The Unusual Number of Douluo

The huge power instantly impacted on Bai Hu's body. In front of Zhao Xuan's tiny body, the huge white tiger rolled several times on the ground.

Even though he was forced to roll on the ground, Bai Hu's eyes were still wide open, and the inside was blank, as if thinking about life.

who am I?Where am I?What am i doing?

The body stopped rolling, the old man remembered, I am Dai Feng, I am in the wilderness, I am fighting with a kid.

But why am I doing this?

A fierce wind hit, and the old man subconsciously turned over to avoid him, his huge eyes saw Zhao Xuan who had lost a shot.

His memory gradually became clear. Just now, this kid seemed to have spirit power fluctuations on his body, spirit ability?Soul bone?The old man didn't know, but he knew that Zhao Xuan must have caused the ghost just now.

So the old man became angry. When the tiger was angry, he usually raised his head and screamed, and his throat whispered.

The white tiger that the old man turned into at this time is no exception, so Zhao Xuan's face was sprayed with saliva close at hand, and Zhao Xuan's long hair was blown by the strong wind.

Zhao Xuan wiped the water stains on his face, his face a little hard to look.

He raised his head slightly, and looked at each other with Bai Hu's drooping eyes.

In the next moment, two groups of light, one gold and one purple, flickered here, and there was a surging golden soul power in the mouth of the white tiger, and the thunder light flashed in Zhao Xuan's hand!

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded in the open wilderness. Both the white tiger's spirit power and the purple sky divine thunder possessed the characteristics of breaking evil. Therefore, both of them were extremely manic and repelling each other. At this moment, it can be described as the tip of the needle against the wheat.

"call!"

The wind and waves passed, and the two went back hundreds of meters.

Zhao Xuan looked at the white tiger in the distance, his eyes flashed, and the white tiger's martial soul was much stronger in the state of the martial soul's body than when it was possessed by the martial soul.

However, this is not enough, even if you don't use the Thunder combat body, you don't use the Demon God's real body!

The messy weeds on the ground suddenly showed a faint green light, and then grew crazily in the next instant.

Bai Hu looked down at the ground below his feet, his eyes a little surprised, because at the moment this green light appeared, he noticed that his soul power began to flow away. Although the soul power that passed every minute was not much, but if For a long time, it will be a terrifying amount!

What's even more frightening is that his passing soul power and the life energy of the plants on the ground are all converging towards Zhao Xuan.

This is Zhao Xuan's fourth soul skill, time-lasting life field!

The old man couldn't help it anymore. If Zhao Xuan was allowed to breathe like this again, he might not even have the power to fight in a while, so he threw himself at Zhao Xuan without hesitation.

When the soles of the feet left the ground, the feeling of being hollowed out suddenly disappeared.

Bai Hu's eyes drooped slightly, and the light in his eyes flashed past. It turned out that only touching the earth would have that effect.

The old man who woke up was stunned, but his attention was focused on Zhao Xuan, and the huge tiger palm suddenly fell, leaving a huge shadow, wherever the shadow was covered, there was a huge pressure to suppress it.

However, this kind of pressure has little effect on Zhao Xuan, who is extremely physical.

With a slight movement, Zhao Xuan broke away from the coverage of the white tiger's palm.

Zhao Xuan floated in the air, the hem of his clothes slowly fluttering with the wind, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a dazzling purple gold condensed in his eyes.

"Thunder, fall!"

As the right hand fell, a purple-golden domain instantly unfolded, and endless thunder sounded out of the void, cheering, jumping for joy, and rumbling, like a crazy symphony.

The white tiger was shocked, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes. The countless golden soul power filled with sharp gold on its body swept away, and the whole land was churning and being plowed again and again.

The head of the white tiger exuding golden light on the ground was high, and a low roar came from his throat, and the ninth spirit ring on his body lit up.

Even Zhao Xuan's Thunder Realm was forced open at this moment, unable to advance in an inch. The countless golden lights were like golden lightsabers, shooting crazy toward Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan stood proudly in the sky, surrounded by an endless ocean of thunder, even if the earth was full of the sharp golden aura of a white tiger, the sky was still his territory.

Facing the infinite golden light, Zhao Xuan's expression remained unchanged, still calm, even if each of these golden lights had the ability to penetrate the soul emperor's body, because he knew his own power very well.

The thunder in the sea of ​​thunder above the sky was surging, and there were bursts of heart-palpitating thunder, as if the divine thunder was angering.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, with the thunder sound, countless thunder fell from the thunder sea, and the target was directed at the white tiger that Old Man Dai had turned into. In an instant, the whole world turned purple gold.

The Purple Lightning Thunder fell and collided with the golden light that flew towards Zhao Xuan. The golden light was too sharp, even the space was cut into cracks. The hideous and terrifying dark cracks spread, and they were hidden deep inside. The darkness is full of silence.

But in this way, the golden light of the thunder in the purple sky was still invincible in the face of the horror, the endless god thunder fell, and the entire void was distorted and collapsed, as if nothing could carry it.

Under the pressure of the god thunder, the golden light shattered in an instant, even if it worked hard and sharp, it would still be vulnerable to the power of the god thunder.

Bai Hu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the golden light shattered and turned into a rain of light. It could feel the closeness to them, because they were all transformed by his soul power.

But suddenly, a deep chill rose from the soles of the feet, the golden light shattered, and the infinite thunder fell down. The thunders seemed to be the sword of God's punishment, hanging over its head!

The white tiger turned by the old man closed his eyes subconsciously, and his ears were full of thunderous and roaring sounds. They seemed to cheer and laugh at his self-defense.

But gradually, the thunder's voice became smaller and smaller, getting thinner, until the last heaven and earth...everything was silent!

Bai Hu's eyes slowly opened, and he saw a slender figure, a handsome boy.

Zhao Xuan looked calm, and whispered with a smile: "Master, you have lost."

Bai Hu was taken aback, and then he let out a long sigh...

Chapter 282

The white tiger's body flickered, the huge figure gradually disappeared in a golden light, and then the figure of the old man appeared from it.

The old man's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes dim and a little lost, as if he hadn't recovered from the defeat just now. The thunder and roar of the sky just now seems to be still lingering in his ears at this moment, and the end-time scene is still vivid. In the head.

"The posterity is terrifying..."

After a long time, he sighed faintly, then looked up at the boy in front of him, his eyes complicated.

"The old man is polite."

With a faint smile on Zhao Xuan's face, he arched his hands towards him after hearing the words.

It was the father's own idea to want to learn from each other, and he was not to blame for failing and losing face.

However, the White Tiger Martial Spirit is indeed powerful. The characteristics of the spirit power are very extraordinary, full of masculinity and righteousness. If it weren’t for the Purple Sky Divine Thunder to be higher than it in essence, it would be difficult to beat it in power .

The old man was lost and greeted Zhao Xuan bitterly: "Let's go, go back, the visitor is a guest, this time I was abrupt."

Zhao Xuan nodded, and silently followed the old man back to the Xingluo Palace. He didn't speak, fearing that the old man would be stimulated again.