Su Zhe has always been very puzzled about what race No. 1 is, if he remembers correctly, only by reaching the demon king level, that is to say, only the demon race that has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Mandate Realm can completely hide the racial characteristics.

And No. 1 is in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, obviously still cultivating in the Heavenly and Human Realm, how can it be that there are no racial characteristics? This puzzled him.

"Big brother, you're awesome!"

Ji Dan helped Su Zhe who jumped off the competition platform, his face full of pride.

The challengers who were disgruntled before were already in awe and worship when they looked at Su Zhe at this moment.

When the gap between the two is negligible, they may still be jealous and envious, but when the gap is too large to be desperate, all they have left is worship and admiration.

Su Zhe sighed secretly, whether it is a human race or a demon race, the respect of the strong is already a symbol engraved in the blood and bones.

Only the strong will be respected by all, and the weak will only be bullied and insulted.

A wave of pride arises spontaneously, I, Su Zhe, no matter where I go, must become a strong man.

Only the strong are qualified to make rules, only the strong have the right to change their fate, and only the strong can do what they want to do.

Let this day no longer cover my eyes, let this land no longer be able to disobey my will, my fate is up to me, and my fate can only be in my own hands.

When Su Zhe made a decision, his temperament changed dramatically, it was a kind of pride that looked down on the world, it was the domineering spirit of the emperor who was the only one in the sky and on the earth.

Those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die, the emperor is angry, millions of corpses are ambushed, the emperor does not like it, and the blood flows thousands of miles.

Su Zhe's monstrous will rippled between heaven and earth, enveloping the entire demon capital, and the majesty of the invincible emperor made everyone happy and convinced, and they couldn't help but want to bow down and worship.

Dugu Ye, who had just run for the demon general, was shocked in his eyes, looking at the bloody square, who was so majestic that people couldn't resist.

The two demon kings were terrified inexplicably, and the coercion from the bloodline level made them tremble and want to surrender.

The high priest's eyes flickered, has the emperor-level bloodline awakened again? Such a powerful aura, such a domineering atmosphere, and such a noble momentum.

The first pupil was condensed into a mang, and Su Zhe at this moment was inviolable in his eyes, and that kind of indisobedient majesty made his Dao heart be strongly suppressed.

That kind of emperor's coercion made him always force the realm barrier not to break through, and there was a crack, and he was about to break through the Mandate of Heaven at any time.

No, I can't break through, I haven't reached the supreme level of combat power yet, and I definitely can't break through.

Number One roared angrily, exuding a firm will never admit defeat.

The powerful imperial aura made him and Su Zhe's will have their first confrontation, the blue tendons on No. 1's forehead protruded, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood arrows.

Su Zhe's will was immediately received, and No. 1 barely maintained his realm, and glanced at Su Zhe gratefully.

Su Zhe bowed slightly, although No. 1 did not break through, it had obviously reached the edge of a breakthrough.

In order to forcibly suppress the realm of unbreakable, No. 1 finally revealed his racial characteristics, and a phantom figure appeared behind him, with a head and face like a horse, horns like a deer, a neck like a camel, and a tail like a donkey.

No. 1's demon body turned out to be four, no wonder it is so powerful, it has the explosive power of a horse, the bouncing power of a deer, the endurance of a camel and the stubborn will of a donkey.

It also has a name called Elk, the legendary nine-colored elk is a divine beast, and the number one with the blood of the divine beast is definitely not simple.

Su Zhe didn't know what emperor-level bloodlines and emperor-level bloodlines were, in his consciousness, the divine beast bloodline was definitely a very powerful bloodline.

In fact, it is true that the demon descendants with the bloodline of pure divine beasts have far more room for growth than ordinary demon emperor-level bloodlines.

The descendants of the demon clan of the demon emperor bloodline, as long as there are no accidents, it is a sure thing to become a saint realm, but if you want to become a saint king, you need some opportunities.

And the bloodline of the divine beast, as long as it does not die young, after a long period of cultivation, there is no doubt that it will become a Saint King-level powerhouse.

The Saint Emperor-level powerhouse of the human race is called the Demon Emperor in the Demon Clan, and the Demon Clan values Su Zhe's Emperor-level bloodline.

Although the emperor-level bloodline may not necessarily become a demon emperor, it has a seventy out of eight possibility.

Therefore, in the eyes of the high-level leaders of the demon clan, the hope of up to seventy percent is worth all their resources to focus on cultivating.

Don't look at the difference between the Holy King and the Holy Emperor, but it is as insurmountable as a moat.

In the realm of the three saints, one step at a time, the difference between the strength of the early and middle saints is very different, and it is not the same.

How many Saint King-level powerhouses are stuck at the peak of the Saint King Realm and cannot break through for life, the Saint Emperor turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands into rain, and killing the peak of the Saint King is as easy as drinking water and eating.

Therefore, Su Zhe would not understand what important position he had in the minds of the high-level of the demon clan.

That was the hope of the rise of the race, accompanied by the ambition of the demon race to reign over the world once again and dominate the entire world.

Not to mention that he just killed the two-headed snake of the king-level bloodline and the eagle barbarian of the lower emperor-level, even if he killed the number one of the upper emperor-level, the high-level of the demon clan would not say a word.

The bloodline level does not represent everything, and there are precedents in history for the king-level bloodline to become a saint-king-level powerhouse by virtue of great opportunity and perseverance.

But the emperor-level bloodline is the only existence that is expected to become a demon emperor, and one person has ascended to heaven.

An emperor-level bloodline is enough for the demon clan to devote the strength of the whole clan to key cultivation.

I don't know what method was used to build the competition platform, but Su Zhe must have laid some unknown formation in it.

