Chapter 15, the book of refining the world with blood, the final proof is from the devil

Tianci caught the innate purple gold gourd. Just when the white tiger was about to escape, he controlled the eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace, and rushed to the white tiger and pressed it down.

The speed of the ninth-order ghost is incredibly fast. A dodge can fly tens of thousands of miles, not to mention that it is only a hundred feet away from the white tiger now.

Bai Hu only cared about esking out of the world of Xiaoqian first, and then went to find the 72 Saints to settle accounts. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Tianci had to fight with himself desperately.

At that time, the eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace sent out infinite suction power, which shocked all directions and suppressed the white tiger to death.

Bai Hu roared angrily, "You fool, if you don't leave now, Xiaoqian's world will be closed soon!"

The long gun in his hand cut out dozens of Western seven-star fierce beasts and attacked the eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace.

Bum-bang-bang--

The eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace were bombarded by the white tiger in the rage. There were countless cracks, 1,200 demons. In an instant, more than 100 could not withstand the crazy counterattack of the white tiger. Their bodies exploded and they could not die.

But there is no regret for the death of the devil, and there is no hesitation in the God's gift at this time.

Controlling the eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace, it rumbles down straight down, and circles the white tiger, the horrible demon god of war, into the space of the ninth-level ghost weapon.

As soon as he fell into the eight ghosts and gods Taixuan Palace, the white tiger was already desperate. He didn't understand why the gift was like this. Even if he caught him, as long as he could not escape from the small world, he would eventually die.

Now the white tiger just wants to kill Tianci with his own hands, kill this human monk who wants to die and has to drag him to die with him.

However, the white tiger had not yet moved. In the space beside him, he suddenly opened a crack, like a gluttonous mouth, emitting a suction that devours everything.

"White Tiger's Seven Kills!"

In the face of the sudden kill, the white tiger roared, showing the original shape of more than 20 feet in size, standing in the air.

In his mouth, there were horrible sound waves, which turned into seven kinds of evil, resisting the devouring of the small world.

The small world has been supported by God to a height of two or three feet, but it still can't shake the white tiger at all.

"Roar--"

The white tiger roared again, using the white tiger's seven killing skills, and then squatted back suddenly. Then he jumped again to escape from the scope of the small world.

"Thousands of evil ghosts fight against immortals!"

Just as the white tiger jumped up, a ghost head hundreds of feet tall flew out of the air and suddenly hit the white tiger's body.

"Daw! You can't kill the Great Sage!"

The white tiger's anger was unspeakable. He opened his mouth, like a black hole, biting the ghost's head, and suddenly there were hundreds of demons falling into the white tiger's mouth.

And the white tiger's body was also hit by thousands of evil ghosts and fell into the depths of the small world.

Countless tree roots thicker than the white tiger's body flew out and wrapped around his tiger's body to drag him under the earth.

The white tiger struggled violently, and every time it bit, it broke countless tree roots.

He is the demon god of war and the god of killing. His life exists for fighting. Even if he dies, no one can succumb to him.

The root of the tree of the world tied the white tiger like a cocoon, but the life of the white tiger burned, squeezing out all the potential, resisting, rather standing and dying than being beaten to death by the enemy.

At this time, a palace like hell quickly landed from the small world and hit the white tiger fiercely.

This blow, like the real king of Jin Dan's nine turns, was a desperate blow. The white tiger could not resist any more, roared, and was pulled into the land by the tree of the world, and countless dragon-like roots were suppressed.

At this point, the dust finally fell to the ground. Looking at a generation of demon god of war and falling into his palm, God-given's face couldn't help showing a trace of melancholy, rather than pride.

Today, I suppressed the White Tiger. In the future, maybe some people will suppress themselves in the same way. If you don't climb to the top, you will always be an ant.

The white tiger has almost reached the peak of the great saint. In Taoism, it is equivalent to the virtual king of the golden elixir. Tianci does not want the tree of the world to be directly absorbed.

The devil let the white tiger kill almost 200 heads, and now there are only a thousand left, which can form a array of evil spirits and immortals. If a few more people die, Tianci will lose a big killer.

