Chapter 363 Golden Soul and White Tiger, Get Sacrifices

When the saber-toothed tiger king heard Ye Yang's words, he held the hands of the white tiger box, one of the eight ancient boxes, and couldn't help but tremble.

Holy Spirit Beast White Tiger.

Their ancestors, the highest glory.

It is the most noble god of their entire saber-toothed white tiger clan, and the position in their hearts is an irreplaceable existence.

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

Test your own blood.

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

"boom……"

The saber-toothed tiger king gently opened the white tiger box, and suddenly a breath of the soul of the holy beast, the white tiger, surged out.

The soul of the Holy Spirit Beast White Tiger seems to have already sensed its descendants in the box, and it is very restless.

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

"Hooho..."

As soon as the box of the Holy Spirit Beast White Tiger was opened, all the saber-toothed white tigers in the entire area where the saber-toothed white tiger lived, let out a reverent roar at this moment.

The tiger roared one after another.

As if welcoming their new tiger king.

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

An ancient soul power covered the whole area of ​​the Saber-toothed White Tiger.

"Golden soul?"

Inside the house, Ye Yang was very surprised when he saw that the soul of the four holy beasts, the white tiger, turned out to be golden.

This is completely beyond my own logic.

Moreover, he had also seen the soul of the holy beast, the white tiger. At that time, he was in a very mysterious space, and he saw the soul of the white tiger, which is not the way it is now.

"I have seen my ancestors."

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

The same family, that ancient power, and a special connection.

It made it very sure that the golden tiger soul in front of him was the ancestor of the ancient times, the holy beast, the white tiger.

"Has my White Tiger clan fallen to such a field?"

The golden tiger soul sensed the village of the saber-toothed white tiger, and said with a sigh, "Time has passed, does the era of our four spirit beasts really cease to exist?"

"Are you the current patriarch of the White Tiger Clan?"

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

"Yes."

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

"Let the White Tiger Clan go down. If I can return one day, I hope to see the prosperous White Tiger Clan."

After that, the golden soul of the ancient holy beast, the white tiger, returned to the white tiger box.

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

The saber-toothed tiger king had tears in his eyes. He never thought that he would be able to see his ancestors with his own eyes. For him, this was definitely the greatest honor in his life.

The white tiger golden soul returned to the box, and the box closed automatically.

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

"Where did you get this box from?"

The saber-toothed tiger king looked at Ye Yang and asked.

"Given by Lianbang, 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 what you're talking about, but it's too difficult."

Hearing the words, the saber-toothed tiger king said with a melancholy expression: "You still need the bones of our ancestors. With only our bones, no one of our saber-toothed white tiger family can withstand the souls of our ancestors."

"Furthermore, the rumored resurrection technique 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'm missing the flesh and blood of a white tiger, to bring the bloodline passed down from your ancestors."

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

The saber-toothed tiger king was silent.

What does it seem to be thinking?

Reanimated ancestors, of course it also wanted to.

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

Because, resurrection means that the holy beast white tiger wants to occupy the body of a saber-toothed white tiger.

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

No matter how weak it is, it is a common thing to be swallowed directly by the soul.

"I know you don't want to sacrifice your people's lives, I'm not reluctant, everything is voluntary."

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

Now in this situation, it is impossible to force it.

Can't beat it after all.

Therefore, I can only look at the saber-toothed tiger clan, wondering if I want to resurrect my ancestors.

After a short silence, the saber-toothed tiger king looked at Ye Yang and said with a heavy face, "Come with me."

After all, the saber-toothed tiger king turned and walked further into the house.

Ye Yang immediately followed, and Sophie grabbed him: "Ye Yang."

"fine."

Ye Yang lightly patted Sophie on the shoulder, showing a reassuring smile.

Immediately, he followed the saber-toothed tiger king into a space that had been opened up.

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

"This

Yes? "

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

However, Ye Yang pierced through the strength and bloodline of this little saber-toothed tiger at a glance.

The pinnacle of the ultimate body, the bloodline of God's 4th level, and the blood of the Holy Spirit of the Holy Spirit Beast White Tiger flowing in the body.

Its purity level is higher than that of the saber-toothed tiger king beside him.

"This is my son, the one with the highest bloodline among the generations of our saber-toothed white tiger clan."

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

"Now the White Tiger family is divided into two bloodlines, one bloodline is our saber-toothed white tiger family, and the other bloodline is the white tiger family with purer blood. They are the direct bloodline inheritance of the white tiger holy beast."

"But in order to reproduce offspring, decades ago, the bloodline purity of their bloodline began to be diluted, and they were looking for ordinary tigers to inherit the lineage."

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

"It's a pity that it is naturally weak, and its soul power is very insufficient. It needs to rely on soul nourishing grass to survive for many years."

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

"Human, I don't know your name? I don't know you. But for the sake of my ancestors, I am willing to believe 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 the ancestors. Perhaps this is its born mission."

"Its life is not long, if it can make a contribution to resurrecting the ancestors, it is not a waste of life."

"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 that was supposed to be a super spirit beast, but because of the pain, he shrunk here to continue his life, and he felt a lot of pain in his heart.

"Didn't you find a way to treat it?"

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

"All the methods have been used, and I have also searched for people who are strong human beings with excellent medical skills, but there is no effect."

Hearing Ye Yang's words, the saber-toothed tiger king said with a sigh.

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

This situation is worse than he imagined.

It is almost impossible to survive.

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

"Father, I'm sorry."

Suddenly, the little white tiger spoke to the saber-toothed tiger king.

Ye Yang was suddenly shocked. He didn't have the strength of a super-ultimate body, so he could actually speak?

"This?"

Ye Yang looked back at the saber-toothed tiger king in amazement, the meaning was obvious, just to ask the saber-toothed tiger king what was going on?

"My son has been able to speak human words since he was born, and his talent is that of an outstanding existence among spirit beasts."

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

"Well, thank you father."

The little white tiger nodded and tried to stand up, but struggled several times, but was unable to succeed.

Ye Yang helped the little white tiger to stand up, and he felt an inexplicable goodwill towards the little white tiger.

He felt that he and this little white tiger seemed to have a very similar fate.

If we can go on together, we can definitely become the best partner.

It's a pity that the lifespan of this little white tiger is about to reach its limit.

However, it has a great effect on Ye Yang.

The resurrection of the holy beast, the white tiger, requires powerful sacrifices.

This little white tiger is obviously the best choice.

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

The saber-toothed tiger king looked at Ye Yang and asked again.

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

"Okay, since you've said it for the sake of it, then I'll take your son away."

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

"My life is like this, so what if I don't want to? At least, my son is still alive. It's better than leaving the world like this."

Saber-toothed tiger king.

Ye Yang admired the father-son relationship of this spirit beast, turned his eyes to the little white tiger, and asked, "What's your name?"

"noob."

Little White Tiger Road.

Ye Yang was a little speechless, obviously it was a tiger, or a spirit beast with the blood of the holy beast, the white tiger.

But he took the name of a dog that was raised in the earth five thousand years ago!

But that's not the point. He looked at the little white tiger and continued to ask, "Would you like to follow me?"

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

Xiao Baihu said, tears welling up in his eyes.

Ye Yang was moved by their true feelings, opened the White Tiger Box of the Eight Ancient Boxes, and said, "Go in, it may be helpful to you, inside, there are ancestors of your White Tiger clan, and its soul power is good for you. ."

"Wow..."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiaobai

The tiger turned into a white light and entered the ancient box.