Chapter 508 Jun Xiaoyao is invincible in the holy land, and one person challenges all the saints of
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J Shen
Chapter 508 Jun Xiaoyao is invincible in the holy land, and he can challenge all the saints of the three immortal forces with one person! (fifth more)
After Jun Xiaoyao said a word, the world was silent, and the universe was dead.
The entire roaring battlefield seemed to be pulled away from all sounds at this moment, and a needle could be heard in silence.
What did they hear?
Jun Xiaoyao alone wants to defeat the three immortal forces?
Everyone thought they were hallucinating.
Otherwise, the god son of the Jun family is crazy.
Everyone is seeing the current situation.
The Jun family was able to resist the four great ancient royal forces, but it was difficult to separate more forces to deal with the three immortal forces.
"Master Son of God..."
The princesses and many powerful girls who were watching the battle outside were also deeply sweating for Jun Xiaoyao.
Princess Dashang and other admirers even prayed for Jun Xiaoyao in their hearts.
At this moment, almost all eyes in the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm are on Jun Xiaoyao's side.
Even the battle of the supreme ancestors above the starry sky was not as exciting as Jun Xiaoyao's single-handed defense against the three immortal forces at the moment.
Everyone wanted to know if Jun Xiaoyao was really crazy, or if he had something to rely on.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, even Wang Yuanba thought for a moment that he had heard wrongly.
Wang Yuanba said in a cold voice: "You boy, have you become insane?"
Jun Xiaoyao turned his gaze to Wang Yuanba lightly, and said, "Wang Teng, I killed it."
As soon as these words fell, Wang Yuanba's body shook, and a terrifying murderous intent that could change the world's color erupted.
Ordinary saints, under this astonishing killing intent, would be paralyzed and their Dao heart collapsed.
But Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his face was calm, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression.
"Little beast, you are courting death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand, and wanted to suppress Xiang Jun Xiaoyao with a single palm.
However, inside the Magical Artifact of Jun Xiaoyao Space, an amulet lit up, it was Jun Wuhui's amulet.
The vast light surges like a tide.
Indistinctly, a vague figure standing tall in the nine heavens and ten places emerged, pointing out with one finger.
puff!
Wang Yuanba's whole body flew upside down, vomiting blood from his mouth, and a big bloody hole was pierced through his shoulder.
"Hmm... That figure is..."
"White-clothed god king has no regrets!"
From all directions, there were countless inhalation sounds, and many people had goosebumps.
"It's no wonder that the god son of the Jun family has no fear, and the three armies don't change their colors in front of the formation. It turns out that there is an amulet bestowed by the god king in white."
"With this amulet, it is really impossible to instantly kill the god son of the Jun family."
"You!" Wang Yuanba wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression became even more furious.
At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The name of the white-clothed god king has long spread throughout the entire Huangtian Immortal Territory.
Even if for some reason, Jun Wuhui was unable to participate in this immortal battle, it did not mean that his deterrent power was no longer there.
"Boy, is this your reliance? If that's the case, then you are indeed naive." On the side of Shengjiao, the leader of Shengjiao said indifferently.
He sits high on the golden throne, like a supreme god worshiped by all spirits.
Although the white-clothed god Wang Jun Wuhui is strong, it is just a talisman after all.
When the energy in it is used up, it is useless.
So Jun Xiaoyao expects to shout in front of their three immortal forces with a piece of amulet, which indeed seems a bit naive and ridiculous.
"I just want to say that your three immortal forces are all trash, what else can you do other than bullying the small with the big."
"No one in the younger generation is the opponent of the Son of God. Now, the Son of God is standing here. Among the three major forces, is there a saint who can kill the Son of God?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, his tone indifferent and disdainful.
This remark directly stepped on the minefield of the three major forces.
Wang Yuanba's face was ferocious, and Jun Xiaoyao was dancing on the tip of a knife.
However... this statement really cannot be refuted, because it is indeed true.
The face of the holy leader also sank slightly.
Both the Holy Godson and the Holy Maiden Himiko died tragically at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.
As for the Fallen God Palace, it is even more murderous.
The fallen god son, the dark god son, and the underworld god prince all died in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.
He almost cut off the younger generation of the Fallen God Palace.
"This person is too arrogant, let me kill him!"
In the royal team, a middle-aged saint could not help but step forward.
He can also be regarded as a well-known genius in the Wang family. It took 800 years to achieve the realm of a saint.
Don't look at 800 years as a long time, but for the realm of saints, it is already very young.
Of course, compared to a saint like Jun Xiaoyao, he's not even a fart.
"Boy, I'll kill you!"
The sage of the Wang family sneered, and took out a heavenly sword, and swept it at Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao has no fear in dealing with saints of the same rank.
