or not. On the contrary, you will die today!"

Qiangliang Patriarch Wu said proudly, they came this time to kill the White Tiger Sage, how could they let him continue to live now.

"Roar!"

The white tiger sage could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, he turned into the real body of the white tiger, swirled up the boundless evil wind, and rushed to kill him first.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been prepared for a long time, and Emperor Jiang Zuwu gave an order, and the "Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons" started again.

This time, the figure of Great God Pan Gu became more and more solid. If the Great God Pan Gu summoned in the previous "Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation" was illusory, then he looks more like a real Pan Gu now.

"cut!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches shot with all their strength, the Earth Shaking Thunder Ax flew into the hands of the Great God Pangu, and [Sixth Form of Opening the Sky] suddenly struck out.

The violent power erupted, and it fell directly on the White Tiger Sage Monarch, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"Oh!"

In this violent collision, the White Tiger Sacred Monarch was instantly sent flying.

His body hit the temple heavily, turning the entire temple into ruins.

After this blow, the White Tiger Sacred Monarch was seriously injured, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"how is this possible!"

There was an unconcealable shock in the eyes of Baihu Shengjun, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't accept everything in front of him at all.

After being beheaded by the Wu Clan last time, the White Tiger Sage Monarch was very unwilling. In his opinion, the Wu Clan killed him by luck because of a successful sneak attack.

Now that the White Tiger Sacred Monarch has returned again, with the help of the essence of destiny, his strength is even higher than before, which gives him enough confidence to destroy the witch clan in the westernmost land.

However, this was the first time they fought against each other, and he felt the strength of the Wu clan again.

The power of the "Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation" has been greatly improved!
The extent of this improvement far exceeds the improvement of the White Tiger Sage Monarch's own strength.

"cut!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't talk nonsense at all, they caught up and chopped down with an axe.

"Boom!"

The White Tiger Sacred Monarch tried his best to dodge, the blow just now had already seriously injured him, if he took another blow, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he would really be at the mercy of others.

Wu Yang smiled and said not far away:

"You can dodge the first hit, which is good, but you can't dodge in time every time!".

The White Tiger Sage Monarch has been injured, and his combat power will definitely continue to decline, and the ancestral witches will not give him any chance to breathe.

"boom!"

As Wu Yang said, after the second shot, the White Tiger Sage became even more embarrassed.

Although he still dodged, his consumption was even greater, and his injuries were also rapidly deteriorating.

"I'd like to see how many attacks your "Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons" can make. Your consumption is probably greater than mine!"

The White Tiger Sage smiled grimly. He obviously knew the Wu Clan's "Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Formation" very well.

In his opinion, as long as he waits for the ancestors to exhaust themselves, then his chance has come.

It is precisely because of this that the White Tiger Sage kept dodging in an attempt to consume the ancestral witches to death.

However, the ensuing battle made him more and more frightened. The twelve ancestor witches did not appear to be exhausted at all. On the contrary, they looked like dragons and tigers. The more they fought, the more proficient they became, and their actions became smoother.

Even the power of their attacks has increased a lot.

"What's the matter with these ancestral witches? They don't seem to be exhausted at all. They look more like they are using me to practice tricks!"

The White Tiger Sage became flustered in an instant. The ancestral witches were indeed constantly sharpening themselves in actual combat and improving their ability to control the formation. As they continued to hone, the power they could exert must be constantly increasing.

After discovering this, the White Tiger Sage Monarch was completely uneasy, and he began to think of a way to retreat, but it was a pity that he had no way to retreat!

As the Sage Monarch of the West Pole, he couldn't leave this area at all.

The duty of guarding the land allowed him to stay within the bounds of the West Pole, and it was impossible for him to wander around.

This once proud status as a sage king has now become an invisible cage to imprison him!
"Boom!"

The ancestral witches struck again, and the white tiger sage was unable to avoid it in a panic, and was cut off by a hind leg in an instant.

A large amount of blood spewed out, and the state of the White Tiger Sage plummeted.

"Oh!"

However, before Baihu Shengjun recovered from the pain, the ancestral witches had already called again.

The seriously injured White Tiger Sage King had no time to dodge, he roared and rushed forward frantically, fighting desperately with the ancestral witches.

"Roar!"

The White Tiger Sacred Monarch unleashed the strongest attack, and the Nageng Golden Divine Saber turned into a real magic weapon, and slashed towards Pangu's figure.

At this moment of life and death, the potential of the White Tiger Sacred Monarch was fully stimulated, and his fighting power at this moment has far exceeded the usual, it can be said that he has exploded to [-] points of fighting power.

This also gave Baihu Shengjun another glimmer of hope in his eyes. You must know that he could not completely condense the Gengjin Divine Sword into a real thing before.

