Chapter 632 Can He Still Create Miracles?

Wanwu City was overcast for several days, which seemed to indicate that it was about to face a huge storm.

The emperor of the empire secretly met with Zhang Xing. After a long talk, Zhang Xing refused the gift sent by the emperor. In the end, the emperor had no choice but to respect Zhang Xing's decision.

Next, the Array Master Guild, the Pharmacist Guild, the Beast Hall, the Forger Guild, the Magician Guild, the Second Super Family, more than a dozen first-class families, and all the second-class imperial royal families sent people to send things that they thought could help Zhang Xing.

For example, the sixth-level earth dragon, the array plate, the imperial weapon, medicinal materials, etc.

Zhang Xing was also deeply moved by this and expressed his gratitude.

Of course, he could still see how many of them were sincere and how many were reluctant.

However, Zhang Xing did not accept their gifts, nor did he say that Zhang Xing was arrogant and thought that he could win with his existing strength.

But the things they sent were useless.

That morning, old man Pratt walked into the secret room with a sad face.

Not long after, Zhang Xing opened the formation and invited Pratt in.

"Zhang Xing, according to the intelligence, Prince Zhu En has led a large group of troops to attack our Wanwu City."

Pratt wanted to tell Zhang Xing the news last night, but it was already late at night, so he didn't bother him. Besides, it was already this time, so there was no difference in a few hours.

"Oh, you came quite quickly."

Zhang Xing smiled faintly, without showing any panic.

"Old man, how much is their main combat power?"

Zhang Xing continued.

"Thirty seventh-level flying war dragons, about two hundred sixth-level flying war dragons, and at least six great masters of the Venerable Realm."

"Hey! It seems that Prince Zhu En is determined to win!"

Pratt frowned and sighed.

"More than thirty level seven?"

Zhang Xing laughed: "They really think highly of me. This power is enough to sweep across the entire Wanwu Kingdom."

"But, don't let me be scared. Since they dare to come, there is no need to go back."

Listening to Zhang Xing's confident tone, Pratt's heart moved for no reason, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared. He couldn't tell what this feeling was.

It was as if he was affected by Zhang Xing's emotions. He had no doubt that if Zhang Xing was depressed, irritable, and fearful at this time, he would also have such emotions.

It shouldn't be, he is a half-step Venerable Realm cultivator. Even if a real Venerable Realm master is here, it is impossible to affect his emotions.

What's more, Zhang Xing is only in the primary emperor realm.

This is a bit unbelievable. The thought in his mind flashed and was quickly swept away by him. With a powerful enemy at hand, it is not the time to consider these things.

Even his granddaughter Nabao's miraculous promotion to three levels, such a shocking event, was diluted by the current haze.

He knew that Zhang Xing was a magical boy, a man who always created miracles. He often shocked people easily when everyone else was not optimistic.

And this crisis was also not optimistic by everyone else. Rumors were flying everywhere, saying all kinds of things.

Most of the rumors said that Zhang Xing was finished and dead.

Especially those who hated Zhang Xing to the core, they were more excited than anyone else, and they wished that Zhang Xing would be killed by Prince Zhu En.

They wanted to set off firecrackers now to celebrate the collapse of the mountain that was pressing on them, so that they would no longer be oppressed!