Chapter 209 The strange body of the Son of the Fallen, the 8-armed Yama hand, was crushed and beaten
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J Shen
Chapter 209 Fallen God Son's Strange Body, Eight-Armed Yama Hand, Being Pressed and Beaten
Just when Jun Xiaoyao and Fallen God Son stepped onto the ancient battle stage at the same time.
In the void around the ancient battle platform, countless Dao patterns emerged, like a woven net, imprisoning the surrounding space.
No one from outside can disturb them.
Not even a strong saint can intervene in the battle situation.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you just defeated a few heavenly talents, do you really think that you are invincible in the younger generation of Immortal Realm, stronger than you..."
The Fallen God Zi opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, fisted with five fingers, and blasted towards the Fallen God Son.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of talking too much with the dead."
Jun Xiaoyao's fist light was shocking, and as his fist was unleashed, the surrounding space was filled with shadows and cracks.
Fallen Angel's expression changed, and black air filled the surroundings.
He also reached out his hand, and blasted out with a palm, carrying a surging evil spirit.
boom!
After the one blow confrontation, the Fallen Angel flew upside down, and the whole arm made a cracking sound.
He flew hundreds of feet, hit the barrier of the void pattern, and then stopped.
dead silence...
The countless monks from the Senluo Continent who were watching the battle, as well as some arrogances from the Immortal Realm, all stared at the scene in front of them in a daze.
This……
Not quite right.
Logically speaking, shouldn't it be a fierce confrontation between the two, the battle situation is anxious, fighting to the death, making the world eclipsed, and the sun and the moon darkened?
Why now, Jun Xiaoyao knocked the Fallen Angel away with a single punch?
Fallen Angel coughed dryly twice, and his face was extremely gloomy.
There was a ray of shock hidden in his eyes.
Only he himself knows that his physical body is different from ordinary people, and it was carefully "manufactured" by the Fallen God Palace.
It can be said that in terms of physical strength, the fallen angel has never been afraid of anyone.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao knocked him back with a simple punch, and even his arms were trembling faintly.
This is astonishing, it is the first time that Fallen God Son has been crushed by other arrogances of the same generation in the physical body.
"Huh? The body of the Fallen Son..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a strange light.
He obviously also discovered the strangeness of the Fallen Angel's body.
But that doesn't matter.
Compared with the physical body among the Tianjiao of the same generation, Jun Xiaoyao said the first, I am afraid no one would dare to say the second.
Jun Xiaoyao grabbed it casually, his magic power surged, and he turned into a spear of the god of the underworld, piercing towards the fallen god child.
Fallen Angel quickly adjusted his state.
After all, he is also the Young Supreme of the Fallen God Palace, a supreme hero, even though he lost in the first fight, it still couldn't affect his form.
"What about the ancient holy body, the body that has already declined cannot rise again." The Fallen Son said, as if to increase his confidence.
He shot again, the power of his body surged, and the black evil spirit wrapped around his palm, bombarding the spear of Hades.
With a bang, the void exploded, and the black and white wings on the back of the Fallen God Son shook, and his figure turned into extreme speed, killing Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao also sacrificed the devil's wings, and then punched again.
The two men exchanged fists, and the rumbling sound was like the beating of a war drum.
The void is vibrating and resonating, as if it can't bear this huge force.
"This fallen god child is so powerful that he can fight back and forth with the Jun family's god son."
"He is also the son of the Fallen God Palace after all, and this kind of behavior is considered normal."
"However, how do I feel? It's the Jun family's god who isn't serious. It's like playing a game."
Some Tianjiao Tianjiao who watched the battle around whispered.
As for Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong and others, they were not worried about Jun Xiaoyao at all, and their faces were calm.
On the contrary, it was a monk from the War Demon Palace, with a sense of anxiety.
They don't know how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, so they will inevitably be worried.
"My lord, let Qingying see your true strength." Yan Qingying also revealed a ray of curiosity in her dark and beautiful eyes.
The person she wants to follow is naturally impossible to be mediocre.
What she wants to see is for Jun Xiaoyao to completely conquer her with his real strength.
In the ancient battle arena, the two fists clashed.
Jun Xiaoyao did not put in all his strength, he was observing the fallen angel's body.
Fallen Angel's body is very strange, not like his own.
Jun Xiaoyao was very curious about this.
As for the Fallen Angel, he had the illusion that his physical body was enough to compete with Jun Xiaoyao.
"The Ancient Eucharist is nothing more than that." The Fallen Angel's confidence grew stronger and stronger.
He now feels that Jun Xiaoyao's strength should be based on rumors.
"Oh... I see, it's not yours, it's still not yours." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep, and he glanced at Fallen Angel.
Fallen Angel's expression changed slightly, and he was surprised.