The array of evil and thousands of ghosts against immortals is a battle array in the ghost clan. The more people there are, the stronger the power will be. In the Pangu world, there are no battle arrays, which can be compared with thousands of evil and ghosts against immortals.

God gave me to connect a thousand demons into one, and think about the devil to cross the Sutra, and directly transform the white tiger.

A head of heavenly demon, born in the scriptures, went forward and rushed to the white tiger.

Although the white tiger was suppressed, it would never give in. In his mind, the soul turned into a majestic white tiger, staring at the world with a strong sense of war.

"I am the demon god of war, the great saint, how can I be transformed? Go to hell!"

Taoist sound waves swept through the ten directions. This is the white tiger's seven killing skills, which shocked all the demons to death.

It is difficult for the strong man who knows the peerless world to be moderated.

At the beginning, he was able to turn the fire bell in the magic prison, which was also because the ghost soul was the weakest of all the monks. Many Bodhisattvas of Buddhism liked to travel in the golden body and go to hell to transform all sentient beings, which is also the same reason.

And at that time, the number of demons under God-given was also much more than now. In the Pangu world, if you want to become a legendary strong man, God-given dares not have much hope.

A thousand demons can't stop for a moment. The speed of chanting the scriptures in their mouths is hundreds of times faster than the speed of bees flapping their wings. They have evolved into many demons and wear out the soul of the white tiger.

This is not a day-to-night kung fu. God no longer cares about it. As soon as the body moves, it comes out of the small world.

The small world in Feitian Mountain is about to completely return to chaos at this moment. The sky and the earth are all four major in the earth, water, fire and wind. It turns into a ground wheel, a water wheel, a fire wheel, and a wind wheel, and then surges around, grinding everything.

In a world, the process of life, old age, illness and death is called living and destroying the air.

The seventy-two saints are to put the small thousand world into the air, and then re-efine all things in heaven and earth, and take the opportunity to sacrifice the small thousand world into fairy artifacts.

The God-given body, which was crushed by the four major, directly turned into a chaotic rune with the number of sand in the Ganges, floating in the air.

In the chaos, there are still many powerful fierce beasts, who have not yet died and are struggling desperately.

Those fierce beasts are so powerful that they can't be compared with the peak of the legendary world.

However, they did not turn on their intelligence. They only knew how to fight against natural disasters like beasts. They didn't think about tearing open the space and escape.

I don't know how long it took. In the world of Xiaoqian, all the fierce beasts died and returned to chaos.

The sky and the earth have disappeared, leaving only the earth, water, fire and wind surging, and then the earth, water, fire and wind turned into Xuanhuang two qi. Finally, Xuanhuang two qi synthesized chaotic ancient qi.

Tianci Jingjing saw the scene of this world entering the sky. The Dharma body in the rule world flashed, as if he had grasped the rules of space.

Just as he was about to understand the rules of space, suddenly in the chaos, a golden light rose, shining with the most mysterious light in the universe.

The God-given mind was completely absorbed by the golden light, and I didn't care to understand the rules of space. The chaotic runes of the Ganges sand quickly floated towards the golden light.

At this time, the small world began to change dramatically again, and the chaotic ancient atmosphere surged, condensing seventy-two fierce beasts.

The seventy-two fierce beasts, the seventy-two saints, saw the golden light, stretched out their huge palms together and fished them away.

"That's mine!" Tianci roared, and he didn't know why Jin Guang was so attractive to him. In the dark, he felt that only by getting Jin Guang could he break his fate.

The chaotic rune urn rotated for a while, changing the Feiliandu Xuzhou. Every fundamental Fuli of Feiliandu Xuzhou burned.

God-given This is a sacrifice of a seventh-order flying escape spirit weapon, which is equivalent to a legendary strongman burning the essence of life. At this moment, the speed of God-given is as fast as light.

Time paused, and the God-given hand grabbed the golden light.

The seventy-two saints watched, but they were reluctant to burn their lives to stop it.

In their opinion, in the current small world, even light can't escape, so naturally there is no need to fight in order.

However, they only saw that Tianci grabbed the golden light, and then his body flashed and disappeared!

"Life? Impossible! How can it be!"

All the great saints were shocked and couldn't believe it. Did someone really escape under their eyes?