Chapter 326 Jun Xiaoyao, one person, just fell into the feather clan, and fell into the anger of the
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J Shen
Chapter 326 Jun Xiaoyao is tough on the Fallen Feather Clan alone, the anger of the Fallen Feather Son
It goes without saying what status the Fallen Feather Clan has in the Netherworld.
That is the Emperor of the Underworld.
The Burial Emperor of the Fallen Feather Clan is the domain lord of the Netherworld, the supreme ruler.
It can be said that almost no forces in the Netherworld dare to provoke the Fallen Feathers.
But Jun Xiaoyao did just that.
And he is not a force, but a single person.
Even, he is not a burial creature, but an outsider.
Jun Xiaoyao's attitude gave the feeling of being buried in the earth, as if an ant walked into the territory of the dragon and let the dragon lead it to death.
This is incredible.
"This alien race is either out of their minds or has great confidence."
"Confidence, what kind of confidence does he have, even if he is the heir of the Immortal Force of Immortal Realm, he is similar to the Fallen Feather Clan, but now, he is on the Fallen Feather Clan's territory."
The buried creatures around Baiwang City were discussing fiercely.
But the only recognized is.
Jun Xiaoyao is definitely the top arrogance of the outside world, and he may have come to bury him.
As for how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, everyone still has no idea.
"Do you think he can compare to the Son of Fallen Feathers?"
"I don't know, but at least it should be able to compete with the Son of Fallen Feathers."
Jun Xiaoyao glanced around, and when the buried creatures met his gaze, they subconsciously avoided it.
Before he knew it, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have begun to establish his prestige.
"Could it be that after I was invincible in the younger generation of Huangtian Immortal Territory, I will also sweep the burial ground, that would be too boring." Jun Xiaoyao suddenly thought.
He doesn't like the feeling of being invincible now.
Invincible is really lonely.
He needs some real rivals to pique his interest.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao came to the burial ground was not only to help Jiang Daoxu find the Nine Wonders Reincarnation Immortal Grass, but also for another reason.
I just want to see the strength of the Burial Lord.
Now it seems that he is still a little disappointed.
Except that the realm is slightly higher than that of Tianjiao in the Immortal Domain, there is actually no difference.
"Son of Fallen Feather, I hope you can bring me some fun." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
"Young master is really handsome, sister, Xiaoxue seems to like you a little bit, what should I do?"
Below, Cangxue raised her head, looking at Jun Xiaoyao standing on the sky, her eyes were full of splendor and stars.
Jun Xiaoyao has a top-notch appearance, a mysterious origin, and such a powerful strength, and he even gave her three yin and yang fruits, which saved her life.
This is simply the template of a domineering president and a prince charming. Would that girl not love it?
"It's not just that you like it." Cang Yue smiled wryly, and there was inevitably a gleam of splendor in her eyes.
"Hey, but this is simply impossible." Cang Yue patted Cang Xue's head.
She wants to see a little deeper than Cang Xue.
A top talent like Jun Xiaoyao must have a shocking background and a distinguished status.
Could it be that they can possess it.
Besides, they are still buried creatures, and it is even more impossible for them to be favored by Jun Xiaoyao.
From the beginning to the end, they are just passers-by.
Hearing Cang Yue's sigh, Cang Xue was also a little disappointed.
Compared to them, the Patriarch of the Cang Family and the others were more worried about what to do if the Fallen Feather Clan attacked.
"Patriarch of the Cang Family, your choice is very wise." Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the Patriarch of the Cang Family with deep eyes.
The Patriarch of the Cang family thumped in his heart, as if he had been seen through by the human youth in front of him.
"This son has long expected that our Cang family might capture him and sacrifice him to the Fallen Feather Clan, but he still has no scruples at all. He really has confidence." The Patriarch of the Cang family thought to himself.
He only sighed now how wise his ancestor's choice was.
