The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 216: Immortal King Preaching
The ancestral spirit's voice was pleasant to the ears, gentle as water, but those who were weaker than her heard a voice that was neither male nor female.

From these performances, Zhong Heng attacked with overwhelming force, without any landing point at all, and he has extremely rich combat experience.

Moreover, he is abnormally strong and does not look like someone in the human realm at all. Instead, he looks more like a quasi-immortal king.

You know, each of the Ten Evils is strong enough to compete with the True Immortals when he is in the Human Realm, and if a bunch of evildoers join forces, they can probably dominate the True Immortal Realm.

But even so, he was still crushed by Zhong Heng.

It's incredible.

Zuji Ling knew that she was no match for this man, but she just wanted to give it a try to see how big the gap was.

Zhong Heng nodded expressionlessly, the blood spear in his hand was still dripping with blood, his white hair was flying, his upper body was naked, and his strong muscles looked like they were carved from marble, with clear lines and looked extremely explosive.

He put away the blood spear, raised his head slightly, and said calmly: "Come on."

In fact, the ancestral spirit is very strong, stronger than the black dragon, but I don’t know who is stronger between it and Wuzhong.

If it is at the Immortal King realm, it would probably be about the same.

After all, Wuzhong killed Pu Mowang and fought his way into the foreign land and escaped unscathed, but unfortunately he died.

The ancestral spirit killed everyone in a foreign land and was able to come back. If it hadn't been ambushed, it would probably have lived longer.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, none of them who have not become Immortal Kings can be a match for Zhong Heng.

This is a bit bullying.

A Ninth Generation Heavenly Emperor who had lived for a million years came to this era and bullied the pinnacle of humanity who was only two thousand years old.

"Hey!"

Golden willow branches suddenly appeared, densely packed like golden spears piercing through the void. Chaos filled the air, as if about to create the world.

I saw the ancestral spirit standing in the square, with three thousand worlds flickering behind him. A huge golden chaos willow tree was rooted in the void, so vast that it seemed to be dragging the entire universe.

The golden young willows were like divine chains of order, interweaving in the void, making sounds like iron chains being pulled, and clanging sounds when they collided.

Zhong Heng looked up and saw densely packed golden chaotic willow branches falling down, as if a rainstorm was coming, and the entire void was roaring.

He was shirtless, with his head held high, holding a blood spear in his hand. His muscular body looked extremely burly in the golden world. His white hair was flying, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his expressionless face.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, an extremely powerful chaotic energy erupted from Zhong Heng's body, instantly plunging the entire world into a gray color. The entire world lost its color, and the origin of time and space also permeated.

The golden chaos willow branches that were falling at a high speed seemed to be affected by something. The attack that was originally as fast as a rainstorm suddenly became as slow as a snail.

Zhong Heng put away the scarlet spear, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He raised one hand, and terrifying divine power suddenly surged, and the road seemed to be wailing.

He suddenly clenched his right hand towards the void, and with a bang, the golden willow branches in the sky suddenly exploded, turning into countless golden spots of light, scattered in this gray world.

"Good attack, but not enough." Zhong Heng's voice was magnetic and domineering. Standing under the endless golden rain of light, the whole world was gray.

The ancestor spirit's watery eyes suddenly shrank, and she attacked with all her strength, but was easily resolved by Zhong Heng.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dazzling fist light burst out in this gray world. It was a purple fist light, which seemed to open up thousands of worlds, and everything would be subject to that fist light.

The domineering and boundless fist light flashed, extremely blazing, and directly hit the ancestral spirit.

"boom!"

The speed of the fist light was too fast, transcending time and space, breaking through eternity, and seemed to reverse time, making it impossible for people to escape.

This punch landed directly on the ancestral spirit, causing her to fly out and spit out blood.

Even her body was cracking and she couldn't withstand Zhong Heng's attack at all.

“How could it be possible? We are both at the pinnacle of humanity, so how could he achieve this?” The ancestor spirit was shocked.

She has also been in the realm of humanity for many years, at least ten thousand years, which is stronger than Wuzhong and others.

But she was also injured by Zhong Heng's punch, and the other party probably restrained himself.

Zhong Heng did restrain himself, otherwise no one would be able to withstand his Demon Lord Fist in the first life if he attacked with all his strength.

He removed the chaotic energy and the laws of time and space, allowing the entire gray world to return to normal.

