Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

Chapter 93 Challenge from the Golden Lion King

The Holy Land of Tai Cang, Yan Wufeng.

"Is there no one who can fight in the dignified Holy Land of the Heavens?"

"The prince of this family is only fifteen years old, and he is enough to sweep away the so-called proud sons of heaven!"

"In my opinion, it's better to hand over the name of your holy place as soon as possible!"

"Hahaha……"

On the high platform, the burly blond man laughed wildly.

The sound spread.

All around, the elders of Taicang Holy Land all had ugly faces.

They want to argue.

But looking at the defeated disciples in the arena with sluggish expressions, they have nothing to say.

For a long time, the human race in the Eastern Wasteland and the monster race in the Southern Border seemed to be in harmony with each other.

In fact, the secret confrontation has never stopped.

Especially in recent hundreds of years, whether it is fighting for opportunities, secret realms, or treasures of heaven and earth, blessed places and caves.

The Eastern Wilderness has always been at a disadvantage.

Not long ago, a strong member of the Golden Lion Clan from southern Xinjiang came across the border with the Golden Lion King to challenge the Heavenly Pride of the Great Holy Land.

In name it is a sparring.

But the senior officials of Tai Cang Holy Land knew that this was a naked temptation.

The Yaozu wanted to observe the quality of Donghuang's younger generation.

In order to formulate future strategic guidelines.

The Eastern Wasteland human race has been weak for several generations.

If this continues, the competitiveness will become smaller and smaller.

However, if you know it, you know it, and helplessness is really helpless.

The young generation of the Holy Land of the Holy Land, the elite are all out.

But he was swept away by the little golden lion king alone, and he had no opponent at all.

On the one hand, it is because of the Yaozu Tianjiao, who possesses powerful blood power and fighting talent.

In the early stage of practice, the advantage is far higher than that of the human race.

On the other hand, they also had to admit: the power of this little golden lion was beyond their imagination!

...

On the arena paved with sapphire and black stones.

Xing Daolong was half kneeling on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

What's more, it is a deep sense of powerlessness.

He is the chief disciple of the Great Cang Holy Land, and also the strongest of the younger generation in the Great Cang Holy Land.

But even he was helpless in front of the little lion king.

Speed, strength, mana, magical powers...

No matter which aspect, the little golden lion king far surpassed him.

This kind of all-round suppression was even greater than the pressure that Li Hanguang from the Aojian Immortal Sect brought to him back then!

A deep sense of frustration rose in Xing Daolong's heart.

At this moment, a hand appeared in front of him.

Xing Daolong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.

It happened to meet the clean smile of the golden little lion king.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand.

The golden little lion king pulled him up and handed him a healing herb: "What an offence!"

Xing Daolong took the spirit grass, but he still didn't come to his senses.

The one in front of him seemed to be quite different from those brutal monsters in his impression!

Huang Bo turned his head to look at the middle-aged man on the high platform, and said, "Third uncle, don't say a few words, we are here for a friendly discussion!"

As the little prince of the Golden Lion Clan, he has already successfully transformed.

His face is fair, his expression is gentle, and his manner is elegant.

The golden hair is draped over the shoulders, adding a bit of refinement and dignity.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he felt a headache.

My little prince is good at everything, just this character...

It's hard to say!

Before coming to the Holy Land of the Celestial Cang, he asked him many times.

Let the little prince's attitude be a little more arrogant, it's better to say a few insults.

In this way, there is a chance to force out the trump card of the Holy Land of the Human Race.

The result is still like this in the end.

no!

When I go back this time, I have to mention anything to my sister-in-law, and I can't let the little prince study anymore!

What a lion, almost delayed by reading!

The middle-aged man glanced at the elders of Taicang Holy Land: "No one in Taicang Holy Land is worthy of a fight, it seems that there is nothing good to do in Taicang Mansion!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to take Huang Bo away.

Just at this moment, a scolding sound sounded.

"stop!"

Huang Bo turned around and looked.

Next to Xing Daolong was a green girl who was staring at Huang Bo with displeasure.

Xing Daolong hurriedly said: "Yishan, what are you doing here? Get down quickly!"

Xing Yishan raised his neck and said: "It's just that I defeated my brother, what's there to be proud of?"

Huang Bo raised his eyebrows.

Xing Yishan said: "Brother Hanguang, you can hang and beat my brother a few years ago!"

"You are really capable, go to the Aojian Immortal Gate to challenge Brother Hanguang!"

Xing Daolong:? ? ?

Xing Yishan, you are really my sister!

Your brother and I were hanged and beaten. Is it an honorable thing?

You just say it outright?

I don't want to lose face?

On the high platform, the middle-aged man heard the words.

He sneered and said: "I almost forgot, it seems that the strongest genius in your Tai Cang Mansion is not in the Holy Land!"

"Forget it, waste so much time, it's okay to wait any longer!"

He raised his hand and randomly ordered a follower: "You, go to the Aojian Immortal Gate to send the letter of war!"

"Just say that the little prince of our family wants to challenge him, let him hurry up and fight!"

"Obey!"

...

Shi Xiaoliu was very excited.

He has average talent and blood, and he has worked hard for hundreds of years to reach the golden core stage.

He thought that becoming the little prince's subordinate was the greatest opportunity in his life.

But now, he actually had the honor to send the letter of challenge for the little prince?

What a great honor!

In the future when the little prince climbs to the top, isn't there one of the countless steps under his feet with his name, Shi Xiaoliu, engraved on it?

He was so happy that he made up his mind that he must do this well!

Soon, Shi Xiaoliu arrived at the gate of Aojian Immortal Gate.

He stopped a disciple of Hanhai Peak and said arrogantly, "Hey, do you know where Li Hanguang is?"

The disciple looked at him: "Who are you? Why are you looking for senior brother?"

Shi Xiaoliu said: "No need to ask, just tell the truth!"

The disciple said contemptuously: "You must be sick, senior brother, if you want to see him..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stared in the direction of the mountain gate.

A small red pony pulls a cart and passes by in the sky.

"Eldest brother is going out?"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother!"

Countless disciples followed behind, bowing to the carriage again and again, their eyes full of fanaticism.

"Then the one sitting in the car is Li Hanguang?"

Shi Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows: "He's just a celestial being, and he's quite a big fan!"

With a sneer, he wanted to step forward to stop the carriage to deliver the letter of war.

Suddenly, he remembered one thing.

"This disciple of the Aojian Immortal Sect, his cultivation base is really mediocre, far worse than that of Taicang Holy Land!"

"Then Li Hanguang, is he really as evil as the legend?"

"If the name is not true, it will not only waste His Highness's time, but also dirty His Highness's hands!"

"No, I have to try his weight for His Highness first!"

If His Highness knows that he is so loyal, he will definitely use him in the future!

Thinking of this, a bright light appeared in his eyes, and he clenched his fists and flew into the air.

Then aim at the direction of the carriage and break through the air.

Rouge is pulling the cart.

Suddenly, he felt movement behind him, and the conditioned reflex manifested in his real body.

Covered with divine fire.

Shi Xiaoliu was dumbfounded: "What is this?"

The huge horse's hind hooves were raised high, and it precisely kicked Shi Xiaoliu's face.

Ryoma Meteor Fist!

"Don't...don't, ah—"

There was a muffled bang, and a black shadow became smaller and smaller in the field of vision.

Rouge stopped, blinking her big eyes, full of doubts.

strangeness!

What was it that I just kicked away?

The words are divided into two ends, inside the car.

Ye Chengying sat quietly at the side, looking at Li Hanguang's profile: "Brother, why don't you let Yan Zhi reveal her real body and hurry?"

Li Hanguang said with a smile: "Longma's real body is too ostentatious, one should keep a low profile, and the right way is to hide one's strength and bide one's time!"

Ye Chengying nodded, and the admiration in her eyes became more admirable.

As expected of a big brother!

So good, so good, yet so low-key.

Simply perfect!

The corner of Li Hanguang's mouth raised slightly.

Pretending to be coercive also requires skill.

At the beginning, I put the force on the bright side and pretended to be very low!

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the eternal kingly way!

Waiting for someone to take the initiative to provoke something, and then let Longma do it, it is called forceful!

...

At this moment, there was a roar from outside the car, followed by the roar and neighing of the dragon horse.

Li Hanguang lifted the curtain of the car and asked, "What happened?"