Beginning Clock-In Emperor

Tens of thousands of miles away, a piece of gold secret realm.

A large number of golden people gathered inside, all kneeling on the ground and shaking, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Here is the secret realm of the ancient golden tribe.

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

Right in front, an adult White Tiger was lying there, dying.

At this moment, a young man was sitting in front of White Tiger, sitting in the void, with a light curtain in front of him, on which the scene of the war in Northern Xinjiang appeared.

Just now, whether it's the White Tiger or the ancient golden tribe, they have seen the scene on the battlefield with their own eyes.

They saw that the goddess of a foreign race in Northern Xinjiang was beheaded, and looked at the mysterious man in front of them with panic.

This person is Xia Chen.

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

That powerful and invincible strength shocked everyone in the ancient Golden Clan, including the White Tiger.

Wow!

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 conquest of the Beidi alien race, and he does not need to continue to take action.

Next, it is enough to have the female emperor personally conquer the alien race in northern Xinjiang, not to mention that there are four sacred beasts to join, and they will naturally be caught.

"Holy emperor's supernatural power, we admire it."

At this moment, beside White Tiger, an old man of the golden race knelt there and said in awe.

He is the strongest of the ancient golden tribe, an old saint king.

Originally, he was still thinking about making a move, but Xia Chen was severely shocked.

The goddess, he knew, was outside Beidi, a goddess of the ancient royal family, powerful, not weaker than the holy king.

This powerful goddess was actually killed by Xia Chen tens of thousands of miles away, and could kill the opponent in the air without appearing.

With this method, naturally the only surviving strongest background of the Golden Clan, an old saint king, was shocked in his heart, and he did not dare to move a little.

He is scared.

This holy emperor is so powerful that he is incomprehensible.

If he meets, he guesses that he will be killed if he can't make a few moves, and there is no suspense.

So he directly acted in awe, not daring to neglect a bit.

Behind him is a large group of masters of the ancient golden race, with two ancient sages, eight Sages, all born.

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

Not even the sacred beast White Tiger dared to move, lying there cleverly, looking at Xia Chen in awe.

"Your life is about to end."

Xia Chen looked at the White Tiger in front of him, feeling sigh in his heart.

He originally intended to subdue the White Tiger of the ancient golden tribe, but he did not expect that this White Tiger was exhausted, and it was already old and dying.

Yes, a white tiger with mixed blood enshrined by the ancient golden tribe is too old and will die soon after its longevity is exhausted.

This makes him very dissatisfied. If the White Tiger dies, where can I find a replacement?

"Holy Emperor, my longevity is exhausted, and I can't live for a few days."

White Tiger lowered his head, revealing a bit of bitterness.

It knows that it will not live for a few days. As the sacred beast enshrined by the ancient golden tribe, it is a mixed-blood White Tiger with the strength of the Holy King Realm.

But it lived long enough, because of its impure blood, it got stuck in the Holy King Realm and couldn't make progress. It has been unable to live anymore since ancient times.

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

Although he wanted to subdue the White Tiger in front of him, he really couldn't help the other person to extend his life. The ancient golden tribe had already extended his life several times.

Now even if it has some life-prolonging spiritual things, it is useless, unless there are divine things, immortal medicine, otherwise it can't survive.

Naturally, Xia Chen didn't have magical medicine or immortal medicine, so she felt sorry in her heart.

The other golden tribesmen also showed grief on their faces, and they obviously understood that their sacred beast, White Tiger, could no longer be saved.

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

"Holy Emperor, I have something to ask."

White Tiger thought for a long time, then suddenly made a decision.

Xia Chen looked at it and asked, "Let's talk about it, what's the matter?"

"Please take care of my children."

White Tiger gritted his teeth and made this request.

Child!

Does it still have heirs?

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

Does this White Tiger still have own descendants?

After hearing this, the people of the ancient gold tribe were stunned, and looked at White Tiger in a daze, as if they couldn't believe it.

"White Tiger Venerable, do you have children?"