The ancestor spirit was half-kneeling in the distance, blood constantly oozing from the corners of her mouth, one hand covering her proud chest, her arms and body were trembling slightly, and many of her bones were broken.

Her chest was a little sunken. "Fellow Daoist, you are really strong. I am defeated." Zujiling's voice was trembling. It was not because she was afraid, but because Zhong Heng's punch was too heavy and almost pierced through her chest.

For the first time in my life, I experienced the taste of failure.

However, she did not feel sad at all. After all, since Zhong Heng appeared on the scene, the fighting power he displayed shocked even the True Immortals, who even admitted that they could not beat Zhong Heng.

Therefore, those who challenged Zhong Heng had already been mentally prepared. They just wanted to test whether he was really that strong.

"It's over. Let's move on to the next step, discussing the Dao." Black Dragon wiped away the depression on his face and looked excited.

Although he was beaten badly by Zhong Heng, it was not as bad as that of Thunder Emperor.

They were not even as miserable as Jiuye Jiancao and the others. After all, they had injured Zhong Heng.

"Senior brother is so awesome!!!" The young Immortal King had an expression of admiration on his childish face as he waved his fist among the crowd.

"He is indeed the leader of our world. With this fighting power, who among the younger generation at the same level dares to say they can beat him?"

"Back then, when the Demon Lord fought against the foreign imperial clan's genius in the borderland, he became famous in one battle and became the leader of the Primitive Realm."

"From then on, things got out of control, bloody battles continued, and even immortals died at his hands. It is rumored that he traveled to foreign lands and killed three immortals with his own hands."

In the Wuchen Dojo, many powerful people were discussing, and they looked at Zhong Heng with respect and admiration.

Although this peaceful world is chaotic, it is not as chaotic and difficult as later generations.

In this era, even the immortals can enter the fairyland, the saints are immortal, and the supreme beings can live forever.

Zhong Heng left under the watchful eyes of the crowd and gathered together with the other young strong men. They discussed philosophy and the future with each other.

Some people even compete to see who can break through to the True Immortal realm faster.

As the event was coming to an end, several important figures began to preach.

As soon as this news came out, countless people's blood boiled, their hair stood on end, and they all became excited.

The Immortal King is preaching!
And it wasn’t just one Immortal King who was preaching, but seven.

For a moment, the Taoist temple fell completely silent. The vast and majestic sound of chanting scriptures could be heard. Dense ancient characters were engraved in the void, flashing with terrifying luster. The laws of the entire primitive world were shaking.

From time to time, someone would break through among the crowd, and many beings would fall into enlightenment.

Even Zhong Heng fell into enlightenment.

"boom!"

Several auras of the True Immortal Realm suddenly burst out, accompanied by a series of blazing and terrifying heavenly tribulations. Someone broke through to the True Immortal Realm during the Immortal King's sermon.

Several Immortal Kings waved their hands casually, and a terrifying formation was immediately constructed, blocking the aura of the true immortal.

After a long time, the preaching voices here gradually disappeared, and the figures of the seven immortal kings also blurred from the high platform.

Zhong Heng also woke up from his enlightenment. All the things he didn't understand on the path of cultivation became clear after the Immortal Kings explained.

He even understood a little bit of the method of combining the ten evil secret techniques into one.

Everyone woke up from their enlightenment and looked at each other with excitement.

"Wow! This is the first time since the creation of the world that an Immortal King is preaching to us." Samsara was also extremely excited.

Wu Zhong also smiled happily. He gained a lot from this trip, not only from discussing Taoism with everyone, but also from listening to the Immortal King's teachings and gaining combat experience from fighting with Zhong Heng.

"Well, this event is over. I wonder when we will meet again." Zhong Heng raised his glass, smiled and greeted everyone.

After he said this, everyone reacted and fell silent.

They knew where Zhong Heng was going. That was the place where the supreme powerful men fell and it was also the place that the supreme powerful men longed for.

Only the most powerful ones can enter.

Zhong Heng is only at the human realm, and although his combat power is outrageous, if he goes there, he will probably have a high chance of death, or even no chance of survival.

But they all knew that they couldn't be persuaded.

"Take care. I hope we can meet again and reach the peak." Black Dragon's face showed solemnity and seriousness.

"I will put the dojo on the road to the sea of ​​​​boundary from now on and see when you can come back half-dead." said the Thunder Emperor.

(End of this chapter)