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Chapter 370 Worry

Zhong Zihao and four other people arrived and suppressed the entire audience with lightning speed. While everyone was in disbelief, they also had a feeling of palpitations for the rest of their lives.

Murong Wan killed all the warriors of the God Clan except the middle-aged man. If he hadn't wanted to press for some information, no one from the God Clan would have been spared at this moment.

Back then, he was imprisoned by the Tuoba clan, and those days were an indelible disaster in her heart. Because the Tuoba clan worked for the Gods, her hatred for the Gods was not inferior to anyone else.

Zhong Zihao, because of some information he learned from Guwu Liuguang Tower and Xiao Yuan, was wary of the Gods, but also forced him to want to find out the secrets of this race.

In his understanding, the gods and demons have many similarities, even the power they use is the same, or it can be said that they both rely on demonic energy to practice. This has been confirmed by Xiao Yuan.

I still remember what Xiao Yuan said that day in the Forbidden Land: "The gods and demons may have the same origin!"

In the past, he was not so eager to confirm this information. However, it is different now. The gods have appeared in the Holy Land of Sky, and may come to the Seven Domains in the near future. A racial war is inevitable. Moreover, this time should not be too long.

"Soul power attack!"

The middle-aged protoss was captured, but he did not panic. He looked at Zhong Zihao with his sharp eyes and said interestingly: "I wonder what will happen if we meet another branch of my clan?"

Zhong Zihao didn't know why, but it didn't hinder his interrogation: "I think you should have the consciousness of being a prisoner."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "My race of gods was born according to the destiny of heaven and earth. We are destined to unify the seven regions. There is no need for lower-class humans to be rampant."

"Crack!"

Lu Yang slapped the middle-aged man in the face and said sarcastically: "I don't know how long this guy's head is, but he has such virtues, why is he so arrogant?"

After saying this, he made a surprised expression and said in shock: "Is it possible that the gods are all such fools?"

The rest couldn't help laughing when they heard this. If it weren't for the heavy heart caused by the death and injury of their companions, they would probably burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man was furious. Even though his cultivation was banned and he could not take action against Lu Yang, he still looked at the latter with a pair of vicious eyes. Everyone had no doubt that if eyes could kill, Lu Yang would have been delayed thousands of times at this moment.

all over.

"You don't have anything to say to us?" Zhong Zihao frowned slightly, and he was already preparing to use the soul-searching secret method.

"Hey, hey, my race of gods will rule the world sooner or later, and lead all races to a higher level. You ants who go against the will of heaven, just pray that you can come out of the holy realm of the sky alive."

The middle-aged man roared loudly, glanced at Zhong Zihao with disdain, and then bit hard, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

"puff!"

Ying stepped forward for a brief inspection and reported: "Master, he bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

Zhong Zihao nodded with a heavy face. The Gods were not only powerful in battle, but also had a strong temperament that exceeded his expectations. Today was the first time he had contact with the Gods. On the surface, they seemed to have won, but in fact they had lost.

First, the Gods have a thorough understanding of the human race, including other races, while the human race knows very little about them. This is the biggest advantage.

Secondly, it was the first time the Heavenly Vault Saint had a confrontation with the Gods. The opponent had less than ten people, but nearly forty human and demon warriors were almost wiped out. This level of combat power was frightening.

If the situation of this battle spreads, it is conceivable that the entire Holy Sky Realm will be in turmoil and everyone will be in danger. From this point of view, they are indeed defeated.

Several people checked the belongings of the divine warriors, but did not find anything useful.

Yin Cang was helped over by his fellow disciples, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhong, thank you for saving me. Fentian Tower owes you a great favor."

In fact, Yin Cang felt incredible when he said this. He was also present at the battle on the rooftop. From his perspective, Zhong Zihao's combat power was not much higher than his own. However, after only one year of not seeing each other, his opponent's cultivation level skyrocketed again.

That's not all. He clearly remembered that the two late-stage Void Realm warriors from Fentian Tower joined forces with Xuecheng to be able to resist the middle-aged man from the God Clan, and the young man in front of him seemed to be several years younger than him.

, why can it be subdued so easily?

In fact, Zhong Zihao's combat power is not as strong as he imagined. In the final analysis, the reason why this battle can end so smoothly lies in his soul power attack.

Today, as Zhong Zihao's cultivation has advanced to the late stage of the Void Realm, the strength of his soul power has also increased significantly, and he has reached the late stage of the Immortal Realm.

A battle between masters can determine victory or defeat in an instant. When their soul consciousness was disturbed, Murong Wanru entered a no-man's land and secured the victory.

Moreover, even Zhong Zihao himself knows that it is not easy to cultivate soul power. He has not met many warriors who can use soul power to attack since his debut.

"Brother Yin is too polite. We are both human beings and we should help each other." Zhong Zihao replied politely, "How is your injury?"

"It's okay, thank you Brother Zhong for your concern!" Yin Cang was very grateful.

"Senior Xuechou!"

Under Ying's introduction, Zhong Zihao came to the Xuemei clan and greeted Xuechou and others.

"Yes. Are you the leader of the alliance that the shadow boy said? Yes, yes, the human race has indeed produced a lot of monsters in recent years." Xuechou replied happily. His body shape has long returned to normal, otherwise everyone would have to raise their heads and shout to communicate with him.

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"Thank you, senior, for taking care of Ying." Zhong Zihao cupped his fists and saluted.

"It's a trivial matter. This guy is good at everything else, but he is a little too cold and taciturn. His aura is as cold as our Xuemei tribe, which is not good." Xuechou waved his hand, not sure whether this was a compliment or a complaint.

Ying was standing next to them, his face full of embarrassment when he heard this. As a killer, I was also responsible for assassinations and underground activities in the Jueshen League. It would be strange if I were just like ordinary people.

"Senior, please forgive me!"

Zhong Zihao saw Xuechou's brows furrowed and knew that he was sad about the death of his clan, so he comforted him.

"At this age, there is nothing to look away from. What I am worried about is whether other tribesmen will also suffer misfortune." Xuechou sighed, with deep helplessness in his words.

Everyone was thinking deeply, and without exchanging a few words, the Fentianlou and Xuemei clan warriors collected the corpses of their companions, said goodbye to Zhong Zihao, and left. The reason why they were so anxious was to inform their fellow sects and clansmen about what happened here.

Similarly, the same is true for Zhong Zihao and others. After entering the Holy Realm of Heaven, they allowed everyone to practice separately. What will happen to them now?

Thinking of this, the five people quickly left the place and tried their best to find the warriors of the Jueshen Alliance. Of course, Ying must have said goodbye to the Xue Mei clan and went with them.

No one knew that the young lady whom the middle-aged man from the God Clan was looking for was currently in another place, with the descendant of the Human Race's hidden family.

And this successor is Ye Wuhui, who joined the God Clan and has the status of an envoy.


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