Chapter 242 - 242 This Dog Thief is So Bold, He Actually...

242 This Dog Thief is So Bold, He Actually…

“White Tiger God, please bless us!” the eighteen saint cultivations of The White Tiger Palace chanted the name of Buddha. They immediately felt that something was wrong and stepped forward. “Sect Master!” The eighteen saint cultivators of The White Tiger Palace shouted at the same time.

“White Tiger God, please bless us!” The eighteen saint cultivators of The White Tiger Palace lowered their heads and put their palms together. Their faces were solemn. The headmaster had ascended to Nirvana. It was sad and joyful. They turned their heads, but they could not see He Chuan in the attic!

“He Chuan, that dog thief, is really powerful!” A middle-aged monk said slowly.

“He’s indeed a vicious person!”

“He can’t have run far!”

“I’m afraid he’s already out of the capital!”

“This dog is really bold. He actually…”

“Let us split up and search for this devil!”

“I’ll take a look!” A middle-aged lama with a bamboo-thin body and dim eyes calmly said. The remaining seventeen people shut their mouths and stared at him. His Dharma eyes were enough to find that bastard He Chuan!

The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and opened an eye between his brows. It was a golden vertical pupil, cold and indifferent, like a god looking down at all living beings in the world, without sorrow, joy, emotionless, and without anger. The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and turned his head. His golden vertical pupils slightly narrowed. The seventeen saint cultivators were all shocked.

Being stared at by the Golden vertical pupil, his body instantly became as stiff as stone and could not move. Only when the Golden vertical pupil looked elsewhere did his body slowly recover. The power of this divine eye was evident. A moment later, the Golden pupil suddenly changed shape, from vertical to horizontal, like a long and narrow human eye. With a muffled bang, golden light suddenly burst out of his vertical pupils. The golden light was like dozens of golden swords.

He Chuan was standing on the tallest building in the capital, looking back at the eighteen saint cultivators of The White Tiger Palace. His eyes were also golden.

It was the heavenly divine eye ability he had cultivated in the past! At this moment, a god statue appeared above his head. It had handsome facial features, three eyes, a long sword in its hand, and a huge dog on its back. The huge dog was the size of a Tiger. It looked honest, energetic, and high-spirited.

He Chuan felt that it was God Erlang from the myths and legends, but it was also different from God Erlang, Yang Jian. It seemed to be true, but it wasn’t. He stopped thinking about it after he was a little confused.

At this moment, the statue’s vertical pupils were flowing with a hazy golden light, like the melting moonlight. He Chuan’s vertical pupils shot out golden light, but it was like the golden light of the rising sun in the morning. On the streets of the capital.

“Crack!”

With a crisp sound, the golden light disappeared, and the Golden flat pupil also disappeared from the center of his brows. The tall and thin monk opened his eyes wide, but the light in his eyes quickly disappeared. He stood there without moving and turned into a statue. “Senior Brother Qin?” Someone called out. The tall and thin lama had died.

“White Tiger God, please bless us!” The remaining seventeen Lamas chanted the name of Buddha in unison, solemn and grand!

…

At this moment, the solemn and sorrowful call of Buddha resounded through the entire capital. “Even a rat dares to bark!” He Chuan suddenly appeared in front of them and waved his sleeves lightly.

Before the seventeen Lamas could even react, they all became corpses.

Killing them would be too easy!

“You dare to kill the people of my White Tiger Palace? He Chuan, you’ll die today!”

Meng Ao shouted as his true energy surged out. He raised his right hand and slapped down from dozens of miles away. Elemental energy surged, and the water in the moat began to churn. A glittering pillar of light quickly smashed down on He Chuan.

“Interesting.” He Chuan’s expression was calm. He wanted to see how strong Meng Ao was and how different a true God was.

The light pillar was already approaching, and He Chuan had no time to escape. However, He Chuan was not afraid. He immediately poured out his vital essence and turned around to strike.

Bang! He Chuan’s palm instantly shattered the light pillar that was rapidly approaching. The water of the moat was raging, and the shattered elemental energy shot out in all directions in the moat.

He Chuan didn’t stop. After sending Qin Yuntian off, he retreated once more. However, Meng Ao was already prepared. He did not wait for He Chuan to retreat before he attacked. His true energy surged out like a mountain and pressed down on He Chuan. He Chuan furrowed his brows and opened his arms wide. The blood jade spear appeared out of thin air. Buzzzzzz!

The moment the bloody Jade spear appeared, He Chuan did not hesitate at all. He immediately thrust the spear in his hand at Meng Ao.

“Hmph!” Meng Ao snorted and leaped into the air, avoiding the spear. He shook his shoulder and slapped He Chuan with his right hand. Before the fierce palm wind could approach He Chuan, the violent vital essence still blew He Chuan’s long hair into the moat water.

He Chuan’s eyes narrowed. He stepped forward and dodged the palm wind. At the same time, he threw his blood jade spear at Meng Ao. The handle of the blood jade spear wasn’t very sharp, but it carried a terrifying force. It shook the water away and instantly smashed into Meng Ao.

Bang! With a muffled sound, Meng Ao’s body that had jumped up was sent flying. After forcing Meng Ao back with his spear, He Chuan didn’t follow up with another attack. Instead, he turned around and shot towards the West.

After a short exchange, He Chuan had a basic understanding of Meng Ao’s strengths. At least, he was at the second-rank of the mortal stage. He was not He Chuan’s opponent at all.

However, he didn’t want to start a war near the capital, in case the other party was driven into a corner and killed the civilians!

“You can’t leave!” Meng Ao thought He Chuan was afraid.

The deafening roar of The White Tiger reverberated in the sea. Meng Ao’s body had already turned into a hundred meter long purple White Tiger.

Meng Ao’s entire White Tiger body glowed with a crystalline purple light, making the entire purple White Tiger look ferocious and terrifying.

At the same time, a powerful pressure spread out and instantly locked onto He Chuan, who was quickly escaping.

Meng Ao had only revealed his true form for an instant. His hundred-meter-long white Tiger body twisted and his entire body was like a ray of light. In an instant, he had caught up to He Chuan. “I said, you can’t escape!”

The mouth on Meng Ao’s giant White Tiger head opened and closed slightly. The words that came out of the mouth were filled with killing intent. Before he could finish his sentence, Meng Ao’s thick white Tiger Tail suddenly swung towards He Chuan. Buzzzzzz! The White Tiger’s tail, which was as thick as an arm, shattered the water of the moat, causing the water around He Chuan to instantly thin.

At the same time, it brought with it an unparalleled destructive power as it struck down. The purple-evil White Tiger’s tail was many times faster than the blazing blood demon eel’s. He Chuan had already found out during his previous battle with Di Jiu.

It turned out that true godfiend could also change their bodies.

This was something He Chuan had not expected. He had indeed underestimated this group of otherworldly godfiend.

When Meng Ao’s White Tiger Tail came down, it was like a huge mountain. It was not slow and was as fast as lightning. He Chuan easily dodged it! The moat’s water churned, and mud rose. The waves splashed and the sea rocks shattered. The originally clear water of the moat immediately became muddy.

“Those who offend my White Tiger Palace will die!” the ferocious purple demon White Tiger roared. The hundred-meter-long white Tiger twisted its body again and turned into a purple light, instantly smashing toward He Chuan.

Meng Ao wanted to kill He Chuan! He Chuan’s pale face was expressionless. The moment Meng Ao attacked, countless green rays shot out like venomous snakes. Their twisted bodies instantly covered He Chuan.