Chapter 238： white tiger cub

Tens of thousands of miles away, a golden mystery.

A large number of golden clansmen gathered inside, all of them knelt on the ground and shivered, with expressions of horror on their faces.

This is the secret realm of the ancient golden race.

There is a lot of Gengjin Qi floating in the secret realm, which is the Gengjin Spiritual Qi in the Five Elements, full of sharpness and chill.

Directly in front, an adult white tiger was lying there, dying.

At this moment, a young man is sitting in front of Baihu, sitting cross-legged in the void, and there is a light curtain in front of him, and the scene of the battle in the northern border appears on it.

Just now, whether it was the White Tiger or the people of the Ancient Golden Clan, they all saw the scene on the battlefield with their own eyes.

They saw the scene of the beheading of the goddess of the northern border alien race, and looked at the mysterious man in front of them with fear.

This person is Xia Chen.

He came to the secret realm of the ancient golden race, tore apart the void in front of them, and killed the goddess tens of thousands of miles away.

That formidable and invincible strength shocked everyone from the Golden Ancient Clan, including the white tiger.

Whoa!

Xia Chen waved his hand, and the light curtain in front of him disappeared.

He just killed the goddess, and there is no suspense about the next expedition of the Beidi alien race, and he does not need to continue to shoot.

Next, it is enough to have the empress to conquer the alien races in the northern border, not to mention that there are four divine beasts to join, so naturally they will be captured.

"The divine power of the Holy Emperor, we admire it."

At this moment, next to the white tiger, an old man of the golden race knelt there and said in awe.

He is the strongest of the ancient golden race, an old holy king.

Originally, he was thinking of making a move, but he was shocked by Xia Chen.

That goddess, he knew, was the goddess of an ancient royal family besides Bei Di. She was powerful and not weaker than the holy king.

Such a powerful goddess was actually killed by Xia Chen across tens of thousands of miles, and she could kill each other from the air without even showing up.

Such a method naturally made the only surviving member of the Golden Clan, an old holy king, tremble in shock, not daring to act rashly.

He is afraid.

This holy emperor, with monstrous strength, is simply incomprehensible.

If he faced each other, in his heart, he estimated that he would be killed in a few moves, and there was no suspense.

Therefore, he directly showed awe, and did not dare to be slighted.

Behind them is a large group of masters from the Golden Ancient Clan, with two ancient saints and eight saints, all of whom were born.

But they all knelt there obediently, no one dared to move.

Even the divine beast, the white tiger, didn't dare to move, and lay there obediently, looking at Xia Chen with awe.

"Your life is about to end."

Xia Chen looked at the white tiger in front of him and sighed in his heart.

His original intention was to subdue the white tiger of the ancient golden race, but he did not expect that the white tiger's lifespan would be exhausted, and it was already old and dying.

Yes, the mixed-blooded white tiger enshrined by the Golden Ancient Clan was too old to die.

This made him very dissatisfied. If the white tiger died, where would he find a replacement?

"Holy Emperor, my lifespan is exhausted, and I won't be able to live for a few days."

Baihu lowered his head, revealing a hint of bitterness.

It understands that it will not live for a few days. As a divine beast worshipped by the ancient golden race, it is a mixed-blooded white tiger with the strength of a holy king.

But it has lived long enough, because of the impure bloodline, it is stuck in the realm of the holy king and cannot move an inch, and it has been unable to continue to live from ancient times to the present.

"It's a pity." Xia Chen shook his head, a little regretful.

Although he really wanted to subdue the white tiger in front of him, he really couldn't help the other party to extend his lifespan. The Golden Ancient Clan had already extended his lifespan several times.

Now even if there are some life-extending spiritual things, it is useless. Unless there are magical things and elixir, it cannot survive.

Naturally, Xia Chen did not have magical medicines and fairy medicines on his body, so he felt regretful in his heart.

The other members of the Golden Clan also showed grief on their faces, and clearly understood that their divine beast, the White Tiger, could no longer be saved.

Once the divine beast dies, the strength of the ancient golden race will be weakened by more than half, which is not a good thing.

"Holy Emperor, I have something to ask for."

Bai Hu thought for a long time and suddenly made a decision.

Xia Chen looked at it and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Please, the Holy Emperor, take care of my children."

Bai Hu gritted his teeth and said this request.

offspring!

Does it still have heirs?

Xia Chen's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he looked at it in surprise.

Does this white tiger still have his own descendants?

The people of the Golden Ancient Clan were stunned when they heard it, and looked at the white tiger in amazement, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Venerable White Tiger, do you have children?"

