When the saber-toothed tiger king heard Ye Yang's words, he held the hands of one of the eight ancient boxes, Baihu He, and couldn't help shaking a little.

Holy Beast White Tiger.

Their ancestors, the highest glory.

It is the most noble **** of their entire saber-tooth white tiger clan, and its position in their hearts is irreplaceable.

Each generation is proud of its ancestors, the White Tiger Holy Spirit Beast.

Test your own blood.

The stronger the bloodline of the ancestral holy beast, the white tiger, the stronger its potential.

"boom……"

The saber-toothed tiger king gently opened the white tiger box, and suddenly a sacred beast white tiger's soul aura poured out.

The soul of the holy spirit beast Baihu seemed to have felt its own descendants in the box, and it seemed extremely restless.

It was completely different from when Ye Yang opened the box before.

"Roar..."

As soon as the box of the Holy Beast White Tiger opened, all the saber-tooth white tigers in the area where the saber-tooth white tigers lived made a respectful roar at this moment.

Tigers roared after another.

As if welcoming their new tiger king.

At the same time, inside the big wooden house, a golden light shined through.

An ancient soul power covered all the area of ​​the Sabertooth White Tiger.

"Golden soul?"

Inside the room, Ye Yang was very surprised to see that the souls of the four great holy beasts, the White Tiger, turned out to be golden.

This is completely beyond their own logic.

Moreover, he had seen the soul of the sacred beast Baihu back then. At that time, he saw the soul of the white tiger in a very mysterious space, which was not the case now.

"I have seen my ancestors."

The saber-toothed tiger king saw the golden soul of the four sacred beasts, the white tiger, and immediately shouted respectfully.

The same clan, that ancient power, and special connection.

Let it be very sure that the golden tiger soul in front of him is the ancient ancestor, the holy beast White Tiger.

"Has my white tiger clan fallen into such a field?"

The golden tiger soul felt the village of the saber-toothed white tiger, and sighed: "Time is gone, is the era of our four spirit beasts really gone?"

"Are you the patriarch of the White Tiger clan now?"

The golden tiger soul looked at the saber-toothed tiger king, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes."

The strength of the saber-toothed tiger king phantom divine body was like a child in front of the white tiger beast soul, nodded heavily.

"Lead the white tiger clan down, if one day I can return, I hope to see the prosperous white tiger clan."

After speaking, the golden soul of the ancient sacred beast Baihu returned to the Baihu box.

However, before returning to the box, he looked at Ye Yang deliberately.

The saber-toothed tiger king had tears in his eyes, and he never thought that he could see his ancestors with his own eyes. This was definitely the greatest glory of his life.

The White Tiger Golden Soul returned to the box, and the box closed automatically.

The saber-toothed tiger king hesitated for a moment, and returned the eight ancient white tiger boxes to Ye Yang.

"Where did you get this box?"

The Saber-toothed Tiger looked at Ye Yang and asked.

"Lianbang gave it, I have a way to resurrect your ancestors, but I need your help."

Ye Yang looked at the saber-toothed tiger king and said.

"I know the way you said, but it's too difficult."

When the saber-toothed tiger king heard the words, he said with a melancholy expression: "You still need the bones of our ancestors. With our bones alone, our saber-toothed white tiger clan, no spirit beast can withstand the soul of our ancestors."

"Moreover, the resurrection technique in the rumors is not so easy to find."

Hearing the words of the saber-toothed tiger king, Ye Yang smiled gently: "I already have the bones of the holy beast, the white tiger."

"Now I am short of a white tiger's flesh and blood body, with the blood of your ancestors."

"As for the resurrection technique, I will find a way to find it."

The saber-toothed tiger was silent.

What does it seem to be thinking?

Of course it wants to resurrect its ancestors.

But this requires sacrificing the life of a saber-toothed tiger in the clan, or more.

Because resurrection meant that the holy beast white tiger would occupy the body of a saber-toothed white tiger.

If the soul gap is too large, the weak soul will naturally be suppressed.

No matter how weak it is, it is often consumed by the soul.

"I know that you don't want to sacrifice the lives of your people. I don't force it. All voluntary."

Ye Yang looked at the hesitant saber-toothed tiger king and said.

In this situation, it is hardly impossible.

After all, I can't beat it.

Therefore, I can only look at the saber-toothed tiger family and want to resurrect my ancestors.

After a short silence, the Sabre-toothed Tiger King looked at Ye Yang and said with a heavy face, "You come with me."

After that, the saber-toothed tiger king turned and walked further inside the room.

Ye Yang stepped forward immediately, and Su Feifei grabbed him: "Ye Yang."

"It's okay."

auzw.com Ye Yang patted Sophie's shoulder gently, showing a relieved smile.

Immediately, he followed the Sabre-toothed Tiger King into a space opened up.

It disappeared in the eyes of Sophie, Lan Xin, and Bai San.

"this is?"

