The big white tiger glanced at the ginseng doll with contempt, then looked at Dongfang Junhao, and continued to ask: "How is it? Do you dare? Whether they can leave here safely depends on you."
Dabaihu changed his tone and said coldly.
"Okay! It's a deal. If I can withstand a blow from your third-level cultivation, can you keep your promise?"
Dongfang Junhao didn't wait for the ginseng doll to object again, then took a step forward and said loudly, with the situation in front of him, Dongfang Junhao couldn't tolerate not agreeing, so he could only try his best.
"Hmph! I am... also a true cultivator, how can I go back on my promise?"
The big white tiger was talking, but suddenly realized something, and then changed his words.
"Okay! In that case, your Excellency, then take action!"
Since he can't be kind, although Dongfang Junhao is young, he is not a mother-in-law person. He has a cheerful personality and is not sloppy.
"Okay! I like your character. Seeing that you have such courage, if you can really catch my blow, why don't I send you out of the mountain myself?"
As the big white tiger spoke, the light flashed and he transformed into a middle-aged man in white robes, handsome and majestic, with extraordinary martial prowess.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect that this big white tiger could turn into a human form. It was really not easy.
The middle-aged man in white robe stretched out his hand, and the brilliance barrier of the water curtain disappeared. This move made the ginseng doll startled again.
"I will give you ten breaths of preparation time. After ten breaths, I will take action."
The middle-aged man in white robe stared at Dongfang Junhao and said lightly.
Dongfang Junhao nodded slightly when he heard the words, and the Dao Transformation Talisman Technique was running in his body. He silently recited the mantra in his heart, preparing for a surprise...
Ten breaths passed quickly. The middle-aged man in white robe slowly raised his right palm, with his palm facing the sky...
A ray of light shot out from the palm of the white-robed middle-aged man and shot straight into the sky. In an instant, a huge tiger claw fell from the sky and grabbed Dongfang Junhao directly...
The huge tiger claws carried the momentum of a huge force and fell at a very fast speed, as if they were going to smash Dongfang Junhao into powder.
Facing the huge pressure brought by the tiger's claws, Dongfang Junhao couldn't help but be forced back a few steps by the momentum.
Everyone, including the middle-aged man in white robe, was looking at Dongfang Junhao. The huge tiger claw was about to fall, but Dongfang Junhao had not yet made any move...
“Boss~~”
"Uh huh"
Both the Ginseng Doll and the Eight-Armed Demon Ape couldn't help but worry about Dongfang Junhao, wondering how he would deal with it.
The middle-aged man in white robes looked on with cold eyes. Based on his cultivation level, it was not difficult to see that Dongfang Junhao had just entered the Taoist path for the first time and was just cultivating his mind...
And he just used only 30% of his cultivation level to cast a level four spell, Falling Cloud Claw, and was able to beat Dongfang Junhao to death.
Seeing the huge tiger claws reaching above his head, Dongfang Junhao's formula has also been completed...
"Now, the human spirit is supreme, the human spirit!"
Dongfang Junhao suddenly let out a clear whistle, which made everyone tremble, even the middle-aged man in white robe was stunned.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A round of Tai Chi rose rapidly from Dongfang Junhao's head. The higher the Tai Chi rose, the bigger it became...
The golden thunder in the Tai Chi Diagram crackled and flashed wildly, and the power that contained the rhyme of the Tao actually made the huge tiger claws tremble and pause in the void.
A giant figure wearing golden battle armor and holding a purple gold sword appeared next to Dongfang Junhao, with the same posture as Dongfang Junhao.
Dongfang Junhao stood up to the sky and pointed his sword at the sky with one hand. He was actually pointing at the huge tiger claw...
And the giant's light and shadow was like Dongfang Junhao, holding a purple gold sword, stabbing the falling tiger claws in the air...
"Zizzi~~Poof!"
The Purple Gold Sword and the Tiger Claw faced each other tit for tat. After the two forces were in a stalemate for a moment, the huge tiger claw was actually pierced by the Purple Gold Sword...
And the Tai Chi diagram rose seven or eight feet into the air and flew towards the white-robed middle-aged man...
All this happened in a flash of lightning. The middle-aged man in white robe was so shocked that he never imagined that such a shocking reversal would happen.
"Boom, boom! Explode~~"
A golden thunderstorm fell from the Tai Chi diagram and struck straight at the white-robed middle-aged man who was still on the ground in a daze.
"Crack!"
A thunderstorm struck the middle-aged man in white robe, and a burst of brilliance erupted, but the middle-aged man in white robe did not suffer any harm...
