An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Hmph, I see that your descendant has extraordinary blood, aren't you afraid that it will be lost here?" Rong Sheng said coldly.

"No matter how powerful your talent and bloodline are, they need constant battles to grow. If you don't experience a few more bloody battles, how can you suddenly rise to prominence? Not to mention that this kid in my family has had the invincibility to suppress his contemporaries since he was a child."

The more the Lion King spoke, the more serious his expression became, and by the end, there was even a hint of pride between his brows.

The remaining demons finally relaxed after seeing the descendants of the Lion King.

"Very good. If you dare to stand up at this time, you will be worthy of its invincible belief." The Black Dragon King sighed: "It's a pity that my little long insect seemed to be frightened by that kid and actually hid among the beasts. Dare to stand up."

"I have long heard that the descendants of the Lion King's family are extremely powerful, bloodline, and have extraordinary personalities. Today I saw them and they are indeed well-deserved. I believe that they will be transformed into gods soon."

"Congratulations to the Lion King. I didn't expect that the Lion King would secretly cultivate a descendant who can compete with the Holy Son. We are ashamed of ourselves."

Several Tribulation-Transcending monster beasts spoke out and complimented the blond man. Judging from their looks and tone, they all recognized the little lion's performance, but no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts. .

Rong Sheng snorted: "He has some strength, but it's not enough to compete with the Holy Son of our ancient Holy Land."

Jingchu nodded seriously: "Don't talk about competing with the Holy Son of the Holy Land, let's wait until it wins today's match first."

In fact, there is another thing that he and he have not said. In their opinion, this little lion is indeed extraordinary, but after all, he is still born with insufficient blood and weak feet. If he wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the world's heroes and geniuses, it is still a bit reluctant.

"I admit that this kid is very strong, but my little guy is not weak either. If the two of them fight, it's not certain who will win."

"Then let them have a fight. But if your little lion is defeated by then, you old lion, don't break the agreement and try to stop him without permission." Jingchu sneered.

The Lion King shot back: "Don't be too happy too soon. If that kid is killed later, your hope of prosperity in Wo Shen Mountain will be gone. When the time comes, don't beg us to let him go."

"Each other!"

The two faced each other tit for tat, their eyes met, and then they laughed in unison.

Fang Ping, who was absorbing spiritual energy with all his strength, suddenly sensed the monstrous evil energy rolling in from the distance. He finally sighed secretly in his heart: "Finally here!"

There are countless demonic beasts besieging Woshen Mountain. It is said that there are six tribulation demonic beasts alone, not to mention there are twenty or thirty god-transforming demonic beasts.

With so many powerful monsters, there must be descendants with pure blood and extraordinary talents among their respective tribes.

Fang Ping even suspected that among the many monsters, there must be many talented monster monsters whose strength far exceeds the same level and who have been carefully cultivated by the major monster groups.

It's just that they never showed up before, but now it seems that there is finally a monster that can't help but show up.

His consciousness swept through the group of monster beasts that were rapidly approaching, and when he locked onto the tall and burly creature with golden hair and four hooves on the ground, it was as tall as a man, one gold and one red. Each head is covered with thick mane, and the majestic looking lion is riding on the waves and coming towards this direction at high speed.

"Two-headed lion? Is he a descendant of that lion king?"

The first time he saw it, Fang Ping confirmed the other party's identity.

Because Fang Ping had already received information from Jingchu about several great tribulation demons that were besieging Woshen Mountain.

Among them is a nine-headed golden lion that has transcended the tribulation period. It is said to be infinitely powerful and powerful. It has the bloodline of the legendary ancient beast Nine Spirits and Yuansheng.

So when Fang Ping saw this big lion with two heads, the first thing he thought of was the nine-headed golden lion.

"This guy looks very heroic and looks great, but he doesn't seem to have a very good personality. I don't know if he can be tamed and used as my mount."

The moment he saw this lion, Fang Ping's first thought was whether he could defeat it, but whether he could tame it and adopt it as a mount.

If such thoughts were known to Jingchu and Old Lion, they would definitely laugh angrily at Fang Ping's strange thoughts.

In fact, this is not Fang Ping's fault. The monster can only blame the two-headed golden lion for being too beautiful, too domineering, and too eye-catching.

It would be a waste not to capture such a majestic, domineering and extraordinary monster beast as a mount.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant, wait for me to kill you." The golden lion let out a deafening roar from a long distance away, causing the monsters around Fang Ping to retreat and make way for it.

Fang Ping turned around and looked at the golden lion riding the waves with a calm and serious expression: "Little kitten, how old are you this year? Are you an adult? Where are your adults? If you know you are weaned, just follow others and start fighting. If your adults knew it, they wouldn't spank you. "

"Roar!" The golden lion was furious when he heard this, let out two roars that shook the sky, and accelerated towards Fang Ping: "Boy, how dare you insult me, I will cut you into pieces. Cramping and peeling the skin, searching for the soul, making you unable to survive or die."

Fang Ping was not angry, but continued to tease: "Little cat, don't think you can be rude to your uncle just because you have two heads. If you anger your uncle, I will tell your parents and let them hang you up and beat you."

"Roar, ah ah..." The golden lion was still a hundred or two miles away from Fang Ping, but he was already furious at Fang Ping's words. His roars turned into waves of sound, drawing a deep shock wave on the sea surface, and rushed towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping waved his hand and broke the sound wave, and then laughed: "Little cat is young but has a bad temper. You are a little kid, why don't you stay at home and eat milk and learn from others to run around? Don't your parents worry that you will be kidnapped and used as a mount by others?"

After these words came out, the golden lion was completely angry.

It is a descendant of a dignified demon beast that has passed the tribulation, and a young genius with the blood of the divine beast Jiuling Yuansheng.

Although he is not very old now, he has already achieved the cultivation of Yuanying, and his strength and magical powers are even more proud of his peers.

Now, when facing this human, he was humiliated repeatedly by him, and he even dared to say the stupid words of taking him as a mount.

"Die, you deserve to die, I will kill you!"