288: C288 White Tiger Psychic Spell

C288 White Tiger Psychic Spell

Roar!

All of a sudden, a violent murderous aura erupted from Xiao Yan's body. It sounded like the roar of a tiger. The roar dispersed the clouds in the sky, causing the mountain to tremble slightly.

Xun Er and Cai Lin were also jolted awake by this sudden tiger's roar. The two of them walked out of the Spiritual Source Formation and looked at Xiao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the courtyard.

At this moment, the Origin Monarch Qi on Xiao Yan's body was like a vortex that was continuously circulating. A sharp aura erupted from the former's body and gathered behind him. It vaguely seemed to have transformed into a huge white tiger. The white tiger's body was extremely blurry and it seemed to be about to shatter at any moment.

Xiao Yan's eyes were tightly shut, and his forehead was covered with a layer of black fog. He could see that Xiao Yan's eyes were tightly shut, and his forehead was covered with a layer of black fog. Bean-sized beads of sweat kept dripping down and Xun Er and Cai Lin instantly understood. They looked around vigilantly and took the initiative to protect Xiao Yan.

Although there was a barrier protecting the Heavenly Peak, it was better to be careful during this kind of emergency training.

At this moment, in Xiao Yan's mind, it was as if there was a huge white tiger roaring. It seemed like it wanted to break free from the chains that bound its body. Under Xiao Yan's control, these chains tightly bound the white tiger. The spiritual light on the chains rotated, whittling away the white tiger's body bit by bit.

The white tiger's eyes were blood-red. Its white teeth flashed with a cold light, making one's back break out in cold sweat.

Under the struggle of the white tiger, the few chains buzzed and shook the space. Xiao Yan, who had transformed his soul, stood in front of the white tiger with a serious expression. He used all the energy in his body to control the chains.

Crack!

Under the intense struggle of the white tiger, one of the chains shattered with a loud bang. It turned into mottled spiritual light and dissipated. Xiao Yan seemed to have suffered a heavy blow as his face turned much paler.

The White Tiger Spiritual Spell was the seal that formed the white tiger within his body. Only by completely refining this seal would he be able to use the Origin Monarch Qi to communicate with the white tiger and unleash a sharp attack.

Although he had the Prestige Power Spell, This thing had fallen into a slumber. If it was not suppressed by an extremely powerful aura, it would be impossible to awaken it in advance. With his current ability, he would not be able to deal with this white tiger seal even if he were to face it.

Ka!

Another chain was shattered. Xiao Yan's face turned pale and he almost fell down. The two chains that were connected to the white tiger's body were shattered. However, about one-fifth of the white tiger's body had disappeared. Now, there were only four chains left. It would be impossible to completely refine it. . .

The white tiger in front of Xiao Yan suddenly cried out in a miserable manner while Xiao Yan's mind was in a hurry. Its struggling body suddenly trembled. The struggling strength was instantly reduced. After which, the four chains buzzed during this period of time. In an instant, they wiped away the illusion of the white tiger that was reflected by the seal.

The instant the white tiger in front of him disappeared, Xiao Yan immediately sensed that the Origin Monarch Qi within his body had suddenly solidified. Soon after, the Origin Monarch Qi all over his body crazily poured into his back. In an instant, an endless amount of energy was accumulated on his back.

Roar!

Before Xiao Yan could react, a genuine long roar was emitted from behind him in a calm manner. At the same time that the long roar was emitted, Xiao Yan's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. The blood color on his face swiftly withdrew. Endless weakness was also swiftly transmitted from within his body.

"Hu, hu. . . "

Xiao Yan gasped for breath in large gulps. The Origin Monarch Qi within his body seemed to have been sucked dry. His entire body felt weak and powerless. Behind him, however, was an endless amount of weakness. * Hong Long. . . . . . *

Xiao Yan turned his head with great difficulty and saw a gigantic white tiger behind him. The white tiger was not as illusory as before. This time, it had a more solid body. A frightening aura was emitted from its body, causing one's scalp to feel numb.

Its pair of tiger eyes were the size of lanterns. They flashed with a blood-red light. Its huge tail whipped through the air, bringing with it a thunderous vibration that split the air apart.

Xun Er and Cai Lin by the side also looked at the huge tiger behind Xiao Yan in surprise. Seeing the smile on Xiao Yan's pale face, Cai Lin's heart moved and she softly said, "Success?"

