Chapter six hundred and sixty fifth alliance of three tribes
Guwu Liuguang Tower, Netherworld!
Zhong Zihao looked at the recovered Venerable Dongxu and others without speaking, and stood aside with a smile on his face.
Everyone felt a little embarrassed. Only Long Ren, the ancestor of the dragon clan, had no grudge in his heart and said with a smile:
"Well, little brother, although they have recovered a few days ago, they really can't bear to leave here. Who makes this place so wonderful? You can even find all kinds of traces of heaven."
It turned out that these old guys had already recovered from their injuries, but they were staying in the Netherworld. They were afraid that Zhong Zihao would drive them away after learning about it, so they simply pretended to be still recovering from their injuries and did not give any information to the outside world.
"Ahem!"
Zhong Zihao coughed lightly. Naturally, he would not argue with the seniors and solemnly said: "Perhaps, we should start taking action."
"So fast?"
The reaction of several people was surprisingly unanimous. They didn't expect to have to face off against your Majesty so soon. Doesn't that mean that they will face the legendary "獠" soon?
"It's just a duel with the god Ren Xiaotian!"
Zhong Zihao shook his head slowly, knowing that the other party had misunderstood what he meant.
Immediately, he introduced the matter of Panshui Mountain to several people, and then said: "On the surface, it is me, Jade Valley, who has invited Ren Xiaotian to fight, but everyone knows that if the God Clan is defeated, that lord will definitely take action. As for the four major gods of the God Clan,
No one can predict whether the ancestor of the branch will show up."
Upon hearing this, Venerable Dongxu and others nodded in agreement.
"When will we set off?" asked old man Wuwei.
They are all immortals who have lived for thousands of years. With a brief mention of these things, they can figure out the causes and consequences. Without any nonsense, they directly asked about the departure time.
"Before I came back, I sent a message to Senior Suqi of the Black Demon Clan that as soon as the three ancestors of the Demon Clan arrive, we will go to the Falling Sky Plain." Zhong Zihao did not hide anything from these people.
"With their pace, they should be able to reach the Emerald Valley very quickly." Zichesanren said.
"No!"
Zhong Zihao shook his head: "To avoid leaking the news, I didn't ask them to meet here."
"You, you!"
Venerable Dongxu shook his head and sighed. He felt that this boy had a gap in his chest. He was more experienced in doing things than himself and others, so he had to admire him.
"How do we need to cooperate?"
"Seniors, all you need to do is hide in the Ancient Martial Light Tower. It will be fine if the Lord doesn't show up by then. Once he does..."
Three days later, Emerald Valley.
Thousands of powerful momentums erupted together, shaking the wind and clouds in the nine heavens suddenly, and the momentum was shocking!
Immediately, dense crowds of figures cut across the sky like a rain of swords, speeding away outside the Great Wilderness Mountains.
When he looked closer, he saw a young man in black robes at the front. His figure looked a little thin, but he naturally exuded an aura of a king.
On the left and right sides are two beautiful women with extraordinary looks.
One person is wearing a long white dress, with exquisite facial features, and skin as pink as snow. Her unearthly aura does not seem to come from the human world.
The other person is full of aura, and there is a hint of cunning in the depths of her pupils from time to time. Everyone who has seen her is stunned.
Of course, these are Zhong Zihao, Murong Wan, and sister Zhong Zihan.
Behind them, the six gods followed closely. Even though they did not deliberately release their aura, the surrounding void was already ripples.
The rest of the people and members of the alliance formed a neat formation, cutting through the sky like an indestructible sword.
…
That night, everyone rested in a valley, while Zhong Zihao tore off his bare hands and left secretly.
Thousands of miles away, there are three old figures waiting eagerly. Behind them, there are about three thousand warriors gathered.
However, at this moment, everyone had restrained their breath to the extreme, and not even the sleeping birds, insects and ants in the forest were disturbed.
Suddenly, the void fluctuated slightly, and a figure in black robe emerged from it.
"I've kept the seniors waiting for a long time!"
Zhong Zihao looked at the three old people, respectfully but without losing etiquette, and said softly.
These people are, of course, the three ancestors of the Demon Clan, Su Qi, Yin You, and Zhu Huo. And the people they lead are even more elite members of the clan. It can be seen that in order to fight against the God Clan, the three ancestors have also worked very hard.
"It doesn't matter! As long as we can destroy the Protoss, it won't be a problem even if a few of us immortals can return to the west."
Su Qi waved his hand, signaling Zhong Zihao not to be polite.
Obviously, the demons hate the gods more than anyone else. The betrayal thousands of years ago not only caused the original demons to fall apart and severely damaged their vitality, but also made them feel ashamed of their ancestors.
"You kid, you can't let us down. This time we can be said to have come out in full force. All the members of the clan who are above the level of Demon King Realm are here."
Yin You looked at Zhong Zihao with a rather strange look, which was actually a bit hard to accept.
When the two met for the first time ten years ago, in his eyes, the latter was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death. Apart from his bad temper that could not be overcome, he didn't take it seriously at all.
Today, ten years later, this guy has actually grown to the same level as himself.
Although Zhong Zihao is still inferior to Zhong Zihao in terms of combat power, his influence in the human race and his status in the hearts of all races are no longer the same.
Therefore, the person who gave Zhong Zihao the most embarrassment in order to recover the family's treasure actually admired him the most.
"Senior, the purpose of my summons to you is to let the three of you take action together to kill your Majesty." Zhong Zihao looked at Su Qi in confusion.
He really didn't understand, how could a few people bring all the fighting power of the clan?
"Hey, we old guys have already decided: we will not destroy the gods, we will die in the seven realms!" It was Zhu Huo who answered.
Although he had a smile on his face when he spoke, Zhong Zihao felt the determination of the demons and couldn't help but feel in awe.
In fact, the combat power of these three thousand warriors of the demon clan is already very terrifying. If the special existence of Emerald Valley is not included, this power is enough to sweep across the seven regions.
Without the Guwu Flowing Light Tower and the Netherworld, Emerald Valley might still be an ordinary sect. With the power of the top ten human clan forces, there is no way to stop the offensive of the gods, and even the addition of the demon clan cannot change the outcome.
"Emerald Valley will advance and retreat together with several seniors!" Zhong Zihao said proudly, "In addition, the human race and the demon race also have the same goals as you. This time, let us recreate the story of the alliance between the three races during the ancient war!"
"good!"
A happy smile suddenly appeared on the three people's faces.
Zhong Zihao did not communicate too much with them, and quickly came to the rear: "Brothers, you are welcome and safe!"
"Humph! I have been practicing hard for more than ten years, and I didn't expect that the gap between me and you is getting bigger and bigger!"
It was rare that Jun Mo and Jun Tianxiao didn't quarrel, and at the same time they looked at this guy with contempt.
After the two of them witnessed Zhong Zihao's terrifying combat power in the Black Demon Tribe, they returned to the Jedi retreat and practiced hard. Later, the Guwu Liuguang Tower was exposed, and they also led their tribesmen to enter the retreat. Currently, they only have the peak cultivation level of the Demon Emperor Realm.
However, when Zhong Zihao came back from Futu Heaven, the Gods were born, the war broke out, and they had already left early.
"Ning'er, you're here too!"
Finally, Zhong Zihao laid his eyes on the face of a woman in a black dress, with a complicated expression.