After killing the provocative Haiqiu tribe, the morale of Haihu's rage and his brothers suddenly rose.

One thousand two hundred and ninety-six sea tigers gasped in a low voice. The head of the sea tiger, Rage Ya and others cut off dozens of Hai Qiu's heads and hung their bloody heads around their waists.

The sea tigers dipped their fingers into the plasma of the sea chick and drew mysterious symbols on their faces.

A monk who is familiar with the customs of the Sea Tiger clan will know that this symbol represents "acquisition of shame" in the Sea Tiger clan!

"Blood is not enough! You need more blood, more head!" Haihu raised the banner of the White Tiger Festival Hall with rage, and led his tribe members to follow the smell of Chu Tian left in the air step by step, and continued to track it.

‘The enemy’s heads that cannot be cut down, and the enemy’s blood that cannot be drunk’!

This is what Hu Dali said one day after drinking and drunkenly with the elders of the Haihu clan, waving their machetes and jumping around.

The young sea tigers remembered this sentence - Yes, their sea tiger clan also has enemies that cannot be cut down and drink enemies that cannot be drunk! For thousands of years, the lives of those young and strangled tiger cubs on the tribes of the sea tiger clan, their lives, their souls, their blood...

Only enough Haiqiu's head and Haiqiu's blood can all the resentment of these dead tiger cubs.

This will make these sea tigers who live in the world calm and give them enough courage to live.

More than a thousand sea tigers came out of the momentum of thousands of troops. Their aura was integrated, showing their sharpness and unstoppable. Wherever they passed, the cultivators retreated one after another, and no force was willing to provoke these evil sea tigers.

"These little kids, hehe, they will be good players for a few more years!" Hu Dali carried the Nine Dragon Sky-Slaying Sword, followed Haihu Rage and the others, and boasted at Hu Qianshan with a smile.

"At that time, I will take them with me, hehe, how many fat sheep are there in the Fallen Star Ocean!" A trace of saliva flowed down Hu Dali's mouth. He squeezed his eyes at Hu Qianshan with pride, took out a jar of strong wine, and took two mouthfuls with great pleasure.

Hu Qianshan gave Hu Dali a white look, snatched his jar of wine, and drank two sips.

The battle just now was just a blink of an eye. Dozens of Haiqiu tribe, who had a very good cultivation level, were one-large level higher than the Sea Tiger Rage and others, were easily strangled by the White Tiger Killing Formation formed by them, without even a trace of resistance.

Hu Qianshan was shocked.

This killing formation is truly amazing. If the Hu family can master this killing formation, with the human power of the Hu family, how strong can this killing formation burst out? This White Tiger killing formation is a great killing weapon that is enough to change the foundation of a large force!

Hu Qianshan felt that there was nothing to say about Hu Dali, a rash guy. He had to discuss it carefully with Chu Tian after seeing Chu Tian!

The Hu family is willing to spend a lot of money to find the method of setting up the formation of this White Tiger Killing Formation!

The Soaring Ocean is not a peaceful place. A powerful military formation and killing array have a strong attraction to any major force. However, the formation is rare. The formation refiners of the Soaring Ocean are better at setting up various mountain gate guarding formations. I have never heard of anyone who is good at this kind of military formation that marches and fights.

Hu Dali suddenly exclaimed in surprise, he raised his head suddenly and sniffed hard.

"Tsk, acquaintance? There are acquaintances nearby? This smell is very familiar! But it flew too fast and it passed in a flash!" Hu Dali looked around suspiciously. He squinted his eyes and squeezed his nose more and more vigorously.

"Acquaintance?" Hu Qianshan looked at Hu Dali in surprise: "In Wufeng Canyon, you have many acquaintances. Is it true that the juniors from which family have come in to find the baby? Well, do you want me to greet him?"

Hu Dali shook his head, the children of the five major families in Wufeng Canyon?

If it was their words, Hu Dali was too lazy to greet them. Why did he call them over? Are you fighting with Chu Tian for treasure?

Hu Dali was surprised that the smell was born by Zi Xiaosheng. Well, that's right, it was indeed the smell of Zi Xiaosheng's little face. Hu Dali would never make mistakes. As a tiger demon, Hu Dali's sense of smell is very sensitive. He clearly remembers the extremely timeless and elegant incense of Zi Xiaosheng's body!

Maybe Chu Tian didn't notice it, after all, Chu Tian is a human, not a monster.

But how could Hu Dali make a mistake? The incense on Zi Xiaosheng's body was very light, so faint that it was almost none. However, Hu Dali's body was placed here, and his sense of smell was a hundred times more sensitive than Chu Tian, ​​and he would not make a mistake!

A faint purple shadow rushed by the sky quickly. Zi Xiaosheng suddenly lowered his head and looked down at the bottom: "Yeah? It seems that there is an acquaintance? But, hurry up, I'm busy and have no time to pay attention. Haha, these are the last two points!"

Two spiritual practitioners with a strong aura happened to pass by, blocking Zi Xiao's path forward to death.

These two spiritual practitioners rely on their strength and slowly floated by in the sky, discussing the quality of a flying sword he just got, discussing the materials, refining techniques of this flying sword, dozens of great lethal formations engraved on it, the effects of the restriction, etc.

Obviously, seeing Zi Xiaosheng rushed over like lightning, the two of them did not give in at all. Instead, they acted like the best in the world, and the younger generation did not come quickly to kowtow and pay tribute!

With their cultivation, they abandoned their physical bodies and used secret techniques to transform spiritual cultivation to the spiritual spirit of the true cultivation spirit.

They all reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and among the monks who explored the ruins of the White Jade Platform, they belonged to the top type of figure.

So, why do they make way for a young man who is on the road?

A dozen miles away, Zi Xiaosheng's eyes flashed with purple air. He had seen two true spirits deliberately slow down, just blocking his way forward. With a sneer, Zi Xiaosheng opened his mouth and scolded: "A good dog doesn't block the way, will he live to the dog at the age of a dog?"

There are only a dozen simple words, and there are two words "dog" in it!

The two true spirits were so energetic that their beards were stretched straight, and their eyes were red. One of them was covered in long hair and wearing a white crane flare, pointing at Zi Xiaosheng and shouting sternly: "Which younger generation in which family is dare to be rude?"

"Ah, get out!" Zi Xiaosheng roared, rubbed his hands and released them, and a shocking thunder exploded out of thin air. Two true spirits who reached the peak of the Heaven Realm were exactly in the center of the explosion of the Crazy Thunder.

The extremely fierce thunder shattered the two true spirits' clothes, shattered all the spiritual weapons and magic weapons on them. Even the top-quality flying sword they had just obtained was shaken into a piece of iron slag and flew down one after another.
Chapter completed!