She could clearly feel an extremely powerful Qi coming from this huge white tiger. This kind of pressure made her breathless. It was definitely the Monarch Skill that far surpassed the ordinary Monarch Arts. It seemed to be much stronger than Bai Yongzhao's Six Sky Breaking Spear.

With Xun Er's support, Xiao Yan slowly got up and looked at Cai Lin with a smile. "It's a success. But this thing, using it once will take away more than half of the Origin Monarch Qi. In this competition, it really cannot be used so easily. "

Xun Er heard this and looked at the white tiger behind Xiao Yan with her beautiful eyes. Her red lips slightly opened and she could not help but exclaim. The power of this move could be felt just by feeling it.

Cai Lin nodded and after a while, her red lips opened and said: "At least with this trump card, it will not be weaker than anyone in the competition. "

"Not weaker. . . This is not enough. . . "

Xiao Yan shook his head with a bitter smile. The Burning Spell was merely an intermediate Emperor Grade cultivation technique, and the White Tiger Spiritual Spell was a genuine intermediate grade Monarch Arts. If he used it once, he would have to spend more than half of his Origin Monarch Qi. If he used it as his trump card, he wouldn't even know how he would lose.

"Looks like I need to cultivate the Secret Arts on the Yin Scroll. "2

Xiao Yan mumbled to himself as he looked outside the Heavenly Peak. On the endless plain, buildings were scattered all over the place like stars in the sky. Among them was the place where the Mentoring Elder was located. The so-called Mentoring Elder was the one who taught the students how to cultivate. If there were any questions that they did not understand, they could answer them. . . Of course, this answer. . . It requires a fee, and the fee. . . It naturally referred to Spirit Origin Stones.

According to the rumors in the academy, after Muh Yuyang entered the Realm In Valley, he squandered 300,000 Spirit Origin Stones at once to ask the strongest Technique Impartation Elder about his cultivation. After obtaining the answer, in just a few days' time, he had successfully cultivated a Secret Arts. The importance of the Technique Impartation Elder could be seen from this.

What Xiao Yan wanted to ask the Technique Impartation Elder about was how to perfectly adjust the Yang energy and Yin energy in his body. This point, he must not be careless. After all, the Burning Spell wasn't an ordinary skill. Its mysteriousness was something that even Elder Yee didn't know about. Even so, it would be of great help to him if he could get guidance from the elder.

The next day.

Xiao Yan followed the guidance of Xun Er and her daughter and passed through layers of streets. Finally, he arrived at the square where the Technique Hall was located. There was only less than a month's time left before the Inner Courtyard Competition arrived. Most of the people in the Inner Academy were holding back their cultivation and wanted to use this opportunity to display their strength. Because of this, Xiao Yan rejected the company of the two girls. He let them cultivate in peace while he came here alone.

As the competition approached, the Technique Impartation Square was also filled with people. There were several long lines in the square, waiting for the guidance of the corresponding elders. Some students held scrolls in their hands, and their faces were full of anxiety. It was likely that they had encountered a bottleneck in their cultivation and wanted to come here to relieve the confusion in their hearts.

Xiao Yan slowly walked on the Technique Impartation Square. He looked up and saw that the line was like a long dragon. Although everyone was extremely vexed, they had no choice but to patiently wait in the line. Although there were a few long lines, Xiao Yan still noticed that the closer he got to the square, the fewer people there were in the line.

"Bai Yongzhao?"

He walked to the center of the square. There were three major palaces here. Xiao Yan immediately saw one of the palaces in the middle. There was only one palace in front of him. Bai Yongzhao was alone. When Xiao Yan noticed him, the latter had already entered.

Xiao Yan looked at the main palace where Bai Yongzhao had entered and frowned slightly. There was no one in front of the three major palaces. He did not know if he could go in and ask.

While Xiao Yan was hesitating, the door of one of the palaces beside him suddenly opened slowly. After that, a middle-aged man in a green robe walked out. The middle-aged man was skinny, and his body was filled with the aura of a book, making him look like a weak scholar.

The middle-aged man did not show any surprise when he saw Xiao Yan. He only smiled slightly. He said in a clear voice: "Saint Rank Trial Participant, come over here. If you have any questions, just ask me. "

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