Chapter 601
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"Tsk tsk, who's that guy? He's so unlucky to be caught in the crossfire."
"The Eight Immemorial Royal Small Saints are all sky-prides on the Giant Leaderboard. If the eight of them join forces, they can even fight against outlawed sky-prides."
"I've heard that the Eight Small Saints seem to have some kind of relationship and cooperation with the Sun God Mountain."
"No wonder the Eight Small Saints are more arrogant than before. They're connected to the Sun God Mountain." Some sky-prides came to a realization.
The Sun God Mountain was one of the top Archean royalty in the Xuantian Immortal Realm and one of the Immortal Overlords.
They once started the Immortal War and destroyed the Yi Clan. Now, they were besieging the Moon God Palace. They were extremely arrogant and overbearing.
The Ten Golden Crows of the Divine Mountain were even more famous in the Ancient Road of Ultimate. They were known as the Ten Blazing Suns, and there were more than one outlawed sky-prides among them.
Some of the sky-prides of the Xuantian Immortal Realm looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a hint of pity in their eyes.
Being targeted by the Eight Small Saints meant that death was the only outcome.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's face was cold as he looked at the man who was about to kill him.
Jun Xiaoyao did not cause trouble, but it did not mean that he was afraid of trouble.
Jun Xiaoyao could give up if he wanted to!
However, he could not let others ask him to leave!
"Young man, your path is too narrow …" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head calmly. His eyes were indifferent as if he was looking at an ant.
He did not want to get involved, but someone had a death wish.
Jun Xiaoyao pointed his finger. Lightning wrapped around it and gathered between his fingers.
It was as if the ancient Thunder Emperor's finger had broken through time and space!
The incomparably thick giant finger wrapped in lightning pointed straight at the burly man.
Boom!
The man's arm exploded, and his flesh and blood splattered everywhere!
"Argh!"
The man let out a scream and spat out blood. His entire body was torn apart as if he was about to be torn apart by the lightning.
His face was filled with horror, and he was so shocked that his soul was trembling!
He did not expect this mysterious man who was passing by to have such terrifying strength!
He urged the power of blood and Qi in an attempt to restore his physical body.
However, the destructive power of the lightning was too explosive and could not heal him at all.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, the burly man revealed his true form. Shockingly, it was a ferocious black bear.
"This … how is this possible?"
What about the surrounding cultivators who were originally watching the show?
At this moment, all of them were dumbfounded and their eyes were wide open.
His mouth was wide open.
Each of the Eight Small Saints of the Far Ancient Royal Family was a famous existence on the Hegemon Ranking.
Any one of them?
Facing an outlawed sky-pride?
Even if it was only a few dozen to a hundred moves, it would still be enough.
But now, it couldn't withstand a single finger from the white-robed figure!
Lu Renjia, who was standing aside, was also stunned.
Did he know that Jun Xiaoyao was very strong?
Unfathomable.
But he didn't expect him to be this strong.
Just one finger?
The Black Bear Spirit, Xiong Batian, one of the Eight Small Saints, was forced out of his true form.
In front of him, the petite figure that was originally fleeing in panic?
She also stopped in her tracks. Her ruby-like eyes were filled with shock and joy as she looked back.
"How dare you!"
"You're courting death!"
"Who are you?"
The other three of the Eight Little Saints snapped furiously after collecting their thoughts.
"The Tiangou Clan?
The Ghostly Flood Dragon Ridge?
And the Yellow Wind Cave's Small Saints, "some of the sky-prides said with a trembling voice.
Eight Small Saints?
They were from the eight top Far Ancient Royal Families.
The severely injured Xiong Batian?
They were the overlords of the Black Wind Mountain.
The remaining three were from the Tiangou Clan, the Ghostly Flood Dragon Ridge, and the Yellow Wind Cave.
As for the other four of the Eight Small Saints, they weren't here.
"I didn't want to cause trouble, but all of you wanted to die. The road is narrow …" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was cold.
He slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Boom!
