Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Looking at the majestic and menacing white tiger in front of him, its huge body, sharp eyes, and the terrifying pressure it exuded, the little fox's scalp instantly went numb and his heart rose to his throat.

It was so scared that it quickly ran behind Zhou Xian, holding Zhou Xian's trouser legs tightly with its two claws, and its body couldn't stop shaking. The little fox shrank its head, only daring to show a pair of eyes, staring at the white tiger nervously, and its ears were tightly pressed against its head because of fear.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian smiled slightly, tilted his head and said softly, "Take your things and stay away. Find a safe place to hide. Don't get hurt by mistake. Leave this white tiger to me, don't worry."

After that, he patted the little fox's head gently, threw the backpack on his back to the little fox, and signaled it to leave quickly. Although the little fox was still a little worried, it still obediently loosened its claws holding the trouser legs, picked up the backpack that was bigger than it, and ran away, looking back every few steps, hiding behind a huge rock, sticking its head out and nervously watching the battle that was about to unfold.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian couldn't help but shook his head, waved his hand and condensed the "Oath of Protection" magic to cover the little fox, then turned his attention back to the white tiger in front of him. His aura increased again, preparing for this fierce battle with the Sanctuary monster.

This was the first time he faced a sanctuary-level monster head-on. The excitement and excitement in his heart surged like a tide, and the desire to fight burned in his chest.

The majestic white tiger in front of him, with its oppressive aura, not only did not make him retreat, but it was like a fire, igniting the aggressive gene in his bones. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, and locked onto the white tiger's every move, not missing any details.

The magic power in the body surged wildly, and the fighting spirit also began to circulate at high speed, continuously gathering to the limbs and bones, building up strength for the upcoming battle.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across the blood-red vertical pupils of the white tiger. The wisdom of the holy beasts was no less than that of humans. Seeing the undisguised provocation in Zhou Xian's eyes, it raised its head to the sky and suddenly let out a deafening roar.

The roar was like rolling thunder, echoing in the valley, shaking the surrounding rocks to fall. Along with the roar, the white tiger suddenly spread its wings, and a strong airflow swept in like a hurricane, blowing the surrounding mist into the air.

It pushed its feet hard and rushed towards Zhou Xian like a white lightning. Its sharp claws flashed with cold light, as if it could tear Zhou Xian into pieces in the next second.

Zhou Xian's eyes were as sharp and cold as an eagle's. Facing the white tiger that was rushing towards him with great momentum, he showed no fear at all. His feet were firmly nailed to the ground as if they had taken root, and his posture was as straight as a pine tree.

Just when Baihu was about to get close, he suddenly raised his hand, fighting spirit surged in his fist, and with a low roar, he threw a punch.

I saw the majestic fighting spirit breaking out of the body like a substance, and a sharp whistling sound resounded all around. Wherever it passed, the surrounding space was distorted and deformed. The air seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, making a "sizzling" sound.

The white tiger seemed to have felt the power of this punch. A hint of vigilance flashed across its originally ferocious eyes, and the speed of its claw swings increased a bit.

With a deafening "boom", Zhou Xian's fighting spirit and the White Tiger's attack collided fiercely. The powerful energy raged like a storm. In an instant, the whole valley trembled violently, as if the earth was overwhelmed by this force. The thick fog that originally filled the valley was also instantly dispersed by this impact, and the vision suddenly became clear. The sand and stones were shaken high up, the surrounding trees were uprooted, and huge rocks rolled down the mountain, making a rumbling sound. Zhou Xian and the White Tiger were both shaken in the center of this energy. The White Tiger was shaken back a few steps by the recoil force, and the rocks under its feet were crushed. It roared angrily, obviously not expecting that this seemingly tiny human in front of it would have such a powerful power.

Zhou Xian was not feeling well either. His arms were slightly numb and the fighting spirit in his body was surging. However, his eyes were still as firm as iron. He stared at Baihu, ready for the next round of attack.

The white tiger raised his head slightly, and uttered a deep and intimidating voice, "I didn't expect that you, a human, have some strength, but I am more than that in front of you. I hope you can satisfy me next time."

Its blood-red vertical pupils, which originally contained a hint of mockery and contempt, suddenly flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent.

Before, Baihu relied on his status as a sacred beast, and faced Zhou Xian, a human, with the intention of teasing him and using him for his own benefit, so he did not use his full strength in his attacks.

But the strength displayed by Zhou Xian's punch completely woke it up. This boy is so powerful at such a young age. If he grows up, he will definitely be a disaster for it. He must not be allowed to stay!
The white tiger flapped its wings violently, and its body rose from the ground and floated in the air. The aura around it began to surge wildly. Its white hair moved without wind, and there was a faint flash of lightning. The terrifying pressure was like a substance pressing towards Zhou Xian, as if it wanted to crush him directly.

"A magical beast with dual attributes of wind and thunder?" Zhou Xian's brows knitted together instantly, his eyes full of solemnity. He keenly noticed that in the originally peaceful valley, the wind element began to whistle wildly, forming wind blades visible to the naked eye; the thunder element was not to be outdone, flashing dazzling lightning and making "crackling" sounds.

These elements are converging towards the white tiger at an astonishing speed, and the white tiger's body is gradually covered by a layer of light formed by the interweaving of wind and thunder.

It let out a long howl, mixed with the roar of wind and thunder, which seemed even more powerful and terrifying. Zhou Xian could feel that the white tiger was using the power of the wind and thunder to launch a more powerful attack. He did not dare to be careless and quickly circulated the fighting spirit in his body to form a protective barrier on the surface of his body.

At the same time, the magic power in the body surged like a raging tide, and the surging power rushed through the meridians.

He mobilized the elemental powers he mastered. Except for the dark element that he had never touched before, the six elemental powers of fire, water, earth, wind, light and thunder began to condense rapidly under his control.

Blazing flames burned in his palms, emitting scorching heat; gurgling water surrounded him, lively and full of vitality; thick earth elements gathered under his feet to form a solid shield; howling winds swirled around him, making sharp whistling sounds; bright light bloomed from him, illuminating the surrounding area; faint lightning flashed around him, carrying a hint of destruction.

The six elemental powers intertwined and echoed each other, condensing into a huge elemental vortex in front of him, emitting a frightening pressure. Zhou Xian stared at the white tiger with a firm gaze, ready to face this peak confrontation. The white tiger in front of him would not allow him to hold back at all.

(End of this chapter)