Chapter 90 The 2 armies confront each other head-on, and the black hand behind the scenes reveals hi
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J Shen
Chapter 90 The two armies confront each other, behind the scenes revealing their true self (fifth more)
Outside the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom, the mighty coalition forces of the three ancient countries attacked again.
It's just that the faces of many sergeants still have a bit of horror left.
After all, the last time, I was already frightened by the four guards of the Jun family's Fenglin Huan.
However, although there was still a sense of fear in the heart, the coalition forces were not too flustered.
Because they also listened to the generals above, this time there will be big men and mysterious forces to help.
Even if the god son of the Jun family came forward, he would not be able to prevent the destruction of the ancient kingdom of Suzaku.
On the side of Suzaku Ancient Country, preparations have already been made.
Tens of thousands of Suzaku ancient sergeants were guarding outside the imperial capital.
Lord Suzaku, Bai Yu'er and others, have also appeared.
"Lord God Son hasn't come yet?" Bai Yu'er asked the attendant beside him.
"Reporting to the princess, the news has already passed, and it is estimated that it will come soon." The attendant said.
"Okay." Bai Yu'er nodded slightly.
Without seeing Jun Xiaoyao, her heart will never be at peace.
On the other side, the coalition of the three ancient kingdoms has approached the imperial capital.
Above the sky, three figures appeared. They were the three kings of Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu.
However, what caught the attention of Lord Suzaku and others was.
In the void behind the three of them, there was an incomparably gorgeous bed carved from gold.
Yes, it is a very large bed.
The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.
There are also gauze curtains on all sides, but it is vague, but you can see many graceful figures in it.
Seeing this scene, the Suzaku King was a little stunned.
Could it be that the mysterious son in the mouth of the Qinglong King is on the bed.
But this is too weird, right? Who would make a bed sacrifice into a magic weapon of the sky?
Lord Suzaku thought of this, but his face suddenly froze.
"No... is that the one?" Suzaku King's heart sank slightly.
If it was what he had guessed, things would be bad.
Even with the support of the god son of the Jun family, it is estimated that it will be extremely troublesome.
"Haha, Lord Vermillion Bird, we meet again." Lord Qinglong chuckled lightly.
This time, he seemed very confident.
"It seems that you guys are still thieves, haven't you suffered enough from the last time?" Lord Suzaku was also very stubborn.
He has the support of the god son of the Jun family behind him, so there is no need to be too afraid of the mysterious son.
At this time, from the golden dragon bed, there was an incomparably cold and arrogant voice.
"Lord Vermilion Bird, this Marquis will give you one last chance, surrender to me, hand over something like that, and..."
The voice paused, and then said.
"Let the princess worship Yu'er and become the concubine of this prince."
The cold and arrogant tone resounded between heaven and earth.
The faces of the people in the Suzaku Ancient Country were flushed with anger.
Lord Vermilion Bird's face was also extremely cold, but his heart sank completely when he heard that the mysterious young man called himself the Marquis.
Nine times out of ten, that one can't be wrong.
However, at this moment.
A more icy and domineering voice sounded from the sky.
"Let the people of this god's son become a concubine, what are you?!"
In the depths of the imperial capital, a golden glow erupted.
It was a mighty and majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot and vacating it.
A peerless figure of Fengshen stood on the chariot, like a god king in white, shaking the universe with power!
And behind him, the four of them, holding swords, led the four guards of Fenglin Volcano, like four torrents that destroyed everything, crushing them!
"The god son of the Jun family is here!"
"That's a top-level immemorial royal creature, a nine-headed lion, actually used to pull a cart!?"
"Four Guardians of Fenglin Volcano are here too!"
The coalition of the three ancient nations suddenly became agitated.
After all, there are still shadows in their hearts.
Not only the four guards of Fenglin and Huoshan, but also Jun Xiaoyao, Slaughtering Immortal Sword Art, killing tens of thousands of sergeants with one sword, it is a devil!
Jun Xiaoyao stands in the sky above the imperial capital.
The arrival of him and the four guards of Fenglin and Huan made the hearts of the people in the ancient Suzaku country calm down.
Bai Yu'er's eyes flashed, revealing joy.
Because what Jun Xiaoyao said was the person of the son of God.
That means that she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Son of God." Lord Suzaku slightly bowed his hands to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.
He did have some guesses, and if he was right, he would be inseparable.
