Three months was a very short time for an Imminent Divinity cultivator.
Chen Zong came out of seclusion. It was a pity that he was still at the limit of the seventh transformation of the Dao Controlling Realm and the seventh transformation of the Divine Body Realm.
Chen Zong felt that he was just one step away from the door. If he had more time, he might have broken through, and both of them would have broken through.
But time waits for no man.
The day of the life-and-death battle with the Barbarian Tribe had arrived.
"You must win this battle," the middle-aged man in the black robe said as soon as he saw Chen Zong.
"Chen Zong, this is Warrior Mahakala from the Eternal Battle Fort," General Zhan Long quickly introduced him.
"Greetings, senior." Chen Zong saluted.
To General Zhan Long and the others, Warrior Mahakala's name meant a lot, but not to Chen Zong.
At least, Chen Zong was a newcomer in the war zone. Because of his level, he hadn't met Warrior Mahakala yet, so he only knew that Warrior Mahakala was a Divinity cultivator.
Why would a Divinity cultivator come here?
Chen Zong didn't know.
"If you win this battle, you will be rewarded handsomely," Warrior Mahakala said with a smile, but didn't explain further.
The purpose of the Mahakala warlord's visit was not only to verify the authenticity of the application, but also to provide support. After all, the Barbarian Tribe would also send a warlord to take charge of the situation.
The general-level cultivators of the Barbarian Tribe corresponded to the Divinity cultivators of the human race.
Move out!
The human race started to move out.
The life-and-death battle between the Barbarian Tribe and the Barbarian Tribe wasn't a small matter.
General Zhan Long and the other Nine Supremes all moved out, and so did the other battle teams. Warrior Mahakala followed them quietly.
They pushed forward to the edge of the outer ring of the southern region, where the isolation belt was. On the opposite side, the Barbarian Tribe's army also arrived and looked at each other across the isolation belt.
In terms of military strength, the Barbarian Tribe was still much stronger than the human race.
Then, a Barbarian Tribe member with two horns on his forehead, a slender and strong body, and a golden totem that looked like a real dragon imprinted on his body, stepped forward.
With every step he took, the void trembled like the earth, creating layers of ripples.
His golden eyes were like ancient ice, emanating an extremely shocking chill. Being stared at by him, the human cultivators of the Path Manipulation Realm did not dare to look him in the eye. Even the Heavenly Spirits were the same, feeling a sense of horror from the bottom of their hearts.
It seemed to be a kind of suppression, a kind of suppression on a different level.
"Barbaric Dragons!"
The expressions of General Zhan Long and the others changed drastically.
He had never thought that the Barbarian Demons would send out the Barbaric Dragons.
The Barbaric Dragon Tribe was the royal tribe of the Barbarian Tribe. They were even rarer in number and were rarely seen on the battlefield.
But it was undeniable that the Barbaric Dragons were powerful.
As a royal family, the Barbaric Dragons were naturally more powerful. If the ordinary Barbarian Demons were natural warriors, then the Barbaric Dragons were the most elite warriors. The Barbaric Dragons were said to be invincible at the same level.
Faster speed, more powerful strength, more violent attacks, etc.
"Warlord, should this battle be called off?" General Zhan Long immediately asked.
After all, they had fallen into the Barbarian Demons' trap this time. No one had thought that the Barbarian Demons would send out a Barbaric Dragon warrior. It was completely unexpected.
It was also because the humans had underestimated the Barbarian Demons' determination to kill Chen Zong.
"Chen Zong, what do you think?" The Mahakala Warlord directly asked for Chen Zong's opinion.
It was a fact that the Barbaric Dragons were difficult to fight against.
"Let's fight!" Chen Zong's answer made the Mahakala Warlord's eyes light up.
"You have the demeanor of your Eldest Senior Brother." The Mahakala Warlord smiled, which made Chen Zong slightly stunned. It seemed that the Mahakala Warlord was more familiar with Luo Beichuan.
Immediately, Chen Zong's attention was attracted by the Barbaric Dragons.
Their bodies looked extremely perfect, as if any more would be unnecessary, and any less would not be enough. Everything was in the best state, and they were the most suitable race for battle.
It was Chen Zong's first time seeing the Barbaric Dragons. The visual impact made Chen Zong's heart tremble, and his blood seemed to be boiling.
This was a strong enemy, a strong enemy.
He could not feel the outcome of this battle, and he even felt an indescribable sense of danger. But things had come to this, and he could only fight to sublimate and break through in the battle.
With a thought, Chen Zong floated forward.
In an instant, a pair of eyes that were as hard as ice with a terrifying will penetrated the void and fell on Chen Zong, as if to pierce through Chen Zong.
The will that this gaze carried was extremely strong, as if it was the gaze of a king, and the power it carried was extremely shocking.
If one's will was not strong enough, they would lose a lot of their momentum and would not be able to fully exert their strength. But Chen Zong was different.
His eyes flashed, and an astonishing sharpness shot out like a sword out of its sheath. He pierced through the air and stared into the golden eyes of the Barbaric Dragon warrior.
