Chapter 430 (1/2)

As soon as I arrived at Jincheng on Sunday, I wish Phoenix would immediately welcome the array fluctuation.

On Sunday, I heard Zhu Fenghuang finish his recent story and sighed, ”it's hard for you. I will bring Ning Wushuang back to you safely.”

If he's still alive.

The last sentence was not said on Sunday, but in order to wish Phoenix wisdom, she should have guessed for a long time.

The white tiger was one of the four fierce beasts that once wreaked havoc in Miao. Now it is reborn and makes a comeback. Its cultivation must have reached a very high level, and even entered the seventh realm.

With Ning Wushuang's strength, he can't follow it at all, but Ning Wushuang can hold the pace of the white tiger. Zhou Tian knows what price to pay.

I just hope everything is still in time.

Zhou Tian didn't hesitate to spend a lot of real Qi all the way. When he exercised his body method, he quickly swept away in the direction directed by Zhu Fenghuang.

When Zhou Tian came to the scene, he only saw a large area of blood, but did not see Ning unparalleled figure.

According to the scale of this blood stain, Ning unparalleled, even if he does not die, his injury must be very heavy, because these blood have been close to two-thirds of the blood volume in the normal human body.

”This should be a lucky thing.”

Zhou Tianwei sighed. At least what he saw here was not Ning Wushuang's body. As long as the person was not dead, everything still had a chance.

There is also a worst possibility, that is, Ning Wushuang is directly eaten into the stomach by the white tiger. With the ferocity of the white tiger, this kind of thing can't happen.

”Anyway, always try. If xiaowushuang really dies, I'll peel the white tiger alive to avenge him!”

Zhou Tian meditated for a moment, squatted down, stretched out his right hand, stained his finger on the blood, then got up and closed his eyes to cast the spell.

He wants to use the blood left by Ning Wushuang to find the trace of Ning Wushuang. Even if Ning Wushuang has died in the belly of the white tiger, tracking can directly lead him to find the white tiger.

”Found it! Southwest!”

Zhou Tian opened his eyes, thought about it, took out Peiyuan Dan from his arms and ate it directly.

Then chase again in the direction of tracking.

In the cave, the white tiger fought with Ning Wushuang's consciousness at the last moment. Ning Wushuang's armor has disappeared. This armor was condensed by him with the Qimen skill in jiuyoulu. Now his consciousness has gradually blurred and he is unable to maintain a strong state.

”Boy, my grandfather once told you that your state can only last for another day. Now that the day has passed, can you surprise my grandfather again?”

The white tiger tries his best to attack fiercely. Even if he is unparalleled with Ning, he thinks it is worth it.

Because it has a steady stream of spiritual power to supplement, enough to make up for these consumption.

Ning Wushuang's original huge body is now only of normal size, and there is only the last precious mirror in his hand. This precious mirror is the Jiuyou mirror recorded in the Jiuyou record. According to the records above, this Jiuyou mirror can help people retain the last trace of soul after death.

Ning Wushuang doesn't know whether it's true or false, but he can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. This is his last move for himself.

If there is an afterlife, he may be able to reincarnate and rebuild.

In the spiritual world, reincarnation and re cultivation are not illusory, but there are real cases.

Two hundred years ago, there was a cultivation genius in the cultivation world. Not long after he was born, he had learned the art of breathing and breathing. When he was three years old, he was already a monk in the first realm, broke the second realm at the age of six, entered the third realm at the age of ten, and was already a monk in the fourth realm at the age of 15. When he was in his early thirties, he was already a monk in the seventh realm.

I don't know how many people were shocked by the speed of this practice. The genius himself said the reason. It turned out that he was a monk in his previous life and a great monk in the eight realms. Just because he couldn't make further progress in practice, he chose to reincarnate and rebuild, hoping to fly to the fairy world one day.

It's amazing that this genius did practice again to the eighth realm, and even faced the robbery of soaring to the next level for a time. However, his heavenly robbery was far more terrible than that of ordinary practitioners. Just one face-to-face, he was beaten to death by Tianlei.

Although this further proves that there are not many shortcuts to the path of practice, it also proves that reincarnation is real.

”Ha ha, boy, look at you now! It's not half the size of my grandfather! What else do you take to fight my grandfather!”

The white tiger laughed wildly. Ning Wushuang didn't have much mental power at the moment. His body began to shrink step by step, and now he is only half the original normal size.

Another tiger claw grabbed the past. Ning was in a trance and had no consciousness to resist or dodge.

The tiger claws passed through the body, directly tore Ning Wushuang's body, and the recovered Ning Wushuang became only three inches in size.

Although the body is getting smaller and smaller, Ning Wushuang holds a belief that reincarnation is to be rebuilt, so the nine Youjing has been unwilling to erase.

”Let Lao Zu take you on your last trip!”

The white tiger stretches out the tiger's claw and presses it directly towards Ning Wushuang, just like a mountain directly pressing on Ning Wushuang, pressing it directly on the ground and twisting it slowly. It wants to completely erase Ning Wushuang's spiritual body!

”Hahaha, boy, in the end, Lao Zu won!”

White tiger is very proud. Now no matter who comes, he can't change the outcome of Ning Wushuang's defeat.