Did Jun Xiaoyao see through his physical body?
But it doesn't matter if you see through it, Fallen Angel believes that Jun Xiaoyao can't deal with him.
"Now that I understand, there is nothing to delay." Jun Xiaoyao directly urged the god elephant to suppress the prison.
The golden energy and blood erupted like a volcano, turning into a lifelike golden idol.
The golden idol roared up to the sky, as if it could suppress the Eight Desolation and Ten Realms.
Jun Xiaoyao punched out, releasing all his strength, and 37 billion catties of divine power gushed out, directly shattering a piece of space in front of him.
Fallen Angel also made a move, wanting to fight again.
But this time, he completely changed his color.
A terrifying force erupted, like an ancient monster crushing everything.
He was directly knocked out, coughing up blood, and his arm bones were cracked by the shock.
The power of this punch was completely different from the previous one, it directly crushed him.
This not only shocked Fallen Angel, but also made all the spectators around him take a deep breath.
"Is this the strength of the Jun family's god son after he is serious?" Many immortals' arrogance looked at each other and saw the shock in the eyes of both sides.
Fallen God Son, what kind of existence is that, one of the most terrifying young supreme beings in the fairyland.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao beat her up one after another.
On the other hand, Fallen God Child was unable to cause the slightest harm to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are hateful!"
Fallen Angel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, furious.
He has always been the only one who suppresses others to fight, and no one else suppresses him to fight.
Jun Xiaoyao is the first one.
The Fallen God Child made a move, manifesting the terrifying supernatural power of the Fallen God Palace.
The evil spirit surged around him, and behind him, it seemed to condense into the appearance of an eight-armed Yama.
The Fallen Son struck out his palm again, as if eight black palm prints appeared, and even the void was about to collapse!
"It's the magical powers of the Fallen God Palace, the eight-armed hell hand!" Some immortals couldn't help exclaiming.
The eight-armed hell hand is the terrifying supernatural power of the Fallen God Palace, and its power is overwhelming.
If these eight palms are struck, the gods and Buddhas will collapse.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao squeezed the king's seal with his hand, and a phantom of an emperor appeared behind him, with a majestic figure, supporting the sky and the earth.
He squeezed the seal formula with his hand, and collided with the supernatural power of the Fallen God Child.
One party manifested the phantom of Yama with eight arms, and the palm prints shattered the sky and the earth!
One side manifests the figure of the Emperor Tongtian, and one seal suppresses the universe!
Emperor vs Yama!
(End of this chapter)
Just when Jun Xiaoyao and Fallen God Son stepped onto the ancient battle stage at the same time.
In the void around the ancient battle platform, countless Dao patterns emerged, like a woven net, imprisoning the surrounding space.
No one from outside can disturb them.
Not even a strong saint can intervene in the battle situation.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you just defeated a few heavenly talents, do you really think that you are invincible in the younger generation of Immortal Realm, stronger than you..."
The Fallen God Zi opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, fisted with five fingers, and blasted towards the Fallen God Son.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of talking too much with the dead."
Jun Xiaoyao's fist light was shocking, and as his fist was unleashed, the surrounding space was filled with shadows and cracks.
Fallen Angel's expression changed, and black air filled the surroundings.
He also reached out his hand, and blasted out with a palm, carrying a surging evil spirit.
boom!
After the one blow confrontation, the Fallen Angel flew upside down, and the whole arm made a cracking sound.
He flew hundreds of feet, hit the barrier of the void pattern, and then stopped.
dead silence...
The countless monks from the Senluo Continent who were watching the battle, as well as some arrogances from the Immortal Realm, all stared at the scene in front of them in a daze.
This……
Not quite right.
Logically speaking, shouldn't it be a fierce confrontation between the two, the battle situation is anxious, fighting to the death, making the world eclipsed, and the sun and the moon darkened?
Why now, Jun Xiaoyao knocked the Fallen Angel away with a single punch?
Fallen Angel coughed dryly twice, and his face was extremely gloomy.
There was a ray of shock hidden in his eyes.
Only he himself knows that his physical body is different from ordinary people, and it was carefully "manufactured" by the Fallen God Palace.
It can be said that in terms of physical strength, the fallen angel has never been afraid of anyone.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao knocked him back with a simple punch, and even his arms were trembling faintly.
This is astonishing, it is the first time that Fallen God Son has been crushed by other arrogances of the same generation in the physical body.
"Huh? The body of the Fallen Son..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a strange light.
He obviously also discovered the strangeness of the Fallen Angel's body.
But that doesn't matter.
Compared with the physical body among the Tianjiao of the same generation, Jun Xiaoyao said the first, I am afraid no one would dare to say the second.
