Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

What kind of character Ambe Qingming is, the ancestor of the Yinyang division, the first person of the Yinyang division for nearly a thousand years, is said to have achieved the position of Dixian, and it is one of the few Dixian in the history of the East.

The sacred **** he sacrificed was already extremely powerful, and then he was blessed by the sentient beings in the shrine.

At this moment, when the white tiger-like **** came out, the heavens and the earth were sympathetic and rumbling. On the ninth day, there was a thunderous sound from the road.

This is a powerful beast, with white fur like silk, bright and flawless, with runes flashing, gold light flowing, a pure and holy atmosphere permeating the whole body, each inch of fur flashing, giving people a sense of immortality, As if compatible with the avenue.

This is the result of the baptism of sentient beings ’blessings, which are flawless and pure, pure and pure, that is, the ghosts of the **** can be transformed and blessed with divine light.

Qi Yetian was shocked and slightly discolored. This white tiger-like **** is far from being able to compare with the monster head monster that Watanabe Junichi just called.

As soon as the white tiger-like **** came out, the dog-ghost-like **** really became a native chicken and tile dog.

"It's still like a white tiger. It's tall and mighty. It has good facial features and looks good. It's a good choice to catch it as a trench." He thought again.

If Abe Miki knows what he thinks at the moment, I'm afraid he will spray a face with salt soda and make him daydream.

"Uncle Watanabe, Uncle Miyamoto, the White Tiger-like **** I can only drive for three minutes, and then there will be danger of headwinds. We will make a quick decision!" Said Abe Miki.

Just now the white tiger-like **** has been called out, her blushing face has turned white, which is due to the mental exhaustion.

With her ability, she could not control the white tiger-like **** at all, and it was a great test for her in three minutes!

I said earlier, the more powerful the **** is, the harder it is to control. If the fighting power of Shishen is above the yin and yang divisions, there will be danger of headwinds, being swallowed up by Shishen, and even swallowed by Shishen.

How can a **** of **** be a "god", willing to be fooled by applause?

The twelve-style gods handed down by the ancestors of Ambe, of course, there are only four left. These gods are placed in shrines on weekdays and are admired and worshiped by all beings, and the people of the Ambe family are considered ancestors Provided.

The Luanbei family will only summon the gods when needed.

之后 Since Ambei Qingming, even the outstanding descendants of the Ambei family can hardly control the twelve-type gods at the same time. It is not enough to be able to control five or six.

He is the prince Anbe Shengming, who is said to be blue, and only has the flexibility to control eight. Forty years ago, when he fought against the Oriental Crane, he forcibly summoned twelve gods, and as a result, eight of them were destroyed. One of them was the reason for his inability.

That was a tragic battle, engraved on the pillar of shame of the Ambe family!

As for the remaining four gods, the Ambe family is extremely cautious and does not summon easily.

After all, the twelve-style gods were sacrificed by the ancestors of Abe, consuming endless efforts and communicating with the blood of the Abe family. Ambe Maggie is a descendant of the Ambe family, and is a sire, the most orthodox descendant, born close to the blood of the twelve types of gods, so it is much easier to control than the blood of foreign races.

Moreover, the twelve types of gods are already psychic, which is a little more intelligent than the ordinary type gods, which brings convenience to control.

But after all, her cultivation is too low, she is inadequate, and her mana is poor, so she can only control it for three minutes at most.

After this trip, the white tiger-style **** was her last hole card, and the most necessary moment was revealed, and now is the most necessary moment.

She must kill Ye Tian, ​​win the Rock Fire Golden Lotus, and give Sheng Mingzu his life!

"Three minutes is enough, killing him a hundred times is enough!" Watanabe smirked. He took out the yellow leather gourd and was urging with force.

嗯 "Well, that's enough!" Miyamoto said.

