Chapter 4109 Your Highness, the Human Race Is Coming!
"Hahaha..."
Wuzong laughed: "Zhengheng, are you speaking from the perspective of the decision-makers of the other twelve cities? Just because you are a small peak demon king, you dare to act as the ancestral gods? You dare to call them stupid so blatantly, what is your intention, do you really want to destroy my Shadow City!"
"Bullshit!"
Zhengheng turned around and pointed at Wuzong and said: "Don't make innuendos here. I, Zhengheng, dare not provoke the majesty of the ancestral gods. Do you think that you can enter the ears of the ancestral gods by saying a few words casually?"
"Are you scolding me?"
Wuzong stood up suddenly, his breath burst out, and a strong pressure pressed towards Zhengheng.
Both are at the peak demon king level, but one is a descendant of the saint clan and the other is a descendant of the royal clan.
The difference in blood has caused a huge gap in strength. The majestic pressure made Zhengheng a little breathless.
Compared with the human race, the blood suppression between demons is more clear.
If it were a human, even if he was not as strong as Wuzong, he would not look so fragile.
"Wuzong, fighting is prohibited in Shadow City. Are you going to attack me?!" Zhengheng shouted loudly.
"I won't, but a competition of coercion can't be considered a fight, right?"
When Wuzong sneered, the coercion became stronger, like a substantial big hand, and like a surging wave, constantly slapping Zhengheng.
Zhengheng's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to break the rules and attack.
He knew that Wuzong couldn't do anything to him with coercion alone, but he could... humiliate him severely!
The door was always open, and the guards outside the door knew what was going on inside without even looking.
This was a huge insult to Zhengheng.
"Wuzong, if you weren't of the Saint Clan, do you think you could suppress me!!!" Zhengheng growled.
"That's really embarrassing, the bloodline is destined, you are not of the Saint Clan, you can only say that you are unlucky." Wuzong sneered.
"Humph!"
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from outside.
The moment this voice fell, Wuzong's body shook violently, and the overwhelming pressure dissipated instantly.
Zhengheng recovered, gasping for breath, and when he looked up outside, he saw a man who looked very young but obviously not young, standing there at some point.
Wuzong also turned his head, and when he saw the man, his heartbeat immediately accelerated, and he couldn't help but lower his head.
"Wuzong, meet the Lord Ancestor God!"
The man was Zhengheng's father, one of the nine elders of Shadow City, Zheng Xiuxun!
"Do you still have me, the Ancestor God, in your eyes?" Zheng Xiuxun asked.
His voice was very calm, but the words he said made Wuzong's eyelids jump.
"Lord Ancestor God, you are joking. You and my father are both elders of Shadow City. Even if you look down on all demons, you dare not look down on you." Wuzong said.
He "dragged" his father Wuyin out at the right time.
Wuyin is the great elder of Shadow City. In terms of status, he is higher than Zheng Xiuxun, and only below the city lord and deputy city lord.
However, Zheng Xiuxun did not buy Wuyin's face.
He stared at Wuzong and said slowly: "In the past six months, you have come to Zhengheng again and again, relying on his inferior strength to ridicule or insult you. Zhengheng's temper is not so gentle, but he abides by the rules of the city and is unwilling to take direct action against you, but you are so good, so aggressive?"
"Is this honor giving you face?!"
After the last sentence fell, the indescribable terrifying pressure, like a mountain, pressed towards Wuzong.
This is the pressure of the Seven Blood Ancient Demon, which is completely incomparable to what Wuzong had before.
If Zheng Xiuxun wanted to, he could crush Wuzong to death in an instant with this pressure alone!
Of course, Zheng Xiuxun would not do this.
Not to mention that Wuzong has a father who is a great elder, Zheng Xiuxun would not kill him just because he is the heir of the Holy Clan.
But a small punishment is still necessary.
"Boom!!!"
The pressure came, Wuzong's face turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of blood went directly to his throat.
He wanted to spit it out, pretending to be injured, but the blood was at his mouth, but he couldn't spit it out, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"The pride of the same city should unite with each other and face the outside world together, but you, Wuzong, are afraid that Zhengheng will have a good life."
Zheng Xiuxun said: "Have you ever thought that if Xuefeng is really Xuefeng, Zhengheng will also insult you like you do? Before Xuefeng's identity was exposed, all the demons thought he was the descendant of the Blood Dragon Clan. At that time, did Zhengheng use this to humiliate you?"
"You think that coercion is not a fight? Then you, have a good taste of my coercion!"
"Plop!"
At a certain moment, Wuzong couldn't bear it anymore, his legs bent directly, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
At this time, the voice of the great elder Wuyin also came into the room.
"Xiuxun, is it too much?"
As the words fell, Wuzong felt a gentle force falling on him, and the huge pressure caused by coercion disappeared at this moment.
He stood up, lowered his head, and his eyes showed a strong vicious look.
"I am just teaching your son a lesson for you!" Zheng Xiuxun snorted coldly.
"I will teach my child a lesson myself, it is not your turn yet."
After saying this, Wu Yin appeared beside Wu Zong.
"Father!" Wu Zong immediately showed a wronged look.
But Wuyin did not pity him because of this. Instead, he glared at him fiercely, making Wuzong shrink his neck.
In fact, with Wuzong's identity, it is indeed possible to humiliate some ordinary demons at will.
But this time it was Zhengheng, the son of Zhengxiuxun!
Wuyin was good enough not to beat him, so why would he pity him?
Just think that Zhengxiuxun helped to educate him.
"Get lost."
Zhengxiuxun looked at Wuzong again and said lightly: "If there is no major event in the future, if you dare to step into Zhengheng's room again, I will break your legs!"
"This threat is not good. After all, everyone has legs, not just Wuzong." Wuyin said, and at the same time glanced at Zhengheng's legs, with a strong threat.
"Wuzong, I, Zhengheng, will surpass you sooner or later. Don't think that you can really suppress me for a lifetime just because you have the blood of the Saint Clan!" Zhengheng clenched his fists.
"Then I'll wait and see." Wuzong sneered.
He and Wuyin turned around and were about to leave here, but saw a figure running quickly outside.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
"Why are you so flustered?!" Zheng Xiuxun frowned.
The demon then saw clearly that there were two elders here.
"Subordinates, pay homage to the ancestor god!" He prostrated himself deeply.
"Speak quickly!" Zheng Xiuxun said impatiently.
"They, they are coming..."
"Who is coming?"
"The group of human beings are coming!"