Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Chapter 1160 Luoshen Festival 1
Western Continent.

Xiaoxitian Realm, Luoshen Clan.

The Luoshen tribe is extremely busy today, with lights and decorations everywhere, and the atmosphere is festive, because the Luoshen Festival is being held today.

And the protagonist is naturally the princess of their clan: Luo Li.

Over the years, the Luoshen clan has been declining.

It was not until Luo Li's birth that they saw some hope of rising again.

In fact, strange phenomena had already appeared before Luo Li was born.

The spirit of the Luo River, which had never appeared since the destruction of the ancient Luo River, appeared because of her and merged with Luo Li who was still in the womb.

Complementing each other, after Luo Li was officially born, the concentration of her bloodline had surpassed anyone in the clan, and there was even hope that she could reproduce the elegance of the ancient Luoshen.

From the moment Luo Li was born, the entire clan had placed high hopes on her.

Until the appearance of the Western Heaven War Emperor.

The Luoshen Clan had no choice but to grit their teeth and agree to let Luo Li marry into the Zhan Palace as a concubine in exchange for the safety of the Luoshen Clan and the protection of the Zhan Palace.

In the back mountain of the Luoshen clan.

Luo Tianshen walked here, frowning slightly, looking a little worried.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked forward, passed through the gap between two thousand-foot peaks, and walked into the depths.

This place seems to be isolated from the world, with steep cliffs standing all around and the valley filled with rocks and ancient trees, giving it a primitive look.

But the ground was covered with crisscrossing sharp sword marks, destroying the atmosphere here.

Some of these sword marks are as long as a thousand feet, while others are as short as hundreds of feet.

Each one of them revealed an extremely sharp sword intent.

Even though a lot of time has passed, the sword intent has never dissipated. This shows the state of mind and determination of the person who drew the sword at that time, as well as the determination to move forward and cut and tear everything apart.

Luo Tianshen paused slightly, looked at the sword marks in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

There was a sense of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

Today is not only the Luoshen Festival, but also the day when Luo Li will be taken into the Palace of the God of War as a concubine.

And will the noble young man named Wei come?

Luo Tianshen raised his head and looked towards the center of the valley.

There, on a huge rock, Luo Li was sitting cross-legged in black, her posture straight as a sword, and above her knees, the divine weapon Luoshen Sword was placed horizontally.

Ever since Luo Li was old enough to understand, she has been living this kind of hard life.

When she opened her eyes, she practiced sword skills; when she closed her eyes, she practiced cultivation. She was not interested in anything else.

Looking at his granddaughter, Luo Tianshen felt very uncomfortable.

She is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

This child has been burdened with too much since he was young.

The expectations in the eyes of the tribesmen, the pressure brought by the Palace of the God of War, and so on.

She has to bear too much at an age when she shouldn't have to bear all this.

Excellent bloodline is sometimes not necessarily a good thing.

Especially since she was born into such a declining tribe with internal and external troubles, and she is a girl.

The hope and safety of the entire clan rest on her young shoulders alone, and she is destined to live a tiring and miserable life.

At this time, Luo Tianshen stood there with his back slightly hunched. He opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but in the end, no sound came out.

Until Luo Li opened her eyes and looked over.

Luo Tianshen finally gathered his thoughts, smiled bitterly, and said, "Luo Li, the Luoshen Festival is about to begin, and now you should also prepare. You are the only protagonist of the Luoshen Festival."

Luo Li had a blank expression on her face, a hint of loss and bitterness flashed across her eyes, she lowered her head and whispered softly: "This day has finally come"

"Brother Wei Chen, will you come?"

Over the past few years, she has been waiting, every day, every moment, waiting for Wei Chen's arrival.

However, to this day, he has not shown up.

Take a deep breath.

"Grandpa, I understand."

"Don't worry, I will participate in the Luoshen Festival peacefully. I will not run away or do anything else, and then... marry into the War God Palace."

Luo Li said in a rather calm voice.

It was just this calm and indifferent tone that made Luo Tianshen feel a pang of pain in his heart. If possible, there is a choice.

