1891: C1891 White Demon Eyes

C1891 White Demon Eyes

Feng Yixiu smiled and shook his head. He said faintly, "You seem to have misunderstood something. You don't think that without the Mithril Cross Necklace, I really can't do anything to you, do you?"

"Isn't that so?"

The werewolf leader used a huge force to throw the Cross Necklace in his hand away, and then fell into the deep water lake not too far away from the White Evil Altar.

Although Bai Zhan immediately sent people to look for it, it was likely that they would not be able to find it in a short period of time.

"Originally, I could have let you die a quick and painless death. This is the way you chose to die in an even more painful way. You can't blame me..." Feng Yixiu's gaze was cold. The White Tiger that was hidden under his clothes gradually began to appear.

In an instant, Feng Yixiu's entire body was enveloped by a holy light, and at the same time, a violent murderous aura was surging around him.

Light and shadow, these two completely incompatible extremes, were able to coexist harmoniously on Feng Yixiu's body. Furthermore, an even more astonishing power was unleashed from his body!

"This... How is this possible!? Didn't the White Tiger imprint be inherited by that little girl? " Why do you also have it!? " Muto looked at Feng Yixiu with an incredulous expression and subconsciously took two steps back.

The reason why Mu Tuo didn't run away immediately was because he knew that Dongfang Xiamo, who had obtained the inheritance of the White Tiger, was only a Seventh Grade battle spirit sovereign. She wouldn't pose much of a threat to him.

But now, Feng Yixiu had also obtained the inheritance of the White Tiger. This situation was extremely bad...

When the people of the White Fiend Race sensed this Evil Extermination Sacred Power, the shock in their hearts was no less than Mu Tuo's. In fact, it was even more shocking!

"As expected of Lord Feng. Even without the White Tiger Sacred Spirit Bloodline, he can still obtain the White Tiger Mark!" Bai Zhan looked at Feng Yixiu once again with eyes full of respect.

"Ingrate, who told you that the Sacred Spirit's mark can only be inherited by one person..." Feng Yixiu smiled coldly and said faintly.

"F * ck! I'm not playing with you anymore..."

When Muto saw that Feng Yixiu had the White Tiger imprint, he immediately thought of retreating. He no longer had any hopes of being lucky.

However, Feng Yixiu didn't have any intention of chasing after him. A golden glow gradually wrapped around his eyes, and the shape of his pupils also changed slightly.

His ordinary black pupils gradually turned into a pale golden color. There was a dense and strange black pattern on it, and it gave off an extremely powerful pressure.

This was not only the power that the White Tiger had given Feng Yixiu, but also the signs of the Void Bloodline in his body gradually awakening after absorbing the White Tiger's mark.

However, Feng Yixiu had yet to completely unseal all the seals, so the power of the Void Bloodline was still unable to be fully utilized.

Even so, the White Devil Eyes still possessed an extremely powerful strength. Not only could it release the Evil Extermination Holy Light through its eyes, it also possessed a super strong dynamic vision that was comparable to the White Tiger Saint Spirit. It could even easily see in the dark night.

When Feng Yixiu activated the White Demon Eyes, the werewolf leader that was running at an extremely fast speed in front of him was as slow as a turtle...

"Evil Extermination Holy Light!"

Feng Yixiu's White Demon Eyes released a dazzling golden holy light. Its exaggerated brightness made people not dare to open their eyes.

When the werewolf leader bathed in the holy light of Evil Extermination, it was like the first snow meeting the morning sun. His body was slowly melting.

"Ah!"

The intense pain caused the werewolf leader to roar towards the sky. His entire body was burned by the golden flames.

The werewolf leader, who was known to be immortal, actually showed an unconcealable fear in his eyes. His legs could no longer maintain their standing position, and he slowly knelt on the ground...

However, the Evil Extermination Holy Light was unable to quickly burn him to death. It could only cause him to completely lose his ability to resist.

"Evil Extermination - Sky Shattering Clear Sky!"

The Azure Dragon Holy Spear in Feng Yixiu's hand began to be entangled by the Evil Extermination Holy Light. Immediately, it quickly gathered at the tip of his spear.

A golden ray of light easily pierced through the werewolf leader's heart, leaving behind a burning hole.1

"Boom!"

Muto looked at the fatal wound on his chest. Although he was unwilling, he still slowly fell to the ground.

The golden sacred flame was still slowly burning Muto's body, and his consciousness gradually became blurry.

The werewolf leader desperately tried to control the power of immortality to recover from his injuries, but an overwhelming force made him helpless.

A black murderous aura circled above the wolfman leader, and then it condensed into a black word, "Kill." A strange deathly aura gradually spread out.

"I just want a place that belongs to the werewolf. I don't understand what I'm doing wrong..."

The werewolf leader was about to die, but he was still mumbling something. His eyes were completely unfocused.

After a full three minutes, Muto's signs of life completely disappeared. Only then did everyone dare to approach him.

Feng Yixiu lowered his head to look at the werewolf leader who had died a miserable death. He frowned and said, "I will give the werewolf race a foothold, but you won't have the chance to see it..."

"Lord Feng, are you hurt?" Bai Zhan immediately caught up and asked with concern.

"Muto can't hurt me. How are the brothers of the White Fiend Tribe doing?" Feng Yixiu smiled and asked back.

"Thanks to Master Feng and Miss Dongfang, all the injured brothers of the White Fiend Race have fully recovered." Bai Zhan bowed slightly and spoke in a deep voice.

Ever since this battle, Bai Zhan's attitude towards Feng Yixiu had become much more respectful.

Not only Great Tribal Chief Bai Zhan, but the other elders who had doubted Feng Yixiu's strength also had respectful smiles on their faces.

"Lord Feng. What should we do with the Orcs who participated in the rebellion?"

Great Clan Elder of the White Evil Tribe stood out and asked respectfully.

The scale of this battle was very large. Many werewolves and the other three orcs were captured as captives.

"Kill all the orcs who participated in the rebellion!" Feng Yixiu put his hands behind his back and said coldly.

"There are close to five thousand of them. "Isn't this punishment a little too severe? I think we should just expel them from the country. Great Clan Elder 's pupils suddenly contracted, and he spoke with a trembling voice.

"Benevolence is left for friends, and not enemies!" Feng Yixiu glanced at Great Clan Elder coldly. His powerful murderous aura scared the other party so much that they did not dare to look at him directly.

Great Clan Elder looked at the chief Bai Zhan as if he was asking for help, but Bai Zhan shook his head. He said in a stern voice: "Why are you looking at me? Lord Wind is Wang Ling! "

Through this betrayal, Bai Zhan understood many things. Benevolence was his greatest strength, and also his greatest weakness!

He had expected the werewolf clan's betrayal, but he didn't expect that the other three Orc clans, who looked kind, would also have the intention of rebelling.

If they did not take drastic measures this time, it would be unfair to the other orcs who had not participated in the rebellion.

Only by doing the right thing would they be rewarded and punished. Only then would the Orc tribe become more powerful!

"Yes... Yes, sir!"

Great Clan Elder was so scared that he didn't dare to speak anymore. He then led the White Fiend Tribe to carry out the execution.

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