Liu Zhengyang stared at Zhong Qinglei and others blankly, and could not understand what was happening to them.

Even if they are all patients with hypoxia, and the middle-aged man is a bloody warrior, it is probably believed that anyone would believe it.

Zhong Qinglei supported the ground behind him with both hands, and finally supported his body so that he would not lie on the ground: "Liu Zhengyang, didn't you see the uncle last time? Didn't you feel the strong sense of oppression emitted from him?"

"No, no, No, Master Liu, I suggest you don't go to see him." The leader of Panmen trembled and tried to dissuade Liu Zhengyang, saying: "That uncle seems to have a magical power. Just looking at him makes people feel the trembling from the depths of his soul. It's so terrifying."

"He is definitely not just a strong man in the Immortal King Realm, and even a strong man in the peak of the Immortal King Realm cannot have such a terrifying sense of oppression." Li Yang said in horror: "He has definitely broken through to the Immortal King Realm, but when he saw him last time, he was obviously not so terrifying. Could it be that he had made a breakthrough recently?"

After hearing what Zhong Qinglei and others said, Liu Zhengyang finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that it was not just Liu Zhengyang who felt the pressure on the middle-aged man.

Moreover, due to various reasons such as combat power and divine consciousness strength, Zhong Qinglei and others' endurance is obviously much weaker.

The result is that they look much more embarrassed.

"It seems that he has indeed broken through to the Immortal King Realm." Liu Zhengyang said with a pale face: "I originally thought he was just a strong man at the peak of the Immortal King Realm, so even if his combat power is strong, it is impossible to turn the situation around. But if he breaks through to a higher level, it is hard to say."

Liu Zhengyang said nervously, and suddenly remembered another very important thing.

That is, they are all affected so much in the Secret Palace, how much pressure should the demon cultivators outside?

Liu Zhengyang hurriedly observed the demon cultivators, but saw that the powerful people in the Heavenly Immortal Realm had fallen to the ground, as if a mouse was shaking like a cat, and he didn't even have much strength to stand up, let alone fly. Only the powerful people in the Immortal King Realm of the demon cultivators could barely support it.

But even those demon cultivators in the Immortal King realm had their faces turned as if they were facing a great enemy, staring at the middle-aged man.

From their reactions, we can also see that the strength of middle-aged people is indeed above the Immortal King Realm.

When the monks of the Eclipse Sect who were originally in a bloody battle saw the middle-aged people appear, they immediately smiled and showed their power at the demon cultivators, as if they were suddenly turning over. The more ugly the words they said were, they were as ugly as they were. Even Liu Zhengyang was uncomfortable when he heard them.

"You livestock! You weren't very arrogant just now. Do you want to destroy our Akira Sect? Come on, continue to show us arrogance! I see who else dares to move his fingers!"

"Scatter wildly and scatter to our Airi Sect. You don't know how to find a place if you buy a coffin, right?"

"Our sect leader has come out of seclusion, you are dead! No matter how many livestock you have joined forces, they are definitely not our sect leader's opponent. Our sect leader has obviously broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm. In front of him, you are just ants-like existences!"

The monks of the Eclipse Sect mocked their opponents with the support of middle-aged people.
Chapter completed!