"You...how do you know this kind of technique? Who taught you this?"
The middle-aged man in white robes woke up immediately after being hit by a thunderstorm. He looked at Dongfang Junhao with a look of disbelief and asked in shock.
"Of course you are my master. I wonder why you ask like this?"
Dongfang Junhao was moved when he heard this and thought to himself: This big white tiger actually knows the technique I use. Could it be that it knows its ancestors?
If Dongfang Junhao's conjecture is true, then it may not be simple here.
"Your master? You mean your master taught you?"
The middle-aged man in white robe was undecided and still looked shocked. This shows how deeply this incident affected the middle-aged man in white robe.
"Of course, according to your wishes, not only do you know the techniques I practice, but you also know my master?"
Dongfang Junhao asked tentatively.
Although the two were talking, Dongfang Junhao did not withdraw his skills. The Tai Chi diagram was still on the head of the white-robed middle-aged man, and the thunder was flashing...
"boom!"
Another bolt of thunder came down and struck the middle-aged man in white robe, which also splashed with brilliance. However, the middle-aged man in white robe did not take it seriously and continued to ask about the things he cared about.
"Impossible. You have obviously just started practicing. And that person disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. How can he still teach you the skills? Boy, if you don't tell the truth, don't blame me for killing."
The middle-aged man in white robe had a cold expression on his face, like frost, and looked at Dongfang Junhao with cold eyes. He did not believe what Dongfang Junhao said at all.
"It seems that you really know the master? Believe it or not, no matter what grudges you have with the master, I, Dongfang Junhao, will take over on my behalf and will never back down."
Dongfang Junhao responded without fear. He knew that at this point, he could only take one step at a time. With the power of the middle-aged man in white robe, everything was in vain.
"However, even if you have any grudges with your master, it is between you and me. It has nothing to do with them and the people behind you. I hope you can let them go."
Dongfang Junhao was afraid that it would be bad if the Ginseng Doll, the Eight-armed Demon Ape, and the tribesmen were involved, so he said quickly.
"Are you really not afraid of death? I am not a murderous person. Otherwise, do you think these people can still live today? As long as you tell me where this skill comes from, I can still let you live."
The middle-aged man in white robe softened his expression and said.
"There is no need for me to lie. Besides, with your level of cultivation, how can you still not know whether what I am telling is the truth?"
Dongfang Junhao said calmly.
Indeed, although the white-robed middle-aged man was a little suspicious of Dongfang Junhao at first, it turned out to be true after he used his powerful spiritual thoughts to detect the fluctuations in Dongfang Junhao's soul.
The next words are just to further confirm my judgment.
"Little guy, you are very smart, witty and brave. Don't worry, there is no enmity between us. Instead, we have some connections."
The middle-aged man in white robe changed his expression and said calmly.
"Oh? Are you my teacher's friend?"
Dongfang Junhao asked doubtfully after hearing this.
Now that the situation has changed and there is no need for confrontation, Dongfang Junhao stopped using his skills.
"Moreover, where is your master? Can you take me to see him? I have been looking for him for a long time."
The middle-aged man in white robe looked at Dongfang Junhao with hope and asked.
"My master, he, he is no longer here"
Thinking of the master and ancestor who once saved him and taught him the skills, Dongfang Junhao felt sad for a while.
"When...when did this happen?"
The middle-aged man in white robe asked in surprise when he heard this.
Dongfang Junhao felt that the middle-aged man in white robe was not pretending, so he told the middle-aged man in white robe his story again, but he did not mention the matter of Donghua Baolu.
"It turns out that his soul has been sleeping in this mountain range. No wonder so many people couldn't find him back then. Alas! What a blessing and a curse!"
The middle-aged man in white robe seemed to be remembering something, and sighed with a sad expression.
"Your name is Dongfang Junhao, right! Very good! I didn't expect you to have such a blessing. Practice well! Your current cultivation level is too low, otherwise, I can..."
"Forget it, let's do it! I can make you a promise. Two hundred years later, if you can meet my requirements, I will come to follow you and help you succeed. I hope you can work hard to cultivate and don't insult your master. His reputation and his supreme skills"
"Take them away! It's time for me to go back. It's time to settle some things."
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man in white robe looked into the void and said sadly.
"Ah! This...then what should I call you?"
When Dongfang Junhao heard this, his heart was filled with ups and downs of confusion. He didn't know what secret was hidden in it.
"Just call me Bai Ling!"
After the middle-aged man in white robe finished speaking, he turned into a white light and disappeared instantly...
"Bai Ling? Big White Tiger? Meet his requirements after two hundred years? What is going on in this?"