How could he not be willing to let his granddaughter live happily and pursue the happiness she wanted?
The Western Heaven War Emperor is at the pinnacle of immortality?
Marry into the Palace of the God of War as a concubine?
It seems glamorous, but to put it nicely, it means being a concubine, and to put it bluntly, it means becoming a plaything.

After all, there are three thousand beauties in the Palace of the God of War!

If given a choice, who would be willing to push their granddaughter into that fire pit and compete for favor with three thousand women?
time flies.

In front of the majestic Luoshen Palace.

Surrounding it flows a brilliant river that looks like the Milky Way in the sky.

There was a faint spiritual mist floating above it, and there were dots of spiritual light in the river. A pure and sacred breath permeated the air.

At this time, the vast square was already filled with guests from all over the world, all of whom were powerful forces and strong men from the Western Continent.

Even the Bone God Clan, the Strength God Clan, etc., sent people to participate in the Luoshen Festival.

Many people from the Luoshen tribe looked at this lively scene with complicated expressions.

Because this is not just the Luoshen Festival, but also the day when the princess will marry into the War Palace.

Luo Tianshen stood in front of the chairman's seat, his hands slowly clenched in his sleeves, his eyes occasionally gazing towards the distant horizon.

Deep in his eyes, he couldn't hide the anxiety and anticipation.

He hoped that the nobleman surnamed Wei that he had guessed would show up at the last minute and take his granddaughter away.
While waiting like this, a flash of golden light suddenly flashed across the sky.

At the same time, a surge of pressure and fighting spirit rolled in from the end of the distant horizon.

Seeing this, Luo Tianshen closed his eyelids lightly with some despair and bitterness.

Everyone in the field also looked in that direction, and after feeling this momentum, some people even had a hint of sarcasm on their lips.

After a while.

The golden light dissipated over the square, revealing a golden-robed figure standing in mid-air.

This man had an extremely handsome face, and he exuded a surging fighting spirit that made him seem like he was above the world.

The one who came was none other than the War Emperor of the Western Heaven.

After his arrival, he first glanced around, his eyes were a little gloomy, with a strong sense of oppression.

After taking a careful look and finding nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Originally, the Luoshen Festival should have been held half a year ago, and he had been ready half a year ago, and it was time for him to win the beauty.

However, one day half a year ago, something unexpected happened.

That day, two mysterious spiritual masters, one strong and one thin, suddenly appeared in the sky above the War God Palace.

They came to his door and said that they were unhappy with him, the Western Heaven War Emperor, and wanted to teach him a lesson!
This is simply baffling.

The Western Heaven War Emperor cried out in his heart that he was screwed!

Also, with just two peak Spiritual Ranks, you actually want to teach a peak Immortal Rank like me a lesson? !

The Western Heaven War Emperor, who felt puzzled, suppressed his anger at first, and prepared to go forward and negotiate with them in a friendly manner to clear up the misunderstanding.

After all, although he was not afraid of two peak spiritual masters, he had become much more low-key after experiencing the Ice Spirit Clan incident.

I also don't want to rashly get into conflict with this powerful person of unknown origin, because I'm afraid it might cause more trouble.

Who knew that the other party was really going too far!

Surprisingly, they actually put sacks on themselves right from the start!

Yes, sack bags!!!

Well, it should be a bag-type spiritual treasure?
Anyway, the material was quite tough, and the War Emperor was caught off guard and was caught on the head.

He was so angry at that time. After all, who would use such a despicable move right at the start?
Then, when he finally broke free from the bag, he found that he was no longer in the same place, but was taken to a desolate sea area.

Just as he was about to ask, the burly man, who was as strong as an iron tower, came up and punched him in the face.
His nose is bleeding!

It is unbearable.

The War Emperor was completely furious and could no longer suppress his anger, so he started fighting with the two guys on the spot.

then.

This fight lasted for a full six months.

Yes, it took him, a peak immortal-level warrior, half a year to fight against two peak spiritual-level warriors!

It’s not that he can’t beat these two guys, it’s just that these two guys are too difficult and slippery.

There are all kinds of means and drugs.

(End of this chapter)