Cangdupo was originally an inconspicuous hill near the plain. However, after the war some time ago, it has become a thousand ravines, and there is no trace of a hill.
However, here, there are crowds of people, and everyone from the God Clan is gathering here.
"Master, they have already come this way." A graceful and feminine woman wearing a black dress said.
"How strong are they?"
The person who answered was a young man with a delicate face and an even more extraordinary aura.
"There are four people in the Shinto realm and a hundred warriors in the immortal realm." The woman replied, "However, one of the old men's cultivation seems to have reached the late stage of the Shinto realm."
"Um?"
The man frowned slightly, but he relaxed in just a moment: "It doesn't matter, anyway, there are still those people to help, and they are all under our control."
"My master is wise!" the woman smiled.
"However, you must not be careless. When they enter this area, they will immediately use the artifact to seal off the area for thousands of miles to prevent someone's clone projection from coming." The man warned.
"Master, please rest assured, everything has been prepared according to your instructions!" The woman bowed.
"Now I have indirectly controlled part of the power of a large branch of the God Clan. I must seize this opportunity and defeat him personally before the God Clan is fully born!"
The man nodded and looked into the void with deep resentment in his eyes.
…
When Zhong Zihao and everyone from the Tiandi Sect arrived at Cangdupo, they clearly felt that there was something different here. Although he did not deliberately detect it, he was proficient in the way of space and still captured this situation with wisdom.
With Bingbo, Meng Ruoyan and others by his side, as well as several supreme powers in the divine realm from the Heaven and Earth Sect, he was only slightly surprised and didn't pay much attention.
In the world of martial arts, strength is the most important thing. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or conspiracy is a joke.
The so-called "artists are bold" probably refers to Zhong Zihao's mentality at this moment.
The group of people moved very fast and arrived near Cangdupo in just one stick of incense. But what they didn't expect was that instead of leaving, the protoss people were waiting there in a grand manner.
Zhong Zihao even had the illusion that the other party was specially waiting for them here.
Moreover, Li Jingtian's news was absolutely correct. The group of divine warriors in front of him were indeed four supreme powers in the divine realm, more than a hundred in the immortal realm, and nearly a thousand in the void realm.
The situation here can be seen with just a slight sideways glance. However, none of the Jian family and Jiao family warriors mentioned by Li Jingtian were found at this moment.
"Hu Haoran!"
Among that group of people, two figures were particularly obvious, surrounded by a group of divine warriors like stars over the moon.
One of them is the well-known Tian's proud daughter Que Moqing, while the other has a deeper impression on Zhong Zihao than Que Moqing or even Ren Xiaotian.
"Where are those people you captured?" Zhong Zihao asked.
"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, you still care so much about the lives of ants."
Hu Haoran looked disdainful and said: "You are referring to Jiao Kang's group of stubborn people. After I forced them to call for help, I killed them decisively. Don't you feel that there is a lot of resentment here? Maybe they are their ghosts.
Don’t leave.”
Sure enough, Zhong Zihao's previous guess has come true.
"You beast!"
When the judge heard the news, he immediately used his magic weapon and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Zhong Zihao and others.
"Are you the one behind all the assassinations around me and the hidden family's actions in recent years?" Zhong Zihao's eyes flashed with brilliance.
"As expected, he is the person I regard as my only opponent. I knew I couldn't hide these things from you." Hu Haoran smiled slightly and seemed to have a lot of emotions, "I have been looking forward to this meeting for many years!"
"oh?"
Zhong Zihao was quite surprised and said: "Not only do you not repent, but you also worsen it, just to prove that your choice is right?"
"This is just part of it!" Hu Haoran shook his head, "Actually, my real purpose is just to let you understand that I, Hu Haoran, did not rely on anyone to get to where I am today, and no matter what my means or strength, I am no worse than you!"
"Then what?"
This madman's obsession is unreasonable. Zhong Zihao cannot understand it and does not bother to understand it.
From the moment he saw Hu Haoran, he knew that this person was hopeless. It seemed that this time, the two sides were bound to fight to the death.
"Then?" Hu Haoran smiled, very happily, "Then I want you to experience what despair feels like!"
"It's up to you!" Zhong Zihao's eyes narrowed, and he obviously had murderous intentions.
"Yes, just rely on me!"
Hu Haoran knew Zhong Zihao very well, so of course he knew what the latter was thinking, but he seemed confident and unafraid.
It's just that he is a sinister person and is unwilling to reveal his true thoughts at any time. Even when he answered this sentence, he had a smile on his face.
"I saved your life back then. Today I take it back with my own hands, which can be regarded as an explanation to those who died." Zhong Zihao took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.
"How dare you, the ants of a lower race, have the right to talk nonsense in front of our God Clan!"
Que Moqing suddenly answered the words, and then his aura bloomed, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards Zhong Zihao. The pure demonic energy swept out, without even sacrificing the divine weapon. His right hand turned into an iron arm and a copper claw as his figure surged, towards Zhong Zihao.
Zhong Zihao caught him head on.
Perhaps in her opinion, human warriors of the same level of cultivation are not her generals at all. And this young man in black robe actually spoke rudely to his master, so of course he deserves to die.
The Gods were unscrupulous, but Mo Qing didn't consider at all whether this area of heaven and earth could withstand the torment of the Shinto realm. The two sides started taking action while still on the ground.
However, she didn't know that Ren Xiaotian almost died under Zhong Zihao's sword before the Holy Land of Heaven was closed, otherwise she would not have dared to be so reckless.
This is understandable, after all, such a shameful thing would definitely be a great shame for Ren Xiaotian, and he would never go back to publicize it himself.
"Back off!"
Zhong Zihao shouted softly, and Meng Ruoyan, Gongsun Hao and the others swayed slightly and instantly retreated several miles away. The place was swept away only by the wild wind.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
An unstoppable coercion burst out from his body, and he also did not use the magic weapon. With a clenched right fist, the Wuji Xuantian Sutra quietly circulated. As the majestic true energy surged, a layer of pale golden light surrounded
His fist was wrapped around it, and the space around him collapsed inch by inch.
He was not allowed to think too much, but Mo Qing's tall figure of ten feet had already appeared in front of him. Zhong Zihao didn't even think about it, he raised his hand and blasted out at the seemingly delicate claws.
"Boom... bang!"
As the earth shook and the mountains shook, a shocking roar spread along with the sound of space shattering. Centered on the intersection of the two people's fists and claws, a terrifying hurricane spread rapidly like a wave.
"Crack...ah!"
Immediately, everyone heard a clear sound of bones breaking, and a woman's scream echoed in the void.
Immediately afterwards, Que Moqing flew back faster than when he came, his right arm was dripping with blood and his face was pale.