The old sage king of the ancient golden tribe asked dullly, because he didn't understand that White Tiger had heirs.

No one in the entire golden clan knew that White Tiger had heirs.

"How can it be!"

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

"I think back then, the patriarch suggested several times that Venerable should leave the blood of his heirs, but they were rejected."

"When will it have children?"

White Tiger looked calm, ignoring the shock of the Golden Ancients.

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 heirs."

"Are you sure?" Xia Chen asked with a serious expression.

White Tiger nodded, his old body exuded a breath of decay.

It sighed: "If it was before, I might leave it to the ancient golden race to train, but now, I decided to entrust the only bloodline heir to the holy emperor."

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

Everyone of the other ancient golden tribes looked at White Tiger, with a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes, and even an angry mood.

Okay, you are a sacred beast worshipped by our ancient golden tribe. You don’t even say if you have children, you even hide it.

Now it is even handed over to an outsider, making the ancient golden tribe feel very angry.

Hum!

White Tiger didn't speak, opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of golden light, floating in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone looked up, and vaguely saw a small White Tiger wrapped in the golden light. The whole body was snow-white, and the whole body was conceived with a powerful Gengjin source.

"Pureblood White Tiger?" Xia Chen looked surprised, and looked at the little White Tiger wrapped in golden light with some surprise.

It is actually a pure-blooded White Tiger.

How can this be?

"impossible!"

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

"Didn't it mean that the pure-blooded White Tiger clan has perished?"

"How come there are pure-blooded White Tiger cubs?"

The ancient gold clan exclaimed, and many strong men were shocked.

They looked at the little White Tiger wrapped in the golden light with fiery eyes, with extremely hot eyes.

The pure-blooded White Tiger, once grown up, is the true saint king, and even has the opportunity to set foot in the terrifying existence of 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 to become a pure-blooded White Tiger.

"It's your heir?" Xia Chen looked at it with some surprise.

I saw White Tiger's face full of affection and said: "Yes, it is the only descendant of my blood. It has been sealed for 80,000 years."

"..."

Eighty thousand years!

The people of the ancient gold tribe shook their hearts violently and screamed in their hearts.

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

This mixed-blood White Tiger is so powerful that it has sealed the only descendant of own blood for 80,000 years.

In order to give his only bloodline descendants a greater chance, it is waiting for a real golden world to arrive.

Now, a new era has arrived, and it is time for the descendants of own blood to be born.

However, as White Tiger is still in its infancy, how can it gain opportunities and grow in the new era, White Tiger has its own plans.

The human holy emperor in front of him is the best candidate.

He had conquered four ancient mythical beasts. It seemed that he had no small ambitions. He was definitely here for it this time, but it was a pity that his lifespan was exhausted and he could not survive.

Now it decides to hand over the only descendant of own blood to Xia Chen, and there may be even greater achievements in the future.

"Holy Emperor, please."

After White Tiger finished speaking, he sent the golden light to Xia Chen's face.

Inside was sleeping a baby White Tiger, which was sealed up shortly after its birth, and its strength was not much.

However, Xia Chen didn't care at all. The Pureblood White Tiger grew very quickly, and he only needed to have enough resources to cultivate and grow into adulthood soon.

There is no need to wait for long years to grow.

"Okay, I promised you."

Xia Chen nodded and agreed, but did not refuse.

He came for the White Tiger, and now he has a pure-blooded White Tiger, why refuse?

This scene made the other golden ancient clan powerhouses jealous, this is their god of the golden ancient clan, now it has become someone else's.

"I object!"

Suddenly, a discordant voice came.

Everyone was shocked and looked together.

I saw the patriarch of the ancient golden tribe stood up with an angry face, and said: "This is the cub of my ancient golden tribe, how can I give it to outsiders?"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a huge tiger paw slapped on the patriarch of the golden clan, smashing him into a mass of flesh.

Killed in one blow.

There was a dead silence at the scene.

All the gold tribe members looked at the White Tiger in horror. Just now it shot and slapped the chief of the gold tribe to death.

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