He mobilized the power of one hundred thousand gods, and the real body of the ancient gods manifested.
Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with one palm, and the real body of the ancient god elephant was crushed down in the air, and the void was shattered like paper.
The sage of the Wang family looked horrified, and didn't even have a chance to struggle. His body exploded and he was shaken into a ball of blood foam, even his soul was shattered.
"That's it?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.
Is it too embarrassing to come out and call out?
"Boy, don't be crazy!"
The second sage of the Wang Family made another move, but was still beheaded by Jun Xiaoyao after only three rounds.
The corners of Wang Yuanba's eyes were twitching.
He didn't feel sorry for the saint's fall, but was angry.
Looking at all the saints in his Wang family, none of them can deal with Jun Xiaoyao.
"let me!"
On the other side of the holy religion, there were also saints who made a move.
He recited the scriptures, and golden ancient characters emerged one after another, like golden mountains, coming to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent, and with the snap of his fingers, the sword energy of the Immortal Killing Sword Art burst out, as if it could cut down all the stars outside the sky.
Those ancient golden characters were chopped to pieces by the sword energy.
Jun Xiaoyao walked in the air, flashed in front of the saint of the Holy Cult in an instant, and then punched him hard!
The void is shattered, and the space is turbulent.
That saint, his body and soul were annihilated at the same time, and he was sucked into the turbulent flow of the pitch-black space.
The saints of the three immortal forces present were all terrified, their backs trembling, and they never thought that Jun Xiaoyao would be so strong.
"As expected of a saint who has survived the Supreme Tribulation..." Those many forces who watched from outside the Huangzhou sighed in their hearts.
Jun Xiaoyao is simply an invincible saint.
If such a fierce person is walking on the road of God, how can there be other arrogance?
"Why, are there no one from the three major forces?"
Looking at those fearful eyes, Jun Xiaoyao put one hand behind his back.
He casually killed several saints, his white clothes were still spotless, and there was a faint smile on his mouth.
But the more this is the case, the more frightening it is.
Seeing the extreme fear and fear in the eyes of the saints of the three major forces, Jun Xiaoyao sighed and shook his head slightly.
"How about this, my Son of God takes a step back, the three major forces, any saint can take action, and my Son of God will never resort to external forces."
After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, everyone stopped breathing, and their hearts seemed to miss a beat.
This is Jun Xiaoyao, who wants to single out all the saints of the three immortal forces! ?
It's a new month, and I will continue to ask for recommendations and monthly tickets at the fifth watch! ! !
(End of this chapter)
After Jun Xiaoyao said a word, the world was silent, and the universe was dead.
The entire roaring battlefield seemed to be pulled away from all sounds at this moment, and a needle could be heard in silence.
What did they hear?
Jun Xiaoyao alone wants to defeat the three immortal forces?
Everyone thought they were hallucinating.
Otherwise, the god son of the Jun family is crazy.
Everyone is seeing the current situation.
The Jun family was able to resist the four great ancient royal forces, but it was difficult to separate more forces to deal with the three immortal forces.
"Master Son of God..."
The princesses and many powerful girls who were watching the battle outside were also deeply sweating for Jun Xiaoyao.
Princess Dashang and other admirers even prayed for Jun Xiaoyao in their hearts.
At this moment, almost all eyes in the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm are on Jun Xiaoyao's side.
Even the battle of the supreme ancestors above the starry sky was not as exciting as Jun Xiaoyao's single-handed defense against the three immortal forces at the moment.
Everyone wanted to know if Jun Xiaoyao was really crazy, or if he had something to rely on.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, even Wang Yuanba thought for a moment that he had heard wrongly.
Wang Yuanba said in a cold voice: "You boy, have you become insane?"
Jun Xiaoyao turned his gaze to Wang Yuanba lightly, and said, "Wang Teng, I killed it."
As soon as these words fell, Wang Yuanba's body shook, and a terrifying murderous intent that could change the world's color erupted.
Ordinary saints, under this astonishing killing intent, would be paralyzed and their Dao heart collapsed.
But Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his face was calm, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression.
"Little beast, you are courting death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand, and wanted to suppress Xiang Jun Xiaoyao with a single palm.
However, inside the Magical Artifact of Jun Xiaoyao Space, an amulet lit up, it was Jun Wuhui's amulet.
The vast light surges like a tide.
Indistinctly, a vague figure standing tall in the nine heavens and ten places emerged, pointing out with one finger.
puff!
Wang Yuanba's whole body flew upside down, vomiting blood from his mouth, and a big bloody hole was pierced through his shoulder.
"Hmm... That figure is..."
"White-clothed god king has no regrets!"
From all directions, there were countless inhalation sounds, and many people had goosebumps.