Jun Xiaoyao grabbed it casually, his magic power surged, and he turned into a spear of the god of the underworld, piercing towards the fallen god child.
Fallen Angel quickly adjusted his state.
After all, he is also the Young Supreme of the Fallen God Palace, a supreme hero, even though he lost in the first fight, it still couldn't affect his form.
"What about the ancient holy body, the body that has already declined cannot rise again." The Fallen Son said, as if to increase his confidence.
He shot again, the power of his body surged, and the black evil spirit wrapped around his palm, bombarding the spear of Hades.
With a bang, the void exploded, and the black and white wings on the back of the Fallen God Son shook, and his figure turned into extreme speed, killing Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao also sacrificed the devil's wings, and then punched again.
The two men exchanged fists, and the rumbling sound was like the beating of a war drum.
The void is vibrating and resonating, as if it can't bear this huge force.
"This fallen god child is so powerful that he can fight back and forth with the Jun family's god son."
"He is also the son of the Fallen God Palace after all, and this kind of behavior is considered normal."
"However, how do I feel? It's the Jun family's god who isn't serious. It's like playing a game."
Some Tianjiao Tianjiao who watched the battle around whispered.
As for Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong and others, they were not worried about Jun Xiaoyao at all, and their faces were calm.
On the contrary, it was a monk from the War Demon Palace, with a sense of anxiety.
They don't know how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, so they will inevitably be worried.
"My lord, let Qingying see your true strength." Yan Qingying also revealed a ray of curiosity in her dark and beautiful eyes.
The person she wants to follow is naturally impossible to be mediocre.
What she wants to see is for Jun Xiaoyao to completely conquer her with his real strength.
In the ancient battle arena, the two fists clashed.
Jun Xiaoyao did not put in all his strength, he was observing the fallen angel's body.
Fallen Angel's body is very strange, not like his own.
Jun Xiaoyao was very curious about this.
As for the Fallen Angel, he had the illusion that his physical body was enough to compete with Jun Xiaoyao.
"The Ancient Eucharist is nothing more than that." The Fallen Angel's confidence grew stronger and stronger.
He now feels that Jun Xiaoyao's strength should be based on rumors.
"Oh... I see, it's not yours, it's still not yours." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep, and he glanced at Fallen Angel.
Fallen Angel's expression changed slightly, and he was surprised.
Did Jun Xiaoyao see through his physical body?
But it doesn't matter if you see through it, Fallen Angel believes that Jun Xiaoyao can't deal with him.
"Now that I understand, there is nothing to delay." Jun Xiaoyao directly urged the god elephant to suppress the prison.
The golden energy and blood erupted like a volcano, turning into a lifelike golden idol.
The golden idol roared up to the sky, as if it could suppress the Eight Desolation and Ten Realms.
Jun Xiaoyao punched out, releasing all his strength, and 37 billion catties of divine power gushed out, directly shattering a piece of space in front of him.
Fallen Angel also made a move, wanting to fight again.
But this time, he completely changed his color.
A terrifying force erupted, like an ancient monster crushing everything.
He was directly knocked out, coughing up blood, and his arm bones were cracked by the shock.
The power of this punch was completely different from the previous one, it directly crushed him.
This not only shocked Fallen Angel, but also made all the spectators around him take a deep breath.
"Is this the strength of the Jun family's god son after he is serious?" Many immortals' arrogance looked at each other and saw the shock in the eyes of both sides.
Fallen God Son, what kind of existence is that, one of the most terrifying young supreme beings in the fairyland.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao beat her up one after another.
On the other hand, Fallen God Child was unable to cause the slightest harm to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are hateful!"
Fallen Angel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, furious.
He has always been the only one who suppresses others to fight, and no one else suppresses him to fight.
Jun Xiaoyao is the first one.
The Fallen God Child made a move, manifesting the terrifying supernatural power of the Fallen God Palace.
The evil spirit surged around him, and behind him, it seemed to condense into the appearance of an eight-armed Yama.
The Fallen Son struck out his palm again, as if eight black palm prints appeared, and even the void was about to collapse!
"It's the magical powers of the Fallen God Palace, the eight-armed hell hand!" Some immortals couldn't help exclaiming.
The eight-armed hell hand is the terrifying supernatural power of the Fallen God Palace, and its power is overwhelming.
If these eight palms are struck, the gods and Buddhas will collapse.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao squeezed the king's seal with his hand, and a phantom of an emperor appeared behind him, with a majestic figure, supporting the sky and the earth.
He squeezed the seal formula with his hand, and collided with the supernatural power of the Fallen God Child.
One party manifested the phantom of Yama with eight arms, and the palm prints shattered the sky and the earth!
One side manifests the figure of the Emperor Tongtian, and one seal suppresses the universe!
Emperor vs Yama!
(End of this chapter)
