Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

This voice was extremely indifferent and flat, not too loud.

But it is very strange, resounding in everyone's ears.

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their brains exploded immediately!

In particular, some people who have heard this voice suddenly turned their eyes away, and their expressions were filled with unprecedented horror.

I'm coming!

That man, here he comes!

In the distance in the sky, a slender fairy dragon with the meaning of dragon majesty, came from the clouds and mist.

Above the dragon head, a slender young figure stood in the wind.

The breeze blew his long hair, and a handsome face with a look of indifference and coldness like a god.

Like God, overlooking all living beings and ants!

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttered, his body was surging with immortal lights, and the mist was surging, just like the son of an immortal emperor, a descendant of a god!

He came so quietly to ride the dragon in the wind, but it seemed to give people a feeling of immortals and gods coming to the world.

"Yes... the god son of the Jun family, he is here!"

"How is it possible that I can't accurately perceive the cultivation base of the god son of the Jun family?"

"Oh my God, why do I feel like an immortal is coming?"

As Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the audience was boiling!

If this battle about the Jun family is still missing.

That is naturally the lack of the core soul characters of the Jun family, the god son of the Jun family, and Jun Xiaoyao.

Many people think that Jun Xiaoyao may not come.

But now, here he is!

The arrival of Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly like detonating a bomb, making all the noise and attention!

Many familiar people are even more excited to feel themselves.

"Xiaoyao..." Jiang Shengyi's eyes trembled when she saw the familiar handsome figure, only then did she realize that she would miss someone so much.

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luoli's big eyes were also filled with deep thoughts.

There are also Yan Qingying, Wu Mingyue, Su Ziqiong, Hua Xiqing, Bai Meier, these women who have had a more or less relationship with Jun Xiaoyao, all of them look like they are stupid.

In addition, there were even Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, Yan Rumeng and several daughters who were not too close to Jun Xiaoyao, all of them looked dazed and unbelievable.

"How does his breath feel..." Ji Qingyi's clear pupils were filled with confusion.

"Is he the god son of the Jun family?" Ji Changkong frowned.

When Ji Qingyi was with him before, he still disapproved.

But looking at it with my own eyes, this temperament, this momentum, does have something.

"I'm not mistaken, is it Princess Longji who is stepping on the feet of the god son of the Jun family?"

"Damn it, I've been criticized, I really used Princess Longji as a mount!"

In the four directions, many Tianjiao saw the fairy dragon, all staring blankly, unable to believe it.

"Jun...Xiao...yao!"

If anyone present hated Jun Xiaoyao the most, then it would be Long Aotian.

In his golden dragon eyes, there was an extremely cold and stern look of hatred.

Especially seeing that Princess Longji really became Jun Xiaoyao's mount, Long Aotian was even more angry.

He wanted to marry a woman who became the main palace, but Jun Xiaoyao used it as a mount.

This Nima is simply a naked humiliation and slap in the face!

Not only did Long Aotian have murderous intentions towards Jun Xiaoyao, but Wang Teng also did the same.

"It's better if you don't show up. Since you show up on your own initiative, don't blame the young emperor." Wang Teng's eyes showed extreme coldness.

Jun Xiaoyao not only obstructed his marriage with Jiang Shengyi, but also destroyed one of his spiritual bodies.

If he does not defeat Jun Xiaoyao himself, what is his majesty?

On the other side, Jun Mulan and other sequences showed incomparable surprises.

They know that since Jun Xiaoyao is out of the border, his strength must have improved greatly.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's breath is unfathomable, and no one has probed his specific realm.

At this moment, a noise like a crow sounded.

"You are Jun Xiaoyao, you dare to provoke the people of my Demon God Palace, and you don't kneel down to apologize!"

The person who spoke was the ancient monster of the Demon God Palace, the descendant of the Supreme Demon Dao, Wu Shuo.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned to Wu Shuo lightly.

The cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm is indeed not bad.

If it was Jun Xiaoyao before the retreat, it would really take a lot of effort to deal with it.

But now...

Ha ha……

"Why, I'm too scared to speak?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Wu Shuo's mouth.

On the other hand, Yan Rumeng, who had not intervened in the battle, for some reason, looked at Jun Xiaoyao, whose breath was unfathomable, and a strong sense of ominousness suddenly rose in his heart.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say a word.

A single palm protrudes directly, there are countless Dao patterns, intertwined in the void, and turned into a huge mana palm that covers the sky.

And as this palm came out, Jun Xiaoyao's true cultivation realm also completely exploded.

Around him, endless dao patterns surround him, and various mysterious and profound runes flicker in the void.

"This... this breath... is the same as Lord Grim and the Prince of the Underworld..."

"I didn't feel wrong, Dao God Realm?"

"The god son of the Jun family is in the Taoist realm!?"

In all directions, countless people were sluggish and petrified.

And feeling the power of this god's palm, Wu Shuo, who originally had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, also had a 360-degree change in his face.

"Dao God Realm, how is it possible!?"

Wu Shuo let out a scream, and at the same time directly transformed into his body.

A giant crow with dark red pupils and jet-black feathers appeared.

It is the Calamity Crow.

He directly motivated the Calamity Demon Crow's natal supernatural powers, and the terrifying magical sound turned into a sound wave that would destroy the world and spread out.

However……

Jun Xiaoyao's mana palm pressed down with one palm, obliterating all sound waves.

Even with the Calamity Demon Crow, it was directly pinched in his hand.

Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hand towards the void, and then shook it suddenly!

The powerful mana hands intertwined with Taoist patterns also suddenly closed together!

Crack!

Blood shot, bones shattered, and crow feathers flew!

Wu Shuo's body, including his primordial spirit, was completely crushed!

The ancient monster of the Demon God Palace, Wu Shuo has fallen!

Silence!

Unprecedented silence!

A dead silence like the extinction of heaven and earth!

Everyone in the audience seemed to have their souls taken away, as if only a body was left!

What did they see? A powerful ancient monster in the late Heavenly God Realm was pinched to death by Jun Xiaoyao!

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even bother to talk nonsense with Wu Shuo from the beginning to the end.

My brother in society, there are not many cruel words!

"Squeeze an ancient freak to death, tell me, I'm dreaming..."

"I also feel like I'm dreaming, how is this possible..."

All watching Tianjiao is like a dream.

This is an ancient freak with strong bloodline and aloofness!

It was so easily killed by Jun Xiaoyao with one move.

Yan Rumeng was stupid, her flawless face had lost all her blood.

She thought about all kinds of situations, but she didn't think of this scene.

Jun Xiaoyao, slaughter ancient monsters like stepping on ants!

"Kill me, want to kill, destroy me, want to destroy, humiliate me, want to humiliate, are you... ready to bear the wrath of this son of the gods?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent.

Like a god, in charge of life and death!

Leisurely, let the mind travel!

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