"The son of the Jun family, as rumored, is arrogant and arrogant."
In the golden dragon bed, a cold voice came out.
Jun Xiaoyao's scolding just now made him extremely unhappy, but due to the power of the god son of the Jun family, he did not directly get angry.
"It seems that you are the mastermind behind the three ancient kingdoms." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.
"Black hand? Hehe, this Marquis just wants to subdue some affiliated forces." The voice said.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
This is obviously an excuse.
His purpose was the bronze compass inherited from the four ancient kingdoms.
Conquering the power is just an act of concealment.
And he called himself the Lord of the Lord.
Jun Xiaoyao has almost guessed who he is.
"This goddess doesn't like people hiding their heads and showing their tails in front of me, show up!"
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale, he squeezed the fist mark in his hand, and threw a punch.
His realm at the moment is in the late stage of the Unity Realm, which is far more complete than the previous Divine Bridge Realm.
The same move, the power that burst out, is completely different.
A lifelike golden dragon, wrapped around his fist and blasted out, was the Dragon Fist.
Everyone only heard a dragon roar, and a long golden dragon passed by and bombarded the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao has not yet blessed the power of the idol to suppress the prison, but this punch is enough to shatter the mountain!
"Humph!"
Inside the golden dragon bed, there was a cold snort.
A palm sticks out, the mana sprays thin, as if it instantly turned into thousands of palms, slaps the void, and the space is slightly shaken and overturned.
"Huh? Hunyuan Sanshou... It seems that he is right." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.
He had almost determined the identity of that person before, and now that the supernatural power was displayed, his identity was even more fully revealed.
Rumble!
In the void, the two collided with each other, causing thousands of waves.
Countless people below were dumbfounded.
Is this the battle fluctuation of Tianjiao in the Homeless Realm? Why does it feel as terrifying as a saint?
The violent air waves swept across the four directions, and Jun Xiaoyao remained unshakable.
But the golden dragon bed was shaken back, and the gauze tent was torn apart.
Finally revealed the figure.
Many Mei Ji were directly killed by this shock wave, and fell on the bed.
In the center of the bed, there was a young man wearing a jade crown and a red-gold royal robe.
"Sure enough, it's you, Panwu Shenchao, the champion!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
(End of this chapter)
Outside the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom, the mighty coalition forces of the three ancient countries attacked again.
It's just that the faces of many sergeants still have a bit of horror left.
After all, the last time, I was already frightened by the four guards of the Jun family's Fenglin Huan.
However, although there was still a sense of fear in the heart, the coalition forces were not too flustered.
Because they also listened to the generals above, this time there will be big men and mysterious forces to help.
Even if the god son of the Jun family came forward, he would not be able to prevent the destruction of the ancient kingdom of Suzaku.
On the side of Suzaku Ancient Country, preparations have already been made.
Tens of thousands of Suzaku ancient sergeants were guarding outside the imperial capital.
Lord Suzaku, Bai Yu'er and others, have also appeared.
"Lord God Son hasn't come yet?" Bai Yu'er asked the attendant beside him.
"Reporting to the princess, the news has already passed, and it is estimated that it will come soon." The attendant said.
"Okay." Bai Yu'er nodded slightly.
Without seeing Jun Xiaoyao, her heart will never be at peace.
On the other side, the coalition of the three ancient kingdoms has approached the imperial capital.
Above the sky, three figures appeared. They were the three kings of Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu.
However, what caught the attention of Lord Suzaku and others was.
In the void behind the three of them, there was an incomparably gorgeous bed carved from gold.
Yes, it is a very large bed.
The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.
There are also gauze curtains on all sides, but it is vague, but you can see many graceful figures in it.
Seeing this scene, the Suzaku King was a little stunned.
Could it be that the mysterious son in the mouth of the Qinglong King is on the bed.
But this is too weird, right? Who would make a bed sacrifice into a magic weapon of the sky?
Lord Suzaku thought of this, but his face suddenly froze.
"No... is that the one?" Suzaku King's heart sank slightly.
If it was what he had guessed, things would be bad.
Even with the support of the god son of the Jun family, it is estimated that it will be extremely troublesome.
"Haha, Lord Vermillion Bird, we meet again." Lord Qinglong chuckled lightly.
This time, he seemed very confident.