There was a burst of runes flickering, and the tournament platform that had become a ruin was restored to its original state again, but after the high priest activated the formation prohibition again, he was still not at ease, and with a wave of one hand, one prohibition after another was laid on the tournament platform as if he didn't want money.

Su Zhe felt the prohibition laid by the high priest, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

It is a power that surpasses the peak of the Mandate of Heaven, a power that is not tolerated by this world.

But Su Zhe didn't feel any aura of heaven and earth rejection from the high priest, which made him extremely puzzled.

Is it that the upper limit of the power that the Heavenly Demon Mountain can hold surpasses the martial realm? Or has the power of the High Priest transcended the shackles of heaven and earth?

Su Zhe couldn't get an answer, but he became more and more jealous of the high priest's unpredictable methods.

No. 1 jumped up, the eight winds under his feet did not move, the momentum was deep and the mountains were strong, and he saluted Su Zhe with a resolute face, and said concisely: "Come and come to your lordship with a roar!" ”

Su Zhe stepped a little under his feet, fell lightly on the ring, and simply bowed his hand as a salute: "Hou San, it's polite!" ”

The hearts of the people in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion were throbbing, what an arrogant person No. 1 was, but his posture was so low at this moment, this was simply incredible in their eyes.

Howling is an undefeated myth in their hearts, and the one who can hold him steady is the high priest.

Even when he challenged the Black Tiger King, the strongest demon king of the demon clan, he was expressionless and would not say such humble words as worship.

This realization made their expressions solemn, could it be that this little monkey who had suddenly risen to the occasion was going to destroy the never-say-die myth of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion today?

As members of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, the Pavilion Master's roar was their pride, and it was also an insurmountable mountain in their minds.

Subconsciously, they hoped that Howling could win, after all, if they were swept by a newcomer in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, they would also lose face.

Hulala, just as the two were confronting, a group of people walked into the bloody square.

The two demon kings were the leaders, and the twelve demon generals who had just been selected followed closely behind, looking at the scene of the confrontation between the two in surprise.

The crowd walked to the high priest's bench and bowed respectfully, just about to say something.

The high priest waved his hand, telling them to calm down and watch the game first.

The two demon kings looked at the competition platform suspiciously, and their faces suddenly changed when they saw Su Zhe.

They still remembered that the High Priest rated the little monkey as a supreme combat power, which made them think that the High Priest had lost his eyes.

But at this moment, they saw that Su Zhe's opponent was roaring, and his expression was extremely solemn, which made them suspicious in their hearts.

Who is Howl? How could they not know that although they were already noble demon kings, they were still not the opponents of Roar.

The expression of the roar was like a great enemy, how could they not be shocked, and the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant and depressing.

They were looking forward to the little monkey's performance, and they didn't know how many moves he would be able to make under Howl.

It's no wonder that they don't believe in the high priest's combat power assessment, after all, Howling has been cultivating in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion for thirty years before he has this invincible combat power.

The little monkey may have a lot of potential, but before they enter the Heavenly Demon Pavilion to tap their potential, they don't believe that anyone can defeat Howl.

I have to say that Howling is already a banner spiritual figure in the high-level of the demon clan, a representative of the highest combat power of the demon clan, and an insurmountable monument.

With a "bang", Roar and Su Zhe made a tentative attack.

Neither of them played false, and directly punched each other.

Su Zhe Xuanwu really decrypted his fist, and used sixty-four times the superimposed power, which was on par with the roaring power, and each took three steps back.

Roaring's eyes were hot, and he laughed: "Come on, come again!" ”

Su Zhe's fighting spirit boiled, and he raised his voice and roared: "It's good to come!" ”

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" The two punches were as fast as lightning, and they hit the flesh hard, colliding with more than 100 punches in an instant, full of the beauty of power.

The figure flashed, the two sides collided purely physically, and when they met opponents, they would meet good talents, regardless of whether they were up or down.

Howling and laughing; "My strength has not yet reached the limit, if you are only like this, in terms of physical strength, I'm afraid you will be one step behind."

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Su Zhe's mouth: "I'm sorry, I haven't reached the limit." ”

Everyone changed color when they heard this, and the two demon kings were no exception, the terrifying air explosion sound produced when the two collided with each other had already amazed them, but they didn't expect that this was not the limit of their strength.

Howling was stunned when he heard this, but his eyes became hotter and hotter, and he shouted: "Okay, then we will have the strongest collision." ”

"As you wish!" Su Zhe readily agreed, looking forward to this strongest collision.

"Be careful, look at my Overlord Fist!"

With a loud roar, his fist glowed with six-colored light, and the terrifying power fluctuations actually caused the void to crack slightly.

Su Zhe didn't dare to be careless, one hundred and twenty-eight times the strength was condensed in his fist, and before he could punch, the fluctuation of power made the space emit ripples.

With a loud "boom", the two of them swung their fists at the same time, and a punch blasted out, the ripples visible to the naked eye were permeated, and the aftermath of the power shattered the prohibitions.

The violent shock wave caused the two figures to fly upside down, their clothes stained with blood, and their mouths vomiting vermilion.

Su Zhe forcibly stood firm, his right fist trembled violently, and his eyes showed a feverish light.

He had to admit that Howl was really a formidable opponent, and his full punch could only be equal to him.

But he didn't know that the roar in his heart was like a monstrous wave, and the bone joints of his right hand had been twisted strangely, although this was a small injury, he knew that he was inferior to Su Zhe in terms of strength.

Because of this punch, he had broken the agreement and used his natal supernatural power to attach to the fist.

But Su Zhe was pure physical strength, which made him suffer a small loss, and the strength was unimaginable.