The white clothes fluttered, the golden sword hanging around his waist, and the news that the monkey just brought to him. The Lion King didn't need to guess at all, not to mention that there was a strong smell on his body, which made him disgusted. It came from Mu Yunqi.

Therefore, the person in front of you must be a disciple of Tianshan Sect and Mu Yunqi's disciple.

“What’s the name?”

The visitor got into the hole, his voice was low and gentle, and he didn't look hostile.

"I am a lion spirit, just call me a purple lion. Even if you practice into a human form, we are still nameless. You are right." The Purple-winged Lion King smiled as if he was ridiculed. The hole was very dark, and their eyes were shining brightly in the black hole.

It looks like a few stars in the dark night.

The eyesight of immortal cultivators is much better than that of ordinary people, so even though the cave is covered with darkness, they can still see each other's face clearly with the faint light source at the entrance of the cave.

The Purple-Winged Lion King didn't expect that the person who came was so young. He seemed to have reached the peak of the Golden Immortal at the age of 25, and his strength was extraordinary, and he was a top presence even among disciples of the same level.

"Gu Qingling, my master Mu Yunqi." Gu Qingling softly told his name, neither humble nor arrogant, and impermanent.

Although it is only 7 words, its meaning is too obvious.

My name is Gu Qingling, and I am Mu Yunqi's apprentice. As long as you dare to touch me, Mu Yunqi will definitely not spare you.

The Purple-Winged Lion King frowned slightly. He hated others to use another name to suppress him the most in his life, let alone the person he disliked.

"What Mu Yunqi asked you to do? It's not that I'm going to see if I'm dead." The Purple-Winged Lion King's voice was cold. Although he couldn't get out of this valley, they could come in at any time.

More than a hundred years ago, Mu Yunqi left a bad impression on the Purple-Winged Lion King. Although he was so angry, he never dared to take action.

But Gu Qingling is just a little disciple and he doesn't need to give him face.

"Ha." Gu Qingling snorted coldly, facing the ridicule of the peak Xuanxian strong man, he was not afraid at all.

"The Lion King is joking. It's just one thing to see if you die or not. If you are not dead, you will be able to do something for you." Gu Qingling, the leader, did not give in at all.

"Say." Zi Shi was angry, but she couldn't do anything to him.

"I guess the Lion King already knew that this barrier had been broken."

"Well, you probably don't need to tell me the reason for doing things!" There was a sense of resentment in the Lion King's words.

"That's natural. I just want to tell you that the second test of the Tianshan New Recruitment Conference this year will be held in your Ten Thousand Demons Valley."

"What rare treasures are there in my Ten Thousand Demon Valley that you are worth coveting? If you want to send so many people, are you going to steal shit?"

The purple lion said lazily, he was not a joke. In this place where birds do not shit and never see the sun all day, no creature can survive except for some dead trees, let alone rare treasures.

Zi Shi grinned humorously, but unexpectedly, Gu Qingling didn't say a word. In the darkness, he lowered his eyes, and Zi Shi couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Golden-grade demon pill." Gu Qingling raised his head and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Demon Pill!" The purple lion stood up with a slap in the stone, showing anger on his face.

He naturally knew what the demon pill was. Like the immortal pill in the human body, it is the most important thing in the body of an immortal cultivator.

If there is no immortal pill, then the years of cultivation of immortals will be destroyed and will become mortals again. For demons, losing the demon pill means that their cultivation of hundreds of years will be gone and will be restored to animals.

Therefore, most people regard immortal pills or demon pills as more important than their own lives.

When the elixir is in, the elixir is in the same way, and when the elixir is in the same way, the elixir is in the same way.

"I, the Golden Immortals in Ten Thousand Demon Valley, are you actually wanting golden demon pills, it's just a fool..." The Purple Lion King was walking around the cave. He was a lion. There were not even chairs or tables in the cave, except for the tall rocks and white bones piled up all over the ground.

"I'm not here to discuss with you." Gu Qingling stopped the Purple Lion King's words with a loud voice.

"I came here just to notify you that you are not allowed to move my people. You can put some pressure on them, but you have to ensure their safety." Gu Qingling's voice gradually became colder, and his eyes were keen and shining with a keen light.

"Just as the peak of the Golden Pill, you dare to order me!" The Purple Lion King was furious. It was furious. It was at least the peak of the Xuanxian. This Wan Demon Valley is still its territory, so how could this junior be rampant here?

The peak of Xuanxian on its body swept overwhelmed the pressure of Gu Qingling, rolling up the bones and stones on the ground.

But in the raging wind, Gu Qingling did not move at all and remained calm.

He is already close to the existence of Xuanxian. Except for the half-step Taihexian, who can drink him back at all?

When the Purple Lion King saw Gu Qingling's appearance of peace, he showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly reacted.

