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Chapter 987

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Well, the magic version of World War II is already unrecognizable, and Si Wu looked at Bai Lang, "This place is messed up like this, it can be considered to be caused by the two of us... Even if you are still very weak, as a void god and demon, there is no way."

The powerful Saint Seiya of the divine generation nodded, "Your cheap martial uncle should be looking for you, so we have to leave this world, and I will set this world right."

"Let God's belong to God, and the world doesn't need God!" Si Wu said.

Bai Lang scratched his own big beard, "Forget it, it's a pity that I really want to see the magic burning of this world." Si Wu shook his head, "Sure enough, it's a chaotic minister, just like your cheap master."

In the next second, Bai Lang only felt the sky spinning, and vaguely heard a sentence in his ears, "Different-dimensional space!"

I didn't expect Si Wu to be able to penetrate the world directly. Bai Lang also knew that this guy was very strong, but how strong is this Saint Seiya? He still didn't have a complete concept.

A finger fixed Bai Lang, who was rolling in the void in a "big" shape, "Yo, see you again." Bai Lang looked at this person who was righteous and had a fairy-like appearance. Isn't this Zhou Xianda, Zhou Zhenren?

"I heard you are looking for me? What good things? Ah, I know, it must not be a good thing again!" Bai Lang knew Zhou Xianda's character, and it was mostly another troublesome thing.

"You are wrong about this. This is a way for your master and me to conceive of making up for your shortcomings—seriously integrate the bloodline and be a demon for once. Anyway, humans are also a kind of hairless monkey demon." Zhou Xianda said.

"The martial arts you practiced from the beginning only belong to the martial arts of hairless monkeys, not immortal methods. And if you want to achieve the White Tiger Star Lord, you have to consider the bloodline." Zhou Xianda added, "And this is the most trouble-saving for us."

"You should be very grateful to us. Your foster fathers have done this for you. You should really be our grandson." Bai Lang's face suddenly turned green and red, but in the end, he had no choice.

Because he couldn't beat them.

That thieving soldier or Qianshan Zhenren, at least they were all Taiyi Golden Immortal fruits, and they were even afraid that they would not fall behind when facing the sect leaders. Bai Lang couldn't do it yet. Although the White Tiger Star Lord was one of the four poles of the world, he was not yet combined with his soul, which could be considered as being in harmony in appearance but not in spirit.

The White Tiger Star Lord was violent and arrogant, and his anger was like madness. "So we must make up for your root, and be a real White Tiger Star Lord—Zhuque also has to go through this, but it should be easier than you."

Zhou Xianda's whisk swept, and Bai Lang's anger disappeared. "Anyway, they are all carbon-based organisms. Everyone came from cephalochordates like Hainan fish. It's not difficult to turn from human to tiger—not to mention the help of demon magic. Congratulations on seeing the big boss take action in person."

Sure enough, it was a shot. The big boss really just stretched out a hand and let Bai Lang see it, "It looks a bit like a bird's claw, with five fingers, feathers, and scales. I think this big boss is also an egg-born feather-transformed person, hahaha."

Bai Lang thought secretly, but the big claw grabbed him, and he was pinched like a fool who was about to suffocate.

In the next second, Golden Bell Shield Bai Lang lost consciousness and fell into darkness.

Bai Lang opened his eyes and immediately found that his nose, mouth, and even his whole body seemed to be soaked in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he was rushing into his body frantically without breathing or exhaling.

In front of him was a quartz board, on which handwriting was appearing.

"Don't make a sound, make a fortune in silence! Note that we let you smuggle to the old man's place. Now it is the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth in the old man's hands, letting the concept of the White Tiger on you manifest—from today on, you are not a human. Remember, remember!"

The handwriting disappeared quickly and was replaced by another line, "Don't be in the limelight—at least don't be in the limelight for the next few thousand years. When the time is right, you will be free. Then you can choose to leave."

Bai Lang smacked his lips, "That's it? It's very simple, why say it so seriously—and actually claim credit for it, saying that I should be your foster grandfather?!"

The quartz board in front of him shattered into crystal-clear dust. This was destroying the corpse and erasing the traces. Bai Lang looked at himself and was indeed in the form of a baby tiger, curled up in a triangular depression formed after a huge tree died and fell.

This exit was flat, and the top and surroundings were formed by wood, with a height of about one meter.

"I can't even be a human, I can only be a tiger, really damn it." Bai Lang still had the horizontal bone in his throat and couldn't speak, so he could only curse in his heart.

With such good external conditions, of course, he had to practice martial arts... The true Qi of the Golden Bell Shield began to roll in the meridians...

Although the White Tiger Star Lord is called the White Tiger, Bai Lang is not a white little tiger. On the contrary, he is a Xuan Tiger, with black fur and white patterns on it...

But it can also be said to be white background and black patterns, this is not clear.

"I didn't expect the Golden Bell Shield to be so damn versatile, it can even practice a tiger body. That's right, everyone's ancestors are like lancelets, and there is not much difference in the meridians of this body." Bai Lang thought.

After really practicing, Bai Lang found that running the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield and Nanto White Tiger Fist with a tiger body was not less efficient than his martial arts, and there was a very special aura entangled with his true Qi.

This is something from inside his body.

"This is the White Tiger Qi, right?" It is also the beginning of heaven and earth, and the four poles of heaven have not yet taken shape, so of course, it is a big suck and even control of Gengjin Qi, achieving the White Tiger.

Little tigers don't need to eat. Only low-level organisms ingest protein—the White Tiger is a concept, a concept aggregate of Western Gengjin and military killing, but it is manifested as the appearance of a tiger.

Bai Lang knew this very well, so he had to go out and kill when he grew up. The more killing, the more he could understand the White Tiger aura, and finally achieve the Western Jianbing God.

One day later, Bai Lang had grown from a bean-sized cub to the size of an ordinary adult tiger. As he operated his true Qi, a metal-like shell structure gradually grew on his body surface.

Looking at himself in the water, "Ah, sure enough, it's this thing." Bai Lang looked at the shape of the grudge tiger dragon as the bottom, but the shell on his face, eyebrows, and forehead grew into the phoenix wings and bifurcated front-standing structure of the Heavenly King armor. Of course, the ghost face covering his face didn't change much.

The shell on his body changed greatly. It was not any Japanese armor, but a bright light shell with texture on his shoulders. More places were still fur, and it was combined with fur. The front claws didn't have any small swords.

The shells on his body were all small pieces, looking like scale armor, and they grew on the shoulders, chest, spine, abdomen, and the outside of the front and hind limbs, and were combined with fur.

The tail was naturally not any ten-character spear, but four-sided prism-shaped shell pieces, which were a multi-section steel whip when swinging.

The fangs were quite long, very similar to the original image. "I said there was a bad taste, I will find them to settle accounts sooner or later—but it looks okay."

When Bai Lang came out to see, he found some monsters with huge bodies like mountains. This reminded him of the mountain and sea classic games he saw in mobile phone advertisements, of course, it was completely different when he went in.

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