The little white tiger was in a daze for a few seconds. After returning to its senses, it had a shaken expression.
"Right. This isn't the third level. It cannot suppress my demonic aura anymore!" The little white tiger was delighted and looked at Ning Luo. "Fellow, you're very arrogant and conceited. How dare you speak to me like that just now? Do you know that I am very angry now? The consequences of making me angry are very serious. Your outcome will be extremely tragic."
The familiar arrogant expression emerged on the little white tiger's face again.
Roar!!
The demonized Buddha statue beneath Ning Luo roared angrily. It lifted its feet and wanted to step on the little white tiger.
In the next second, the little white tiger jumped out from Ye Qingtang's arms. When it landed on the ground, its body had already grown to a size of over ten meters. It had a commanding expression as though he was the king of this world.
Roar!
