Chapter 273

After a short silence, the white tiger agreed to Zhang Mu's terms with a little tiger head.

"The first five hundred orders of variation will be added to the future and traded for one time to replace the essence of the origin of a wood."

After the white tiger's voice sounded slowly, Zhang Mu was happy. He didn't expect the white tiger to be so crisp.

In fact, he didn't know the real reason why the white tiger made such a compromise, because it had found the difference in Zhang Mu, or atmospheric luck.

Everyone has a aura, and Zhang Mu's aura, in the eyes of white tiger's careful observation and against the background of the rising sun, is like a coiled golden dragon, storing but not sending, constantly plundering the luck of the weather to himself.

White tiger's interest now has simply looked at the origin of Zhang Mu, to Zhang Mu.

Karma, cycle. Today and Zhang Mu, who have gathered the great fortune between heaven and earth, have a good cause and will return in the future.

The world has changed greatly. The identity of the white tiger is extremely mysterious, but it has to carefully make a complete plan for everything, and never let go of any outcome that it can't imagine.

Now, this era has only opened the road of evolution.

The real era of great dark liquidation has not yet come. At that time, life will be ruined. No matter which of the human and animal races, they can't get rid of their doomed fate.

Recalling the predicted era of great dark liquidation, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the white tiger.

Although it has not experienced it, the inherent fear is like a layer of haze covering its heart, which is why it is so urgent to collect the origin of wood.

However, when it had a whim and began to observe Zhang Mu carefully, it was really surprised that it didn't capture his fate.

Can't see through!

This shows that this person's fortune has not been captured by today's long river of destiny.

No matter whether Zhang Mu escaped from the atmosphere or gained strength from the atmosphere, he had to make a good relationship with him. As the saying goes, he who is close to Zhu is red and he who is close to ink is black. If you have been with a lucky man for a long time, you will naturally take his fortune.

And if you're surrounded by bad luck, even if you don't have bad luck, you'll have to be involved.

But it can't be said or even revealed on the surface. If you say the secret in advance, you will suffer great retribution.

Can't say, can't say.

After revealing the secret, not only Zhang Mu, but also it will be implicated, and it is very likely to be dragged into the long river of fate again, causing all kinds of harm but no benefit.

This is different from the little prophecy of the second dragon small fight. This is a great mystery and a big prophecy. The white tiger can only roughly know the future, but it can't even control its own destiny. When it reaches the second level, its further awakening makes its divine soul slowly start to recover. It only knows that it wants to collect the breath of its origin.

However, the only original breath found is only in Zhang Mu, but everything is fate. Only Zhang Mu, a person of atmospheric transportation, can get the origin of wood without being covered by the powerful Qi field of the origin.

However, although Zhang Mu's origin of wood has been contaminated with the smell of great darkness, it has not really begun to be polluted. However, according to Zhang Mu's practice of not knowing the situation at all, the smell of origin of wood can only continue to degenerate.

Now white tiger can't take it from Zhang Mu, and can't tell him the key. He can only let it develop. I hope Zhang Mu's atmospheric luck can protect him from danger.

Zhang Mu saw that Bai Hu had been meditating. He thought he was calculating the pros and cons of trading with himself. Then he hurried and said, "I said Bai Hu, you promised so quickly just now. Aren't you going back on your promise now?"

The white tiger just wanted to speak. Suddenly, he found that his mind was tight. He increasingly felt that his contact with Zhang Mu must stop here and could not interfere too much. So he kept silent, moved away and turned to look down on the herd around him.

All the mutant herds under his hands crawled on the ground. For such a long time, the king didn't speak, and they didn't dare to move.

The white tiger glanced around and saw the jackals and wolves who were guilty of evil in its direction from time to time. They were angry for a moment. The only defeat in the confrontation with Zhang Mu was on their family.

Anger surged up, the tiger's palm shook, and a roar resounded through the world in the direction of the Jackal family.

Different from Zhang Mu's conversation this time, the white tiger's voice seemed to add some other energy. When the sound wave spread out, it took the lead to overturn the mutant beast that affected the pond fish.

The sound of tiger roaring was so powerful that all animals did not dare to resist.

The jackals, as the main target of attack coverage, were directly blown up in all directions.

However, the roar of the white tiger lasted for a long time, and the jackals seemed to be deterred by the white tiger with another kind of coercion. They couldn't get up at all. As for other mutant beasts, they had already fled the disaster scene.

A stampede sounded. All the mutant animals that could move worked hard and ran out of the sound wave to damage less than the distance of the body, but the distance between those who could not move and the white tiger was too close. Now they have stayed here forever with the jackals. All of them bled and died, and were all roared to death by the white tiger.

"Please count the number. There are four hundred jackals and four hundred other beasts on the earth. In this way, the loss of blood food can be minimized."

I don't know why, the white tiger began to be silent and stopped talking.

Zhang Mu did not understand it, but since he had done the conditions of Zhang Mu, he could not procrastinate naturally. He was mentally motivated, and urged blood Teng lotus to bring out the essence.

A somewhat illusory blood vine lotus seed was involuntarily bounced out of the blood vine lotus body and fell into Zhang Mu's hand. He carefully showed that the little lotus seed on his hand was somewhat similar to the appearance of the blood vine lotus seed he saw for the first time. It was just that the blood color of this one was not as full as the body.

Sure enough, and the blood Teng lotus told Zhang Dusheng, the essence of crystallization will take a lot of damage, Zhang Dun obviously felt that the blood Teng lotus suddenly slump and died in Zhang's left arm.

Zhang Mu threw the essence into the direction of the white tiger, then jumped off the beetle of the Obsidian worm, and found the corpse of the mutant animal nearby to restore the blood Teng lotus.

The strength and speed of the blood vine lotus in stretching out the cane suddenly decreased, and even the cane seemed to wither. It was slowly filled up by probing into the bodies of several strange animals and sucking at the same time.

Zhang Mu used Yu Guang to have a look at the direction of the white tiger, and found that the essence of the crystal fell on the tiger's palm of the white tiger. It began to spread and wanted to root down in the body of the white tiger. This is also the nature of the blood Teng lotus, its essence crystallized as its child.

But the next thing, Zhang Mu was stunned.

The white tiger, unexpectedly, swallowed the young blood vine lotus growing, sprouting and taking root in one bite.