Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm, and he didn't pay attention to the shadowy young man at his feet, whose head was completely buried in the ground. Instead, he stepped on the young man and walked slowly to An Shaojin.
The poor Yin Ying young man was struggling hard and was about to pull his head out of the ground. Zhuo Wen's kick made the Yin Ying young man spit out a mouthful of blood, and his head re-entered, and it went in deeper.
Everyone in the Aesoteric Cult team was dumbfounded and stared at this scene.
How is this going?
The Yinyi youth is the second most powerful genius among the younger generation of their Liangyi Cult. He has only been practicing for a few thousand years and is already in the early stage of the Creator. His combat power is astonishing.
Now, in front of them, such a genius threatened to teach a mysterious master monk a lesson, but he was actually beaten until his head was stuffed into the ground, and he had no ability to resist at all.
Are you kidding them? It's really against common sense.
On the other hand, Yao Xiangjun and Xing Xinglan had calm eyes. They had known Zhuo Wen's strength for a long time. He was a ruthless man who could kill even a genius like Sauron.
To be honest, the Yinyi young man was nothing compared to Sauron, but compared to the young man in front of him, there was no comparison at all.
An Shaojin looked up and down at the young man in front of him, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that the Yin Ying young man could be defeated so easily.
"Master An, I should be qualified to cooperate with your Liangyi Cult now, right?" Zhuo Wen said with a faint smile.
An Shaojin did not agree directly, but said calmly: "If I read it correctly, your main strength should come from your physical strength, right? I don't know what kind of body-building technique you practice?"
"Haha, Leader An, I am sincerely cooperating with you, but you want to ask for my privacy? If Leader An thinks it is not possible, then I can find other forces to cooperate."
Zhuo Wen shook his head. He knew that An Shaojin was probably dissatisfied with his move to defeat the sinister young man, and wanted to suppress him.
But Zhuo Wen naturally didn't want to pay attention. He just slapped the Yin Ying youth to the ground. Although there was not much movement, it attracted the attention of several monks from nearby teams.
As long as he revealed his intention to cooperate, he thought others would be happy to accept it.
An Shaojin was silent. Seeing that Zhuo Wen was really planning to leave, he said: "If you are really willing to cooperate with our Liangyi Sect, I will naturally accept it! It's just that I had some doubts about your identity just now, so I asked you
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"Master An, this world is so big and full of wonders. Geniuses are not only possessed by your big forces, but also by casual cultivators!" Zhuo Wen looked at An Shaojin and said.
"You are right, I will cooperate with you..."
An Shaojin nodded, but before he finished speaking, an angry roar came from not far away.
I saw the Yin Ying young man reluctantly pulling his head out of the ground, his face was red and his ears were red, there was a big bump on his forehead, and he was extremely embarrassed.
At this moment, the Yin Ying young man was so angry that he lost his mind and rushed toward Zhuo Wen desperately, like a wild beast.
"Asshole, I, Cao Kangcheng, am not done with you today. If I don't destroy you, I will take your surname."
The shadowy young man roared angrily, and even An Shaojin, who was standing behind Zhuo Wen, ignored him. He just wanted to beat the young man in front of him to death.
boom!
But soon, the Yinyi young man was shocked to find that a big hand stopped in front of Zhuo Wen, and immediately blocked all his attacks.
At the same time, a terrifying force burst out, causing the shadowy young man to groan and retreat.
Fortunately, although this force was vast and terrifying, it was obviously not intended to deal with the Yin Ying youth, so the Yin Ying youth was not seriously injured.
The shadowy young man came back to his senses, looked at the figure standing next to Zhuo Wen, showed surprise, and said quickly: "Leader, you..."
An Shaojin said in a deep voice: "Kang Cheng, that's it! This little brother is one of our own, don't embarrass me!"
The gloomy young man had an ugly face, but An Shaojin was the leader of the Liangyi Sect after all, so he didn't dare not listen to what he said.
"Haha! From now on, we are all our own people, and we value harmony. By the way, little brother, I don't know your name yet?" An Shaojin laughed, as if he was breathing spring breeze.
"Just call me Long Wen!" Zhuo Wen said.
"It turns out to be little brother Long Wen. Please sit down first. This must be your first time coming to the Dark Portal, right?" An Shaojin said.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said nothing.
"Now let me tell you about the situation of the Dark Portal. The thing is like this..."
An Shaojin took out a futon and placed it next to his seat. After gesturing for Zhuo Wen to sit down, he began to introduce the situation of the Dark Portal and what Zhuo Wen needed to do to cooperate with them.
Through An Shaojin's introduction, Zhuo Wen knew that the Gate of Darkness indeed had a sky-reaching formation.
When the alliance arrived at the Dark Portal, human monks and alien warriors joined forces to forcefully break the formation, but in the end they found that it didn't work.
It even caused the formation to backfire, injuring many masters and strong men.
For this reason, the powerful players in the alliance are basically blocked from the Dark Portal.
However, they later discovered that although the forbidden formation set up at the Dark Gate was powerful, it only targeted the powerful ones above the Creator.
For monks whose cultivation level is below that of the Creator, the formation on the Dark Gate will not react at all.
"Since monks below the Creator can pass through the Dark Gate, why do I still see that many qualified monks have not entered in front of the Dark Gate?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were puzzled. When he entered this place, he had already noticed that in the two camps of human monks and aliens, there were many monks below the Creator, and there was no sign of entering the Dark Portal.
"Because we are all waiting for someone!" An Shaojin said solemnly.
"Who are you waiting for?" Zhuo Wen asked.
"When the most powerful geniuses from all the major forces gather together, the same will happen with the foreign races!" An Shaojin said.
"I see!"
Zhuo Wen looked astonished. After entering this place, he did see many monks below the Creator, but most of them were below the Creator, and a few were Creators.
But the auras are not particularly powerful, and they are quite different compared to geniuses like Ye Qitun.
And it is true that he has not seen the evil geniuses of the Eastern Dao Realm such as Ye Qitun and Xu Chenshen in the camp of human monks.
According to An Shaojin, when they entered the Dark Ancient City this time, they did not intend to send the most powerful genius, but instead sent the strong men of the older generation within the sect.
After all, there are many crises in the dark ancient city, and although the sect's geniuses are extremely talented, their training time is too short after all, and their strength is still lagging behind those of the older generation.
In addition, sect geniuses are the future hope of every sect. If these geniuses enter the depths of the dark ancient city, if they fall accidentally, it will be a huge loss to the sect.