Everyone in the demon clan looked curiously at the man and woman in front of them. This was not because they had never seen humans before, but because it was indeed the first time they saw humans who dared to walk on the road to hell without wearing special armor.
"Hey, you guys from the human race, do you know who we are?" A demon warrior raised his voice to challenge.
"Who else can stand in my way besides crooked ways?"
Zhong Zihao was neither humble nor silent. Even though he faced so many demon warriors, he still showed no fear at all.
In fact, no matter whether he is a demon or a human, as long as the other party does not provoke him, he is happy to pass by. However, these guys stopped moving when they got here and were still lined up in the same place. It was obviously intentional.
Make it difficult for yourself.
At this time, he already believed that the other party did it on purpose.
If it is because of different races, then when they meet each other, they should directly attack without saying anything, but the other party obviously has other thoughts.
"Hey, you don't seem to be afraid of us?" Another demon warrior shouted.
"If even you are afraid, would I still have the courage to go to hell?" Zhong Zihao was secretly wary, but replied calmly.
"Hey, this guy seems to have a brain problem. He is really not afraid of us. Or should the brothers cut him into pieces together?"
"This guy is easy to handle. Just kill him. What to do with that woman? She looks very beautiful."
"I don't think it's better than... uh, this..."
The demon warrior was waiting to answer the question when he suddenly felt a fierce killing intent locking him, so he subconsciously shut up. At that moment, he had no doubt that if he uttered any unbearable words, even the young master and the old man would be killed.
Even if you were there, you couldn't save your life.
This feeling cannot be explained, it is just a kind of intuition as a warrior.
"I guess you are members of the demon clan. I don't want to have anything to do with you. If there is nothing wrong, please make way!" Zhong Zihao took a step forward with Murong Wan in his arms, preparing to act and observing the reaction of the other party.
The strange man suddenly lost interest. Seeing that this human youth was very different from what he had guessed, he stepped out from the crowd and said loudly: "Brother, there is some danger ahead, so you should think twice. In addition, I have
I have a question, you seem to know our identity?"
"Demons!"
Zhong Zihao saw that the strange man's words did not seem to be malicious, but was still trying to persuade him, so he nodded and answered.
"Sure enough, you have recognized us a long time ago." The demonic man was extremely surprised. He seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, and asked, "Why don't you guess which branch of the demon clan we are from?"
Zhong Zihao shook his head slightly and did not answer. At the same time, he stared into the distance to remind the other party that he was in a hurry.
His move was obviously ignored by the strange man: "Brother, can you answer a few questions for me?"
"Get out of the way!" Zhong Zihao no longer has the patience to fight with the other party. This group of people obviously intended to do this, although it is not clear what their intention was.
The strange man frowned, a ray of light bloomed in his pupils, and his voice suddenly changed: "You know, if we don't want you to pass, there is nothing you can do with your strength."
"Then try it!"
With a thought in Zhong Zihao's mind, the majestic true energy rippled, and he informed the other party of his choice with actual actions.
"Eh!"
The demonic man's eyes lit up, and it was not until this moment that he realized that the strength of this human youth was quite extraordinary. Even if it was slightly inferior to him, it was far beyond his expectations.
"The early stage of the Demon Lord! Oh no, in your human classification, it should be the early stage of the Void Realm." It seems that he knows a lot about the human race.
Zhong Zihao has known for a long time that the demons have different names for the realm of cultivation. The cultivation realms of human warriors from low to high are: body training, gathering yuan, sea transformation, celestial end, void, immortality and Shinto, as well as legends
On top of the divine way in China.
The demons only have one name for the warriors below the Tianji realm: demon soldiers. The ones above the Tianji realm are called demon generals, the void realm is called demon lords, the immortal realm corresponds to the demon emperor, and those up to the divine realm are called demon emperors.
He had known this information back then in the Tongheng Battlefield, and later confirmed it from Xiao Yuan when he was in the Forbidden Land.
Speaking of which, the two sides only have different names, and there is not much difference in essence. If I must say it, most of the demon warriors are physically strong, and they even have innate magical powers inherited from each branch.
"You're not bad, middle stage Demon Lord!" Zhong Zihao said calmly without any fluctuation in his face.
He also regretted that he should have ignored Murong Wan's objection and hid her in the Guwu Liuguang Tower. At this time, there were many people watching, so this method obviously did not work.
He has never understood the attitude of the demons towards the human race. According to rumors, the demons do all kinds of evil, but what Xiao Yuan said seems to be completely different.
If he were facing someone from the God Clan today, even if he turned into a demon again, he would not hesitate to fight his way out.
He didn't know what happened in ancient times, but it was a fact that the Gods instigated the Tuoba clan to invade the Luoyuan Domain, and he had witnessed the ruthlessness of the Tuoba clan with his own eyes.
Seeing that Zhong Zihao did know something about the demon clan, the strange man guessed that Zhong Zihao was not an unknown person in the human clan. He nodded secretly in his heart, as if he had made some decision.
"Brother, I have no ill intentions towards you. I just want to get to know you. I am Lord Tianxiao of the Flame Demon Clan. I don't know your surname."
"Zhong Zihao!" Zhong Zihao hesitated for a moment, but still answered Jun Tianxiao's question, and then said, "Since Brother Jun has no ill intentions, how can he be willing to give way?"
"Hahaha." Jun Tianxiao seemed to be waiting for these words, "It's easy to say, I want to fight with my brother. I think you are also a leader among the younger generation of the human race. Let's make friends through martial arts. It's not a waste of time to get to know each other."
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"Not interested!" Unexpectedly, what Jun Tianxiao thought was a good idea was dismissed by Zhong Zihao.
"Then what do you have to do before you are willing to fight me?" Jun Tianxiao rolled his eyes and frowned again.
"If you really have no intention of embarrassing me, why don't you get out of the way and let us become true friends?" Zhong Zihao was unmoved.
His concept of which race to make friends with is somewhat different from ordinary people. Not all humans are friends; similarly, not all demons are evil.
Seeing that this guy was out of luck, Jun Tianxiao really had no choice. Suddenly, a thought came to his mind, and an evil smile appeared on his face: "Brother, either way, as long as you can accompany me to fight to the fullest, I will
I’ll give you a choice of the two treasures I found this time, maybe you’ll be interested.”
Just when Zhong Zihao was about to refuse, Murong Wan in his arms spoke up: "What kind of treasure is it? Let me tell you."
"Hey, I didn't expect that this fairy not only had a beautiful life, but also had such a beautiful voice." Jun Tianxiao turned his eyes and looked at Murong Wan.
"Should you answer the question first? This is the basic etiquette for our human race to treat others." Zhong Zihao shouted softly.
"mean!"
Jun Tianxiao glanced sideways at Zhong Zihao. Thinking of the rumored selfishness of human beings, it turns out that this guy is the same. He just glanced at your woman. Is there any need to make a fuss?
But he still faced this problem squarely and replied: "Asparagus and the essence of fire!"