Taking a deep breath, Luo Xiong gritted his teeth and asked,
"North Mystic heavenly Emperor husband, is there any room for negotiation between us?"
Lin Xuan held the chaos ancient sword in his hand, and celestial light was faintly visible around him. He was indescribably carefree.
Hearing this, he laughed, "
"Do you think you have the right to ask this question?"
Luo Xiong's eyes glinted coldly as he clenched his fists tightly,
"It seems that I have no choice!"
He was only in the intermediate stage of the great saint realm, which was much weaker than Lin Xuan's ancient God Realm cultivation.
He was completely at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation base, and he was asking to be humiliated.
Although he had become a Gu Saint and could activate the lion-like divine worm Dharma form and use the most powerful Gu techniques, he was still a Gu Saint.
However, Luo Xiong knew that he was still not Lin Xuan's match.
