Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 4086 Your Highness, the group of humans is here!
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wu Zing laughed loudly: "Zhengheng, are you speaking from the perspective of the decision-makers of the other twelve cities? How dare you act as the master of the ancestor gods just because you are a small peak demon king? How dare you do that?" Blatantly calling them stupid, what is your intention, do you really want to ruin my Shadow City!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Zhengheng turned around, pointed at Wuzong and said, "Don't insinuate here, I Zhengheng dare not provoke the majesty of the ancestor gods, thinking that if you say a few words casually, they will fall into the ears of the ancestor gods?"

"Are you scolding me?"

Wu Zing stood up abruptly, with a burst of breath on his body, and a thick coercion pressed towards Zhengheng.

They are both at the peak demon monarch realm, but they are both a descendant of the holy family and a descendant of the royal family.

The disparity in blood has caused a huge gap in strength, and the majestic coercion made Zhengheng a little breathless.

Compared with the human race, the suppression of this bloodline is clearer between monsters and monsters.

If it was a human race, even if it was not as good as Wujing, it would not look so fragile.

"Wu Ting, fighting is forbidden in Shadow City, are you planning to attack me?!" Zhengheng shouted loudly.

"I don't know how to use hands, but the exchange of coercion is not considered hands-on, right?"

When Wu Zing sneered, the coercion became stronger, like a substantial big hand, and like monstrous waves, constantly flapping towards Zhengheng.

Zhengheng's face was pale, but he didn't dare to break the rules.

He knew that Wujing could not do anything to him just by coercion, but he could... Humiliate him severely!
The door was always open, and the guards outside knew what was going on inside even if they didn't need to look.

To Zhengheng, this was simply a huge insult.

"Wu Zing, if you weren't of the blood of the Saint Race, you thought you could overwhelm me!!!" Zheng Heng growled.

"That's really embarrassing, the blood is destined, you are not a saint, I can only say that you are unlucky." Wu Zong sneered.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from outside.

The moment this sound fell, Wu Zong's body shook violently, and the overwhelming coercion dissipated in an instant.

Zhengheng recovered, panting heavily, and when he looked up outside, he saw a man who looked very young, but obviously not young, standing there at some point.

Wu Zing also turned his head away, when he saw this man, his heartbeat immediately accelerated, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

"Wu Ting, I have seen Lord Ancestral God!"

That man is Zheng Heng's father, Zheng Xiuxun, one of the nine elders of the Shadow City!
"In your eyes, there is still me, the ancestor god?" Zheng Xiuxun asked.

His voice was very calm, but what he said made Wu Zing's eyelids twitch.

"Lord Zushen was joking, you and my father are both elders of the Shadow City, even if you look down on all the monsters, you dare not look down on you." Wu Zong said.

He 'dragged' his father Wu Yin out very timely.

Wu Yin is the Great Elder of Shadow City, in terms of status, he is higher than Zheng Xiuxun, only below the city lord and deputy city lord.

However, Zheng Xiuxun did not buy Wu Yin's face.

He stared at Wu Ting, and slowly said: "In the past six months, you have repeatedly come to Zhengheng's place, relying on his strength not being as good as you, it is either ridiculing or insulting. Zhengheng's temper is not so gentle, but he abides by it." The rules in the city don't want to directly attack you, but you are fine, so it's getting worse?"

"My deity, did I give you face?!"

After the last sentence fell, an indescribable terrifying coercion, like a mountain, suddenly pressed towards Wu Ting.

This is the coercion of the Seven Blood Ancient Demon, which is completely incomparable to that before Wu Ting.

If Zheng Xiuxun is willing, with just this coercion, he can crush Wujing to death in an instant!

Of course, Zheng Xiuxun would not do this.

Not to mention that Wujing has a great elder's father, just because he is a son of the holy clan, Zheng Xiuxun would not kill him.

But a small punishment is still necessary.

"boom!!!"

The coercion hit, Wu Zong's expression paled instantly, and a mouthful of blood went directly to his throat.

He wanted to spit it out, pretending that he was injured, but when the blood reached his mouth, he just couldn't spit it out, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Tianjiao in the same city should be united with each other and unite with the outside world. It's good for you to disappear. I'm afraid Zhengheng will live well."

Zhengxiu said: "Have you ever thought about it, if Xuefeng is really Xuefeng, Zhengheng will be like you, insulting you? Before Xuefeng's identity was revealed, all the monsters thought he was a blood dragon clan Zisi, did Zhengheng ever use this to bully you at that time?"

"Do you think coercion is not a move? Then you, have a good taste of the deity's coercion!"

"Pfft!"

At a certain moment, Wu Zing couldn't bear it anymore, his legs bent directly, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

And at this moment, the voice of Great Elder Wu Yin also came into the room.

"Xiu Xun, is it too much?"

As the words fell, Wu Zing only felt a gentle force fall on him, and the huge pressure caused by coercion disappeared at this moment.

He stood up, his head lowered tightly, and his eyes showed a thick and sinister color.

"I'm just teaching your son a lesson for you!" Zheng Xiuxun snorted coldly.

"My child, I will teach myself a lesson, and it's not your turn."

After saying this, Wu Yin appeared beside Wu Zing.

"Father!" Wu Zing immediately showed an aggrieved expression.

But Wu Yin didn't feel pity for him because of this, instead he gave him a hard look, making Wu Zing shrink his neck.

In fact, it is indeed possible to humiliate some ordinary monsters at will with Wu Ting's identity.

But this time it's Zheng Heng, the son of Zheng Xiu Xun!

It's fine if you don't beat him up, why are you going to pity him?

It's just that Zhengxiu asked for help to educate him.

"roll."

Zheng Xiuxun looked at Wu Zing again, and said indifferently: "If there is no major event in the future, if you dare to step into Zhengheng's room, this deity will break your leg!"

"This kind of threat is not good. After all, everyone has legs, not just Wu Zing." Wu Yin said, and glanced at Zhengheng's legs at the same time, with a strong sense of threat.

"Wu Zing, I, Zhengheng, will surpass you one day sooner or later. Don't think that you can really overwhelm me forever because you have the blood of the saint race!" Zhengheng clenched his fists.

"Then I'll wait and see." Wu Zing sneered.

He and Wu Yin turned around, and just about to leave here, they saw a figure running quickly outside.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

"Why are you so flustered?!" Zheng Xiuxun frowned.

Only then did the demon see clearly that there were two elders here.

"Subordinate, pay homage to Lord Ancestral God!" He knelt down deeply.

"Hurry up!" Zheng Xiuxun said impatiently.

"They, they are here..."

"Who's here?"

"The group of people is here!"

(End of this chapter)