Vaguely, there seemed to be fragmented and sharp sounds, as if countless thunderbolts were surging, transmitted into both sides.
Invisible auras collided with each other through their eyes, and an invisible battle began.
"Human, do you dare to play a bigger game?" the Barbaric Dragon warrior suddenly said, staring at General Zhan Long with a cold smile. His tone was full of provocation.
"What game?" General Zhan Long asked.
"The winner will be decided by the life and death of this battle. The loser will leave battle zone number nine." The Barbaric Dragon warrior smiled slyly.
Although the Barbaric Dragons were relatively stubborn, it was not absolute. After fighting with the human race for so many years, they had more or less learned to be flexible.
It was very easy for them to make a bet that was beneficial to them by relying on the powerful combat power of the Barbaric Dragons.
Obviously, the so-called game proposed by the Barbaric Dragon warrior was beneficial to the Barbaric Dragons and disadvantageous to the human race. General Zhan Long would never agree.
"Say yes." Just as General Zhan Long was about to refuse, a calm voice rang out in his ears, causing General Zhan Long to be slightly stunned.
"Okay, the winner will be decided by the battle of life and death. Just wait to withdraw from battle zone number nine," General Zhan Long said.
The Barbaric Dragons were shocked by such a decisive answer, but then they thought of the Barbaric Dragons' shocking combat power.
Humph … The human race would definitely lose.
This time, the talented human sword cultivator would not only die, but battle zone number nine would also belong to the Barbaric Dragons and be controlled by them.
What was this called in the human language?
It was killing two birds with one stone.
"Human sword cultivator, use all your strength. Don't let me waste this opportunity." The Barbaric Dragons did not speak the language of the Barbaric Dragons, but the human language. It was a little strange, but everyone could hear it clearly.
Obviously, the Barbaric Dragons had also studied the human language.
"I wonder what's the difference between the color of the Barbaric Dragons' blood and that of the other Barbaric Dragons'." Chen Zong said with a smile. Immediately, the golden eyes of the Barbaric Dragon trembled and an indescribable murderous intent burst out from them.
"You can't see." The Barbaric Dragons moved the moment he said that.
He lifted his foot and then put it down. In an instant, the void was like the earth. Layers of ripples appeared under his foot. With a boom, a terrifying explosion rang out. The ripples instantly turned into a raging wave, carrying with them an extremely terrifying might. They swept out in all directions in an instant.
Power!
A powerful force burst out and the Barbaric Dragon Tribesman's body charged out with a violent aura.
The power was even more powerful than that of the Barbaric Elephants.
The Barbaric Dragons that Chen Zong had met before were the Barbaric Elephants. Even the Barbaric Dragons were no match for them.
However, the power that the Barbaric Dragons displayed was much more powerful than the Barbaric Elephants', which surprised Chen Zong.
Moreover, the Barbaric Dragons' speed was shocking.
To put it simply, the Barbaric Dragons' power and speed were the best of the other Barbaric Demons.
With such astonishing power and speed, the power of the attack was even more terrifying. It was as if it could destroy everything in its path.
One attack … broke through the air!
It was like a meteorite. The terrifying aura burst out and was extremely powerful. It had reached the peak of the Eleven-Star level.
Tiangang, who was in the distance, looked extremely solemn. If it were him, he would have to use his secret skill to deal with the attack.
So, how would Chen Zong deal with it?
Chen Zong's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he unsheathed the Extreme Heart Phaseless Sword and turned into a sharp sword radiance. It pierced through the air and charged toward the Barbaric Dragons.
They were both at the Eleven-Star level. Who would be afraid of who?
Even if the Barbaric Dragons were the royal warriors of the Barbaric Demons, so what?
Chen Zong used Sword One of the Heart Refinement Swordplay. When Warlord Mahakala saw it, he nodded. Indeed, he had some skills and was good at swordsmanship.
However, that was not enough. There was still a gap between Chen Zong and his Eldest Senior Brother.
However, the battle had only just begun.
The fist radiance and the sword radiance both shattered. The second attack from the Barbaric Dragons arrived.
Among the Barbaric Demons, the Barbaric Elephants were the strongest, the Barbaric Wolves were the fastest, the Barbaric Eagles were the sharpest, and the Barbaric Apes were the most skillful.
The Barbaric Dragons had some, but only some.
However, the Barbaric Dragons had all of them and were even more powerful.
Every attack from the Barbaric Dragons had reached the peak of the Eleven-Star level and was extremely powerful. Chen Zong had to use the Heart Two Wills to activate the Lingwu Supreme Technique and ignite the Sevenfold Heart Fire. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to take the attack head-on.
Pressure!
Chen Zong felt the pressure, a very strong pressure. This pressure was like a huge wave that swept over him continuously. There was almost no time for him to breathe. It made Chen Zong feel that it was difficult to continue, as if he would be defeated at any time.
The strong pressure did not crush Chen Zong. Instead, it stimulated Chen Zong's potential.
Under the terrifying attacks of the Barbaric Dragons, Chen Zong was gradually at a disadvantage. General Warlord Mahakala and the others looked solemn and worried.
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