The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-eight chapters
In the center of Long Island, as the strong men of the White Tiger clan arrived, the momentum created made everyone pay attention.
Zhong Zihao's eyes narrowed. The aura of that middle-aged man was indeed terrifyingly strong. Even if he had not reached the Star Lord level, he was still not far behind.
In addition to the old man and the middle school man, the strength of the two young men is also extraordinary, and they have faintly surpassed Aonan Mountain and Aoxi Lake.
"If you ignore the background and only compare the strong ones on the surface, the strength of the White Tiger Clan is not weaker than that of the Dragon Clan." Long Chen whispered in Zhong Zihao's ear.
Zhong Zihao nodded without any trace. Long Chen's words were obviously too subtle. He was not weaker than the Dragon Clan, but clearly stronger, okay?
He suddenly realized that his previous guesses were somewhat wrong. He had thought that the dragon clan could easily crush any demon clan in the ancient underworld.
"Chief Bi Ye, please take a seat!"
Ao Wujiang turned a deaf ear to the White Tiger clan's domineering declaration, stood up, and invited him with a slight humility.
"snort!"
Patriarch Bi Ye snorted coldly and glanced at the entire audience. He only nodded to Patriarch Xuanwu. Even the juniors who came with him did not even salute Ao Wujiang.
Zhong Zihao was wondering to himself when he suddenly heard a loud and high-pitched bird song. He turned around and saw a cloud of flames rising up into the sky and covering the sky in the blink of an eye. There was also a flash of red blood in the crystal, almost lighting up the sky.
The entire starry sky.
The flames were extremely fast, as fast as thunder, streaking across tens of thousands of miles of sky like a fleeting light, and came close in an instant.
Only then did everyone see clearly that a group of soaring giant birds were wrapped in the flames. The gorgeous tail feathers and perfect body all showed its majesty as the king of bird species.
"Phoenix Clan!"
The entire audience was shocked. Back then, the Phoenix Clan was led by the sacred beast Suzaku, and its power spread throughout the world. Even compared to the Dragon Clan, it was not weaker at all.
It's just that after the death of Suzaku, the Feng clan was closed to the mountains, and its intimidation gradually weakened. But even so, no one dared to underestimate this clan because the skinny camel was bigger than the horse.
Zhong Zihao frowned slightly, feeling that the leading phoenix seemed familiar. Wasn't it the same one he met on the way to the ancient ghost grave?
At this moment, the flames dissipated, and six figures emerged from it, while a woman with majestic eyes stood in front of her. She was wearing a red and yellow gold and silver silk Luan Bird Chaofeng embroidered dress, with two sleeves embroidered with
Several large peonies are extremely bright.
Except for her, the others are all from the younger generation, four men and one woman.
And that woman in a fiery red dress, who was as elegant as a pearl, was naturally Feng Qi, whom Long Chen longed for.
"phoenix……"
Long Chen was about to rush forward to say hello, but suddenly he stopped and his eyes dimmed slightly.
A look of surprise also flashed in Zhong Zihao's eyes. Feng Qi actually officially entered the late stage of True God Realm, one step faster than Lu Yang, Meng Ruoyan and others. This is probably why Long Chen's reaction came from this.
Except for Feng Qi, the auras emanating from the other young men are not weak either, and three of them have reached the peak level of the True God Realm.
As for the beautiful woman in the lead, although the aura fluctuations blooming around her are not comparable to those of Bi Ye of the White Tiger Clan, the degree of concentration of her source power is much more stable.
"Sure enough, among the descendants of the four great beasts, the cultivation level of the clan leaders of each lineage is much stronger than Ao Wujiang."
After Zhong Zihao confirmed this matter, he became more and more puzzled. There must be a reason for this that he didn't know.
"I've met Clan Chief Feng!"
In an instant, almost everyone in the audience stood up at the same time, and the weaker tribes even bowed and saluted. From this point of view, the status of the Phoenix Clan in the ancient underworld even surpassed that of the Dragon Clan and the White Tiger Clan.
"Clan Chief Fengji, please take a seat!"
Ao Wujiang greeted him with a spring breeze on his face. He seemed to be equally enthusiastic, but his attitude towards Bi Ye was different. Perhaps the relationship between the two races was not as bad as the outside world thought.
