Cultivation of Immortals: The Rise of the Family

Chapter 443 Fulong Sacred Emperor
Li Changsheng's heart suddenly moved, Xia Houwu, wouldn't he have any blood relationship with Mr. Xia?

He vaguely remembered that Xia Houwu once said that his surname was changed to Xiahou, but Li Changsheng didn't think so.

He himself has changed his appearance, changed his name, and wandered around.

If Xia Houwu changed his name, it might not be impossible.

Xia Lao stood proudly in Kyushu all his life, and he killed countless powerful enemies for the human race, which must have caused him a lot of trouble.

Once Xia Lao falls, his descendants will surely become the targets of hunting and killing by the powerful from all sides.

If you think about it this way, it is very possible for Xia Houwu to hide his identity.

Thinking of this, Li Changsheng looked at Xia Houwu again, and he really felt that he and Xia Lao had some similarities in eyebrows.

He also respected Xia Houwu a little more.

"There is no more war in Wolf City, which is good news. We must cherish this hard-won peace!"

Li Changsheng smiled brightly, without any scruples about the strong men around him.

Surrounded by strong men, Li Changsheng could talk and laugh like this, which greatly increased Xia Houwu's affection for him.

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and the human race is immortal. In the future, the land of Kyushu will depend on you to create a brilliant situation."

Xia Houwu smiled indifferently. He had always valued Li Changsheng very much, and after contacting him many times, this made him more sure of his thoughts.

At this time, the strong barbarians on the side couldn't help but sneer, and they provocatively said to themselves:

"The human race used to be really brilliant, but how much of the land of Kyushu belongs to the human race? After 3000 years, Xia Fanchen will fall, and that will be the day when the human race will be completely wiped out!".

The barbarian strongman was arrogant and arrogant, completely ignoring all the strong men present in his speech.

There are powerful magicians from all directions here, and the human camp really doesn't have much advantage.

"Hmph, barbarians, you dare to speak nonsense here, do you want to try my dragon-fighting technique?"

In the Imperial Court of the Central Territory, the eldest prince Long Sheng spoke proudly, and he stared at the other party with a pair of golden eyes.

Long Sheng is the blood of the former human saint emperor. It is rumored that he is the purest saint blood in this generation, and his strength has reached the early stage of transforming gods.

When the strong barbarians saw Long Sheng being so arrogant, they immediately became angry.

Man Shan glared at him angrily. As a strong man in the God Transformation Realm, how could he be a weak person.

But before Man Shan spoke, Ao Wuchang spoke first.

"Long Sheng, I really want to see if your dragon fighting technique is really that powerful!"

Ao Wuchang is of dragon blood, he is different from his father Ao Donghai, Ao Wuchang is extremely arrogant by nature, and his methods are cruel.

When encountering an opponent, he must be completely killed before he is willing to stop.

Ao Wuchang was dressed in black and white dragon scales, and his huge body floated up and down in the Eastern Wasteland Sea, looking extremely terrifying.

Seeing Ao Wuchang speak, the nine members of the central royal family turned their heads to look at him.

The breath of these nine people is connected together, which is indeed very deterrent.

"If I can fight the evil dragon, it will be a good record for me!"

Long Sheng's eyes were full of golden light, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

"Roar!"

Ao Wuchang took the lead in attacking, he let out a roar, and his berserk power erupted instantly.

Although Ao Wuchang was arrogant, he went all out during the battle, without the slightest thought of grandiosity.

As a powerhouse in the realm of transforming gods, he opened his mouth and spit out a huge dragon ball exuding black and white.

That dragon ball is the concentration of Ao Wuchang's powerful cultivation base, his attack is all his combat power,

"Boom!"

The dragon ball tore through the void and hit Long Sheng instantly.

As the eldest prince was of the blood of the Holy Emperor back then, his strength should not be underestimated.

"Fulong treasure technique!"

The two bright golden lights in Long Sheng's eyes turned into two golden ropes, and at the same time, the domineering emperor's aura in his body converged into a golden dragon phantom.

Royal Dragon Nine Heavens!

"Boom!"

Black and white aura emanated from the dragon ball, which instantly smashed the golden rope, and rushed towards Long Sheng unabated.

The expression in Long Sheng's eyes remained the same, the scattered golden light was swallowed by the dragon shadow, making it look much more condensed.

"Roar!"

Jinlong Xuying opened his mouth to swallow, and actually swallowed the proud dragon ball.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and everyone was shocked to see it.

The fighting strength of the two of them can be said to be extremely powerful, and there is supreme power in every move.

However, at the moment when Aowuchang's Dragon Ball was swallowed, Long Sheng had the upper hand, assuming he wanted to take the Dragon Ball as his own.

"Hmph, Dragon Ball is easy to swallow, but it's not something you can digest!"

A gleam of coldness flashed in Ao Wuchang's eyes, he has been fighting in the Eastern Wasteland all year round, so how could he be easy to deal with.

Under the urging of his mana, Long Sheng's expression finally changed a little bit.

"Boom!"

Endless mysterious light was generated, and the dragon ball spun rapidly, forming a strange vortex.

Long Sheng didn't dare to be careless, seeing that he couldn't bind the dragon, his figure flickered, the golden dragon dispersed, spit out the dragon ball fiercely, and threw it at Ao Wuchang.

Ao Wuchang's mana can be freely retracted, and he can easily catch the dragon ball.

After the two strong men tested each other, neither of them had any intention of making another move.

They couldn't win each other. If they continued to fight, they might let other strong people take advantage of it.

No one would do such a stupid thing.

"Hmph! The "Dragon Binding Art" handed down by the Holy Emperor is nothing more than that!"

Ao Wuchang taunted again, this is the home ground of the Dragon Clan, how could he weaken his own limelight.

Long Sheng was unmoved, the other party's ridicule was meaningless to him.

When Emperor Uncle Long Jing heard this, he looked at Ao Wuchang with a pair of sharp eyes.

At the same time, waves scattered around Ao Wuchang, and a huge spinning turtle emerged, following Ao Wuchang.

Long Jing looked at the spinning turtle, his brows were slightly frowned, and he withdrew his momentum.

The Holy Emperor cannot be humiliated, but in front of the supreme powerhouse, Long Jing could only swallow this breath.

"Uncle Gui, why are you here?"

Ao Wuchang was extremely arrogant, but when he saw the tortoise, he looked like he was lying down, and the dragon had a smile on his face.

The tortoise looked around and said:
"The Dragon King has ordered me to help the prince take down Penglai Xiandao. Naturally, this old slave is here to help the prince."

The tortoise's tone was flat, and all the strong men could hear his words clearly, but no one dared to bark their teeth at him.

Xuangui's imposing manner is extraordinary, with a coercion that shocks the audience, his strength is unfathomable.

"This Xuangui's strength suppresses all heroes, I'm afraid it's the Void Refining Realm Supreme."

Xia Houwu transmitted the sound, most of the monks here are in the state of transforming gods, and now there is an old tortoise in the state of refining, which can naturally shock the audience.

"I'm afraid that in other ethnic groups, there are also existences in the Void Refining Realm, but they are just hiding their strength!"

Suan Ni also expressed his own point of view, which is related to the eighth-order spiritual veins, how can the strong people on the monster side let go easily.

At this moment, when many strong men were secretly calculating, the guardian formation on Yingzhou Island was slowly opened, and it was time to open it.

(End of this chapter)