Just standing here and feeling the surrounding light is already very difficult to resist.
If I go further, I'm afraid the resistance will be even greater.
And indeed, it was so. Lin Xuan had just taken a few steps and felt the Sword Qi ahead, rushing like a primordial beast.
It forced him to stop.
The next moment, Lin Xuan stopped, his eyes flickering, thinking of a strategy.
Just as Lin Xuan was contemplating how to seize the Heavenly Sword, a long roar came from outside.
Then, a golden light tore through the sky, and the Golden Lion King rushed in swiftly.
His hair was disheveled, and his whole body was enveloped in golden light; he appeared like an angry Demon King, exuding a killing aura.
Angry, truly too angry!
Because no one had ever been able to wound him.
But he was injured by a king younger than him, which was intolerable.
The Sword Mark on his chest had been restored by a Secret Technique, but the fury in the Golden Lion King's heart could not be quelled.
