When he heard that the unspectacular boy in front of him was actually the most famous Son of God, the expression on Ao Wujiang's face instantly became wonderful.
There are surprises, doubts, astonishments, and deep disbelief, just to name a few!
"Yes, I am the unparalleled son of God who defeated the younger generation of Taixu Realm sixteen years ago. After reaching the top of Duanyan Star, he was hunted down by the true god realm powerhouses of the dark camp, and finally survived miraculously!"
Zhong Zihao said proudly, but felt helpless in his heart. In front of the king of the Zulong clan, if he did not have the corresponding identity, he would indeed not be qualified to talk.
This time Ao Wujiang finally heard it clearly.
He did not doubt the words of the boy in front of him. He had already heard about the Wushuang God Son. If the other party wanted to fabricate lies to deceive him, he would be able to tell by using the dragon clan's channels. I believe this boy is not that stupid.
In addition, he also found that Zhong Zihao was a little different. If nothing else, the aura and pressure just now made it difficult for him to resist even a third-level warrior in the Heaven Realm, even a person who had just entered the True God Realm.
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However, the opponent miraculously managed to survive, and judging from Ao Wujiang's eyesight, it seemed that he was not even injured.
For a moment, the hall was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Ao Wujiang said nothing, his deep old eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was paying attention to.
Zhong Zihao did not urge him, and the other party was not immediately angered by his words. Maybe there was room for negotiation.
"Boy, for the sake of a few acquaintances in the life camp, my clan leader may consider giving you a chance!" Sure enough, Ao Wujiang's attitude changed significantly.
"Thank you, Patriarch, for being open-minded. If you have any conditions, feel free to ask for them!"
Zhong Zihao was obviously willing to go all out, thinking that since the other party was a senior expert and the leader of the Zulong clan, he should not deliberately embarrass himself.
"Well, as long as you can kill Yechen, my clan leader will give Ao Juecheng freedom!" Ao Wujiang said solemnly.
"Yechen?"
This name was very unfamiliar to Zhong Zihao. He thought that it might be a test given by the other party to him to see how powerful the legendary No. 1 Son of God in the Life Camp was.
However, immediately after, the voice of the wood spirit rang in his ears: "Master, Ye Chen is the person who killed Ao Beimo. He also has another identity: the core figure in the Nine Nether God King's camp."
Zhong Zihao's expression changed drastically, not because of fear, but because of confusion!
How could Ao Wujiang, the dignified leader of the clan, put such conditions on himself?
If they want to avenge Su Beimo, there are countless people in the Dragon Clan who are stronger than him. Is it because they don't want to face the Nine Nether God King head-on, so they deliberately come to trick him?
The change in Zhong Zihao's face did not escape Ao Wujiang's observation. Of course, Mu Ling's voice transmission also could not escape his perception. At this time, he said again:
"Why, just now you were brazen enough to ask the clan leader to make any conditions, but now you don't dare to do so? That's right, Ye Chen's cultivation level is three levels higher than yours. If you were to face each other, you might not even have a chance to escape."
Zhong Zihao shook his head: "I need a reason!"
"It's very simple. Within fifty years, the Dragon Clan has no chance to kill him!"
Ao Wujiang said sternly: "After Mo'er died, I suffered for a full ten years and almost never wanted to avenge him. However, until now, I still have no way."
"Of course, this has to exclude the method of fighting between the two camps. Moreover, even Master Zulong will not allow it to go to war over a junior."
"How do you say this?" Zhong Zihao became more and more confused the more he listened, wondering if it might be a conspiracy by the other party to get him involved in the fight between the Ancestral Dragon Clan and the Nine Nether God King.
"It seems that you really don't know. I, the leader of the clan, will tell you directly."
Perhaps feeling tired, Ao Wujiang turned to a chair carved from jade and sat down: "Back then, Mo'er went out for training and unfortunately died at the hands of Ye Chen. Although it was the result of a fair fight, he had two
My brother and I cannot swallow this breath."
"The two dragons sneaked out of the ancient underworld and wanted to take revenge. However, Yechen had already returned to the Nine Nether Divine Courtyard at that time and had to give up."
These words showed Ao Wujiang's sincerity, and he was even willing to tell such secrets that would damage the reputation of the Zulong clan. It can be seen that what he said has a high degree of credibility.
Zhong Zihao nodded slightly but did not interrupt.
Just listen to the clan leader continue: "Because the Ancient Ghost Tomb will be opened soon, which means that until Yechen comes out from it, we will have no chance to take action against him!"
Ao Wujiang paused for a moment, and his voice suddenly became sharp: "Unless you also go to the Ancient Ghost Tomb to kill him!"
"Since you know Yechen's next whereabouts, why don't you just send the Dragon Clan powerhouse there? This is the safest way, right?" Mu Ling has never heard of the secrets of the Ancient Oni Tomb, and Zhong Zihao is even more concerned about this.
Not knowing at all.
"It's not as simple as you say!"
Ao Wujiang sighed softly: "The Ancient Oni Tomb is not an ordinary place. On the contrary, it is a secret place that can attract countless martial arts cultivators to go crazy. However, no one can enter except for warriors at the Heavenly Realm level."
Mu Ling somewhat understood what he said, because except for the dead Ao Beimo, the cultivation of the other three dragons had already entered the ranks of the true gods thousands of years ago.
At this point, Ao Wujiang realized that his words seemed a bit careless and corrected him: "Of course, the powerful ones in the God King Realm cannot be counted among them, but the treasures there are already meaningless to the overlords of that level."
After hearing so much, Zhong Zihao was still a little confused and couldn't help but ask: "Can't the mighty Dragon Clan send out a few powerful people in the Heavenly Realm?"
"Ignorant child!"
Ao Wujiang's face turned cold when he heard this: "My Ancestral Dragon Clan is so powerful throughout the ancient and modern times, but we can't find many strong men at the Heavenly Realm level. This is because most of our clan members have already advanced to the True God Realm level!"
"Um?"
Zhong Zihao's surprise was not trivial. Although the Zulong clan was few and far between, there were still thousands of them. If they all reached the level of the True God Realm, their power would be simply astonishing.
Although it cannot be said to level the Taixu Realm, there are really not many external forces that can stop it.
In the nearly thirty years since he came to Taixu Realm, he has become as powerful as Cang Ming Xingjun. Kong Yubai and others have seen him, but when it comes to the number of powerful people in the True God Realm, except for a few people he met on Dragon Island, there are only
You can count them with both hands.
No wonder the old guy guarding the door outside the main hall is at the True God Realm level, and the strong monster clan who stood guard when their Yuanzhou arrived also has a cultivation level of six or seven steps in the Celestial Realm.
wrong!
Zhong Zihao suddenly shook his head violently. What Ao Wujiang said should only refer to their Qinglong clan. There are also other golden dragons, silver dragons, and black dragons. They must not be so powerful.