The old sage king of the ancient golden clan asked dully, because he didn't understand that the white tiger had children.

In the entire golden clan, no one knew that the white tiger had children.

"How can it be!"

"I haven't heard that Venerable White Tiger still has heirs."

"I think back then, the patriarch proposed several times to let the venerable leave a descendant, but he was rejected."

"When did it have children?"

Bai Hu looked calm, ignoring the shock of the Golden Ancient Clan.

It looked at Xia Chen and said, "I don't have much time, I just want to beg the Holy Emperor to take in my heir."

"Are you sure?" Xia Chen asked seriously.

The white tiger nodded, and the old body exuded an aura of decay and decay.

It sighed: "If it was before, I might leave it to the ancient golden race to cultivate, but now, I have decided to entrust the only bloodline descendant to the Holy Emperor."

"Where is it?" Xia Chen asked curiously with a thought.

The other people from the Golden Ancient Clan looked at the white tiger, with a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes, and even a kind of anger.

Alright, you are a divine beast enshrined by our ancient golden tribe. You don't even say it if you have children, and you even hide it.

Now it is handed over to an outsider, making everyone in the Golden Ancient Clan feel very angry.

hum!

Bai Hu didn't speak, but opened his mouth and spit out a golden light that floated in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone looked up, and vaguely saw a small white tiger wrapped in the golden light.

"Pure blood white tiger?" Xia Chen looked startled, and looked at the little white tiger wrapped in the golden light with some surprise.

It was actually a pure-blooded white tiger.

How is this possible?

"impossible!"

The old sage king of the golden clan exclaimed, disbelieving: "You are a mixed-blood white tiger, it is impossible to give birth to a pure-blooded white tiger."

"Didn't you say that the pure-blooded white tiger clan has perished?"

"How come there are still pure-blooded white tiger cubs?"

The Golden Ancient Clan exclaimed, and many powerhouses turned pale with astonishment.

They looked at the little white tiger wrapped in the golden light with fiery eyes, and their eyes were extremely hot.

A pure-blooded white tiger, once an adult, is a real holy king, and even a terrifying existence that has the opportunity to set foot in the Supreme Realm.

As for the mixed-blood white tiger, it is difficult to set foot in the Supreme Realm, unless the blood can be purified and become a pure-blooded white tiger.

"Is it your heir?" Xia Chen looked at it in surprise.

I saw Baihu's face full of love and said: "Yes, it is my only blood descendant, and it has been sealed for 80,000 years."

"..."

Eighty thousand years!

The hearts of the people of the Golden Ancient Clan were trembling, and they cursed in their hearts.

It turned out that this pure-blooded little white tiger was sealed for 80,000 years. It had been born since ancient times, but it was only sealed.

This mixed-blood white tiger is so powerful that it has sealed its only bloodline descendant for 80,000 years.

The purpose is to give his only bloodline descendant a greater chance, it is waiting for a real golden world to come.

Now, a new era has arrived, and it is time to bring forth the descendants of your own blood.

However, Bai Hu, who is still in his infancy, has his own plans on how to obtain opportunities and growth in the new era.

The Holy Emperor of the Human Race in front of him is the best candidate.

He subdued four ancient divine beasts, and it seems that he has a lot of ambition. This time he is definitely here for it, but it is a pity that its lifespan has been exhausted and it cannot survive.

Now it has decided to hand over its only bloodline descendant to Xia Chen, and it may have even greater achievements in the future.

"Holy Emperor, please."

After Bai Hu finished speaking, he sent the golden light to Xia Chen.

Inside was a juvenile white tiger, which was really sealed shortly after it was born, and its strength was not much at all.

However, Xia Chen didn't care at all. The pure-blooded white tiger grows very quickly, and it only needs enough resources to cultivate it and it will become an adult very quickly.

No need to wait long years to grow.

"Okay, I promise you."

Xia Chen nodded and agreed, but did not refuse.

He came for the white tiger, and now there is a pure-blooded white tiger, why refuse it?

This scene made the other ancient golden clan strongmen jealous. This is the fetish of their ancient golden clan, and now it belongs to someone else.

"I object!"

Suddenly, a discordant voice came.

Everyone was shocked and looked at them all.

The patriarch of the ancient golden clan stood up with an angry look on his face, and he said, "This is the cub of my ancient golden clan's divine beast, how can it be handed over to an outsider?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge tiger claw slapped on the golden patriarch, smashing him into a lump of flesh.

One hit kill.

The place was dead silent.

All the people of the Golden Clan looked at the white tiger in horror. It just shot and slapped the patriarch of the Golden Clan to death.