"I need a fellow Taoist who has just broken through the middle level of Daluo Golden Immortal to see how basic combat power I have now? Do you already have the ability to fight against it?"

Zhong Yuan had no hesitation at all, and time replied.

As soon as this was said, countless monks were present, and they could not stop their shock and showed it on their faces. There was no way, but Zhong Yuan's tone was a little too big. In particular, Zhong Yuan's tone seemed very calm, without any slight suffocation or showing off, as if this was not worth showing off. In this way, the shock in everyone's hearts was even worse.

"Is this still what a monk lock that even the Great Luo Jinxian has not yet attained? "

"This, the awesome one is too far! You know, this time, no one will limit your opponent's strength!"

"I am worthy of being a monk who is favored by the powerful people of the three sects to attack the position of the God of War. This confidence is enough!"

The shock in everyone's hearts did not have any impact on Zhong Yuan, and they were completely unaware of it.

When the Holy Mother Jin Ling heard this, she was very happy. As a monk who had personally experienced the decline of the Jie Sect, no one hoped that the Jie Sect would be revived more than him. And the revival is the strong and the peerless strong.

In his opinion, Zhong Yuan’s confidence was only qualified to go to the path of a peerless strong man.

Therefore, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit paused for a moment, and then spoke, "No problem, as you wish!"

While speaking, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit swept towards the monks of the three religions present. When she swept to a delicate and pink and extremely cute boy, her eyes paused. At that time, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit spoke again, "Nezha, if I remember correctly, it seems that it will take less than ten years for you to break through the middle level of Daluo Golden Immortal!"

"Yes!" Nezha nodded without any hesitation. He nodded and replied.

"Then you go and give you Uncle Zhong, and you'll have some tricks! Let everyone take a look at the results of your Uncle Zhong's retreat in the past six months!" The Holy Mother of Jin Ling said again.

"No problem!" Nezha smiled and immediately responded, "I was just about to see what conditions were needed to attack the position of the God of War? In this way, when I attacked, I would be targeted!"

While speaking, Nezha was about to go out. At this moment, Emperor Huang of Plague, Lu Yue suddenly spoke. "Sister Jin Ling, Nezha's standards are high, and Junior Brother Yu Zhongyuan's requirements are not exactly consistent!"

"It doesn't matter. No matter how high a person is, no matter how high a person is, he will not be high! Junior Brother Lu, you must have confidence in Junior Brother Zhong!" After hearing this, Holy Mother Jin Ling waved her hand, shook her head, and insisted on her own opinion.

Seeing this, Emperor Huang Huang did not say much.

Seeing this, the other monks stopped talking and watched quietly.

Zhong Yuan looked at Nezha who was standing in front of him and respectfully respectfully to him, and Zhong Yuan couldn't help but feel a little mixed with emotion for a moment.

I think not long ago, in the ruins of the world, he not only regarded Nezha as a senior, but also regarded him as a goal that was difficult to surpass for a considerable period of time. Now, just over twenty years have passed, the identities of the two have undergone a major upside down. Although his cultivation is far inferior to Nezha, if he really wants to develop combat power, he believes that he is still above it.

Zhong Yuan's feelings were flowing in his heart, but on the surface, they were not obvious at all. He only said, "Nei Nezha, I don't have an accurate judgment on my current strength, so in order to verify it more accurately, I can only move with all my strength. If you don't understand anything, you should be more grateful!"

"Even if Uncle Zhong is relieved, I am willing to be injured under the hands of a war god!" Nezha was generous and tight. When that was the case, he waved his hand and responded.

However, no matter how he looks like a boy, he is a bit funny.

Zhong Yuan quickly calmed down his emotions, and then said, "Calling!" At that time, he stepped forward, his arms moved up, and his fists clenched, like a huge war hammer, pounding out fiercely.

This punch did not have extremely brilliant light and shadow, no overbearing aura, no vision to tear apart the void of mountains and rivers. Some were just that extraordinary speed and extremely straight trajectory.

"Good punch!"

Nezha is also a famous fighting force among the three religions. His eyesight is naturally extremely clever, but at a glance it can be seen that although Zhong Yuan's punch is just an ordinary move, it has reached the point where he can be combined with Tao and turned into magic. There is no other vision, because all the power can be perfectly condensed together, just to hit the explosion at that moment.

Therefore, the power of this punch has definitely reached an incredible level. However, even with Nezha's clever eyesight, it is difficult to accurately judge where the power limit of Zhong Yuan's punch is, so it is difficult to resolve it in the most relaxed way.

However, Nezha was also very convinced that Zhong Yuan's punch would definitely be difficult to break the barriers of the middle level of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Because a cultivator who has not even achieved the Daluo Golden Immortal can cross a large realm with a casual blow. If four small realms are too despicable, it would be too unlucky for a generation.

At that moment, Nezha activated 30% of the magic power in his body, and used the Wuji Xuangong Fist, the most basic foundation-laying boxing technique of Taiyi Sect, and swung it out and faced it head-on.

"Bang"

When the two fists collided head-on, a little bit of extremely dazzling golden light shone out from the middle of the fists where the two clashed. In an instant, the golden light erupted like the sun shining everywhere, sweeping across the world. The violent fluctuations, when the time came, made many Daluo gods change their faces.

There is no way, because they know that it would be very troublesome to resist the aftermath of the two of them, let alone to ask for a biological attack.

After seeing this scene, time was the time. Those monks who were so "supported" to Zhong Yuan and were quite jealous of their hearts. That little emotion disappeared immediately without a trace, without a trace.

