The Immortal Taoist Chapter 87: White Tiger at the Peak of Origin Realm

()" In the second match, there were still forty players. They shot according to the token number obtained in the first match. The first shot on the 40th, the second on the 39th, and so on, three Number is the third from last, number two is the second from last, number one is the last!"

The token number is not the same as the ranking. Ling Dao really took the number one. The number and the ranking are the same, but not everyone is like this. Luo Chen only cares about the token number, regardless of the ranking, because in the second match, it was not those who had to take the first match.

The first competition is about speed, so it must be the fastest to play. However, in the second competition, the test was the combat power. Some people are fast, but their combat power is not high, or inferior to others, so it is natural to let the person with the strongest combat power shoot.

Of course, if the defense is stronger, then it is best. The White Tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm is extremely powerful, much stronger than the warriors of the same realm. If the defense is strong enough, then you can stay in it for a while and the ranking will be higher.

"Forty, enter the White Tiger Hall! Come here, there are hundreds of incense!"

Baoji incense is for calculating time. It takes about one minute to burn a piece of incense. Burning sixty knots is one hour, that is, half an hour. There are a hundred knots in Baijiexiang, and if all are burned, it will take one hundred minutes.

"After entering the White Tiger Hall on the 40th, start lighting Baijiexiang!"

No. 40 is the son of a county king. He was not the last one last time. He just took the No. 40 token. He smiled helplessly, but was the first to enter the White Tiger Palace. Thinking of a white tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm in the White Tiger Palace, his scalp was numb.

He is only a warrior in the late stage of the Royal Sky Realm, and compared with the peak warrior of the Origin Realm, he is much worse, let alone fighting with the white tiger at the top of the Origin Realm. When he entered the White Tiger Hall, the gate of the White Tiger Hall was closed. Fortunately, the top of the White Tiger Hall was transparent, and the inside was extremely bright, no different from the outside.

"Roar!"

In the White Tiger Hall and outside the White Tiger Hall, the sounds heard are absolutely different. Bai Hu hadn't done anything yet, just a roar of tigers made the legs of this late Royal Sky Realm warrior weak. Amidst the roar of the white tiger, there was a strong deterrent.

Baihu's eyes were filled with a thick color of disdain, and then he yelled at the late-stage warrior of the Royal Sky Realm again. This time the roar contained extremely strong impact. The late warrior of the Royal Sky Realm had not drawn his sword, but was rushed out by waves of sound.

"Boom"

The door of the White Tiger Palace was suddenly knocked open, and this Imperial Sky Realm warrior had already left the White Tiger Palace. He looked at the White Tiger Palace with a look of astonishment, the previous roar of the white tiger really scared him, and now he has no strength in his legs.

"Uh..."

Everyone was stunned. The Baijiexiang had just been ignited, and even a section of it hadn't been burned. This late-stage warrior of the Royal Sky Realm came out. They knew that the white tiger in the White Tiger Palace was very powerful, after all, it was the pinnacle of the Origin Realm, but they didn't expect the white tiger to be so powerful.

"Next!"

Luo Chen said indifferently, a warrior in the late Imperial Sky Realm entered the White Tiger Palace, there was no hope at all. It was still within Luo Chen's expectation to come out in such a short time. If the warrior in the late Yukong realm could stay in it for half an hour, it would shock him extremely.

The person holding the Token No. 39 is also a warrior in the late Imperial Sky Realm. When the door of the White Tiger Palace blasted open earlier, he saw the white tiger inside. Not only did he see it, but other people also saw it more or less.

The white tiger in the White Tiger Palace is at least two meters high, which is a bit taller than ordinary people. It's a pity that Bai Hu was tightly locked up and down by chains. Otherwise, the previous warrior of the late Royal Air Realm might not be able to escape at all.

When the Baijiexiang had just burned for a section, the door of the White Tiger Palace opened again. This late-stage warrior of the Royal Sky Realm was better than the previous one. At least one section of Baijiexiang was burned, unlike the previous one, who had not burnt even one section.

Immediately afterwards, the next warrior in the Royal Sky Realm entered the White Tiger Palace. The second match was obviously different from the first match. Once you enter the White Tiger Palace, you can only fight the White Tiger, and it is impossible to take tricks.

Baihu will not make irresponsible remarks with you. Even if you want to talk to Baihu, Baihu will definitely not respond to anything, and will only attack wildly. How strong the White Tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm is, only those who really work with him will know.

Having a trace of the blood of a holy beast is really extraordinary. If it is an extremely pure blood of a holy beast, then the problem is big. A true white tiger might have been able to become the pinnacle of the Origin Realm when he was a child, and at this time he would have been able to compete with the Huatian realm martial artist.

A little bit of time passed, just two hours later, among the forty young people who participated in the second competition, all the warriors in the Royal Sky Realm had all entered the White Tiger Palace. Of course, in addition to Que Ling Dao, he took the No. 1 token, so he was naturally the last one to shoot. The best score among them is the time spent in it.

