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Chapter 508

Words:2104Update:22/06/26 09:43:42

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As soon as Jun Xiaoyao said that, the world fell silent, and the universe fell silent.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been stripped of all sound at this moment. It was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

What did they just hear?

Jun Xiaoyao wanted to defeat the three immortal forces by himself?

Everyone thought that they were hallucinating.

Otherwise, the Son Of God of the Jun family had gone mad.

Everyone could see the current situation.

The Jun family was able to resist the four Archean royalty forces, but it was difficult for them to divert more forces to deal with the three immortal forces.

"Lord Son Of God..."

Many prides and princesses of the forces who were watching the battle from the periphery were also worried for Jun Xiaoyao.

The princess of the Great Shang Dynasty and other admirers were praying for Jun Xiaoyao in their hearts.

At this moment, almost everyone in the Huangtian Mystic Realm was looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

Even the battle between the Great Ancestors in the starry sky was not as exciting as Jun Xiaoyao fighting the three immortal forces by himself.

Everyone wanted to know if Jun Xiaoyao had really gone mad, or if he had something to rely on.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, even Wang Yuanba thought that he had heard wrong for a moment.

Wang Yuanba said coldly, "You brat, have you lost your mind?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Wang Yuanba indifferently and said, "I killed Wang Teng."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuanba's body trembled, and a terrifying murderous intent that was enough to change the color of the world burst out.

Under such a shocking murderous intent, an ordinary Saint would have gone limp and his mind would have collapsed.

However, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was calm. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his expression would not change.

"You little bastard, you are courting death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand and was about to suppress Jun Xiaoyao with his palm.

However, in Jun Xiaoyao's spatial power item, a protective talisman lit up. It was Jun Wuhui's protective talisman.

Boundless light surged like a tide.

Vaguely, a blurry figure that stood in the nine heavens and ten earths appeared and pointed at Wang Yuanba.

Pfftt!

Wang Yuanba's entire body flew out as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His shoulder was pierced through, leaving behind a large bloody hole.

"Hmm... that figure is..."

"The White-robed Divine King Jun Wuhui!"

Countless gasps could be heard from all directions. Many people felt goosebumps rising on their skin.

"It's no wonder that the Jun's Son of God's protective talisman is so. It's because he has the protective talisman."

"With this amulet, it's really impossible to kill the divine child of the Jun family in a second."

"You!" Wang Yuanba wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression was even more furious.

At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The White-robed Divine king was the Divine king's Of Wuhui

Even if Jun Wuhui was unable to participate in the Battle of the Immortals for some reason, it didn't mean that he was no longer a threat.

"Kid, is this what you're relying on? If that's all, then you're really naive," the sacred leader of the Sacred Sect said indifferently.

He sat high on the golden throne, as if he was a god worshipped by all.

The White-robed Divine King Jun Wuhui was powerful, but it was only a protective talisman after all.

Once the energy in it was used up, it would be useless.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao was indeed naive to think that a protective talisman would be able to act arrogantly in front of the three immortal forces.

"I, the Son Of God, just want to say that the three immortal forces are all useless. What else can you do other than bully the weak?"

"No one in the younger generation is a match for me, the Son Of God. Now, I, the Son Of God, am standing right here. Is there any saint among the three forces who can kill me, the Son Of God?"

Jun Xiaoyao flung his sleeves, his tone cold and disdainful.

His words directly stepped on the minefield of the three forces.

Wang Yuanba's face was ferocious. Jun Xiaoyao was dancing on the tip of a knife.

However, no one could refute his words, because it was the truth.

The sacred leader's face also darkened slightly.

The sons and saintesses of the sacred sect were ashamed, but they had all died tragically in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the Palace of the Fallen God, it was filled with murderous intent.

The Fallen Son Of God, the Dark Son Of God, and the Underworld Prince had all died in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

He had almost cut off all the younger generation of the Palace of the Fallen God.

"This person is too arrogant, let me kill him!"

A middle-aged saint from the Wang Family couldn't help but step out.

He could be considered a rather famous genius of the Wang Clan. After spending 800 years, he had become a Saint.

Although eight hundred years was a long time, it was considered very young for a saint.

Of course, compared to Jun Xiaoyao, the 18-year-old saint, he was nothing.

"Kid, I'll kill you!"

The saint of the Wang Family shouted coldly, took out a heavenly knife, and swept it towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao was not afraid of a saint of the same level.

He activated the power of a hundred thousand divine elephants, and the true body of the Primordial Divine Elephant appeared.

Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with his palm, and the true body of the Primordial Divine Elephant crushed down from the sky, shattering the void like a piece of paper.

The saint of the Wang Family was shocked, and he didn't even have the chance to struggle before his body exploded into a ball of blood, and even his primordial spirit was shattered.

"That's it?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

How dare he challenge him?

"Kid, don't be so arrogant!"

The second saint of the Wang Family attacked again, but he was still killed by Jun Xiaoyao in three rounds.

The corner of Wang Yuanba's eyes twitched.

He wasn't sad about the saint's death, but he was angry.

None of the saints of the Wang Family could deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let me do it!"

A saint of the Sacred Sect also attacked.

He chanted scriptures, and golden ancient characters appeared one after another, like golden mountains, pressing down on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent. With a flick of his finger, the sword qi of the Immortal Slayer Sword Chant shot out, as if it could cut through the stars.

The golden ancient characters were all shattered by the sword qi.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the air and instantly appeared in front of the saint of the Sacred Sect, then punched him hard!

The void shattered, and the spatial turbulence shook.

The saint's body and primordial spirit were annihilated at the same time, and they were sucked into the dark spatial turbulence.

The saints of the three immortal forces were all terrified, and they had goosebumps on their backs. They didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to be so powerful.

"As expected of a saint who has survived the Supreme Tribulation …" The many forces watching from the outside of the Emperor State exclaimed in their hearts.

Jun Xiaoyao was an invincible saint.

If such a ferocious person stepped onto the Emperor's Road, how could the other sky-prides stand a chance?

"Why? Is there no one else from the three forces?"

Jun Xiaoyao put one hand behind his back as he looked at the terrified gazes.

After killing a few saints, his white robe was still spotless, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

However, the more he was like this, the more terrifying it was.

Seeing the extreme fear in the eyes of the saints of the three forces, Jun Xiaoyao sighed and shook his head slightly.

"How about this? I, the Son Of God, will take a step back. Any saint of the three forces can fight, and I, the Son Of God, will not rely on external forces."

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, everyone stopped breathing, and their hearts seemed to have skipped a beat.

Was Jun Xiaoyao going to fight all the saints of the three immortal forces alone?!

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