The fists clashed between Zhong Yuan and Nezha for only a moment, and then they were about to separate. However, when they were separated, Zhong Yuan could not stop and retreated five or six steps toward the rear before he stabilized his body. Nezha's body only shook slightly and he stood firm without any wavering.

This alone demonstrates the gap in strength between the two.

"The early stage of Daluo is perfect!"

The actual effect of the two clashes came out in one go, namely, the powerful people present such as Time and the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit. They could see the foundation of Zhong Yuan's punch.

Their emotions were very different from those of ordinary Daluo Gods. They were unconsciously disappointed in their hearts.

Although they could know how unnatural it would be to a cultivator who was not a Daluo Golden Immortal who crossed a large realm and four small realms to attack the enemy. However, when Zhong Yuan just revealed that he needed a mid-level cultivator of the Daluo Golden Immortal, they were unconsciously looking forward to it.

After all, Zhong Yuan is the candidate they are willing to push towards the position of God of War. His proud talent and peerless combat power are necessary.

"Fortunately, this is just a casual blow, and there is no use of even a little magical magic. If it is used, the result will definitely be a big deal!"

At this moment, these powerful monks unconsciously thought in their hearts.

Zhong Yuan naturally didn't understand what these monks thought, but even if he understood it, he didn't care. Because he was already quite mǎnyi in his attack. Because, compared with his casual attack, his combat power had already crossed the two levels of the Daluo Golden Immortal in the late stage and the full stage.

Zhong Yuan saw from the confrontation between this first punch and Nezha that Nezha's strength was far more than that, so he had no estimate at all. When that was the case, he shouted again, "Check my second punch, White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist!"

The White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist is originally a magical power of the Golden Immortal level, but its fist intention is extremely powerful and invincible, but it is extremely grand. After the re-deduction of Zhong Yuan’s magical power tree, the White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist has successfully advanced and has become the Daluo magical power and its power, second only to the Wild Heavenly Monument, the Heavenly Secret God Map and the Destruction Thunder Hand.

The White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist was shot out, but it was different from the silent sound of the previous punch. There were the roars of dragons and elephants in the world, as if in a moment, people returned to the ancient times from now on.

Tens of millions of huge war elephants appeared, trampling on the earth, trampling out the sound of thunder. The endless war elephants formed a torrent of surging torrents and poured into Zhong Yuan's fist.

At that moment, a sudden white light shone on Zhong Yuan's fist. The white light extended in a curved shape, about a foot long.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the shape is ivory!

The ivory is thick and thick, and there is no trace of sharpness. However, when it tear apart the space, it is silent, like a sharp blade cutting paper, extremely relaxed.

"This is the White Elephant Battle of the Sky Fist!"

"I didn't expect that the White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist actually has such power!"

"What a pity, Senior Brother Qiushou is in Buddhism and cannot see this scene with his own eyes!"

"Yes, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhong Yuan also inherited the Taoist tradition of Senior Brother Qiushou!"

As soon as Zhong Yuan used this move, countless monks of the Jie Cult can't help but feel the newborn. Some of them can't help but comment directly.

Zhong Yuan didn't care about this. The only thing he cared about was the result of the confrontation with Nezha!

"Bang"

In the blink of an eye, the second punch collided with Nezha again.

This time, Nezha had no intention of dodging the last time, and came straight up.

The huge aftermath of fist power was like a storm that broke out of thin air, raging everywhere, extremely fierce. The God of Daluo, who was slightly inferior but slow to see the opportunity, was swept up by this aftermath, but in an instant, it was bombarded thousands of feet away.

Because this wild rush is aimless and has no goal, they are not hurt. However, their face is a bit lost compared to others.

"Dong, ding, ding, ding,"

After the fists were fighting, Zhong Yuan retreated ten steps back towards the rear when he was right.

At the last step, Zhong Yuan stepped down vigorously, shaking the earth out of endless gullies before he removed his strength and stabilized it.

Nezha's body still shook slightly and then stabilized. The ground under his feet was nothing unusual, and he was not affected by a slight impact of force.

In this situation, in the eyes of ordinary monks, they would definitely think that Zhong Yuan had a strong momentum and little rain, and the second punch was worse than the first punch.

However, the cultivator with high eyesight could see that this time, Zhong Yuan's fist strength increased by many times compared to the first punch. Because his punch had undoubtedly broken the barriers of the middle level of the Daluo Golden Immortal and had the attack power of the middle level of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The reason why such a powerful force is inferior to Nezha is that Nezha has gathered his own power to about 70%.

Nezha himself is a master of the intermediate level of Daluo Golden Immortal. Moreover, with his spiritual bead origin and lotus incarnation, his combat power is far superior to that of the same level cultivator, and he cannot be regarded as an ordinary cultivator who has just entered the intermediate level of Daluo Golden Immortal. He said that he has the power to fight against the intermediate level of Daluo Golden Immortal, and I am afraid that no one who is present will have any objection.

"What a domineering blow! With this punch, as a candidate for the God of War, you are already qualified!" The Holy Mother of Jin Ling said unconsciously in her heart when she saw this scene.

The other powerful monks also felt like they were different. At the moment, they were even more looking forward to the battle between Zhong Yuan and Nezha.

At this moment, they even felt that this time, the position of the God of War they hoped to get should have no problem.

"It seems that the power that Master Zhong has is no less than that. Since that's the case, I'm not polite!" At this time, Nezha shouted, Ruyu grabbed the void with a small hand, and a fire-sharp spear of about a length was held in his hand. He didn't say much. At that time, the fire-sharp spear thrust, and a flash of lightning flashed through the void.

In the blink of an eye, the fire spear reached the point where Zhong Yuan's heart was heard, and the sharp aura was as physical as it was, rushing towards Zhong Yuan.
Chapter completed!