The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2887 Like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard
Shen Jiuqi let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

A fierce murderous aura emanated from the cold eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, a sharp wind of palm slapped towards the ten white tigers.

The strength of these ten white tigers is not strong except for three.

Among the White Tiger Clan, it can be said that it is relatively middle-lower, and this is also Shen Jiuqi's deliberate choice. He has long been guarding against the White Tiger King, so it is naturally impossible to release all the strong members of the White Tiger Clan.

So these ten white tigers, even the three powerful white tigers who belonged to the elders in the clan, could not survive even one night under the palm of Shen Jiuqi, and were directly patted into meat paste.

Seeing the ground was stained red with blood, Shen Jiuqi casually withdrew his hand and didn't care, as if what he just killed were not ten white tigers, but a few inconspicuous flies. He looked up at the front, his eyes piercing Through the cracks in the space, seeing the White Tiger Realm bound by chains in the cracks, there was a coldness in the depths of the eyes.

Since this white tiger clan is so ignorant of good and bad, there is no need to keep it.

Thinking that a mark appeared on the palm of his hand, the black mark exuded light, and there was a strong ominous air in that light.

With a single thought, he planned to destroy this mark.

This mark represents the seal of the White Tiger Clan. Once he destroys the mark with all his strength, the entire White Tiger interface will be destroyed directly.

But before he could make a move, he suddenly paused slightly as if he had thought of something.

Why did he forget that the original blood of the white tiger is very useful to him, and he only selected part of the blood of the white tiger for extraction. If so, he might as well extract the blood of their entire group.

In this way, can the white tiger still be a white tiger?

He wanted to see where the White Tiger Clan would go after losing their blood power?

Presumably their expressions will be very exciting then.

Thinking of such a thought, Shen Jiuqi narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of watching a show in the depths of his eyes.

Even the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, which was full of malice no matter how you looked at it.

And his figure also slowly dissipated in place.

But this matter, his second avatar can't do it, it still needs to be done by himself, and I don't know what he thinks.

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In addition to the fate of the White Tiger Clan, the other locked realms also welcomed uninvited guests, and their uninvited guests were all one person, that is Shen Jiuqi.

It is not wrong to say that they are Shen Jiuqi, but specifically, they are all clones of Shen Jiuqi.

At this time, within the Xuanwu Realm, in an unknown depth of sea, under a huge glacier was suppressing an old tortoise.

The old tortoise's body, limbs and head were all locked by the huge chain that was as thick as a baby's arm, and it was very difficult to even move it.

At this time, there was a person standing in front of the old turtle. This person was none other than Shen Jiuqi.

A black light flashed all over Shen Jiuqi's body, separating the sea water. He looked at the black turtle in front of him, without a trace of expression on his face, but he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"You should have felt the fate of the leader of the Xuangui Patriarch, the White Tiger King. If you don't want to end up like the White Tiger King, this lord advises you to obey the lord's will, and the lord is not obliged by your clan."

The old Xuan Gui didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear Shen Jiuqi's words, he closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

But if you observe carefully, you can indeed see that the four claws of the old black turtle, which are locked by huge chains, can't help but move slightly.

It seemed that the death of the White Tiger King made him feel a little uneasy, but he still held back and didn't let his emotions show too much.

"Clan Chief Xuangui, if you pretend to be dead again, I will make you a real dead turtle."

Shen Jiuqi has already ignited his anger.

This old black tortoise is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard. He has been here for so long, and he has not received the slightest response to every word he said. He has already become a little impatient.

What he said to the Xuangui patriarch before was naturally without any falsehood.

He really didn't have to.

There are other races that are sealed by the world-locking array.

(End of this chapter)