The lightning energy on Xiong Batian's body surged violently. He let out a heart-wrenching roar of terror. His entire robust beast body was torn apart by the lightning.
Blood and bones splattered everywhere, exploding into balls of blood.
One of the Eight Small Saints had fallen!
"This …"
When the sky-prides saw this, they subconsciously took a step back. Their hair stood on their backs.
Who is this young man shrouded in Immortal Will? How could he be so terrifying? His methods were strange and powerful.
One of the Eight Small Saints couldn't even resist in front of him!
"Batian!"
"Damn it! Let's attack together and kill him!"
The remaining three Small Saints roared at the same time.
A terrifying beast shadow appeared behind the sky-prides of the Tiangou Clan. It was a Tiangou. Its body filled the starry sky as if it was going to swallow the moon.
It was rumored that the ancestor of the Tiangou Clan had the ability to swallow the moon.
The sky-prides of the Ghostly Flood Dragon Ridge was a man wearing a pitch-black flood dragon armor.
He held a pitch-black spear in his hand and pierced it towards Jun Xiaoyao. It was as if he had turned into a black flood dragon, roaring and roaring.
The remaining sky-prides of the Yellow Wind Cave were in the form of weasels. He used his Dharmic powers and yellow sand filled the sky. If an ordinary Saint fell into it, his body would be ground into a pile of bones and blood!
The three Small Saints attacked at the same time. The energy waves caused by the attack shocked everyone.
Suddenly, many people's gazes fell on this place.
"Oh my god." Lu Renjia was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
If he was alone, he would have already become a dead soul in the hands of the eight Minor Saints.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression did not change in the face of the three giant sky-prides. He stood with his hands behind his back and his aura was calm.
"What's going on? Why is that person not moving at all?"
"Is he scared out of his wits?"
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao standing with his hands behind his back, many of the sky-prides around him were shocked.
"Young Master!" Lu Renjia shouted. However, Jun Xiaoyao did not respond.
In the next moment, the attacks of the three Small Saints were all directed at Jun Xiaoyao.
"Heh, I thought you had some skills. It turns out that you are too scared to move," the three Small Saints said coldly.
However, the sneers on their faces froze in the next moment.
However, all the offensive spells disappeared like snow melting in spring when they got close to the figure.
It was as if …
It was as if they had never existed.
"How is this possible?" The three Small Saints' minds buzzed.
Of course, they would never have thought that this was the legendary and extremely rare Dharmic Immunity.
"How can they call themselves the Eight Small Saints?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He couldn't be bothered to fight with these ants.
He could use them as punching bags and test subjects to test the Dharmic Powers that he had obtained from signing in.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hands. A terrifying aura was brewing.
Vast light surged in one of his hands, and demonic light gathered in the other.
One of his hands controlled life, and the other controlled death.
The power of life and death gathered in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
It was the supreme Dharmic Wheel of Life and Death!
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was like a supreme Divine King who controlled life and death. His aura shook the surroundings and shattered the stars.
"If I want you to live, you will live. If I want you to die, you will die!"
Jun Xiaoyao first struck out with the Vast Light. The bodies of the three Small Saints were pulled toward Jun Xiaoyao uncontrollably.
Then, Jun Xiaoyao struck out with the Death Light.
The power to exterminate life burst out from his hands.
It was as if it could destroy billions of lives.
The three Small Saints roared angrily. They exerted all their Dharmic powers and struggled desperately.
"We are here on the orders of the Ten Princes Of Jinwu to hunt down the remnants of the evil. How dare you attack us!"
"Brother Nine-Headed Bug and the others won't let you go either!"
Sensing that they were about to die, the three Small Saints were terrified.
They would never have thought that they would kick an iron plate one day.
"You are all trash!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold and disdainful.
He put his palms together. The power of life and death exploded in an instant.
The bodies of the three Small Saints exploded at the same time. Then, they collapsed into three balls of flesh and blood.
Even their Primordial Spirits were strangled!
The Wheel of Life and Death was so domineering!
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