Tian Yuan Continent, Dayang Town.
Xiao Changtian looked at Fen Tian with anticipation in his eyes.
He wondered how the Buddhists and Daoists in the cultivation world were like.
Are you willing to help me with this?
Fen Tian looked at Xiao Changtian's smiling face and gathered his True Origin to calm himself down.
Why would he suspect that he had been schemed against by a mortal just now?
With his cultivation, no matter how scheming this mortal was, he would not be able to do anything.
He would also teach him a good lesson. In the face of absolute strength, any scheme was futile.
With this thought in mind, Fen Tian also intended to take the white tiger from Xiao Changtian.
At this moment, Xiao Changtian retracted his arm.
"Daoist priest, you should also take something as collateral."
Xiao Changtian saw that Fen Tian did not give him anything and wanted to take the White Tiger away.
She also slowly said to him.
