Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 625 - 574 Former Black Tiger_2

Breathes fiercely across the world like a tiger, sweeps the world like a War God.

Bang! Bang!

The void is exploding, endless energy plunges into chaos, gray energy, black magical power, soaring Sword Qi, and various chaotic energies all mix together, forming a violent and disordered energy within a hundred-mile radius.

The battle between both sides falls into a stalemate.

Kill!

At this moment, the Black Tiger bursts out, the power of the long saber in its hand suddenly increases by three times, the speed also increases by three times.

When the saber strikes down, it annihilates everything.

The black flames are melting, and at the moment of the Human Race Divinity Transformation's astonishment, the long saber slices through its brow, cutting it in half with one strike.

The Primordial Spirit flies out with a look of panic, about to transform into a stream of light to escape.

"Soul Capture!"

The King Pattern on Black Tiger's brow opens, transforming into a vertical eye.

As the vertical eye opens, a terrifying soul-capturing force sweeps in.

The Primordial Spirit immediately becomes dazed, seemingly naturally restrained, transforming into a stream of light, being absorbed into the vertical eye, directly suppressed.

"Give me back Brother Zhao!"

The Human Race Swordsman is furious, urging the longsword to stab out.

The speed of the longsword is extremely fast, intending to surround Wei to save Zhao.

Using the attack on Black Tiger to save his comrade.

But Black Tiger is extremely ruthless, willing to get injured just to kill the Human Race Divinity Transformation.

Slash!

Under that sword, half of Black Tiger's body is split open, but it merely sneers, "This is the first one!"

Black Tiger moves swiftly, slashing towards another Divinity Transformation.

The wound on its body rapidly heals under the influence of a Secret Technique, but just when it's halfway healed, a gray airflow moves, sizzling, preventing the wound from healing. The gray airflow continues to surge, not only failing to heal the wound but also aggravating the injury.

The black Great Banner sweeps down, originally extremely soft, but under the infusion of magical power, it hardens like steel, directly stabbing towards Black Tiger's head.

Black Tiger's body flows, like floating willow fluff, evading the sweep of the long banner.

But the longsword strikes again from another angle, stabbing with an extremely eerie style, its speed swift and tricky, like a spirit point.

Black Tiger's body twists and moves to dodge the assassination, but due to the wounds on its body, it is a beat slower in its evasion; the Treasure Sword pierces its chest, destructive Sword Qi sweeps in, about to tear Black Tiger's body into two halves.

However, at this moment, Black Tiger smiles.

A smile of extreme strangeness.

Amidst the strangeness is a chilling coldness, like a ghostly deity from Hell.

At this moment, Black Tiger's left hand changes, transforming into a tiger claw.

It grasps toward the Human Race Swordsman's chest, clutching the Primordial Spirit in its palm.

With a gentle squeeze, the Primordial Spirit shatters.

Another Human Race Divinity Transformation falls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The black long banner strikes down from the sky, instantly splitting Black Tiger's body into two, flesh and blood flying, blood scattering into the void.

The Human Race Cultivator, urging the Great Banner to oppress downward.

The Great Banner changes, but it is soft like a whip, lashing in.

Black Tiger sneers, the King Pattern on its brow opens, the vertical eye opens.

Along with the vertical eye opening, the captured Primordial Spirit begins to burn, the power of the vertical eye frantically enhances, illuminating the Human Race Cultivator, who immediately becomes dazed, seemingly losing its soul. After three breaths, a Primordial Spirit is directly captured, entering the brow.

This Primordial Spirit is again suppressed.

The three Human Race Divinity Transformations who attacked are all killed by Black Tiger.

Whew! Whew!

With the battle over, Black Tiger also breathes a sigh of relief, the aura on its body wilting.

Urging Secret Technique, the blood scattered on the ground, and the damaged flesh begins to recover, but there is gray energy eroding, leaving it in a broken state, like a shattered porcelain forcibly pieced together, seemingly on the verge of breaking apart again at any moment.

"I finally survived!"

Black Tiger breathes a sigh of relief.

