Chapter 340 The Last Battle 4

When Feng Zun Baihu said that he had destroyed the human world, the hearts of the three gods had become solemn. Then, Feng Zun Baihu said that he had met his father Pangu and almost imprisoned him. Although they did not want to believe it, they did not dare to believe it. At this time, the only thing they can do is to prepare for the worst and do their best to deal with the white tiger.

Originally, there was still a trace of fluke in her heart. When she saw that the black airflow of Fengzun White Tiger could actually melt its flame, she had to believe that the battle between Fengzun White Tiger and her father was true. It is also because of this that the Vhuo shen rosefinch also decided not to delay and released its biggest killing move. She understands that the longer she delays, the more unfavorable it will be to her. Fengzun Baihu can absorb her power and turn it into his own use, so procrastinating will only make his power stronger and stronger.

Burning the flame of the sea is the most powerful flame that can be released by the Vance Rosefinch. The power of this flame is like its name, burning the ocean and burning the sky. It is also because of this that when the fire god rosefinch released the burning flame of the sea, the expression of the earth emperor Xuanwu and the water saint Qinglong also became very solemn.

Standing behind the Vhuo shen rosefinch and looking at the brilliant golden sea burning flames, the earth emperor Xuanwu quietly glanced at the water saint green dragon, and the two nodded coincidentally. They can't wait like this. The strength of Fengzun White Tiger has exceeded their expectations. If they continue, their chances of winning will become more and more slim. However, they did not choose to rush up immediately, but decided to give Fengzun White Tiger a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

The earth emperor Xuanwu and Shuisheng Qinglong knew the power of burning the sea and burning flames in the sky, how could Fengzun White Tiger not know? Facing the brilliant golden sea and burning flames, Fengzun's white tiger's expression became cautious for the first time.

The huge fire sickle, before approaching the fire god rosefinch, was melted into a drop of fluid by the high temperature of the sea and burning flame. Before the drop of fluid fell, it made a chirping sound, turned into a stream of gas and disappeared without a trace.

"White tiger, die! Burn the sea and burn the flames in the sky, go!" A sharp sneer appeared on the face of the Vuzhen rosefinch, and he shouted coldly to Fengzun White Tiger.

The golden sea burning flame slowly condensed into a feather arrow, and the surface of this feather arrow also highlighted a circle of rotating spiral lines. With the roar of the fire god rosefinch, the spiral lines began to rotate slowly, and as time went by, the rotation speed became faster and faster. Everyone can feel the fierce breath that penetrates everything from the feather arrow, but only a few pairs of eyes can see the void around the feather arrow and a trace of space crack burned by the high temperature of the flame.

The airflow gushing from the cracks in space was swallowed up by the flames of the sea before it came to the divine world. The spiral lines above the feather arrow became more and more dense. When it could no longer hold a circle, the rotating spiral lines suddenly stopped. Then, there was a hum that shook the soul, and the golden feather arrow shot out and went straight to the white tiger.

Sss! The feather arrow passed by, leaving a nearly perfect space crack,,,

Feeling the murderous spirit on the golden feather arrow, the momentum of the white tiger suddenly trembled. He understood that with his own strength to fight against this feather arrow, he was completely sure to destroy the power of this feather arrow. However, it is impossible not to be hurt at all. If it was just the fire god rosefinch, he would definitely choose to defeat Gangang. However, there are two people behind the fire god rosefinch, staring at themselves. If he is injured, he can be sure that Emperor Xuanwu and Shuisheng Qinglong will seize the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

He can't fight, so he can only choose to avoid his edge for the time being. This is the choice of Fengzun White Tiger, and it is also the best and wisest choice.

However, just as he was preparing to retreat, the earth emperor Xuanwu and the water saint Qinglong also launched their attack.

"Hmm?" Fengzun Baihu's body, which was ready to retreat, suddenly paused, and the pressure on his body suddenly increased by many times. He understood that this was the means of the earth emperor Xuanwu.

"Bastard, it's actually the gravity space of the old turtle!"

Feng Zun Baihu is right. I don't know how many times the increase in the gravity field has slowed down his action, which is the method of the earth emperor Xuanwu. Although the action has been restrained, Fengzun White Tiger can still move slowly. However, just as he moved slowly, the attack of Shuisheng Qinglong suddenly appeared.

A drop of crystal drops of water suddenly emerged and fell on the forehead of Fengzun White Tiger. The cold breath made his nerves suddenly tremble, and Feng Zun's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Drip, when the first drop of water splashed on Fengzun's white tiger's forehead, it was like the sound of a horn, and countless drops of water suddenly appeared around him. In an instant, it gathered into a mass of water and tightly surrounded itself.

In the eyes of outsiders, this water flow is nothing special, but the white tiger feels that the density of this water flow is constantly increasing. Because I was under more and more pressure, and even the minimum breathing began to feel difficult.

Fengzun White Tiger is uncomfortable, and the water saint Qinglong and the earth emperor Xuanwu that released this energy are also not easy. After all, the strength of Fengzun Baihu is stronger than that of each of them, and only three people can barely suppress him by doing their best.

Moreover, the Vhuo shen rosefinch can only release one sea flame, so this will be their only chance. Therefore, they also unreservedly released all their original power to kill the white tiger with one blow. Even if you can't kill him, you will seriously hurt him.

The energy of the combination of the earth emperor Xuanwu and the water saint Qinglong cannot be simply regarded as one plus one equals two. His effect is most obvious only by the wind and white tiger that is suffering. The powerful gravity field makes his action much slower, and the sudden water flow seems to release a stream of pressure and squeezes his body fiercely.

Water can no longer be simply called water. In the eyes of Fengzun White Tiger, it is like a strong glue. It is these water flows that make him difficult to move many times. Coupled with the invisible effect of the gravity field, the action of the white tiger can now be said to be like a snail squirming.

Seeing all this, the V of Firebird also understood the rare opportunity. At the same time, she also desperately drove the sea and burning flames to shoot at the wind and white tiger.

The golden feather arrow has not yet touched the heavy space that traps the white tiger, and a narrow passage that only allows golden arrows to pass through is quietly generated. This channel not only reduces the consumption of golden feather arrows, but also guides the golden feather arrows to shoot at the most deadly part of the white tiger.

With a dull sound, the golden arrow submerged in the body of the wind and white tiger.

Roar! Kakaka,, bang!

When the golden arrow annihilated the body, the wind and white tiger made an earth-shaking roar. The heavy space that originally restricted the action, with the spread of the roar, there were subtle cracks. After the hysterical roar, Fengzun White Tiger began to struggle desperately. And the heavy space that bound him also burst.

However, the golden flame has burned brightly and swallowed the white tiger.

Looking at the dancing flame and listening to the last scream of Feng Zun White Tiger, there was no joy of victory on the pale faces of the three gods, but a heavy sadness.

"Victory! Victory!,," burst into the crowd with joy, and the depressed atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Nanqing, standing at the head of the vast city, also smiled rarely, but the Pluto standing beside him was not happy at all, and his dignified eyes kept staring at the extinguishing golden flame.

Looking at the golden flame, an ominous feeling lingering in my heart became more and more obvious.

"Haha, you are happy too early!"

When the flame went out, a voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth. Hearing this sound, everyone's movements were fixed, and the three gods also looked for the voice incredibly. A figure quietly condensed into a figure. It's not someone else, but a white tiger.

How is this possible? Everyone asked this question in horror.