"It seems that you guys are still thieves, haven't you suffered enough from the last time?" Lord Suzaku was also very stubborn.
He has the support of the god son of the Jun family behind him, so there is no need to be too afraid of the mysterious son.
At this time, from the golden dragon bed, there was an incomparably cold and arrogant voice.
"Lord Vermilion Bird, this Marquis will give you one last chance, surrender to me, hand over something like that, and..."
The voice paused, and then said.
"Let the princess worship Yu'er and become the concubine of this prince."
The cold and arrogant tone resounded between heaven and earth.
The faces of the people in the Suzaku Ancient Country were flushed with anger.
Lord Vermilion Bird's face was also extremely cold, but his heart sank completely when he heard that the mysterious young man called himself the Marquis.
Nine times out of ten, that one can't be wrong.
However, at this moment.
A more icy and domineering voice sounded from the sky.
"Let the people of this god's son become a concubine, what are you?!"
In the depths of the imperial capital, a golden glow erupted.
It was a mighty and majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot and vacating it.
A peerless figure of Fengshen stood on the chariot, like a god king in white, shaking the universe with power!
And behind him, the four of them, holding swords, led the four guards of Fenglin Volcano, like four torrents that destroyed everything, crushing them!
"The god son of the Jun family is here!"
"That's a top-level immemorial royal creature, a nine-headed lion, actually used to pull a cart!?"
"Four Guardians of Fenglin Volcano are here too!"
The coalition of the three ancient nations suddenly became agitated.
After all, there are still shadows in their hearts.
Not only the four guards of Fenglin and Huoshan, but also Jun Xiaoyao, Slaughtering Immortal Sword Art, killing tens of thousands of sergeants with one sword, it is a devil!
Jun Xiaoyao stands in the sky above the imperial capital.
The arrival of him and the four guards of Fenglin and Huan made the hearts of the people in the ancient Suzaku country calm down.
Bai Yu'er's eyes flashed, revealing joy.
Because what Jun Xiaoyao said was the person of the son of God.
That means that she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Son of God." Lord Suzaku slightly bowed his hands to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.
He did have some guesses, and if he was right, he would be inseparable.
"The son of the Jun family, as rumored, is arrogant and arrogant."
In the golden dragon bed, a cold voice came out.
Jun Xiaoyao's scolding just now made him extremely unhappy, but due to the power of the god son of the Jun family, he did not directly get angry.
"It seems that you are the mastermind behind the three ancient kingdoms." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.
"Black hand? Hehe, this Marquis just wants to subdue some affiliated forces." The voice said.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
This is obviously an excuse.
His purpose was the bronze compass inherited from the four ancient kingdoms.
Conquering the power is just an act of concealment.
And he called himself the Lord of the Lord.
Jun Xiaoyao has almost guessed who he is.
"This goddess doesn't like people hiding their heads and showing their tails in front of me, show up!"
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale, he squeezed the fist mark in his hand, and threw a punch.
His realm at the moment is in the late stage of the Unity Realm, which is far more complete than the previous Divine Bridge Realm.
The same move, the power that burst out, is completely different.
A lifelike golden dragon, wrapped around his fist and blasted out, was the Dragon Fist.
Everyone only heard a dragon roar, and a long golden dragon passed by and bombarded the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao has not yet blessed the power of the idol to suppress the prison, but this punch is enough to shatter the mountain!
"Humph!"
Inside the golden dragon bed, there was a cold snort.
A palm sticks out, the mana sprays thin, as if it instantly turned into thousands of palms, slaps the void, and the space is slightly shaken and overturned.
"Huh? Hunyuan Sanshou... It seems that he is right." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.
He had almost determined the identity of that person before, and now that the supernatural power was displayed, his identity was even more fully revealed.
Rumble!
In the void, the two collided with each other, causing thousands of waves.
Countless people below were dumbfounded.
Is this the battle fluctuation of Tianjiao in the Homeless Realm? Why does it feel as terrifying as a saint?
The violent air waves swept across the four directions, and Jun Xiaoyao remained unshakable.
But the golden dragon bed was shaken back, and the gauze tent was torn apart.
Finally revealed the figure.
Many Mei Ji were directly killed by this shock wave, and fell on the bed.
In the center of the bed, there was a young man wearing a jade crown and a red-gold royal robe.
"Sure enough, it's you, Panwu Shenchao, the champion!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
(End of this chapter)
