Chapter 50 The Son of God Has an Invincible Appearance, Crushing the Lord for Thousand Tribulations,
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J Shen
Chapter 50 The Son of God has an invincible posture, crushing the king for thousands of tribulations, killing people and punishing hearts (three shifts)
This world fell into dead silence.
Looking at the black soil that was killed by those two moves, all the monks around Nantian City secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
As the arrogance of the Heiyun clan, Heitu is not only not weak, but strong.
Its strength is even comparable to that of some great sectarians.
Otherwise, it is impossible for him to become Jun Wanjie's follower.
And now, between Jun Xiaoyao's hands, he killed a genius without breaking a sweat.
This made those cultivators who saw Jun Xiaoyao's action for the first time have a shock in their eyes.
The Son of God of the Jun Family, No. [-] Sequence, is well-deserved!
"Jun Xiaoyao!"
A roar exploded like thunder on the ground.
That was Jun Wanjie, his anger burst into the crown, and three feet of lightning flashed from his eyes, showing his innermost anger.
One's own followers, killed in front of one's own face, this is naked face slapping.
And it's still the kind that leaves no room for it.
boom!
Jun Wanjie didn't say anything more, he couldn't bear it anymore.
What consequences will be caused, I will talk about it later, the current Jun Wanjie only wants to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
He slapped out with one hand, and the terrifying thunder light poured out, turning into ten thousand thunder lights, and the fluctuations were so powerful that it was frightening.
This is a powerful thunder-type martial arts supernatural power, the Eight Desolate Thunder Palm.
Bless Jun Wanjie's Lei Jie battle body, and shoot it with one palm, any Tianjiao in the Divine Bridge Realm will either die or be injured.
"God be careful!"
Jun Zhanjian couldn't help but reminded aloud.
Although he knew that Jun Xiaoyao was strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak.
Before, he and Jun Linglong had not blocked Jun Wanjie's move.
However, as soon as Jun Zhanjian said the words, he was choked up, and his pupils slowly widened.
Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fists with five fingers, and threw out a fluttering fist, without the slightest fireworks, but it seemed to burst out with the sound of dragon roar!
A real dragon phantom, wrapped around his fist, burst out!
It is the supernatural power of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Dragon Fist.
At the same time, in his body, [-] giant elephant particles, blessed with [-] million catties of divine power, poured out with this punch!
The dual power superimposes, and the fluctuation seems to want to push the sky a hundred thousand miles!
Rumble!
The terrifying mana ripples spread, like a small nuclear bomb exploded, and the entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.
Under everyone's attention, a figure flew out from the core of the collision like a kite with a broken string, and blood splashed into the sky!
It is Jun Wanjie!
His body flew upside down, and the arms that punched were twisted in a weird posture, obviously all the bones were broken.
He was pale and looked at Jun Xiaoyao with an unprecedented shock!
There are many things, if you don't experience it yourself, you just watch it, you can't understand the despair at all!
Jun Wanjie finally realized the despair of Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian.
It was as if he was not facing a single person at all.
But a young emperor!
"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his backward figure, his pupils trembling slightly.
Not only him, but the entire Nantian City was stunned.
Jun Zhanjian was dumbfounded!
He knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not afraid of Jun Wanjie, but he didn't expect it to be such a crushing situation.
"Lord God Son, you are truly invincible..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.
"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.
This is her master, invincible in this world!
"I don't believe it, come again!"
No matter what happens to Jun Wanjie, after all, he has risen from the bottom, and his heart is still more determined than Ye Xingyun.
He obviously couldn't just admit defeat.
Jun Wanjie's body was entwined with thunder, and his arm with broken bones made a crackling sound, and then the arm actually recovered directly.
"It is worthy of the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body. It is rumored that this physique is tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the body is incredibly powerful!"
Seeing Jun Wanjie's restored arm, many monks' eyes flashed.
The Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique, ranked in the top three hundred among the three thousand physiques, has its own uniqueness.