"Jin Xi, next time it's you who will die!"

Recalling the past, its father was a Golden Core Demon King, it was born with a background of power, and would have had a happy and fulfilling youth if not for an accident.

With the appearance of Jin Xi, its father was killed, and it began to become a wandering tiger with no home.

The clan's territory was occupied by other demon beasts, and it began wandering everywhere.

Until now, it has finally become a Divinity Transformation, with a glimmer of hope for revenge.

At this time, Black Tiger feels a chilling danger approaching, as if a great catastrophe is coming.

In the void, a white jade-like hand appears, seemingly the hand of a human female cultivator, suddenly appearing in the void, then slapping down.

Black Tiger's pores tremble, its spirit trembles, as if encountering a natural enemy.

Urging magical power, transforms into a peerless killing move, becoming black flames blasting into the sky.

But the white jade hand oppresses down from the sky.

The black flames extinguish, Black Tiger's body shatters on the spot, turning into meat paste.

Crack!

Crack!

Seemingly with too much force, spatial cracks appear in the void, Black Tiger's body is also drawn into the spatial crack, disappearing.

...

Purple Sun Mountain.

In the Cave Mansion, a female cultivator sits, wearing a green robe, her skin white as jade, black long hair, eyes like stars, graceful countenance, like a lady from a noble family, exuding elegance and composure, a serene smile, with a disposition neither joyous nor sorrowful over external things.

Above her head, a green lotus blooms and changes.

The lotus blossoms, opening into eighteen petals.

As the lotus blooms, a faint fragrance wafts through.

"A Black Tiger pathed into Divinity Transformation, considered an impressive figure. It seems to be Jin Xi's enemy, and thus my enemy as well... but this guy was foolish enough to directly call Jin Xi's name. If not for this, I wouldn't have descended and slapped it to death!"

Qinglian said, lifting a teacup with her delicate right hand, taking a sip of tea.

This delicate right hand was the one that just killed the Black Tiger Divinity Transformation.

Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation is Qinglian's current realm.

After all, she was once Jin Xi's clone, although later practiced Secret Technique to become an independent entity, the connection with Jin Xi still exists.

Just now, upon hearing someone mention Jin Xi's name, especially a demon race cultivator, she struck across the distance, instantly smashing him into meat paste.

Divinity Transformation first layer and ninth layer appear to be the same, but the gap is even greater than from Golden Core to Nascent Soul.

Just one slap, and he was killed.

...

The endless void is shattering, in the shattered void, there is meat paste rolling, which is Black Tiger.

Trapped in the chaotic currents of the void, even a Divinity Transformation cannot withstand the impact and will be obliterated. Only a Refining Void Great Power, understanding the force of nothingness, can survive in the chaotic current of the void.

As the chaotic currents tear down, on the verge of completely obliterating it.

An island appears, surrounded by a faint light membrane. On the island, there is a rudimentary Cave Mansion.

The island is flying, drifting in the void.

Swish!

Black Tiger's body crashes onto it, falling near the Cave Mansion.

Woo! Woo!

Seemingly sensing something, Spiritual Qi in the void surges over, entering its body, repairing the injuries.

About three months later, Black Tiger opens its eyes, the injuries on its body have healed mostly, capable of free movement now.

"This is a void cave mansion, I survived!"

Black Tiger stands up and heads to the Cave Mansion entrance, reaching the entrance directly.

Urging magical power to push, the Cave Mansion's door opens easily.

Upon entering the Cave Mansion, it sees an elderly man with white eyebrows seated there like a statue, his vitality entirely dissipated, leaving only a faint pressure, displaying past strength.

Aura surpasses Divinity Transformation, already reaching the Void Refining Realm.

This is the corpse of a Refining Void predecessor.

Merely sitting and decaying over time.

Observing this predecessor, there is a familiar aura, this is a tiger-type demon cultivator.

"I greet the predecessor, many thanks for your help, without which I couldn't have survived!" Black Tiger speaks, immediately kneeling on the ground, kowtowing with thuds.