Chapter 962 Resurrection of the White Tiger

On the other side, Master Tongtian and Medicine Buddha, after watching the fight between the eagle and the tiger for a while, also started their contest!

Master Tongtian has played many games and is already very familiar with it. He can be regarded as an experienced player.

After he clicked on the game, he and Medicine Buddha watched the duel between Golden Winged Roc and Patriarch White Tiger intently, because he felt that as long as that side wins, this level will be completed.

Medicine Buddha was exactly the opposite of what he thought.

This is not the first time for a rookie to participate in the game, even if Golden Wing Dapeng loses, there is still him!

He is not afraid of Master Tongtian at all.

To be honest, in Western religion, his status is not as high as that of the Tathagata, even the ancient lamp burning Buddha and Maitreya Buddha.

He has always been lower than that of several Buddhas, whether it is prestige or appeal.

Even many disciples of the sect did not know of his existence.

In the last chance, he didn't make a name for himself and achieved much-anticipated results, so this time, he must shock the audience!

Although he was also watching the movements of the golden-winged roc, he was also paying attention to Master Tongtian.

When Tongtong manipulated by the leader of Tongtian just moved a little, he immediately responded.

The tall and physically powerful God of War, with the word "Tong Tong" on his head, wobbled towards him.

The celestial being exuding golden light, that is, the pharmacist raised the magic pestle and went straight to Tongtong.

Master Tongtian used his own saber, named Juexian, to block it lightly, and the two innate treasures collided, making a clear and loud noise.

The eardrums of the audience in the live broadcast room hurt.

"Mist Grass! I'm really willing to part with it, these are two innate treasures, and I'm not afraid of being damaged!"

"It seems that the Juexian Sword is still powerful, and the Demon Subduing Pestle seems to have a little crack!"

"Of course, Master Tongtian is at the level of a saint. How can a Medicine Buddha be an opponent!"

"The matchup with real knives and real guns is beautiful, it's so exciting!"

"I really want to touch that Absolute Immortal Sword, looking at it's brilliance, it's so cool!"

"The Lord Tongtian just took out one sword. If he uses all four of his swords, Medicine Buddha must not be his opponent!"

"If all four swords are used, who else is the opponent in the world?"

Qin Hao watched the barrage fly up, his expression extremely indifferent.

It's just a game, I didn't expect people to pay so much attention to it, well, who knows that Datang doesn't have extra forms of entertainment.

The image of the immortal controlled by Medicine Master Buddha is very agile and quick, and when the Immortal Sword approached him, he jumped away.

Then, he jumped behind Tongtian Cult Master, raised the Demon Subduing Pestle and smashed it down mercilessly.

He can secure a great reputation in this game battle, no matter who the opponent is, he must win!

If you can't seize this opportunity and keep silent, you don't know how many years it will be!

His prestige will get worse and worse, future generations, who will remember him?

Who can respect him?

At that time, Buddhism will only recognize Tathagata Buddha and the ancient Buddha of Dideng, and even Maitreya Buddha will be better than him!

How could he swallow this breath!

The game image he chose is more flexible than that of Tongtian Cult Master, which is a great advantage.

Tongtong turned around and raised the Juexian Sword to fight again, but before the sword touched the Demon Subduing Pestle, Medicine Buddha jumped away again.

Repeatedly like this, more than half an hour passed, and the two of them just couldn't decide the winner!

The live broadcast room was full of complaints:

"If they fight like this, when will they be the top?"

"Isn't that leader a saint? Medicine Buddha is just a quasi-sage. If he can't take it down for such a long time, this leader of Tongtian has a false name!"

"It's boring, it's boring! If we keep fighting for so long, we're getting impatient!"

Looking at the bullet screens that appeared again, Qin Hao comforted everyone: "Be safe and don't be impatient, you must wait patiently, and don't affect the mood of the participating players!"

As soon as he spoke, the mood of the audience in the live broadcast room improved a little.

However, their interest was no longer in Tongtian Cult Master and Medicine Buddha, but shifted to Golden Winged Peng Eagle and Patriarch White Tiger.

Casting their eyes on these two handsome beasts again, the audience couldn't help but scream.

Because the head of the White Tiger Clan kept sweeping with his powerful tail, the Golden Winged Roc Eagle only hovered in mid-air, not daring to come down, but radiated streaks of golden light to shoot and kill the head of the White Tiger Clan.

The golden light of the golden-winged roc has the effect of absorbing power, every time it can hit the tiger, it can take away a little of his power.

Gradually, the tiger became more and more tired. It was out of breath, turned around, and waved its tail less flexibly.

In the end, he sat slumped on the ground, looking really tired.

Ding! Game Tip: Run out of blood!

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The members of the Yuanfeng clan saw that the head of the Baihu clan had died once!

Every contestant in each level has three chances to be resurrected!

Li Shimin was useless at all, he didn't expect Patriarch Baihu to use resurrection for the first time!

And it's exhausting!

The other two great powers of the White Tiger Clan looked at it, and they were really disappointing and discouraged!

I didn't expect their patriarch to be so stupid!

I can exhaust myself to death!

"This! This is really the most stupid person in the world! No, stupid tiger, he used his tail to sweep and kill others, and ended up exhausting himself to death!"

"Mist Grass! Just being exhausted by the opponent like this? Excessive energy consumption or being angry?"

"I guess there are all of them! Anyway, the White Tiger Clan has already lost a chance to be resurrected!"

In the live broadcast room, the audience was shocked and angry, wishing they could get into the mobile game and beat up this stupid white tiger!

There are such stupid people?

No, such a stupid tiger?

In the Tang Palace, the head of the Baihu clan, who was manipulating the mobile phone, was flushed with embarrassment!

Sweat broke out on his forehead, let alone others, he felt extremely ashamed!

I feel sorry for the White Tiger Clan!

Tang Wang Li Shimin, an ordinary mortal, was able to break through four levels in a row, and the key person didn't die even once!

How did you get here, you will die!

Or do you exhaust yourself to death?

This competition is the prosperity of the Three Realms, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at it!

Spread the word, do you still want your own face?

Also, on the surface, the White Tiger Clan is relatively peaceful and harmonious. In fact, only he, the patriarch, knows that the powerful men under him have ideas!

They are all waiting for the day when they are exhausted or make mistakes, so that they can kill themselves and become the new patriarch!

In such a situation, they don't know how happy they are!

He made an unforgivable mistake in front of the Three Realms, and he, the head of the clan, has come to an end!

After the resurrection, the Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, his copper-bell-like eyes widened even wider, and he kept breathing heavily from his bloody mouth!

He must win, and then he must take the initiative!

Otherwise, he would not only lose a game, but what was even more frightening was that he would lose the position of the Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan!