Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

"Xiandi's self-cultivation (

Tai Cang Holy Land, Yan Wufeng.

"The dignified sacred place, is there anyone who can fight?"

"The prince of his clan is only fifteen years old, enough to sweep you and other so-called princes of heaven!"

"In my opinion, you should hand in the name of this holy place as soon as possible!"

"Hahaha..."

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

The voice spread.

All around, the elders of Tai Cang Holy Land looked ugly.

They want to argue.

But looking at the competition field, the disciples who had been defeated and looked languid had nothing to say.

For a long time, the Eastern Desolate Human Race and the Southern Xinjiang Demon Race, it seems that the well water does not disturb the river water.

In fact, the clash in secret has never been broken.

Especially in the past few hundred years, whether it is fighting for chance, secret realm, or the treasures of heaven and earth, blessed earth and heaven.

The Eastern Desolation Human Race has always been at a disadvantage.

Not long ago, the golden lion clan powerhouses of southern Xinjiang brought the little lion king across the border to challenge Tianjiao, the holy land of Tai Cang.

It is a discussion in name.

But the high level of Tai Cang Holy Land knew that this was a naked temptation.

The Yaozu wanted to observe the condition of the young generation in the East Wilderness.

So as to formulate future strategic guidelines.

The Donghuang human race has been weak for several generations.

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

However, knowing that Gui knows, helplessness is really helpless.

The younger generation of Tai Cang Holy Land has come out with talents.

But he was swept by the little golden lion king alone, with no opponents at all.

On the one hand, it is because the Yaozu Tianjiao possesses powerful bloodline 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 have to admit: The golden lion king is powerful beyond their imagination!

...

On the martial arts arena paved with sapphire and black stones.

Xing Daolong knelt on the ground, his mouth oozing blood, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

More, it is a deep sense of powerlessness.

He is the chief disciple of Tai Cang Holy Land and the strongest of the younger generation in Tai Cang Holy Land.

But even him, in front of the little lion king, there is nothing to fight back.

Speed, power, mana, supernatural powers...

No matter what it is, the Golden Lion King far exceeds him.

This kind of all-round suppression is even greater than the pressure that Li Hanguang, the Aojian fairy gate, put on him!

Xing Daolong felt a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

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

Xing Daolong was stunned and looked up.

Just right, the clean smile of the Golden Lion King.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously.

The Golden Lion King pulled him up and handed him a healing spirit: "How offended!"

Xing Daolong took the Lingcao, but he still hadn't recovered.

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

Huang Bo turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man on the high platform, and said, "Uncle San, let's just say a few words, we are here to have a friendly discussion!"

As the little prince of the golden lion clan, he has already successfully transformed into form.

He has a fair face, a gentle expression, and an elegant manner.

The golden hair draped over the shoulders, adding a touch of exquisiteness and dignity.

The middle-aged man only felt his brain hurt when he heard the words.

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

It's hard to say!

Before coming to Tai Cang Holy Land, he repeatedly asked.

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

Only in this way has the opportunity to force the trump card of the human holy land.

It turned out to be like this in the end.

No way!

When I went back this time, I had to mention anything to my sister-in-law, and I couldn't let the little prince go to school anymore!

It's a good lion, I'm about to be delayed by reading!

The middle-aged man glanced at the elders of Tai Cang Holy Land: "There is no one in Tai Cang holy land that can stand a fight. It seems that Tai Cang Mansion is nothing to treat!"

After all, he must take Huang Bo away.

At this moment, a squeaky sound rang out.

"stop!"

Huang Bo turned around and looked.

There was a young girl beside Xing Daolong, who was staring at Huang Bo with disgust.

Xing Daolong hurriedly said: "Yishan, what are you doing? Go down!"

Xing Yishan raised his neck and said: "It's just that I won my brother. What's so good about it?"

Huang Bo raised his eyebrows.

Xing Yishan said, "Brother Hanguang, I could hang my brother a few years ago!"

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

Xing Daolong:? ? ?

Xing Yishan, you are really my sister!

Is it glorious that your brother and I were hanged and beaten?

Do you just say it so confidently?

I don't want face?

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

He sneered and said: "Almost forgot, your Taicang Mansion's strongest Tianjiao doesn't seem to be in the Holy Land!"

"Never mind, waste so much time, it's okay to wait any longer!"

He raised his hand and ordered an entourage at random: "You, go to Aojian Immortal Gate to send a war book!"

"Just say that the little prince of the clan wants to challenge him, let him come and fight!"

"Yes!"

...

Shi Xiaoliu was very excited.

His talents are average and his bloodline is average, and he has worked hard for hundreds of years to cultivate to the Golden Core stage.

I thought that being able to become a subordinate of the little prince was the greatest opportunity in his life.

But now, is he actually fortunate to send the war book to the little prince?

It is simply a great glory!

In the future, the little prince will reach the summit, and there will be a piece of the innumerable steps under his feet with his name, Shi Xiaoliu?

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

Soon, Shi Xiaoliu arrived outside the gate of Aojian Xianmen Mountain.

He stopped a disciple of Han Haifeng, arrogantly: "Hey, do you know where Li Hanguang is?"

The disciple glanced at him: "Who are you? What are you looking for?"

Lion Little Six said: "No need to ask more, just tell the truth!"

The disciple contemptuously said: "You are sick, big brother is what you want to see..."

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

A red little pony, pulling a cart and passing by.

"Big Brother is going to travel?"

"Congratulations to the big brother!"

Countless disciples followed behind, and bowed to the carriage, their eyes full of enthusiasm.

"That car is Li Hanguang?"

Shi Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows: "A mere immortal Tianjiao, the pomp is quite big!"

He sneered, and wanted to stop the carriage and send the war books.

Suddenly, he remembered one thing.

"This disciple of the Aojian Immortal Clan, his cultivation is truly mediocre, far worse than Tai Cang Holy Land!"

"Then Li Hanguang, is he as enchanting as the legend?"

"If the name is not true, it will be too late for your Highness to talk about it, and your hands will be dirty!"

"No~www.NovelMTL.com~ I have to try his skills for your Highness first!"

If His Highness knew that he was so loyal, he would definitely be reused in the future!

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

Then, aiming at the direction of the carriage, he broke through the air.

Rouge is pulling the cart.

Suddenly felt movement behind him, and the conditioned reflex became real.

Covered with sacred fire.

Shi Xiaoliu was dumbfounded: "What is this?"

The huge hind hooves have been raised high, kicking accurately towards Lion Xiaoliu's face.

Longma Meteor Fist!

"Don't... don't, ah--"

There was a muffled sound, and a dark shadow became smaller and smaller in the field of vision.

Rouge stopped, his big eyes blinking and blinking, full of doubts.

strange!

What was it that I just kicked?

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

Ye Chengying sat quietly and looked at Li Hanguang's profiled face: "Big brother, why don't you let Rouge reveal his true body and hurry?"

Li Hanguang smiled and said, "Longma is too arrogant, so be a low-key person, and keeping a low profile is the right way!"

Ye Chengying nodded, the worship in her eyes became even more intense.

Worthy of being a big brother!

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

Simply perfect!

The corners of Li Hanguang's mouth raised slightly.

Pretending to be forceful also requires skill.

At the beginning, when you put the force on the exposed surface, it looks very low!

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

Waiting for someone to take the initiative to pick up the matter, and then let Longma do it, it is called forced!

...

At this moment, there was a roar from outside the car, followed by the roar and neigh of Ryoma.

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

Rouge said: "Okay...it seems like a bug!

"I kick...kick...fly..."