The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3679 Hunting match!
Chapter 3679 Hunting match!

But the Ling family offended the royal family, so the Ling family's disciples who were still wandering outside naturally became the targets of the royal family's obliteration.

This Ling Yi was originally on the must-kill list, but due to his status as a disciple of Xiao Zhoushan and the fact that the eldest prince passed on a message, he was exempted from the death penalty.

"The eldest prince said, let you participate in the hunting competition for Xiao Zhoushan to recruit disciples. Your task is to get this person out." The steward said.

The hunting competition is a must for Xiao Zhoushan to get started. Even if you have enough cultivation, if you can't pass the hunting competition, you will still not be accepted by Xiao Zhoushan.

The butler took out a piece of drawing paper from his sleeve, shook it open, and the drawing on the drawing paper was exactly Ling Hantian's appearance.

When Ling Yi saw the characters in the painting, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Is this Ling Hantian's trash?"

"Whoever he is, remember, if you can't complete the task, then your life will be lost!"

The butler snorted coldly, he naturally didn't know about Ling Hantian's past, he only knew that the task entrusted to him by the First Prince had to be done brilliantly.

Ling Yi was taken aback, and quickly bowed and agreed: "Okay, I will take care of this matter, so that the First Prince can rest assured."

"Remember, you can only let him out, not hurt his life!"

The housekeeper explained the last sentence, threw the drawing paper to Ling Yi, then turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

"Respectfully, my lord." Ling Yi bent his waist at ninety degrees, like an obedient slave, not as lowly as the first genius of the Ling family.

After the butler walked out, Ling Yi straightened up, glanced at Ling Hantian on the drawing paper, and smiled coldly.

"Although the First Prince won't let me kill you, it doesn't mean you can leave alive!"

After saying those words, Ling Yi immediately fled out of the yard.

The north gate of the imperial city is the main way to enter Xiaozhou Mountain. If you go out from here, you will find the unattainable Xiaozhou Mountain in front of you.

The dawn had just broken, and there were already many young warriors queuing up from the south of the city to the north of the city, and the flow of people was like a long queue.

"It was just announced that those who are over 25 years old this year are not allowed to enter Xiaozhou Mountain."

At this moment, there was a noisy sound, and the information of this sound made many strong men's faces change drastically, turning pale and bloodless.

Tianyan Continent's calendar method is different from that of the Nine Realms. Ten years in the Nine Realms is equivalent to one year here, and 25 years old is 250 years old in the Nine Realms.

Standing in the crowd, Ling Hantian was secretly glad to hear the news. If you count it, he has only practiced for more than 230 years.

As soon as the news came out, many warriors in the crowd left in dejection, and some people's eyes flickered, wanting to try their luck.

boom!
At this moment, the inspection in front suddenly made a heavy muffled sound, and a figure flew out backwards, fell to the ground without taking a deep breath.

Ling Hantian looked up and found that it was an old man holding an ancient mirror in his hand.

"The notice has been issued, but you still dare to make trouble, where do you think I am, Little Zhou Mountain?"

Outburst the old man gave a cold shout, and those strong men nearby couldn't help but retreat, their eyes were full of horror and joy.

Some of them also knew the martial artist who was killed just now. Speaking of which, he was only a little over 25 years old.

But in front of that ancient mirror, it was still perfectly exposed.

Ling Hantian glanced at the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help frowning. At this moment, he was also a little uncertain whether his own bone age was also 23.

And amidst this kind of worry, it was soon Ling Hantian's turn to test it. When the mirror shot out divine light and enveloped Ling Hantian, he also tensed up, ready to fight back at any time.

The white-haired old man looked in the mirror, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This man has no soul, but he can practice so far. His perseverance is not bad.

However, no soul is no soul, this kind of waste Xiao Zhoushan will not accept.

Immediately, the old man announced indifferently: "Ling Immortal, 23 years old, true god fourth level cultivation base, no soul, a waste, leave by yourself."

Ling Immortal, this is Ling Hantian's temporary name. After all, Ling Hantian's name is considered a celebrity in the Great Yan Empire.

Some time ago, the ancestral bloodline was very popular, and almost all the big and small forces knew about it.

Continuing to call Ling Hantian will only lead to more troubles.

When Ling Hantian heard the old man's reading, he couldn't help but froze. He had calculated everything, but he forgot about it.

However, already planning to enter Xiaozhou Mountain, Ling Hantian naturally wouldn't give up just because of the old man's words.

"Haha, dare to come without a soul, this is the funniest joke I have ever seen today."

Following the young man's ridicule, many laughing voices followed one after another.

Some people even scolded Ling Hantian and told him to get out, don't waste everyone's time.

Ling Hantian ignored all the ridicule and scolding, but looked at the young man who spoke first, who was wearing a robe made of fine silk and satin.

With a piece of emerald jade around his waist, he looks like a rich man, and looking at the expressions of the warriors around him, it is obvious that his status is not low.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Ling Hantian was still worried about how to behave, since someone gave him a pillow when he fell asleep, then he accepted it.

Looking at the white-haired old man, Ling Hantian said quite proudly: "Senior doesn't accept me, it's just because I don't have a soul. However, even if I don't have a soul, I can still abuse warriors of the same realm like a dog, don't you believe it?"

It's been a long time since I've seen such a confident young man. The white-haired old man's disdainful gaze now has a touch of interest.

He glanced at the young people behind him, and said calmly: "The tone is not small, then you can just pick one of the people present. If you win, the old man will let you enter the hunting competition. But if you are beaten to death, don't Resentment."

"Haha, it's funny, it's so funny, this trash is so arrogant, he has the ability to pick on the young master!"

The aristocratic young man who laughed at Ling Hantian before, laughed again at this moment. This trash is not only stupid, but also annoying.

"It's just a trash, Mr. Ji took action to flatter him, this kind of trash, let me, Chen Wu, do it."

A black-faced man in linen clothes gave a sneering smile, and greeted Mr. Ji, his words not without flattery.

"Well, very good, you are very good at being a man. If he really has the courage to pick on you, you can just break a foot at will. From now on in Xiaozhou Mountain, I will protect you."

Ji Hongchen responded with a chuckle at the black-faced man. After hearing this, the black-faced man was overjoyed and began to provoke Ling Hantian.

"Hey, trash, come on, I will give you a hand!"

"S13."

Ling Hantian dismissed it, that black-faced man was only at the third level of the true god, and his realm was quite vain.

There is no sense of accomplishment in abusing this kind of trash.

He looked at Ji Hongchen, raised his index finger and ticked it off: "So who, since you really want this seat to choose you, then come."

"I?"

Ji Hongchen pointed to his nose in disbelief, and looked around, everyone burst into laughter.

He really didn't understand where this trash had the guts to challenge him, Ji Hongchen!
(End of this chapter)