"Um!"
Feng Ji nodded lightly, her eyes roamed over everyone, and she stepped forward without saying a word.
On the way, he paused for a moment and glanced in the direction of Zhong Zihao in surprise. I don't know if he noticed that the latter was extraordinary or because he saw Long Chen.
Feng Qi had already noticed this place. After bowing to several seniors, he whispered a few words in Feng Si's ear and came to Zhong Zihao in a flash.
She first gave Long Chen a long-lost hug, and then said to Zhong Zihao: "I thought that after breaking through to the late stage of the True God Realm, I would be almost equal to you, but now I finally figured it out, I can't compare with a pervert like you.
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"So it's better to stay with me. Not only will I not hurt you, I will also flatter you!" Long Chen's lips bloomed with a smile.
"Go away, there's no future!" Feng Qi feigned anger, the long eyelashes under her beautiful eyes fluttering slightly.
"Uh..." Long Chen was immediately dumbfounded and at a loss.
Zhong Zihao touched his palms and smiled softly, as if he had returned to the time when he first met the two of them, feeling secretly sighing.
"laugh……"
A rapid sound of breaking through the sky sounded from the horizon, and a group of black light was seen flickering in the distant starry sky. The next moment it had come closer, attracting everyone's attention.
Suddenly, the black light dissipated, turning into several figures in black robes with strong auras and sharp eyes.
"Golden-winged Dapeng Clan!"
Everyone was slightly shocked as another domineering race arrived.
The Dapeng clan is world-famous for its fast speed. In this regard, even the Phoenix, the king of birds, cannot compare.
According to legend, the Peng tribe is cruel and bloodthirsty. When their spiritual intelligence was not yet developed, they used the dragon tribe as food. The two sides were naturally difficult to deal with. Even today, the Peng tribe is one of the few major ethnic groups that is not afraid of the overlords of the ancient underworld.
If their ancestors had not given birth to a god-king master, they might not have listened to Ao Wujiang's call.
Ao Wujiang had always had a smile on his face, but his expression suddenly changed when he saw it. The cultivation level of the clan leader Jialou Baijue has improved to a higher level, and he seems to have surpassed Bi Ye of the White Tiger clan.
"This...when did he reach the Star Lord level?"
The same thought arose in the hearts of the major clan leaders present, and everyone could even guess that today's gathering would not go so smoothly. Even the strong men of the Phoenix Clan and Xuanwu Clan frowned slightly.
"Hahaha, Brother Jialou is here too, come here quickly, I've reserved a seat for you." Only Bi Wu smiled brightly and stood up to greet him.
"Here comes the head of the Jialou clan!"
Ao Wujiang did not dare to neglect, and secretly glanced at Zhong Zihao, worried about today's alliance.
"Ao Wujiang, you asked me to invite you, but I still refuse to go. Except for Senior Zulong, there is no one in the ancient underworld of Nuo Da who can convince me."
Jialou Baijue's aura was fierce, and he did not give any face in front of the senior officials. He led several tribesmen in the direction of Bi Ye with a cold snort.
Fortunately, shortly afterwards, the heads of several small ethnic groups arrived, which relieved Ao Wujiang's embarrassment.
Not long after, nearly fifty strong men from more than fifty ethnic groups gathered in the square, but the top leaders of the Qilin tribe arrived belatedly.
Half an hour later, all the tribes who had received Ao Wujiang's invitation had arrived, and the momentum of hundreds of top demon tribes gathered together, seeming to suppress the general trend of the world on Dragon Island.
Seeing this, Long Chen and Feng Qi returned to the field one after another, followed closely by Zhong Zihao. He was about to find a place to stand at will, but was pulled aside by Ao Nanshan to introduce his two brothers.
"Who is that human boy?"
Seeing this scene, most of the powerful people present looked puzzled and looked for people they knew well to inquire.
At this moment, Ao Wujiang had arrived at the center of the high platform, and his vigorous shouts resounded throughout the audience: "Everyone, my clan leader has called everyone here today to discuss the alliance between the Monster Clan and the Xuantian Realm!"
"What?"
After just one sentence, everyone in the audience was shocked! (To be continued)