And Jun Xiaoyao had indeed expected that the Cang family might attack him because they were afraid of the Fallen Feather Clan.
If such a thing really happened, Jun Xiaoyao would naturally not be relentless.
But what surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that the Cang family held back and did not attack him.
"It seems that the Cang family also has smart people." Jun Xiaoyao said in his heart.
The Patriarch of the Cang family was slightly embarrassed, after all, Jun Xiaoyao had seen through their previous thoughts.
However, the Patriarch of the Cang family still warned: "Little friend, you have to think carefully, what you are facing is the Fallen Feather Clan, and the forces behind you may be very strong, but this is a burial ground."
What the head of the Cang family meant was.
No matter how powerful Jun Xiaoyao is behind him, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and his hand cannot reach the eternal burial ground.
"It doesn't bother Patriarch to worry, anyway, it won't implicate the Cang family." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.
"What are you talking about, little friend?" The head of the Cang family smiled awkwardly.
Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao returned to his residence again, waiting for the arrival of Fallen Feather Son.
On the other side, She Ji, who fled in a hurry, also returned to the location of the Fallen Feather Clan.
The Fallen Feather Clan's resident is located in the center of the Netherworld, and its sphere of influence radiates the entire Netherworld.
At this moment, in the Fallen Feather Clan's residence, there is a mountain range filled with black mist.
In the mountains, a figure sits cross-legged on top of endless dead bones, feeding on dead spirits and resentful spirits for cultivation.
It was a handsome young man with pale skin.
Wearing a black feather coat, with a pair of gray wings on the back, there is a breath of death.
This young man is the strongest arrogance of the Fallen Feather Clan, and one of the ten little kings, the Son of Fallen Feather!
"The feast of the ten kings is about to start. I must obtain the yin and yang fruit to turn my dead energy into vitality."
"Lang Huan, the Ninth Princess of the Asura Demon Kingdom, I will definitely conquer you!" The eyes of the Fallen Feather Son burst out with a very aggressive possessive desire.
The Shura Demon Kingdom is a top power in the burial ground of the Fallen Feather Clan with strong background, located in the Shura Domain.
And the nine princesses, Lang Huan, are the strongest proud daughters of the Demon Kingdom of Shura, and one of the most beautiful women in the entire Ten Domains of Burial Grounds of Eternal Ages.
Not only that, but her strength is also extremely terrifying, ranking second among the ten little kings, second only to the one from the Hades Palace, the incomplete ancient overlord who crawled out of the abyss.
Thinking of that incomplete ancient hegemony, Shengzi Fallen Feather rarely showed a trace of fear in his eyes.
"That ancient crippled overlord body is so powerful that it is rumored to be comparable to the peak physique of the human race, the ancient holy body." The Fallen Feather Saint Son murmured.
The Celestial Hegemony Body and the Desolate Ancient Saint Body have been in opposition since ancient times, and there are always people who want to compare them.
And the heavenly hegemony in Hades Palace, although incomplete, is still strong enough to defy the sky, firmly occupying the first place among the ten little kings.
Son of Fallen Feather naturally didn't want to challenge that ancient hegemony in the past.
He just wanted to catch up with the Ninth Princess of the Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan.
Just as Shengzi Fallen Feather was thinking in his heart.
A hurried figure came from far away, it was the Snake Princess who had fled.
"My lord, it's not good." She Ji's face was pale and trembling, as if she had seen some kind of great terror, and panic remained in her pupils.
"Why are you the only one coming back, where are the Black Winged Demon Leopard and that blind outsider human race?" Saint Son of Fallen Feather frowned slightly.
"They are all dead, and... that outsider human race, let... let..." She Ji hesitated.
"Let what?" Shengzi Fallen Feather raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect the other two followers to fall.
"He asked the Lord to come to you, go and kneel in front of him, and kill him with your arms tied." She Ji trembled and flinched.
As soon as the words fell, Saint Son of Fallen Feather burst out of breath, spread his wings, and set off a monstrous storm.