As soon as he entered the opened space, Ye Yang saw a little saber-toothed tiger lying on a pile of spiritual materials from heaven and earth, in a very poor condition.

However, Ye Yang penetrated the strength and blood of this little saber-toothed tiger at a glance.

At the peak of the ultimate body, the blood of God level 4, the blood of the holy spirit beast white tiger is flowing in the body.

Its level of purity is higher than that of the Sabre-toothed Tiger King beside him.

"This is my son, the one with the highest blood in our Sabretooth White Tiger family for several generations."

The saber-toothed tiger king looked at Ye Yang and said with a sad expression: "In fact, our saber-toothed white tiger is not a direct lineage of the white tiger clan, so we have always been weak in blood."

"The white tiger clan is divided into two veins, one is our saber-toothed white tiger clan, and the other is the white tiger clan with purer blood. They are the direct lineage of the white tiger sacred beast."

"But in order to breed offspring, decades ago, the blood essence of their veins began to be diluted, looking for the common tiger clan to pass on from generation to generation."

"And my son is the white tiger with the purest blood in the white tiger clan for decades."

"It's a pity that it is inherently weak, and its soul power is very insufficient. It needs to rely on the soul cultivation grass for many years to continue its life."

"The bones are not strong enough, otherwise the cultivation strength would have already surpassed me."

"Human, I don't know what your name is? I don't know you either. But in the face of ancestors, I am willing to trust you once."

The saber-toothed tiger king looked at Ye Yang seriously, and said, "I want you to take my son away and make him a sacrifice for the resurrection of our ancestors. Perhaps this is its mission."

"It's dead soon, if it can make a contribution to the resurrection of its ancestors, it will not be in vain."

"If you choose my son, I can promise you one condition."

Ye Yang heard the words and walked towards the little saber-toothed tiger.

He saw the little saber-toothed tiger who was supposed to be a generation of super spirit beasts, but because of illness, shrinking here to continue his life, he felt very painful.

"Did you not find a way to treat it?"

Ye Yang looked at the painful little white tiger and asked.

"I have used all the methods, and I have also searched for someone who is strong in human medicine, but it has no effect."

Hearing Ye Yang's words, the Sabre-toothed Tiger King said with a sigh.

Ye Yang checked the status of the little saber-toothed tiger, his brows suddenly frowned.

This situation was worse than he thought.

It is almost impossible to live.

It can be said that this little white tiger has reached its limit.

"Father, I'm sorry."

Suddenly, Xiao Baihu spoke to the saber-toothed tiger king.

Ye Yang was shocked. He could speak without the strength of the Ultra-Ultimate Body?

"This?"

Ye Yang looked back at the saber-toothed tiger king in surprise, his meaning was obvious, just to ask the saber-toothed tiger king what happened?

"My son has spoken human words since he was born, and his talent is among the spirit beasts, out of the ordinary."

The saber-toothed tiger king said with great heartache, and crystal tears flowed from his eyes: "Son, I have seen our ancestors, and I want you to merge with the ancestor's soul."

"Well, thank you father."

Xiao Baihu nodded and tried to stand up, but struggled several times, but failed.

Ye Yang helped Xiao Baihu stand up, facing Xiao Baihu, feeling a good feeling inexplicably.

He felt that he and this little white tiger seemed very fate.

If you can go down together, you will definitely be the best partner.

Unfortunately, the life span of this little white tiger is about to reach its limit.

However, it had a great effect on Ye Yang.

The resurrection of the holy beast Baihu requires a powerful sacrifice.

This little white tiger is obviously the best choice.

"Human, are you willing to take my son? I said, as long as you want, I can promise you any condition, even if I die."

The Saber-toothed Tiger looked at Ye Yang and asked again.

Ye Yang stood up and took out the white tiger box, one of the eight ancient boxes.

"Okay, now that you have said it, I will take your son away."

Ye Yang nodded and said, "But, are you really willing?"

"What if you are unwilling to be fate? At least, my son is still alive, better than leaving the world like this."

Sabre-toothed tiger kingly way.

Ye Yang admired the spirit beast's father-son relationship, turned his eyes to Xiao Baihu, and asked, "What's your name?"

"noob."

Xiaobaihu said.

Ye Yang was a little speechless, he was obviously a tiger, or a spirit beast with the blood of the holy beast, the White Tiger.

Instead, he took the name of a dog raised by the earth's family five thousand years ago!

But this is not the point. He looked at Xiao Baihu and continued to ask: "Will you follow me?"

"I do, I don't want to drag my father anymore."

Little Baihu said, tears flowed from his eyes.

Ye Yang was moved by their true feelings, and opened the ancient eight boxes of white tiger boxes, and said: "You go in, this may be helpful to you. Inside, there are the ancestors of your white tiger clan. Its soul power is good for you. ."

"Wow..."

As soon as the voice fell, the little white tiger turned into a white light and entered the ancient box.

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