"It's no wonder that the god son of the Jun family has no fear, and the three armies don't change their colors in front of the formation. It turns out that there is an amulet bestowed by the god king in white."
"With this amulet, it is really impossible to instantly kill the god son of the Jun family."
"You!" Wang Yuanba wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression became even more furious.
At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The name of the white-clothed god king has long spread throughout the entire Huangtian Immortal Territory.
Even if for some reason, Jun Wuhui was unable to participate in this immortal battle, it did not mean that his deterrent power was no longer there.
"Boy, is this your reliance? If that's the case, then you are indeed naive." On the side of Shengjiao, the leader of Shengjiao said indifferently.
He sits high on the golden throne, like a supreme god worshiped by all spirits.
Although the white-clothed god Wang Jun Wuhui is strong, it is just a talisman after all.
When the energy in it is used up, it is useless.
So Jun Xiaoyao expects to shout in front of their three immortal forces with a piece of amulet, which indeed seems a bit naive and ridiculous.
"I just want to say that your three immortal forces are all trash, what else can you do other than bullying the small with the big."
"No one in the younger generation is the opponent of the Son of God. Now, the Son of God is standing here. Among the three major forces, is there a saint who can kill the Son of God?"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, his tone indifferent and disdainful.
This remark directly stepped on the minefield of the three major forces.
Wang Yuanba's face was ferocious, and Jun Xiaoyao was dancing on the tip of a knife.
However... this statement really cannot be refuted, because it is indeed true.
The face of the holy leader also sank slightly.
Both the Holy Godson and the Holy Maiden Himiko died tragically at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.
As for the Fallen God Palace, it is even more murderous.
The fallen god son, the dark god son, and the underworld god prince all died in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.
He almost cut off the younger generation of the Fallen God Palace.
"This person is too arrogant, let me kill him!"
In the royal team, a middle-aged saint could not help but step forward.
He can also be regarded as a well-known genius in the Wang family. It took 800 years to achieve the realm of a saint.
Don't look at 800 years as a long time, but for the realm of saints, it is already very young.
Of course, compared to a saint like Jun Xiaoyao, he's not even a fart.
"Boy, I'll kill you!"
The sage of the Wang family sneered, and took out a heavenly sword, and swept it at Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao has no fear in dealing with saints of the same rank.
He mobilized the power of one hundred thousand gods, and the real body of the ancient gods manifested.
Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with one palm, and the real body of the ancient god elephant was crushed down in the air, and the void was shattered like paper.
The sage of the Wang family looked horrified, and didn't even have a chance to struggle. His body exploded and he was shaken into a ball of blood foam, even his soul was shattered.
"That's it?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.
Is it too embarrassing to come out and call out?
"Boy, don't be crazy!"
The second sage of the Wang Family made another move, but was still beheaded by Jun Xiaoyao after only three rounds.
The corners of Wang Yuanba's eyes were twitching.
He didn't feel sorry for the saint's fall, but was angry.
Looking at all the saints in his Wang family, none of them can deal with Jun Xiaoyao.
"let me!"
On the other side of the holy religion, there were also saints who made a move.
He recited the scriptures, and golden ancient characters emerged one after another, like golden mountains, coming to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent, and with the snap of his fingers, the sword energy of the Immortal Killing Sword Art burst out, as if it could cut down all the stars outside the sky.
Those ancient golden characters were chopped to pieces by the sword energy.
Jun Xiaoyao walked in the air, flashed in front of the saint of the Holy Cult in an instant, and then punched him hard!
The void is shattered, and the space is turbulent.
That saint, his body and soul were annihilated at the same time, and he was sucked into the turbulent flow of the pitch-black space.
The saints of the three immortal forces present were all terrified, their backs trembling, and they never thought that Jun Xiaoyao would be so strong.
"As expected of a saint who has survived the Supreme Tribulation..." Those many forces who watched from outside the Huangzhou sighed in their hearts.
Jun Xiaoyao is simply an invincible saint.
If such a fierce person is walking on the road of God, how can there be other arrogance?
"Why, are there no one from the three major forces?"
Looking at those fearful eyes, Jun Xiaoyao put one hand behind his back.
He casually killed several saints, his white clothes were still spotless, and there was a faint smile on his mouth.
But the more this is the case, the more frightening it is.
Seeing the extreme fear and fear in the eyes of the saints of the three major forces, Jun Xiaoyao sighed and shook his head slightly.
"How about this, my Son of God takes a step back, the three major forces, any saint can take action, and my Son of God will never resort to external forces."
After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, everyone stopped breathing, and their hearts seemed to miss a beat.
This is Jun Xiaoyao, who wants to single out all the saints of the three immortal forces! ?
It's a new month, and I will continue to ask for recommendations and monthly tickets at the fifth watch! ! !
(End of this chapter)