Roar……

A tiger howl shook eight wild places, like a thunderous drum, a thunderous thunder roaring, endless sound waves rushing up the sky, the clouds at a height of 1,000 kilometers were scattered, that is, the small town of Zanwang, a hundred kilometers away, I heard the tiger howling clearly. And in the Death Valley, many animals were frightened and slumped to the ground.

This is Tiger Power, the power of God and Tiger.

Boom!

The white tiger moved, and its large soles cracked down on the hard rocky ground. Numerous cracks spread across the ground, shaking the ground for a while.

It exploded up with snow-white hair, crystal clear like steel needles, curved back like a bow, and leaped out across 100 meters, killing Ye Tian in the past.

After its sharp big claws spread out, like a sickle, the light is shining, the forest is beating, as if made of tungsten steel, indestructible.

Buzz!

In mid-air, its thick tail swept across like a magic whip, powerful and unmatched. The air was beaten to the ground, and a white cloud of airwaves was carried on the tip of the tail.

Boom!

It was unfortunate that a small hill was swept up by its tail, bursting suddenly, and gravel was flying like rain, which was clearly the effect of being bombarded by heavy bombs.

Its blood basin is wide open, the size of a dustpan is enough to swallow an adult, and the two tusks at the corner of the mouth are almost three feet long, white, cold and sharp!

Roaring and roaring endlessly, like thundering drums on the battlefield, endless drums and endless fighting!

The white tiger's body is too huge, six or seven feet long, flying up, and standing high, as if a big mountain was down, the power of the sky descended, and a large iron claw with a large disc suddenly patted Ye Tian's head.

Uh ...

Jun Watanabe also shot, and the yellow gourd in his hand was thrown out.

This is a magical instrument. It contains a lot of things, and I do n’t know how much yellow sand is in it.

As soon as the yellow leather gourd is thrown, it will rise in the wind, and it will instantly become larger. The endless brilliance will flow.

Huh!

The village's evil demon sword in the hands of the Miyamoto Cang keeps on screaming and stirs up a red sword, like a thirsty beast, who wants to drink blood and can't wait for it. But he didn't do it immediately because it was not the time.

In the face of three strong opponents, Ye Tian did not dare to neglect, and opened the golden body of chaos. His body is full of golden light, the golden brilliance is burning like a flame, his face is like a knife and an axe, he is handsome and chic, his hair is full of blond hair, his eyes are shining like stars, his blood is dazzling, and he is rumbling. He was like a young god, and it made people shiver and surrender.

The iron claws cross the air, and the lid falls down, and the air compresses rapidly, making a booming sound, powerful enough to make people suffocate. The iron claws contain divine power, there are white brilliance flowing, and electric bounces, intertwined ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Miss Meiji, you should call out the white tiger god. Save so much trouble. Miyamoto said, extremely confident in the blow of the White Tiger-style god.

This is his first contact with the twelve-style gods of Qingming's ancestors, and he is very shocked. If White Tiger were to deal with him, he would be Zhun Wusheng, and it would be almost impossible to defeat.

Twelve types of gods have lived for thousands of years, and even a pig who has lived for a thousand years can become a demon, not to mention the sacrifice of the gods.

"I hope I can die!" Watanabe Junichi groaned.

Facing the fierce blow from the White Tiger-like god, Ye Tian calmly greeted him with his fist.

This is a golden fist, roaring in war spirit, condensing like essence, flowing in brilliance, radiating with golden brilliance, as if made by the immortal god, and can penetrate all the defenses in the world.

The three Dongsong people were extremely shocked. Ye Tian actually fought to fight. This is clearly a death-seeking behavior, because Ye Tian's fist and the white tiger's big feet are not on the same level, no matter how strong or strong, the difference may be There are several roads.

Well, the results were beyond their expectations.

Huh!

The golden iron fist rose up against the air, accompanied by the thundering thunder, and a big iron palm with a white tiger grinding disk.

In Tiantian's crackling sound, the white iron's large iron palm was broken, and even the King Kong's large iron legs were cracked.

With the **** light, like rain, Bai Hu's behemoth-like body flew out.