"So what if the body is strong? It wasn't because he was smashed by the god son of the Jun family. It can only be said that compared with the body of the ancient holy body, the thunder tribulation battle body is scum!"
Many female monks curled their lips in disdain.
At this moment, they have long become Jun Xiaoyao's brain-dead fans.
How many young Tianjiao, who are comparable in appearance and strength, are there in the entire barren fairyland?
At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood on the sky, surrounded by thunder and lightning.
He looked at Jun Xiaoyao with no trace of contempt.
"I cultivate the supreme law, and I have a thunder robbery body. I will punish for the sky and control ten thousand thunder tribulations!"
"Eight thunders are forbidden, the god of wild thunder!"
Jun Wanjie screamed in the sky, and billions of thunder lights burst out, intertwined in the void.
Black robbery clouds rolled, as if there was a thunder god manifested, such a scene shook people's hearts.
"Punishment for the sky, ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat.
"In front of the Son of God, he has to bow his head as a minister, not to mention you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered, and he said coldly, with boundless domineering.
He mobilized the golden spirit sea of the ancient sacred body, and the mighty mana surged out, faintly condensing into a golden idol that suppressed the eternity of time and space.
The idol's strength to suppress the prison is driven to the extreme.
At the same time, his left hand evolved the tactics of fighting, swords, spears, swords and halberds, axes and forks, all kinds of divine soldiers condensed out of the void, with a sound of killing that shook the world.
And his right hand, with dragon energy, manifested a lifelike shadow of a real dragon. It was the ancestral dragon nest supernatural power he extracted from the dragon essence, the real dragon trapping the sky.
The two styles came out, the real dragon phantom burst into the sky, crashed into the thunder and lightning gods in the black robbery cloud, the two collided, and the sky collapsed!
Ten thousand kinds of divine soldiers are attacking the king for ten thousand tribulations.
"how come……"
Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was hit.
Even if he defended with all his strength, he was severely impacted, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, breaking his bones and tendons.
Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the devil's wings, the sky is extremely fast, and in an instant, it falls over Jun Wanjie, blessing with divine power, and falling down with one foot, like the foot of a god king.
boom!
A tingling sound came out.
His foot directly stepped on Jun Wanjie's chest.
The two were shaped like falling stars.
Accompanied by a roar.
Jun Wanjie slammed into the ground heavily, but Jun Xiaoyao's feet were still on Jun Wanjie's chest, with one hand behind him.
The jacket is fluttering, not stained with fine dust.
This contrast is so huge that it creates an unreal feeling.
The fifth sequence of the Jun family, at this moment, was stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao, unable to move.
Is Jun Wan Jie weak?
Absolutely not, the power of Fang Caijun Wan Jie is in everyone's eyes.
Then there is only one result left.
It is that Jun Xiaoyao is too strong.
And many people can see that Jun Xiaoyao did not use all his strength at all.
He didn't even use the Supreme Bone and the Eucharist vision.
"Jun Xiaoyao, let go of your feet!" Jun Wanjie's face turned into a pig's liver, and he shouted angrily, unable to keep his calm.
boom!
When Jun Xiaoyao heard the words, he fell heavily again, causing blood to flow from Jun Wanjie's mouth, and his sternum shattered.
"Isn't it bad to be your fifth sequence honestly? It's just that you don't have long eyes." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"I haven't lost yet, just give me time..." Jun Wanjie roared with a grim expression.
"I'm not interested in defeating my opponent, even if I give you 10 years, you can only look at my back in vain until you can't see me in the distance..."
Jun Xiaoyao's words are simply murderous.
Jun Wanjie's face turned red and blue, and he once again spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart. He was so angry that his heart would collapse!
Thank you mr yan billions of fairy dreams, please call the police if you see that I am not used to it, why do you need to explain the evil life, as always, the thoughts before parting, the atmosphere, please love me to death, Zixia Supreme, special, the same demeanor, Yang, Qimo, do Her male god, Xiao He chased Han Xin and other book friends as a reward.
