Chapter 341 Wind Respect Life

How is this possible? Everyone couldn't believe what they saw. They were burned into a nihilistic white tiger by the burning sea and burning flames. At this moment, it once again quietly condensed into shape. What's more unbelievable is that the momentum emanating from the white tiger after rebirth has reached a higher level again. The mountain-like oppression comes head-on, making people unable to think of resistance from the depths of their hearts.

"How is this possible?" The most unbelievable thing in front of her naturally belongs to the fire god rosefinch. As the releaser, she knows the power of burning the sea and burning flames the sky. But why is the white tiger burned into nothingness by the burning sea and flames and even the soul turned into flying ashes? At this moment, it is resurrected little by little in front of itself.

In the vast city, the people who were still revelry were all stationed there. Feng Zun's voice of Baihu was like the sudden attack of Baidu's high cold, which suddenly froze everyone's expression. Gathering the power of the three gods, there is no wind god who can't kill the white tiger. This is a fact, and the question left to everyone after this happened is, who can deal with the wind and white tiger?

"Haha, what? Are you all stupid? Isn't it surprising to see that I am still alive?" The white tiger, which condensed little by little, said arrogantly. Although his arrogance is still so aggressive, it gives people a different feeling. It seems that the white tiger in front of him seems to be a different person.

The Pluto standing above the head of the city, when the white tiger was burned by the sea and burning flames, his spiritual consciousness has been tightly locked in the void. The cultivation strength of the three gods may be a little higher than his, but in terms of souls, who dares to say that they have more say than the master of the underworld where the souls gather?

His eyes were closed, and the spiritual consciousness of the emperor tightly locked the Fengzun white tiger that was constantly condensing. Although the appearance does not seem to have changed, the Pluto can feel that there is something missing in the soul of the white tiger. This kind of thing is very ethereal. He wants to catch it but can't catch it, but it gives him a very familiar feeling.

"What the hell is it?" The emperor's eyebrows tightened and thought. Suddenly, his body was shocked, and his sharp eyes shot straight at Fengzun White Tiger like a sword.

True eye! This is a unique skill of the Pluto, which can see through anyone's soul form. There was a gray flame burning in his blood-red eyes, and a beam of light that could penetrate the soul came out of the eyes of the Pluto. Fengzun Baihu easily penetrated his body without notice. However, the scene reflected in the eyes of the Pluto surprised him.

"How could this happen?" At the same time of surprise, the emperor said firmly, "Sure enough, he is not a white tiger!"

"What did you say?" Princess Nanqing looked at the Pluto confusedly and didn't understand what he meant.

"He is not a white tiger, but I still can't see what his soul is!"

"It's not Feng Zun White Tiger, how is this possible? If it weren't for him, who would it be? The reason why Princess Nanqing asked this is not that she doesn't believe what the Pluto said, but because what happened in front of her is really too strange.

The Pluto shook his head slightly and finally said with certainty, "Yes, he is indeed not a white tiger!" I have observed that the soul form of Fengzun White Tiger should be a white tiger, but the soul of Fengzun White Tiger, which is being reborn at this moment, is very strange. Until now, I still can't see what his soul form is! More precisely, his soul is transparent, as if it doesn't exist at all.

After listening to the emperor's explanation, although he still didn't believe it, Nanqing's heart was also shaken. After all, the reborn white tiger gave her a different feeling. It was this feeling that made her feel that Feng Zun Baihu seemed to be a different person.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The fire god rosefinch roared angrily. She didn't believe what she saw in front of her. She saw with her own eyes that the wind and white tiger was burned to ashes by the burning flames of the sea, and even his soul did not escape. Now it has been resurrected, which is really unbelievable.

Not only the Vhuo shen rosefinch, but also the earth emperor Xuanwu and Shuisheng Qinglong have the same idea. Although they watched the facts that were happening, they did not believe that it was true. Moreover, more seriously, even if the white tiger in front of them is really reborn, they have no ability to eradicate it. After all, killing Feng Zun Baihu almost exhausted all their power.

After moving the reborn condensed body, a trace of displeasure appeared on Feng Zun's white tiger's face and said, "Alas! This physical talent is not bad, but it can only be regarded as okay! Alas, force yourself to use it first, and wait until my strength recovers before reshaping your body!"

"Who the hell are you?" The Vulcan rosefinch forced himself to calm down and stared at the condensed white tiger.

"Who am I?" Feng Zun Baihu smiled and said, "I don't even remember my name. It's too long! However, you can call me 'Feng Zun'! As for the word white tiger, let's save it!"

"Feng Zun?" The three gods said the name together.

At the same time, when the Pluto, standing on the vast city, heard the name of Feng Zun, his body suddenly flashed, and a wise light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly realized and said, "I understand that he is not soulless. So I can't see his soul form, because his soul form is transparent and invisible. Feng Zun, hehe, it's true that his soul is wind! It's the wind!"

"Wind?" Princess Nanqing fell into confusion again. She couldn't figure out that a person's soul was an invisible wind. If the soul is the wind, then what's wrong with his body? This body is obviously the white tiger? This is incomprehensible to Princess Nanqing no matter what!

"That's right, it's Feng Zun. As for the white tiger, as you can see, he is dead, and he has no soul left. Feng Zun explained.

"But you,," Shuisheng Qinglong looked at the white tiger in front of him strangely and never understood what was going on.

"Me? I am the wind, but I just occupy the body of this white tiger for the time being! As for where I came from, I still want to thank this white tiger for waking me up from my deep sleep! Of course, I also need to thank you. If your attack on the White Tiger hadn't given me the energy to wake up, then I'm afraid I still have to continue to sleep!"

"What the hell is going on?" Everyone is still confused and don't understand what's going on. Feng Zun's white tiger died, and the Feng Zun in front of him also admitted it. But who is the person in front of him? He said he was the wind, but what is the wind?