Indeed, with Zhong Zihao's current strength, no one in the ancient underworld can stop him except Zulong himself.
Even if Zhong Zihao cannot win against an extremely powerful person in the True God Realm, it will be extremely difficult for the opponent to defeat him.
In the face of the magical power of time and space, as long as he is willing, he can easily dodge all attacks, how else can he fight?
Even in terms of pure attack power, Zhong Zihao is not inferior to any Xingjun strongman. Think about the battle he just returned to the ancient underworld, where he killed hundreds of true god realm strongmen and abandoned their armor. In the end, he was unable to even escape.
arrive.
Among them, there are several people who are at the peak of True God Realm, but they can't even take one of his swords!
Ao Wujiang's eyelids twitched. Seeing a few people decide this matter in just a few words, he felt something was wrong.
However, he didn't pay too much attention to it. There was a way to kill the embryo. No matter how much trouble Bi Ye and others made, they were destined not to cause much trouble.
An imperceptible gleam flashed in Feng Ji's beautiful eyes. In her perception, Zhong Zihao seemed not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but she did not believe that he could suppress the Dapeng and White Tiger tribes.
But if she could see him taking action, she could get some clues. After all, Feng Qi had told her in front of her more than once that that kid was perverted.
Therefore, Feng Ji remained silent, and the younger members of the Feng clan who followed also remained silent.
The powerful people in the field naturally have different thoughts, but it is a pity that they cannot see that deeply.
Even the great dragon girl Ao Dongyi felt that Zhong Zihao was too arrogant and whispered sideways: "Third brother, that boy is so reckless, how can he command the Xuantian Realm?"
Not only her, but Erlongzi Ao Xihu beside her also turned to look. Among the three, only Ao Nanshan had had contact with that guy.
"Eldest sister, second brother, let's just watch!"
Ao Nanshan smiled mysteriously, seemingly unworried.
Of course, it should be noted that when he was on the Blue Pole Star, Zhong Zihao only had a cultivation level in the middle stage of the True God Realm. He was able to receive Fengxiao's blow from the peak of the True God Realm, which directly subverted Ao Nanshan's understanding. He only felt that he had spent thousands of years
They have all been trained on dogs.
As for Long Chen and Feng Qi, they were just watching this farce as if it was a lively show.
To say that the people who know Zhong Zihao the most deeply are undoubtedly the two of them. From the Yuntian Continent to the Jiutian World, and now to the Taixu World, they have seen too many miracles in the former.
Even if Zhong Zihao said that he killed a god-king master yesterday, the two of them were probably just surprised, not shocked.
"Mr. Zhong, although today's incident originated from your Xuantian Realm, it is still an internal dispute within our demon clan. I didn't take you seriously. Who would have thought that you would actually come forward? Don't blame us for being merciless.
Let’s meet.”
Bi Ye, who had not spoken for a long time, had a gloomy look on his face. While speaking, he glanced at Ao Wujiang provocatively. He always regarded the upcoming duel as a way to suppress the Dragon Clan.
After he finished speaking, he actually waved his sleeves, turned around, and gradually left under the high platform.
Leaving now?
What's going on!
Zhong Zihao almost didn't react. It wasn't until he saw a young man from the White Tiger Clan who was in the middle stage of the True God Realm coming on the stage that he realized that Bi Ye didn't regard him as an opponent at all and was going to find a junior to kill him.
He only thought it was funny, but his heart was still intact. He looked around at the spectators, who seemed to be looking forward to their fight.
"Clan Chief Ao, can we fight here?"
Zhong Zihao had to make sure first. After all, the destructive power of a true god realm powerhouse was extraordinary. He could destroy the heaven and earth at every turn. If a peak powerhouse struck, it would be easy for the stars to shatter.
If Dragon Island is demolished because of the alliance, I wonder if Zulong will settle the score with him.
"No problem!"
Ao Wujiang suddenly understood and said proudly: "This area of Dragon Island has been sealed by Lord Zulong himself. You can do whatever you want. If you don't have the combat power of Xingjun level, it will be difficult to break a crack in the ground.
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"Oh, okay!"
Zhong Zihao wanted to say that he was worried that he might accidentally hit too hard and tear this place apart, but he swallowed his words in the end.
"hey-hey!"
Kong Yubai had already walked down the high platform, shaking his head. On the way, he glanced at Ao Wujiang, and the depths of his pupils were full of gloating.
There were also many strong men from the demon clan who were also gloating about their misfortune, but the target of their ridicule was Zhong Zihao.
The powerful people who can receive the invitation to come to Dragon Island are all powerful clans in the ancient underworld. At least the clan leaders of each lineage have the peak cultivation level of the True God Realm.
They could tolerate Xuantian Realm only because they respected Kong Yubai and would not take the rest of them seriously.
Everyone has almost the same idea: let that human boy see the true strength of our demon clan. When he finds out that even the younger generation of our demon clan can't defeat him, he won't have the face to mention the alliance again.
At this moment, the strong young man from the White Tiger Clan had already arrived at the field. He glanced at the young man in black robe diagonally across from the corner of his eye and said, "I'm done with the White Tiger Clan..."
"Brother Bi, wait a minute!"
At this moment, a young man with a fleshy face came forward from the Qilin tribe. He was wearing a flame armor, and his whole body naturally exuded the aura of a superior.
The young man from the White Tiger clan frowned slightly. When he was about to challenge Zhong Zihao, he was interrupted, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Bi, please don't be offended. I don't think this kid is qualified to fight with you. I can easily take him down, so why bother you?"
The armored youth naturally noticed the reaction of the White Tiger youth and immediately explained.
"That's fine, I'll leave it to you to solve it!"
The young man from the White Tiger tribe was greatly benefited from this. His previous anger disappeared in an instant, and he gave the other party an encouraging look, which meant that you were right, so I will reluctantly help you.
However, Ao Wujiang, Feng Ji and others glared at the leader of the Qilin clan with unkind expressions. The latter smiled coquettishly and didn't care.
It is obvious that the Qilin tribe did not take a clear stand before, but now they find that the Dapeng tribe and the White Tiger tribe are in sight of victory. This is obviously a good signal. No one will look good on this kind of wallflower.
"Can we start?"
After the young man from the White Tiger tribe left, Zhong Zihao asked slowly. Although the young man in armor was at the same level of cultivation as him, in his eyes he was just a flea that could be wiped out with a flip of his hand.
"I've invited this brother, I'm from the Qilin clan..."
Seeing that the other party was actually more proud than himself, the armored young man had long been dissatisfied, but he was born into a wealthy family and had extraordinary skills in cultivating qi, so he did not lose his etiquette.
"Let's get started. I'm not interested in knowing the name of an unknown person." Zhong Zihao interrupted with a wave of his sleeves, a calm expression on his face.
"court death!"
This time, the armored young man finally couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly burst out with thunderous fury, shouting: "Watch me defeat you with one blow!"
Before he finished speaking, the palm wrapped in blazing fire suddenly struck out. (To be continued)