Under the pressure of life and death, he obviously broke through again.

"Oh!"

However, all this is in vain.

When the ax fell, the golden knife shattered, and the white tiger died.

The White Tiger Sage Lord has indeed improved a lot this time, but it is a pity that compared with the Wu Clan, he is still a little worse.

Under the blessing of the [Shensha Treasure Banner], the Twelve Ancestral Witches increased the power of the formation by more than half, and coupled with the effect of the [Sixth Form of Opening the Sky], the power was almost doubled.

With such a powerful bonus, the improvement of the White Tiger Sacred Monarch is far from enough.

Wu Yang stepped forward and put away the body of the White Tiger Sage Monarch again. This is more precious blood and body than last time, how could he give up.

"This white tiger sage is weird. After the Qinglong sage was killed by us, his strength plummeted, and he no longer dared to come out arrogantly. But the white tiger sage's strength is not retreating, but advancing. This is not in line with common sense."

Wu Yang said.

If calculated normally, the White Tiger Sacred Monarch was killed and his body was taken away by Wu Yang. If he wanted to reshape his body again, he would definitely consume a lot of energy, which would definitely cause great harm to his own realm.

But now it seems that the White Tiger Sage has not only recovered quickly, but also improved in strength.

If there is nothing tricky in this, I am afraid no one will believe it.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu said indifferently:

"No matter what's in it, one thing remains the same. Once the White Tiger Sage Lord returns, we will kill him once to see how far he can be promoted!".

Emperor Jiang Zuwu is also a ruthless person, and it is clear from heaven that he wants to support the White Tiger Sage Lord and use him to target the witch clan.

The witch clan kept killing the White Tiger Sage Monarch, in order to consume the Dao of Heaven in turn.

It is impossible for Tiandao to help the White Tiger Sage Monarch out of thin air all the time. If it wants to keep the White Tiger Sage Monarch's strength, it also needs to pay some price.

In this way, Tiandao will continue to help the White Tiger Sage Monarch, and the Wu Clan will destroy each other again and again, which will form a war of attrition.

In the future, the power of Heavenly Dao will definitely be affected in this process, and the Wu Clan is just moving their hands.

Wu Yang shook his head and smiled, Dijiang Zuwu's idea was really good.

There is no reason to deal with an existence like the White Tiger Sage Monarch. If you catch it, you will kill it directly.

The ancestral witches got up and left. At this time, the White Tiger Sage was hidden in the way of heaven, and his physical body was taken away again, which made him need to continue to wear down his strength to reshape his real body.

"Wu Yang, you Wu clan will definitely be destroyed by my own hands!"

The White Tiger Sage roared ferociously. This was the second time he had been killed by the Wu Clan. If it wasn't for a ray of true spirit enshrined in the Dao of Heaven, he would have been wiped out long ago.

However, even if the White Tiger Sacred Lord survived by chance, his strength has been greatly reduced. If he came to the prehistoric world again, he might fall out of the sub-sage realm.

The essence of that day's destiny has long been consumed, and the White Tiger Sage has nothing to do.

Seeing his own realm slipping helplessly, the anger in his heart became more violent.

It's a pity that Tiandao didn't continue to help Baihu Shengjun, this time Baihu Shengjun could only rely on himself.

At this time, Wu Yang and the others had returned to the tribe, and the secret agents of the Wu tribe began to pay close attention to the changes in the West Pole.

As long as the white tiger sage returns again, the ancestral witches will come soon and kill it again.

"It's not a big deal to kill the White Tiger Sage, but you can get some rewards after all, right?"

Wu Yang sat in the stone hall, waiting for the reward with peace of mind.

At this time, Wu Yang opened the gourd of good fortune, and the twelve-winged golden cicada had already started to devour the body of the white tiger sage. Significance.

"master!"

Seeing Wu Yang's arrival, the Twelve-Winged Cicada just said hello and continued to devour it.

Wu Yang didn't bother, he came to the Six Paths Holy Spirit Tree, just now Wu Yang noticed that the dead energy inside the Qiankun Gourd had been completely absorbed, and the Six Paths Holy Spirit Tree emitted a wave of "dissatisfaction".

It was precisely when Wu Yang noticed this change that he took the initiative to come in and check.

"The death energy collected from the West Pole is exhausted, it seems necessary to go to Tianmen Mountain, there should be a lot of death energy there."

Looking at the Chaos-level spiritual fruit that was maturing day by day, Wu Yang decided to go to Tianmen Mountain to find out.

Tianmen Mountain is the base camp of the monster clan, and many monks died before, so there will definitely be no less death there.

(End of this chapter)