"I didn't expect you to have reached this point. Very good. The Tianshan Sect is not all waste now." A hint of praise finally showed in his words.

Originally, it thought that Gu Qingling in front of him was just relying on his master, so he was arrogant here because of his power.

Now it realized that Gu Qingling's confidence was his own strength, and he could give the peak Xuanxian a head-on battle!

Naturally, Gu Qingling could not beat the Purple-Winged Lion King, their strength was too different. Even the Thousand-Handed Buddha, who had the strength of Xuanxian, could not end up in a defeat, and the Purple Lion, who was even more powerful than the Thousand-Handed Buddha.

But Gu Qingling was not afraid. He was sure to take three moves with the Purple Winged Lion King, but this was enough. And he expected that the Purple Lion would never attack him.

"But if you think that this is enough to shock me, then you are very wrong!" The Purple Lion King frowned, and it shouted loudly, swung a heavy palm, and a giant claw appeared in the air, and purple aura condensed all over his body.

Gu Qingling saw this palm coming straight to him, and he knew that the Purple Lion King was testing his strength. So he had no choice but to avoid this palm.

"Yutiandu!" Gu Qingling shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the stones in the cave rose up and blocked Gu Qingling layer by layer, and then golden lights blocked the Purple Lion King's palm energy.

The Purple Lion King is worthy of being the peak of Xuanxian. Even dozens of air walls condensed by true qi cannot block his palm wind.

The palm wind shining with purple light was like a bamboo shoot, slapped heavily on the stone wall in front of Gu Qingling.

Layer after layer, the hard and thick stone walls seemed to be chopped into stone chips by sharp blades, and fell to the ground with a rattle.

Gu Qingling's face was particularly solemn. He didn't expect that the Purple Lion King's strength was so powerful that even the stone walls and golden walls condensed by Yutian could not stop them.

That's all, attack is the only way to defend.

Gu Qingling gently stroked his feet, and the stones under his feet actually vibrated, jumping and rolling desperately.

"Yutian Slash!"

Nine sword lights slowly bloomed behind him into a budding flower, and he was the dazzling bud.

Yutian Sword is a weakened version of the Heaven-Slaying God Art. Every time he uses the Immortal Slaying God Art, he will take his energy away once. So he cannot use it here, and there is no need for it unless it is absolutely necessary.

His fingers pointed forward, and nine sword lights shot out from behind him in turn.

With the golden sword shot out, the Purple Lion King's palm wind had broken through all the barriers, only one meter away from Gu Qingling!

Nine sword energy pierced onto the purple giant palm, unlike the previous stone wall. Each sword energy pierced into one minute, and it would stop the purple palm energy by an inch.

The seemingly unstoppable palm wind slowly stopped in the air.

"Dragon Roar!"

But Gu Qingling did not slacken at all. The long sword on his waist came out of his body, emitting a golden light in his hand, roaring like a dragon.

The golden dragon bit hard on the stagnant purple palm wind.

"Break it for me!" Gu Qingling shouted angrily, and his wrist holding the sword was turned over.

The purple giant palm finally burst out, causing a huge airflow to emerge in the cave.

Gu Qingling was impacted by the huge airflow and retreated to the entrance of the cave before he stabilized his body. The Purple Lion King was forced to retreat step by step.

The Purple Lion King did not gain any benefit in this move. He had already used 70% of his strength, but he was only equal to Gu Qingling in front of him.

"Yutiandu, is it Yutianshou?" the Purple Lion King murmured.

It did not recognize Yutiandu, but recognized Yutianshou at first sight.

Because those nine sword energy are really very similar to the Heaven-Slaying God Art.

"Then you have learned the God of Killing the Heavens?" asked the Purple-Winged Lion King hesitantly.

In fact, it knew that it was asking nonsense. Gu Qingling, who was so talented, must have already learned the God of Killing the Heavens.

Gu Qingling didn't speak, nodded gently.

The atmosphere in the air was extremely awkward, but the Purple-Winged Lion King was definitely not afraid. Even if Gu Qingling used the Heaven-Slaying Divine Art, he would not be able to force it to death.

"Do you know the taboo of the God-Slaying Art of Heaven?" After thinking for a long time, the Purple Lion King still asked.

Gu Qingling still nodded slightly.

"Oh, you go." The Purple-Winged Lion King sighed.

"I promise you, but I can't control the Green Snake and the Black Winged Clan."

After all, it felt relieved. So what if he left Gu Qingling here, and what if he killed all his disciples?

If Mu Yun had given up, not to mention the 4 or 50 demon pills, even its demon pills might have to be handed over.

"Okay, since the Lion King has spoken, I'll be relieved."

Gu Qingling nodded slightly, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the cave.
Chapter completed!