"That human race is looking for death!" Saint Son of Fallen Feather said coldly.
(End of this chapter)
It goes without saying what status the Fallen Feather Clan has in the Netherworld.
That is the Emperor of the Underworld.
The Burial Emperor of the Fallen Feather Clan is the domain lord of the Netherworld, the supreme ruler.
It can be said that almost no forces in the Netherworld dare to provoke the Fallen Feathers.
But Jun Xiaoyao did just that.
And he is not a force, but a single person.
Even, he is not a burial creature, but an outsider.
Jun Xiaoyao's attitude gave the feeling of being buried in the earth, as if an ant walked into the territory of the dragon and let the dragon lead it to death.
This is incredible.
"This alien race is either out of their minds or has great confidence."
"Confidence, what kind of confidence does he have, even if he is the heir of the Immortal Force of Immortal Realm, he is similar to the Fallen Feather Clan, but now, he is on the Fallen Feather Clan's territory."
The buried creatures around Baiwang City were discussing fiercely.
But the only recognized is.
Jun Xiaoyao is definitely the top arrogance of the outside world, and he may have come to bury him.
As for how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, everyone still has no idea.
"Do you think he can compare to the Son of Fallen Feathers?"
"I don't know, but at least it should be able to compete with the Son of Fallen Feathers."
Jun Xiaoyao glanced around, and when the buried creatures met his gaze, they subconsciously avoided it.
Before he knew it, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have begun to establish his prestige.
"Could it be that after I was invincible in the younger generation of Huangtian Immortal Territory, I will also sweep the burial ground, that would be too boring." Jun Xiaoyao suddenly thought.
He doesn't like the feeling of being invincible now.
Invincible is really lonely.
He needs some real rivals to pique his interest.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao came to the burial ground was not only to help Jiang Daoxu find the Nine Wonders Reincarnation Immortal Grass, but also for another reason.
I just want to see the strength of the Burial Lord.
Now it seems that he is still a little disappointed.
Except that the realm is slightly higher than that of Tianjiao in the Immortal Domain, there is actually no difference.
"Son of Fallen Feather, I hope you can bring me some fun." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
"Young master is really handsome, sister, Xiaoxue seems to like you a little bit, what should I do?"
Below, Cangxue raised her head, looking at Jun Xiaoyao standing on the sky, her eyes were full of splendor and stars.
Jun Xiaoyao has a top-notch appearance, a mysterious origin, and such a powerful strength, and he even gave her three yin and yang fruits, which saved her life.
This is simply the template of a domineering president and a prince charming. Would that girl not love it?
"It's not just that you like it." Cang Yue smiled wryly, and there was inevitably a gleam of splendor in her eyes.
"Hey, but this is simply impossible." Cang Yue patted Cang Xue's head.
She wants to see a little deeper than Cang Xue.
A top talent like Jun Xiaoyao must have a shocking background and a distinguished status.
Could it be that they can possess it.
Besides, they are still buried creatures, and it is even more impossible for them to be favored by Jun Xiaoyao.
From the beginning to the end, they are just passers-by.
Hearing Cang Yue's sigh, Cang Xue was also a little disappointed.
Compared to them, the Patriarch of the Cang Family and the others were more worried about what to do if the Fallen Feather Clan attacked.
"Patriarch of the Cang Family, your choice is very wise." Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the Patriarch of the Cang Family with deep eyes.
The Patriarch of the Cang family thumped in his heart, as if he had been seen through by the human youth in front of him.
"This son has long expected that our Cang family might capture him and sacrifice him to the Fallen Feather Clan, but he still has no scruples at all. He really has confidence." The Patriarch of the Cang family thought to himself.
He only sighed now how wise his ancestor's choice was.
And Jun Xiaoyao had indeed expected that the Cang family might attack him because they were afraid of the Fallen Feather Clan.
If such a thing really happened, Jun Xiaoyao would naturally not be relentless.