"It's a difficult test, the white tiger at the pinnacle of Origin Realm is really powerful!"

"Yes, the warrior of the Royal Sky Realm couldn't resist in front of the white tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm. I really don't know how the previous warrior of the Sky Realm stayed there for five festivals!"

Even Su Qingyao feels a little strange, the peak warrior of the Royal Sky Realm probably has many methods. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stay in front of the White Tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm for so long. Fortunately, in this competition, Su Qingyao had absolute confidence first.

"Who can compare to me against monsters?"

Su Qingyao smiled to himself, and then glanced at Ling Dao in the distance. The thing he couldn't see the most was Ling Dao, this young man, especially in the last competition, Ling Dao actually cheated him together. Could it be said that Ling Dao could be a real dragon?

Soon, the first origin realm martial artist entered the White Tiger Palace. This origin realm warrior is actually a disciple of Tian Wuzong, although not as good as Ye Bufan, it is already in the middle origin realm. When he entered the White Tiger Palace, there was a loud noise.

In the White Tiger Palace, a great battle took place, and the scent of incense was burned out. After sixteen joss sticks, this middle origin realm warrior came out. There are bloodstains on his body, it is obvious that the previous battle has suffered a lot.

"Sixteen Fragrance, is by far the best one!"

"Yes, it's a pity, there are stronger warriors behind, and they must last longer!"

The next player to appear is even more powerful than the previous one, who is a warrior in the late Origin Realm. Sure enough, the facts did not disappoint everyone. This late Origin Realm martial artist, it took a full twenty-five knots of incense before he flew out of the White Tiger Palace.

"The White Tiger at the pinnacle of the Origin Realm, really amazing!"

This late Origin Realm warrior fainted after speaking this sentence. The battle with the White Tiger, the peak of the Origin Realm, hurt him tremendously. Without a few days of cultivation, I'm afraid I don't want to fully recover. Fortunately, his grades are good and his ranking should not be low.

Immediately afterwards, other Origin Realm martial artists also entered the White Tiger Palace. Among these origin realm warriors, another late origin realm warrior performed best, supporting the twenty-eight festival incense time in the White Tiger Palace.

Unfortunately, the door of the White Tiger Palace is tightly closed every time. No one knows what happened inside. Up to now, only five people have not entered the White Tiger Palace, they are Mo Kui, Luo Yongheng, Ye Bufan, Su Qingyao and Ling Dao.

"It's finally my turn!"

Mokui smiled indifferently, and then stepped into the White Tiger Palace. With Mokui's strength, it would definitely be better than those before. It's a pity that the space in the White Tiger Palace is too small, and Mo Kui's strength can't be used at all. He is just a killer.

"Look at it, thirty knots!"

Mokui has broken the previous record, but there is still no sign of it. However, just when the Baijiexiang burned to the 40th quarter, a black shadow flew out from the gate of the White Tiger Palace. Who else could it be if it wasn't Mokui?

"Does Mokui only have forty quarters? Although it is the best result now, I am afraid I can't win the championship!"

"It's a pity, Mokui is a killer after all. If he is given enough time to prepare, it may be much better than his current results!"

Some people are amazed, and some are sorry. Forty Jiexiang's results are indeed good, but it is a pity that the people behind will definitely be stronger. After Mokui, Luo Yongheng, the Ninth Prince of the Da Luo Dynasty, has always been a very low-key guy.

However, at this time, he decided to raise a high profile, to let everyone know that the royal family of the Daluo Dynasty had such an excellent prince. Luo Yongheng laughed and entered the White Tiger Palace, his face full of confidence.

After Luo Yongheng entered the White Tiger Palace, the entire martial arts field seemed to shake. Luo Yongheng was in the White Tiger Palace, constantly fighting against the locked White Tiger. The Baijiexiang outside also kept burning, and soon exceeded forty knots.

"Fifty Festival, worthy of being the Ninth Prince, really amazing!"

"Yes, Mokui was only forty knots before ~ ​​IndoMTL.com~ He has 50 knots, and there is no intention to come out yet!"

Finally, when Baijiexiang burned to fifty-sixth festival, Luo Yongheng retreated from the White Tiger Palace. There were claw marks on his body, and it was obvious that Bai Hu was also angry, otherwise he would not be beaten like this.

"Fifty Sixth Festival?"

Even Luo Chen was taken aback. He didn't expect this son to be so powerful. Sure enough, if you don't speak, it's a blockbuster. Luo Yongheng is the longest one so far. None of the people in front can compare to Luo Yongheng.

"Isn't it the fifty-sixth quarter? Compared with me, it's not enough to see!"

At this moment, Ye Bufan sneered, and then slowly entered the White Tiger Palace. In the last competition, Ye Bufan was embarrassed, and this competition was naturally a big show, otherwise, his face would really be unbearable.

"The second match, no matter what, I will be the first!"

After entering the White Tiger Palace, Ye Bufan took out the middle-grade sword weapon. This was Ye Hongxuan's saber, which he now loaned to him.