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And life energy is a very high-end energy, which can easily suppress other levels of energy.

"I have a question before the fight."

"You ask."

"Are you the third generation of the Chu family?"

"Yes."

"Who are the strong members of the second generation of the Chu family? Can you introduce them to me?"

Chu Aolong didn't understand why Zhao Yang asked this, but he still said frankly, "There are twelve members of the second generation of the Chu family, and if we say that there are three who are worthy of the name. The first is my father, Chu Gaomao. The fourth level of the realm of creation, the second uncle Chu Gaoshang, and the third level of the creation realm, the second uncle is good at formations, and his technique of formations is very powerful; the third is the third uncle Chu Gaoliang, also The third heaven of creation."

"What about the rest?"

"The rest of the uncles and uncles are all under the third level of the realm of creation."

Hearing this, Zhao Yang asked again, "Then are your father and two uncles in Truman at the moment?"

"It's all there."

"That's good."

"What do you mean?"

"bring it on."

Chu Aolong does have a proud capital, his fighting power is much stronger than Chu Xunlong.

But no matter how much magical power he used, it was still difficult to break through Zhao Yang's defense.

After the two sides trembled for more than a dozen moves, Zhao Yang passed through his defense and slapped his chest.

Chu Aolong was severely injured and vomited blood.

Then he was hung on the mountain gate by Zhao Yang.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the monks queuing up at the foot of the mountain or the monks of Truman, they were all a little confused.

The three dragons and six tigers that Truman is so proud of are hung on the mountain gate like this?

"Trumen made an exception to let you enter." At this moment, Chu Qingde's voice rang through the door.

Chu Qingde was stubborn.

But it doesn't mean he can't see the value of Zhao Yang.

A dozen strokes severely damaged Chu Aolong's existence, and his future achievements are limitless.

In the bamboo forest, Chu Ruoxi had a look of surprise when she heard this, because in her opinion, as long as Zhao Yang can enter the Trumen, the mother and son will have a chance to meet each other.

"An exception?" Zhao Yang noticed the word, and his face showed a playful look, "Does Truman take himself too seriously?"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Zhao Yang saying this.

Just because of his performance today, all major forces will be scrambling to get him.

But from Chu Qingde's point of view, Zhao Yang wanted to join the Trumen, and he showed mercy, but the boy didn't appreciate it.

How can he not get angry?

"Do you think you are qualified to jump in front of me after defeating the three dragons and six tigers?" Chu Qingde sneered, "Crushing you to death in the eyes of the strong in the realm of creation is almost like crushing an ant."

"Really?" Zhao Yang said, pointing to Chu Gaoliang not far away, "Do you want your son to teach me first?"

All the monks in the audience were frightened by Zhao Yang's words.

He says

what?

He wants to challenge Chu Gaoliang?

Is he crazy?

"Okay, okay, okay, you little bastard." Chu Qingde became angry, "Chu Gaoliang, kill him."

Chu Gaoliang couldn't help looking in Chu Qingde's direction, "Father, he is my nephew."

"Then I will do it myself." Chu Qingde just said that Chu Gaoliang hurriedly said, "I will do it, let me do it."

He didn't dare to let Chu Qingde take action, otherwise, whether Zhao Yang would survive or not was a matter of choice.

Chu Gaoliang walked towards Zhao Yang, "The old man has already let you enter the Trumen, what do you think you are so good at?"

"Back then, Chu Qingde humiliated my father and the Zhao family. As a son of man, I have achieved success in cultivation, so I always have to find a way out?" Zhao Yang said with clear eyes.

"The Realm of Creation and the Realm of Void are two completely different realms. The power of creation is not something you can resist." Chu Gaoliang persuaded, "And you, bow your head to the old man, and we will persuade you from the sidelines. It's over."

"There's an ugly thing I have to say first."

"What?" Chu Gaoliang asked a little confused.

"After I defeat you, you have to hang up the mountain gate."

Chu Gaoliang looked at Zhao Yang speechlessly, "You didn't listen to what I said about feelings just now."

"It's because you didn't listen to me." Zhao Yang said here that the vast power of creation spread in all directions, and the terrifying coercion made everyone present

The monk's face showed horror.

"The power of creation?"

"Zhao Yang has reached the realm of creation?"

"I'm afraid it's not a normal creation environment?"

"Can he still defeat Chu Gaoliang?"

At this moment, the monks of the Chu family were frightened.

In their view, no matter how strong Zhao Yang is, he is only the ninth level of the Void Realm, because the younger generation of the top forces in the Pure Domain only have this level of cultivation.

They never considered that Zhao Yang had reached the realm of creation.

In the bamboo forest, Chu Gaoshang's face was full of astonishment, "Little sister, are you sure this is your son?"

Chu Ruoxi was also a little dazed.

"I am connected with him by blood, he is naturally my son, but he..."

Creation Realm!

They have never heard of which of the younger generation has reached this level?

What's more important is that Zhao Yang doesn't seem to be the first level of the Creation Realm yet.

"Let third uncle see how far you have come in the realm of creation?" Chu Gaoliang rushed towards Zhao Yang after the initial shock.

His every move is full of the power of creation, and the terrifying power can dry up the galaxy.

Facing the menacing Chu Gaoliang, Zhao Yang's face showed no trace of panic.

His power of creation is more restrained, stronger and stronger than Chu Gaoliang's.

The time and space within a radius of [-] meters are colliding, collapsing, destroying, and then reborn.

Chu sorghum

Finding that he couldn't hold on anymore, he had to mobilize the power in his own civilization, and he could see the billowing energy rolling over him.

But Zhao Yang was as immovable as a mountain, his feet seemed to be rooted in the heaven and earth.

He swung a pair of iron fists, and the light on his fists was brighter than the stars.

The two sides continued to collide, and after several moves, Chu Gaoliang couldn't hold on any longer, vomiting blood and retreating.

And Zhao Yang flickered and held his collar, and hung Chu Gaoliang on the mountain gate amidst the incredible expressions of everyone.

Sanlong felt inexplicably better now.

"Hello, third uncle."

"Third Uncle, you've been hung up anyway."

"Third Uncle, did you turn on the water?"

Chu Gaoliang turned his head, not wanting to talk to these little bastards.

At this time, Zhao Yang's eyes looked deep into the depths of Trumen, "Please enlighten me, Chu Gaoshang."

"Second brother." Chu Ruoxi looked at Chu Gaoshang pleadingly.

"I don't know how Zhao Yang got to where he is today, but becoming famous at a young age will somewhat affect his character." Chu Gaoshang said softly, "It's time to beat him." After the words fell, Chu Gaoshang tore the space and appeared in the above the mountain gate.

"Zhao Yang, I've been studying the formation all these years. In this way, if you can break through the large formation I arranged casually within half an hour, it would be fine if I lost?" Chu Gaoshang looked at Zhao with burning eyes. Positive.

(End of this chapter)