The holy words from the Lord of Fortune, one word and nine cauldrons.

time.

From Liu Xie's body, the shadows of five divine beasts surrounded him.

In vain.

The white tiger's shadow turned into reality, turning into a golden stream of light and rushing towards the void.

boom!

The void was shaken, and the whole world was shocked.

A huge white tiger more than two hundred feet tall appeared on the top of the void with the infinite power of the divine beast.

"Roar."

A thunderous tiger roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the sound waves vibrated, making countless enemies tremble with fear.

The white tiger stamped in the void, like a divine beast from the world, slaying demons and monsters. Its cold and majestic gaze swept across Meng Yuan's army, showing coldness and murderous intent.

The white tiger, the mythical beast of the West, is a mythical beast of killing and gold.

"What...what's going on?"

"The white tiger, the mythical beast in Han Chinese legend?"

"Why does this happen?"

"Could it be?"

Kublai Khan looked at the white tiger in the sky in shock, with a look of shock on his face. Even though he was the leader of a country, he couldn't see clearly at this moment.

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Chapter completed!