Chapter 1166

Now, it had become an existence at the Fourth Tier of Quasi-Saint.

At this moment, golden feathers outside its body bloomed with light.

It was incomparably sharp.

Then, its figure actually transformed into a sky-covering saber at this moment.

The Peng bird roared at the sky and slashed down with the saber.

The scorching saber light spanned the firmament.

Following the sound of a boom,

the Nine Nether disciples filling the sky were blasted to death in place in an instant.

This was a true massacre.

The Nine Nether clan's experts were simply no match.

Especially that Nine Nether Holy Emperor,

who now watched helplessly as his subordinates were slaughtered by Liu Zheng.

A look of grief and indignation appeared on his face.

These Nine Nether people were his most loyal subordinates.

Now, being killed made his heart bleed.

Regardless of everything, he charged toward Liu Zheng to kill.

At this moment, his eyes were blood-red.

The aura around his body surged.

Waves of cold aura permeated outward.

"Hehe, so you've become angry from embarrassment?

If you dare to say one more word of nonsense, this Prince will kill you too!"

The Nine Nether Lord issued a gloomy voice.

Then, he smashed a palm toward Liu Zheng once again.

At this moment, a look of madness appeared in his eyes.

But Liu Zheng did not have the slightest fear.

He swung his fist aura,

meeting him head-on.

The two collided fiercely.

Following the sound of the collision,

the Nine Nether Lord's body flew directly backward.

"Haha, good! The Han Emperor is extremely domineering; he is worth emulating!"

The Nine Nether Emperor, seeing such a scene, let out an excited roar.

Immediately following, he charged up.

"Kill!"

And the leaders of the other major sects also charged up at this moment.

The Nine Nether clan was, after all, too weak.

Although they were Nine Nether people,

they still had a gap compared to those ancient clans.

In a short time, the battle ended.

And at this moment, Liu Zheng stood proudly on the field.

At this moment, endless pressure radiated from his body,

causing everyone to not dare to approach even an inch.

Then, he said slowly,

"From now on, the Primordial Realm is under my jurisdiction.

If any of you dare to step foot here, you die!"

Liu Zheng said coldly.

His voice carried a chilling murderous intent,

making the leaders of those major forces not dare to say more.

They were afraid,

because Liu Zheng was too powerful.

If they provoked him again, they would likely suffer.

Then, an Elder of a sect said,

"I am willing to submit!"

At this moment, the remaining major forces spoke almost in unison.

At this moment, they were afraid of being a beat slow.

After all, Liu Zheng was too fierce, and the other party was too domineering.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to join the Great Han and fight for you in all directions!"

At this moment, a sect leader said flatteringly.

However, just after his words had fallen,

Liu Zheng waved his hand,

and said indifferently,

"No need!"

Then, he left.

Following by his side was Cao Zhengchun.

And the people from those major forces, seeing this, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, they felt that this Han Emperor was actually not bad.

If it had been someone else, they would likely have started a massacre long ago.

And just after Liu Zheng left,

the leaders of the major sects also left.

They needed to return to their stations and mobilize experts to guard all directions.

And just as the major forces were withdrawing,

within the Primordial Realm, Zhao Xing was still in the midst of a breakthrough.

At this moment, he was surrounded by endless thunder.

After a roar rang out,

Zhao Xing's figure stood up.

At this moment, a look of excitement appeared on his face,

because he had finally reached the Eighth Tier of the Ancestor Realm.

The speed of his cultivation exceeded his expectations.

At the same time, he heard a dragon roar ring out.

Then, a giant python appeared by his side.

It was none other than the Flood Dragon Snake.

... Seeking flowers...

At this moment, its body was coiled in the void,

exuding a fierce aura.

A look of excitement appeared on Zhao Xing's face.

Then, he grabbed the creature and walked toward the outside world.

Over these days, the Flood Dragon Python's strength had improved rapidly,

reaching the Sixth Tier of the Ancestor Realm.

If fighting alone, even if it encountered a warrior at the Seventh Tier of the Ancestor Realm,

it would not be defeated. ===== CHAPTER 1168 =====