Luo Becca didn't know what level Wu Zihao's strength had reached now, that is, he regarded his words as a kind of comfort, and it was impossible to take it to heart.

Basically found out the situation here, Wu Zihao also had an idea, anyway, the leaders here are all at the level of commanders, and the stars in the body should be the same as the demon lord, so there is a way, but for now, he still needs to kill these leaders of the dead world one by one.

These people of the Demon Monarch level of the Death Realm can be regarded as masters, and there will definitely not be much danger to the monks of the Shanghua Spirit Stage, and there is even a great possibility of killing each other in a one-on-one battle, and in the Ten Directions Realm, it is definitely the level of a high-level Martial Emperor, which is still the lowest level of measurement, I am afraid that a high-level commander can be completely comparable to a junior Martial Emperor.

But even with such a strong strength, Wu Zihao still didn't have the heart to take it under his command, in his opinion, this ** of the death realm and the spirit realm is too simple, and the way to cultivate ** in the Ten Directions Realm is not powerful at all.

The most important thing is that he hates the people of the dead realm and the spirit realm too much, and he doesn't regard the secular world here as living beings at all, just as a material used to improve his strength, which cannot be tolerated, not to mention that they are not human.

The strength of these commanders is strong, although it is a pity to accept it, but Wu Zihao has his thoughts, that is, to use the souls of these people to nourish the black flags and nourish the demons in them, such an environment is very suitable for demonic cultivation, and the growth of the devil is also imperative.

Wu Zihao looked coldly at those locust-like beasts of the dead realm, and said lightly: "You go, follow the side of the night brake, I won't go to your side!"

Luo Becca saw a strong murderous intent in Wu Zihao's eyes, and immediately left quickly, with an inexplicable fear in his heart, he didn't know how powerful Wu Zihao was now, but one thing was certain, it was definitely not the little demon king back then.

After Robbecca left, Wu Zihao looked at Qi Luo's side, these people in the dead world continued to attack like a tide, as if they didn't care about life and death at all, such a tide made everyone very uncomfortable, there was not much respite at all, but the white-haired team was the most terrifying, but unfortunately there were not many people, otherwise this dead world might really suffer a big loss.

The body shook and disappeared out of thin air, and instantly appeared on the side of the white hair, the latter was also suddenly startled, but after seeing Wu Zihao's face, he still eased up, and said with a little shortness of breath: "Why are you here?"

Wu Zihao chuckled: "Of course I came to you, now take your people to support Zhen Yan and them, the battle here is still a little unsuitable for them!"

The white hair has been fighting for a long time, where is there still time to pay attention to others, but after Wu Zihao's reminder, he also reacted, and quickly looked at the past, Zhen Yan's five-person group can be regarded as the only one, and the mecha army that cooperated with the army withstood the frontal impact, although there was no commander-level intervention, it was still very difficult, and from time to time there were sneak attacks by the waiters mixed in it, but fortunately, the mecha on the five of them was the thunderfire mecha refined by Wu Zihao, and the protective ability was not at all broken by the waiter, so there were casualties, but even so, it was still difficult。

The white hair let out a long roar, and the hundred members who had cultivated the Purgatory Evil Sutra had already become crazy demons, their eyes were red, and their bodies were completely occupied by demonic nature, but they were extremely sensitive to the white hair's voice, and when they heard the white hair's long roar, they immediately repelled the opponent, and immediately concentrated towards her position.

The white hair led the hundred people directly across the battlefield, and without the obstruction of the commander level, no one could stop their steps, tearing this battlefield apart by a gap.

The departure of Bai Hai and the others immediately caused a gap in the front they were responsible for, and if no one intercepted them, I am afraid that Qiluo and the others would most likely be surrounded and fall into a larger muddy swamp.

These undead beasts without opponents became even more crazy, regardless of the impact of a qiē, I don't know how many, the black pressure is completely to swallow the only person in front of them, Wu Zihao, but unfortunately their intelligence is too low, they don't know what kind of existence they are facing.

"A bunch of brainless fools, now is the time for you to die, Kurohata, devour everyone here for me!"

As soon as the black banner came out, the crazy dead air was permeated, and the huge demon let out an earth-shattering roar, obviously the thousands of necromantic beasts that had been devoured before did not satisfy them, and the rich filthy aura here was simply to prepare a gluttonous feast for them, even if it was restrained by Wu Zihao, they were all excited.

After receiving Wu Zihao's order, these demons went completely crazy, regardless of the power of devouring the filth in the heavens and the earth, they had a kind of pleasure of swimming into the sea.

The movement here still attracted the attention of many people, but seeing that terrifying demon head constantly devouring the necromantic beast, he was somewhat relaxed, at least it was not his opponent.

There are these demons, which are completely able to block this battle line, but Wu Zihao looked into the distance, in the middle of the black crushing dead spirit beasts, there are many commander-level existences, and that is where Wu Zihao is interested.

The Thunder Yuan Infant, who had been closing his eyes and nourishing and meditating in his body, suddenly opened his eyes, and the white thunder mark in his eyes released a terrifying power, and in an instant, a white thunder mark also appeared in the pupils of the clone, which immediately attracted the power of thunder scattered between heaven and earth, and thunder immediately flashed in the thick black clouds, giving people an indescribable feeling of depression.

It is the Thunder Yuan Infant, and it is also the cultivation of the Immortal Thunder Seal, this powerful power above the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder is far from what this world should have, but at this moment, it has been mastered by Wu Zihao, which in the eyes of the people in the cultivation world, represents the power of heaven and earth.

The qi and blood in the body boiled under the immersion of the flames, and the humidity that was originally close to the shore gradually dissipated, replaced by a dry and dry heat.

As soon as he threw the black banner in his hand, this thing immediately flew thousands of meters into the air, expanded rapidly, and instantly turned into a black cloud that covered the sky and the sun, and the souls scattered in this side of the world were quickly sucked into it, and at the same time, there were those despair, fear, madness, all kinds of chaotic and filthy air.

Stepping out towards the position of the leader of the team, a thunderclap sounded in mid-air, and all the necromantic beasts within a hundred meters below Wu Zihao suddenly fell to the ground, as if they were suppressed by an invisible giant mountain, and they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.

Advancing step by step, the pieces of necromantic beasts fell weakly, radiating in a straight line towards the position of the commander of the pieces, this strange phenomenon was still discovered, whether it was the military or the Qiluo people, they all felt the coercion emanating from heaven and earth, and the aura was so powerful that it was difficult to resist.

"Zihao!"

"Wu!"

"Boss!"

Everyone looked sideways, looking at Wu Zihao, who was like a god of war in mid-air, and their faces were full of excitement, they also didn't know how powerful Wu Zihao was, and even Luo Becca, who was secretly peeping in the distance, was also scorching, wanting to see what kind of force Wu Zihao had and whether he was qualified to conquer this world.