This time, Luo Zihao made a huge investment.

Not only did he invite the 460-level elder who was in charge of Linlang City, but he also summoned Luo family masters scattered in dozens of cities around.

A total of 98 people!

The lowest level was LV200, and all of them were talented. They were qualified to be the owner of Feilong Building in any city.

At this moment, they were densely packed around Xuemao Mountain, showing the arrogance of the top families in the North.

"Sixth Grandpa led the team, and nearly a hundred 200-level masters surrounded and killed you. I want to see how you, the so-called son of Kunlun, die!"

Luo Zihao smiled sinisterly, with pride and mockery in his eyes.

In his opinion, his arrangement was simply a cannon shooting at mosquitoes. No matter how talented Zhou Jun was, how could he defeat so many people?

This was a deadly situation. Even those famous God Kings in the starry sky would have to be killed and die with hatred if they met him in their youth!

The elder of the Luo family next to him was not worried at all. He stood in the air with his eyes closed to rest, and did not take the siege of Zhou Jun seriously at all.

Even the reason why he was willing to come out this time was just to give the head of the family a face.

After all, Luo Zihao was the head of the family's most favored youngest son, and he called himself the sixth grandfather.

Now that he suffered a loss in the territory of Linlang City, he should come forward to support him.

At this time.

Seeing his sixth grandfather closing his eyes to take a rest, Luo Zihao did not dare to make a noise. There was silence between heaven and earth, and only the silent murderous intent was spreading.

Time passed by minute by minute, and I don’t know how long it has been.

The motionless elder of the Luo family suddenly opened his eyes.

"Here it comes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ripples appeared on the calm surface of the cold pond below.

Then, with a loud "boom", a blue dragon shadow suddenly flew up from the lake, raising waves of dozens of meters, and the scene was spectacular.

"Huh? Could this magical pet be... Frost Feather Dragon?"

The elder of the Luo family, who had always been dismissive, was surprised for the first time when he saw the dragon shadow clearly.

Then, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed across his eyes.

The various attributes of the Frost Feather Dragon are too suitable for the bitter cold land of the North. Almost all the major families in the North dream of getting such a magical pet.

Luo Zihao was also surprised, but soon he locked his eyes on the young man sitting cross-legged on the dragon's back.

Obviously, compared with the Frost Feather Dragon, Zhou Jun was more excited about the benefits he got from the secret realm.

At this moment, with a bit of mockery on his face, he said condescendingly:

"Boy, hand over the spoils of the Blood Sword Master immediately, and I can consider leaving you a whole body!"

As his words came out, the nearly 100 Luo family masters hovering around the cold pond also came over, staring at Zhou Jun with either sarcasm or unkindness.

At the same time, the might formed by these people gathered together formed an unstoppable torrent, pressing towards Zhou Jun fiercely.

In this situation, I am afraid that anyone would tremble in fear.

But Zhou Jun just glanced at it lightly, without even a trace of panic on his face.

He broke away from the little dragon cub's back and stepped into the sky as high as the Luo family. After looking around at everyone present with his hands behind his back, he suddenly smiled contemptuously and said:

"Luo Zihao, Luo Zihao, you are really willing to spend a lot of money to deal with me."

"But do you think that relying on this group of rabble and the old dog beside you who is half buried in the ground can stop this son of God?"

The young man's calm voice echoed throughout the mountain. A cold wind blew, blowing half of his robe wildly, making him look more unrestrained and uninhibited.

But when these words fell into the ears of the Luo family, they all changed color.

They couldn't imagine how this young man who didn't even reach level 250 dared to speak nonsense when the Luo family elder led the team and nearly a hundred level 200 masters besieged him.

Luo Zihao's face darkened instantly, and he laughed in anger: "Okay, okay! What a good son of Kunlun, I want to see if you will still be as sharp-tongued as you are now when you lie at my feet like a dead dog!"

As he spoke, rolling black fog emerged, covering the sky behind him in the blink of an eye. A dark demon general appeared with a halberd, which was very terrifying.

The white-haired elder next to him, after hearing these words, although he did not show anger, his eyes were also full of murderous intent.

"Young man, being too arrogant will not end well!"

He spoke faintly, with a hint of meaning.

But what kind of person is Zhou Jun? How could he be scared by the words of the Luo family elder?To?

At this moment, he just shook his head slightly, and said as if stating the facts: "The arrogance without strength will not end well, and when the power to sweep everything is in hand, then what I say is the truth."

"Coincidentally, I have this kind of power!"

As the voice fell, a layer of red halo swept out from under his feet, and then the shadow of a golden dragon surrounded him, the black armor appeared, and a black giant sword was held in his hand, exuding extraordinary power.

Now Zhou Jun is his true face as the first on the God List. The rolling momentum is like the power of heaven, shocking all directions.

Luo Zihao was also shocked. He didn't expect that Zhou Jun was so much stronger than before he entered after just passing through a secret realm.

But as a peerless genius, he also had his own pride in his heart. Instead of advancing, he retreated and shouted: "How shameless! There are so many heroes in the world. What makes you say that you are at the top!"

Luo Zihao's hair was full of flying wind, and he rushed towards Zhou Jun with boundless momentum. There was even a demonic flame burning on his body. It was obvious that he had used some high-level skills.

But in the face of all this, Zhou Jun didn't even move his body, but just raised a palm to Luo Zihao from a distance.

"Forbidden!"

Just a calm word came out, and the next moment, the invisible mental power seemed to turn into a purgatory cage, directly taking Luo Zihao's consciousness into it.

It was an indescribable mysterious power, which instantly fixed the aggressive Luo Zihao in place.

His eyes turned white, and he felt as if his soul had been ripped off. His body no longer belonged to him, and he fell straight down from the sky.

"This..."

"What happened!"

There was an uproar all around. The incident happened too suddenly. No one expected that the battle between two peers would end in such a strange situation.

Even the elder of the Luo family did not react for a while.

After a few breaths, he waved his robe and caught Luo Zihao who was falling from the air. Then, he looked at Zhou Jun with a serious look.

"You actually mastered the means of mental attack. I underestimated you!"

He said in surprise. With his knowledge of the Luo family, it was not difficult to see that Zhou Jun's strange attack just now was a very rare mental skill.

And it was until this moment that the elder of the Luo family, who had always looked down on him, clearly realized that Zhou Jun was unusual.

There are many geniuses in this world, but it is unheard of that they can kill their peers in one blow.

Even if you look at all the sons of God in Kunlun University over the past thousand years, Zhou Jun in front of you is the most special one.

"This child is a monster, and he must not be kept! Otherwise, he will become a disaster for our Luo family in the future!"

At this moment, the white-haired elder's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he almost undisguisedly fell on Zhou Jun.

But Zhou Jun had the same idea?

Since Luo Zihao dared to summon hundreds of Luo family masters and an elder to block him at the entrance of the secret realm, don't blame him for being cruel.

It's just right to settle the accounts of the past and present lives together!

He held the black giant sword across his chest and made a unique gesture with his hand. Immediately, a circular sword pattern appeared out of thin air under his feet, and then it turned bigger and bigger, covering this world in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, in the sky, the shadows of nine divine swords slowly appeared, locking onto everyone present.

All the masters of the Luo family changed color, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged into their hearts.

Even the white-haired elder changed his face when the nine divine swords condensed. His clothes on his back were instantly wet. He felt a strong palpitation and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

But before he could make any response, he heard the voice of the young man in the center of the formation, like the judgment of the god of death.

"Today, I will sacrifice my sword formation with your lives!"

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