(End of this chapter)
This world fell into dead silence.
Looking at the black soil that was killed by those two moves, all the monks around Nantian City secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
As the arrogance of the Heiyun clan, Heitu is not only not weak, but strong.
Its strength is even comparable to that of some great sectarians.
Otherwise, it is impossible for him to become Jun Wanjie's follower.
And now, between Jun Xiaoyao's hands, he killed a genius without breaking a sweat.
This made those cultivators who saw Jun Xiaoyao's action for the first time have a shock in their eyes.
The Son of God of the Jun Family, No. [-] Sequence, is well-deserved!
"Jun Xiaoyao!"
A roar exploded like thunder on the ground.
That was Jun Wanjie, his anger burst into the crown, and three feet of lightning flashed from his eyes, showing his innermost anger.
One's own followers, killed in front of one's own face, this is naked face slapping.
And it's still the kind that leaves no room for it.
boom!
Jun Wanjie didn't say anything more, he couldn't bear it anymore.
What consequences will be caused, I will talk about it later, the current Jun Wanjie only wants to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
He slapped out with one hand, and the terrifying thunder light poured out, turning into ten thousand thunder lights, and the fluctuations were so powerful that it was frightening.
This is a powerful thunder-type martial arts supernatural power, the Eight Desolate Thunder Palm.
Bless Jun Wanjie's Lei Jie battle body, and shoot it with one palm, any Tianjiao in the Divine Bridge Realm will either die or be injured.
"God be careful!"
Jun Zhanjian couldn't help but reminded aloud.
Although he knew that Jun Xiaoyao was strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak.
Before, he and Jun Linglong had not blocked Jun Wanjie's move.
However, as soon as Jun Zhanjian said the words, he was choked up, and his pupils slowly widened.
Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fists with five fingers, and threw out a fluttering fist, without the slightest fireworks, but it seemed to burst out with the sound of dragon roar!
A real dragon phantom, wrapped around his fist, burst out!
It is the supernatural power of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Dragon Fist.
At the same time, in his body, [-] giant elephant particles, blessed with [-] million catties of divine power, poured out with this punch!
The dual power superimposes, and the fluctuation seems to want to push the sky a hundred thousand miles!
Rumble!
The terrifying mana ripples spread, like a small nuclear bomb exploded, and the entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.
Under everyone's attention, a figure flew out from the core of the collision like a kite with a broken string, and blood splashed into the sky!
It is Jun Wanjie!
His body flew upside down, and the arms that punched were twisted in a weird posture, obviously all the bones were broken.
He was pale and looked at Jun Xiaoyao with an unprecedented shock!
There are many things, if you don't experience it yourself, you just watch it, you can't understand the despair at all!
Jun Wanjie finally realized the despair of Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian.
It was as if he was not facing a single person at all.
But a young emperor!
"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his backward figure, his pupils trembling slightly.
Not only him, but the entire Nantian City was stunned.
Jun Zhanjian was dumbfounded!
He knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not afraid of Jun Wanjie, but he didn't expect it to be such a crushing situation.
"Lord God Son, you are truly invincible..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.
"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.
This is her master, invincible in this world!
"I don't believe it, come again!"
No matter what happens to Jun Wanjie, after all, he has risen from the bottom, and his heart is still more determined than Ye Xingyun.
He obviously couldn't just admit defeat.
Jun Wanjie's body was entwined with thunder, and his arm with broken bones made a crackling sound, and then the arm actually recovered directly.
"It is worthy of the Thunder Tribulation Battle Body. It is rumored that this physique is tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the body is incredibly powerful!"
Seeing Jun Wanjie's restored arm, many monks' eyes flashed.
The Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique, ranked in the top three hundred among the three thousand physiques, has its own uniqueness.
"So what if the body is strong? It wasn't because he was smashed by the god son of the Jun family. It can only be said that compared with the body of the ancient holy body, the thunder tribulation battle body is scum!"