But what surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that the Cang family held back and did not attack him.
"It seems that the Cang family also has smart people." Jun Xiaoyao said in his heart.
The Patriarch of the Cang family was slightly embarrassed, after all, Jun Xiaoyao had seen through their previous thoughts.
However, the Patriarch of the Cang family still warned: "Little friend, you have to think carefully, what you are facing is the Fallen Feather Clan, and the forces behind you may be very strong, but this is a burial ground."
What the head of the Cang family meant was.
No matter how powerful Jun Xiaoyao is behind him, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and his hand cannot reach the eternal burial ground.
"It doesn't bother Patriarch to worry, anyway, it won't implicate the Cang family." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.
"What are you talking about, little friend?" The head of the Cang family smiled awkwardly.
Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao returned to his residence again, waiting for the arrival of Fallen Feather Son.
On the other side, She Ji, who fled in a hurry, also returned to the location of the Fallen Feather Clan.
The Fallen Feather Clan's resident is located in the center of the Netherworld, and its sphere of influence radiates the entire Netherworld.
At this moment, in the Fallen Feather Clan's residence, there is a mountain range filled with black mist.
In the mountains, a figure sits cross-legged on top of endless dead bones, feeding on dead spirits and resentful spirits for cultivation.
It was a handsome young man with pale skin.
Wearing a black feather coat, with a pair of gray wings on the back, there is a breath of death.
This young man is the strongest arrogance of the Fallen Feather Clan, and one of the ten little kings, the Son of Fallen Feather!
"The feast of the ten kings is about to start. I must obtain the yin and yang fruit to turn my dead energy into vitality."
"Lang Huan, the Ninth Princess of the Asura Demon Kingdom, I will definitely conquer you!" The eyes of the Fallen Feather Son burst out with a very aggressive possessive desire.
The Shura Demon Kingdom is a top power in the burial ground of the Fallen Feather Clan with strong background, located in the Shura Domain.
And the nine princesses, Lang Huan, are the strongest proud daughters of the Demon Kingdom of Shura, and one of the most beautiful women in the entire Ten Domains of Burial Grounds of Eternal Ages.
Not only that, but her strength is also extremely terrifying, ranking second among the ten little kings, second only to the one from the Hades Palace, the incomplete ancient overlord who crawled out of the abyss.
Thinking of that incomplete ancient hegemony, Shengzi Fallen Feather rarely showed a trace of fear in his eyes.
"That ancient crippled overlord body is so powerful that it is rumored to be comparable to the peak physique of the human race, the ancient holy body." The Fallen Feather Saint Son murmured.
The Celestial Hegemony Body and the Desolate Ancient Saint Body have been in opposition since ancient times, and there are always people who want to compare them.
And the heavenly hegemony in Hades Palace, although incomplete, is still strong enough to defy the sky, firmly occupying the first place among the ten little kings.
Son of Fallen Feather naturally didn't want to challenge that ancient hegemony in the past.
He just wanted to catch up with the Ninth Princess of the Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan.
Just as Shengzi Fallen Feather was thinking in his heart.
A hurried figure came from far away, it was the Snake Princess who had fled.
"My lord, it's not good." She Ji's face was pale and trembling, as if she had seen some kind of great terror, and panic remained in her pupils.
"Why are you the only one coming back, where are the Black Winged Demon Leopard and that blind outsider human race?" Saint Son of Fallen Feather frowned slightly.
"They are all dead, and... that outsider human race, let... let..." She Ji hesitated.
"Let what?" Shengzi Fallen Feather raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect the other two followers to fall.
"He asked the Lord to come to you, go and kneel in front of him, and kill him with your arms tied." She Ji trembled and flinched.
As soon as the words fell, Saint Son of Fallen Feather burst out of breath, spread his wings, and set off a monstrous storm.
"That human race is looking for death!" Saint Son of Fallen Feather said coldly.
(End of this chapter)
