When the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan heard this, a storm suddenly set off in his heart.

Lord?

This person who called himself Xuan Ming was a king realm! A monk of the king realm would actually serve others as masters. So, what kind of strength does his lord have?

The Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan paid for himself, if it was him, even if the other party was at the peak of the King Realm, he would not be the master. Although the gap between the king realm and the king realm is huge, both are king realms after all, and they are in the same realm.

Serving people in the same realm as the master, he can't do this kind of thing.

As for the king's realm......

The Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan has read a lot of classics, but he has never heard of a realm above the King Realm!

Just when the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan was in a hurry, a hoarse voice came from the black cloak again: "To surrender or not to surrender, if you sincerely surrender, not only you, but also the Zhou Clan will be spared death." If it doesn't fall, hehe......"

The hoarse voice didn't continue, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Hehe......"

The Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan laughed angrily: "Your Excellency is not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue? If you want to kill me, you can try! Although you and I are both kings, your strength is inferior to mine."

Besides, if I'm not mistaken, you should exist in the form of a soul now, right? Without a physical body, a lonely ghost, I want to see how capable you are!"

What he said was right, although the monks of the Wang Realm could also use their spiritual power to attack each other, they were still based on their physical bodies after all. Most of the combat power of the monks of the Wang Realm is still in the flesh.

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan skyrocketed, turning into a black dragon, and he pounced on the black cloak with his teeth and claws.

Originally, the battle between the monks of the Wang Realm no longer had to be incarnated as an alien, but the Zhou family inherited the Jiaolong bloodline, which is one of the stronger bloodlines in the world, and the incarnation of the Jiaolong can produce a certain increase in strength.

The Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan was really desperate this time.

A cold snort came from the black cloak, and then he went straight to the head of the Jiaolong head.

At the side of the altar, Xiao Kun, the ruling prince of the Xiao clan, quietly leaned around Xuanbei and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xuanbei, is this your hole card? Although you can summon the soul body of a King Realm monk, the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan is the strongest person in the Wang Realm and the Jishui Secret Realm that has been famous for a long time!"

It's possible that this Wang Jing is not his opponent......"

Xuanbei shook his head with a smile and didn't explain in particular.

For the top boss, Xuan Mingwei commanded Xuan Ming, he knew very well!

The strength of Xuan Ming's body is almost all on the soul body, and there are even rumors that Xuan Ming has no physical body at all, just a lonely soul and a wild ghost!

He didn't know if the rumors were true or not, but he knew how strong the commander was. Although his aura was only maintained at the point where he had just entered the King Realm, an ordinary King Realm cultivator was definitely not his opponent!

Seeing that Xuanbei didn't answer, Xiao Kun smiled awkwardly, and then set his eyes on the sky again.

At this time, the black cloak had descended on the top of the dragon's head, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and it was impossible to enter.

Jiaolong grinned: "Haha, I thought you had a lot of ability, but you didn't know it!"

"Really?"

The hoarse voice sounded again, and then a black mist filled the black cloak, and the temperature of the mist was extremely low, as if it could freeze the surrounding void.

At the same time as the black mist was released, there was a "click" sound around the black cloak. In the next instant, several mirror-like cracks appeared in the void.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound sounded, as if something had shattered.

At the same time, the black cloak that had been blocked advanced again, directly towards the center of Jiaolong's eyebrows.

The Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan was shocked, the center of his eyebrows was the source of spiritual power, and Xuan Ming threw himself at the center of his eyebrows as soon as he made a move, the purpose was to offset his physical advantage and fight with him for spiritual power. And he used a secret method to form an invisible shield to block the attack of Xuan Ming.

Originally, he thought it would be foolproof, but he didn't expect that the black mist released by Xuan Ming actually contained the power of extreme cold, directly freezing the invisible shield and catching him off guard.

"Aang—"

After a complete dragon groan, the huge dragon disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already dozens of miles away.

The violent lateral movement caused the Zhou Clan's Great Ancestor to concuss, causing the original injury. Open your mouth and squirt out a mouthful of blood. A little bit of dragon blood splashed on the ground, rejuvenating the weeds that had already withered and yellowed in autumn.

It didn't take long for a layer of frost to appear on those autumn grasses and completely withered.

The blood of the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan contains an extremely cold power.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming said in a hoarse voice: "Xuanbei, you used the power of extreme cold given by the lord on him? ”

"Aang—"

When the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan heard this, he let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar again. Only this time he learned his lesson, and instead of bullying himself, he released a surging river, which was the shape of Jishui.

It is almost the same as the Jishui Divine Form released by the Jishui Palm, but I don't know how many times it is so vast and wonderful, and even to some extent, this Jishui Divine Form is even more real than the real Jishui.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming couldn't help but let out a sigh: "This kind of strength, even compared with the ordinary king realm in the outside world, is not weak at all, but it's a pity that it can't be used by the lord......"

With that, the thin layer of black mist was released again.

The mighty river appears and disappears from time to time, like a gap in the sky, and the water of the heavenly river pours down. And that black mist was only a thin layer, inconspicuous.

The two collided, resulting in strange changes,

The black fog disappeared in an instant, and the mighty river also stopped, and crystal ice appeared, freezing the river and spreading upstream. The cloak attached to Xuan Ming slowly floated out along the ice.

The dragon that the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Clan turned into was constantly circling, and at this time he finally reacted, even if his cultivation was a cut higher than that of the other party, even if he had the advantage of his physical body, but Xuan Ming was able to break through all the laws with the extremely cold black mist in one hand.

He is not Xuan Ming's opponent.

But in this situation, he can't escape, once he escapes, the situation will collapse in an instant. What can still support him in fighting now is a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Xuan Ming, after all, is still a soul summoned by the altar, I'm afraid I can't stay here for too long. What he needs to do now is to persevere!

Xuan Ming saw his thoughts, but he didn't make any other moves, and still floated up gracefully.

The river was constantly frozen in ice, and soon a vast glacier appeared in mid-air, and if it was before the aura recovered, such a glacier would surely become the world's first wonder!

At this moment, a heaven-shattering dragon groan suddenly sounded in the distance.

The great ancestor of the Zhou family was overjoyed, and the reinforcements came......