Many female monks curled their lips in disdain.
At this moment, they have long become Jun Xiaoyao's brain-dead fans.
How many young Tianjiao, who are comparable in appearance and strength, are there in the entire barren fairyland?
At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood on the sky, surrounded by thunder and lightning.
He looked at Jun Xiaoyao with no trace of contempt.
"I cultivate the supreme law, and I have a thunder robbery body. I will punish for the sky and control ten thousand thunder tribulations!"
"Eight thunders are forbidden, the god of wild thunder!"
Jun Wanjie screamed in the sky, and billions of thunder lights burst out, intertwined in the void.
Black robbery clouds rolled, as if there was a thunder god manifested, such a scene shook people's hearts.
"Punishment for the sky, ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat.
"In front of the Son of God, he has to bow his head as a minister, not to mention you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered, and he said coldly, with boundless domineering.
He mobilized the golden spirit sea of the ancient sacred body, and the mighty mana surged out, faintly condensing into a golden idol that suppressed the eternity of time and space.
The idol's strength to suppress the prison is driven to the extreme.
At the same time, his left hand evolved the tactics of fighting, swords, spears, swords and halberds, axes and forks, all kinds of divine soldiers condensed out of the void, with a sound of killing that shook the world.
And his right hand, with dragon energy, manifested a lifelike shadow of a real dragon. It was the ancestral dragon nest supernatural power he extracted from the dragon essence, the real dragon trapping the sky.
The two styles came out, the real dragon phantom burst into the sky, crashed into the thunder and lightning gods in the black robbery cloud, the two collided, and the sky collapsed!
Ten thousand kinds of divine soldiers are attacking the king for ten thousand tribulations.
"how come……"
Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was hit.
Even if he defended with all his strength, he was severely impacted, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, breaking his bones and tendons.
Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the devil's wings, the sky is extremely fast, and in an instant, it falls over Jun Wanjie, blessing with divine power, and falling down with one foot, like the foot of a god king.
boom!
A tingling sound came out.
His foot directly stepped on Jun Wanjie's chest.
The two were shaped like falling stars.
Accompanied by a roar.
Jun Wanjie slammed into the ground heavily, but Jun Xiaoyao's feet were still on Jun Wanjie's chest, with one hand behind him.
The jacket is fluttering, not stained with fine dust.
This contrast is so huge that it creates an unreal feeling.
The fifth sequence of the Jun family, at this moment, was stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao, unable to move.
Is Jun Wan Jie weak?
Absolutely not, the power of Fang Caijun Wan Jie is in everyone's eyes.
Then there is only one result left.
It is that Jun Xiaoyao is too strong.
And many people can see that Jun Xiaoyao did not use all his strength at all.
He didn't even use the Supreme Bone and the Eucharist vision.
"Jun Xiaoyao, let go of your feet!" Jun Wanjie's face turned into a pig's liver, and he shouted angrily, unable to keep his calm.
boom!
When Jun Xiaoyao heard the words, he fell heavily again, causing blood to flow from Jun Wanjie's mouth, and his sternum shattered.
"Isn't it bad to be your fifth sequence honestly? It's just that you don't have long eyes." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"I haven't lost yet, just give me time..." Jun Wanjie roared with a grim expression.
"I'm not interested in defeating my opponent, even if I give you 10 years, you can only look at my back in vain until you can't see me in the distance..."
Jun Xiaoyao's words are simply murderous.
Jun Wanjie's face turned red and blue, and he once again spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart. He was so angry that his heart would collapse!
Thank you mr yan billions of fairy dreams, please call the police if you see that I am not used to it, why do you need to explain the evil life, as always, the thoughts before parting, the atmosphere, please love me to death, Zixia Supreme, special, the same demeanor, Yang, Qimo, do Her male god, Xiao He chased Han Xin and other book friends as a reward.
(End of this chapter)
