Chapter eight hundred and sixty-six subduing the exhibition sky
"Whoosh whoosh..."
On this day, a dense sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded above the deep canyon.
Zhan Changkong woke up immediately and looked up, only to see that the leaders were actually the five giants in the Demon Burial Abyss.
His expression changed slightly. Could it be that these people were here to kill him? No, the leaders of the Demon Mansion were all dead, and it was impossible for these people to avenge Ji Huan and others.
Could it be that they are here to cause trouble for that boy?
This is possible. After all, the existence of this guy is a great threat to all the major forces in the Burial Demon Abyss. It is estimated that these people know that they are no match for this kid, and even brought all the strong men under their command. Tianxin Palace is even more
They came out in full force.
However, the next scene shocked Zhan Changkong.
I saw more than a hundred people shooting into the bottom of the valley like a rain of swords, in an orderly formation. Instead of glaring, everyone's face was shining with excitement.
"Greetings, my lord!"
Zuo Qiu Ming, Fen Yan, Cen Tianlu, Yun Shang and Zhuo Li, five powerful men in the supreme realm, walked out and actually saluted Zhong Zihao respectfully.
"Greetings, my lord!"
At the same time, more than a hundred strong men in the rear shouted in unison, and their voices echoed in the depths of the canyon for a long time.
"Everyone is here?"
Zhong Zihao turned around, glanced at everyone one by one, and nodded with satisfaction.
He found that, except for the Tianxin Palace, the subordinates led by the other people were all strong men in the late stage of Tongshen Realm and the peak of Tongshen Realm. Returning to the outside world with this power, he would not be better than Biyang Yun.
It's not as powerful as the palace.
"Sir, everything will be done according to your instructions, and the Demon Mansion has also invited two Supreme Realm powerhouses to take charge."
Zuo Qiu Ming replied respectfully: "Please rest assured, sir, those two strong men are not demonic cultivators. They have gentle personalities and do not like killing."
"That's good!"
After finishing speaking, Zhong Zihao turned his head and looked at everyone in Tianxin Palace a few more times.
The cultivation level of this group of people is not low, and they have been cultivating by absorbing the energy of heaven and earth. Their bodies are not infected by the evil spirit at all. It is just right to arrange them to do that thing.
However, his casual gaze left Zhen Buduo, Zuo Qiulan and others at a loss, especially the hall master who had attacked him in the Tianxin Palace that day.
"I don't know that you are of noble status. I offended you in the first place. Please punish me!"
The bearded hall master couldn't stand the torture and immediately knelt down to accept the punishment.
"That's all, from now on we are all our own people, no need to be so restrained!" Zhong Zihao said calmly.
"Thank you, sir!"
The hall master kowtowed respectfully before standing up, thinking to himself, the gentleman we are following is not that difficult to talk to.
"Everyone, today I will take you back to the Nine Heavens World. But the ugly words are ahead. Those who go out must obey my orders for the rest of their lives. If there is any unwillingness, it is still too late to regret it!"
Before leaving, Zhong Zihao made sure again.
"I am willing to obey your orders and will never regret it!"
But I saw more than a hundred people answering in unison, and the momentum was overwhelming.
In fact, the warriors who can come here must have already understood the situation they will face in the future. For them who have been living in the cage-like Demon Burial Abyss, if they have a choice, how can they resist that kind of temptation.
As for the possibility of betrayal after leaving, there is no possibility of betrayal. When he subdued Zuo Qiu Ming and others, Zhong Zihao asked them to swear a blood oath to prevent this from happening.
Zhong Zihao nodded with satisfaction and chuckled: "My real name is Zhong Zihao. Before the force is formally established, everyone can just call me Young Master."
"Yes, Young Master!" Everyone agreed with a roar!
"Are you ready?" Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhong Zihao asked Zuo Qiu Ming and others.
"We are all ready and ready to go!"
Although several people said this, they still had doubts in their hearts.
They had seen Zhong Zihao's power in the form of a demon that day, and would not doubt that the latter could tear apart space. However, it was rumored that a warrior who had killed less than ten thousand people would perish on the spot if he entered it.
Will the young master also choose this method and take a risk?
Zhong Zihao observed the words and expressions and already knew what several people were thinking. He did not explain, but just said: "Don't resist!"
"call out!"
A flash of silver light enveloped everyone present, and the next moment, except for the five people named Zuoqiu, all the others disappeared without a trace.
"this……"
Several people were shocked and released soul power detection one after another, but except for Zhan Changkong not far away, there was no one breathing.
"Could it be?"
Zuo Qiu Ming looked at Zhong Zihao with a shocked face and hesitated to speak.
"You guessed it right, it's a space artifact!"
Zhong Zihao nodded slightly and answered affirmatively.
"My subordinates surrender!"
Several people had expressions of admiration on their faces and bowed respectfully. With such a treasure, they no longer had any worries.
Finally, Zhong Zihao cast his gaze on Zhan Changkong's face not far away: "This is your last chance, what choice should you make?"
Now that we are here, how can Zhan Changkong not know what is going on?
Even the five giants in the Demonic Burial Abyss have surrendered to this boy, and he has even seen space artifacts that he has never thought of. So why should he hesitate? Moreover, he also has a feeling that if he misses this opportunity, he may never come back in his life.
To the Nine Heavens World.
"Zhan Changkong is willing to follow you to the death!"
Zhan Zhang flew across the sky, and in an instant he came close and bowed.
However, Zhong Zihao ignored him and just looked at him with a half-smile.
Zhan Changkong understood something and didn't say much. He immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and swore an oath to the sky.
"As for whether you choose a hundred years of freedom or something else, you can decide after you go out." Zhong Zihao's face softened slightly and he nodded slightly.
"Need not!"
Unexpectedly, Zhan Changkong refused on the spot.
Immediately, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and wiped his face hard, and a piece of handsome face was torn off, dripping with blood and terrifying.
"Before the young master can face the Yemo Tian Palace head-on, I cannot bring disaster to everyone. Only in this way can no one in the Jiutian World recognize me Zhan Changkong!"
Zhan Changkong spoke every word, and his belief in revenge became more and more firm.
He is absolutely right. In the world of martial arts, the main way to identify a person is by breath and face.
As for the warriors who came to the Burial Demon Abyss, they had mastered Yuan Li, demonic energy, and evil energy. Their original aura had long been changed. Now Zhan Changkong even took off his face with his own hands. Unless he took the initiative to admit it, it would be difficult for the Emperor of Heaven to recognize him.
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"good!"
Zhong Zihao did not expect this guy to be so decisive and ruthless towards him, so he immediately promised: "When the day comes that I am capable enough, I will definitely take you into the Yemo Temple!"
"Welcome Brother Zhan!"
The five people named Zuoqiu were also shocked and moved by Zhan Changkong's behavior.
"Everyone, let's hit the road!"
After Zhong Zihao finished speaking, he saw the six people nodding, opened the Nether World again, and brought several people into it. Of course, before that, a separate space had been set aside for Zhong, and he would not be allowed to come into contact with anyone.
Everything was ready, the black flame demon sword flashed in his hand, Zhong Zihao's majestic power slowly bloomed, and the "demon riot" appeared again in the deep canyon.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think that his mood at this moment was a bit as urgent as when he went from Yuntian Continent to Jiutian World.
[PS: Sorry friends, I have been looking for a house to move recently, so the plot update can only proceed in this way, letting small collisions promote the climax. 】