All the sounds in the world seemed to have been sucked away.
Everyone opened their mouths silently, but no sound came out.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands had grabbed their throats, preventing them from making a sound.
Prince Mo Jie, one of the Seven Minor Thearchs, had been pierced through by the God's Weeping Halberd.
He had been nailed to death on War God Mountain!
The impact and shock made many people's hearts churn, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Everyone's gazes once again fell upon the white-haired man in snow-white robes.
"Could it be that he was confident that he could kill Prince Mo Jie? Is that why he was so calm?"
Many people felt a chill in their hearts when they thought of this. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down their spines.
This man was too powerful and too terrifying.
He had nailed Prince Mo Jie to death on War God Mountain with a halberd. Who could be so domineering and bold?
Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.
As early as when Prince Mo Jie issued the challenge, his fate had already been decided.
It was Prince Mo Jie's fault for running into the muzzle of the gun.
Jun Xiaoyao needed to make a big scene.
And if the Seven Minor Thearchs of the Foreign Domain grew up, they would definitely be a disaster for the Deity Region in the future.
Jun Xiaoyao could kill one of them in advance. It was also a gain for him.
Jun Xiaoyao walked in front of Prince Mo Jie.
Many blood lines appeared on the body of the God's Weeping Halberd and pierced into Prince Mo Jie's dead body, sucking his essence dry.
Jun Xiaoyao slowly pulled out the God's Weeping Halberd.
It shook slightly.
Blood and flesh scattered.
Jun Xiaoyao stood on the top of War God Mountain and looked around.
Prince Bi An, Li Jiuyi, Pu Yao and the others lowered their heads slightly, not daring to look at Jun Xiaoyao.
The other disciples of War God Academy also lowered their heads.
As for Tushan Wanwan, Tushan Chunchun and Su Hongyi, their eyes were bright and filled with admiration.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who could suppress everyone with his gaze, Mu Lao also sighed deeply.
The Chaotic Body had just formed!
"I'll give anyone the right to challenge me, but …"
"I can't guarantee your lives!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice was faint, but it spread throughout the vast expanse of heaven and earth.
When everyone heard this, they were first shocked, then they gasped in awe!
The foreign side worshipped the strong, martial strength was supreme.
Jun Xiaoyao's performance had undoubtedly won over everyone present!
One could well imagine that after this battle, Jun Xiaoyao's reputation would reach the peak of the foreign side!
Even the other Seven Minor Emperors would pale in comparison to Jun Xiaoyao.
If they were to find out that the person they worshipped was actually someone from the immortal realms, they would definitely be shocked.
At that time, it would definitely topple the three views of all foreign creatures.
Of course, that was a story for another day.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao held the God's Weeping Halberd in his hand. His white hair danced in the wind, and his temperament was peerless.
He did not relax in the slightest because he knew that things were not over yet.
Prince Mo Jie had misjudged his strength and the power of the God's Weeping Halberd.
That was why he had died in vain.
However, it was clear that the Mojie Imperial Clan behind him would not give up.
"Little friend is still too impulsive …" Elder Mu frowned deeply.
Jun Xiaoyao's performance was shocking.
However, his actions were a little impulsive.
Rumble!
Heaven and earth shook, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed.
Unparalleled killing intent surged.
That was the anger of the Mojie Imperial Clan's great figures.
They also did not expect that their prince would be instantly killed in one move.
Because it was too sudden, they did not even have time to prepare.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
In the endless void, a blurry figure appeared, emitting a quasi-immortal aura. It was terrifying beyond compare.
That was a quasi-immortal from the Mojie Imperial Clan. He was projected in the void, emitting a monstrous anger.
Who would have thought that the battle on War God Mountain would cause Prince Mo Jie to lose his life?
A large hand pressed down, and endless runes fell down like a waterfall, crushing the void and messing up space.
The anger of a quasi-immortal shook heaven and earth!
"Sir, please wait. This is War God Academy!"
Elder Mu's eyelids twitched as he exclaimed.
Although Jun Xiaoyao killed Prince Mo Jie, he had a chaotic body and was a quasi-wargod conferred by War God Academy.
Not to mention now, Jun Xiaoyao even pulled out the God's Tear Battle Halberd. He could be said to be the successor of the first generation War God.
If he was killed by the quasi-immortal of the Mojie Imperial Clan, the loss would be immeasurable.
Facing the pressure of a quasi-immortal, Jun Xiaoyao's white hair fluttered, and his white robe fluttered. With the God's Tear Battle Halberd in his hand, his expression was as calm as water.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao was so decisive and killed Prince Mo Jie was because …
Other than being one of the Seven Little Emperors, there was another reason.
It was because Jun Xiaoyao was gambling.
He was gambling on how Luo Xiangling would react.
Would he be willing to support him and fight for him?
Rumble!
The quasi-immortal's hand of law pressed down.
At this moment, billions of runes surged out from the void like a tidal wave and collided with the Hand of the Laws.
"Hmm?"
The quasi-immortal of the Mojie Imperial Clan snorted.
A peerlessly beautiful figure appeared in the sky.
She wore a plain gauze overcoat and a smoky long skirt.
Her clothes fluttered, and her long blue hair fluttered in the wind.
Her exquisite and beautiful facial features were a work of art.
Her snow-white skin was as gentle as mutton fat jade.
She was tall, with a slim waist. Her beautiful legs were straight and slender under her skirt.
She looked like the Goddess of Luo, the Goddess of River and Luo.
Light rain swirled around her, accentuating her beauty.
All the male sky-prides were stunned.
"It's King Luo!"
"Is this King Luo? She's too beautiful."
Many people exclaimed in shock. They were all stunned.
Not to mention the male sky-prides, even the female sky-prides couldn't help but be stunned.
For many people, this was the first time they saw Luo Xiangling.
After all, she was famous for keeping a low profile and rarely walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Seeing Luo Xiangling come, Elder Mu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
At least Luo Xiangling wouldn't watch Jun Xiaoyao get into trouble.
After all, their relationship …
"King Luo, what's the meaning of this?"
In the void, the quasi-immortal projection of the Mojie Monarch Clan asked coldly.
Luo Xiangling's eyes were sparkling, but it was only limited to when she looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, she raised her head. Her swan-like snow-white neck was like jade.
Her eyes were like a biting cold wind.
"Xiaoyao is under my protection!"
Her voice was like a clear waterfall, but her words were more domineering than a man's.
All the living beings around War God Mountain widened their eyes. Their mouths were open so wide that an egg could be stuffed in.
Luo Xiangling usually interacted with Jun Xiaoyao and didn't put on the airs of an expert.
However, if she was serious, she would be a true queen, a strong woman.
"Why do I feel a little envious?" Some sky-prides said sourly.
"With King Luo's protection, what's the point of cultivating?"
"Lord King Luo, I don't want to work hard either …"
He felt many envious gazes fall on him.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes had a hint of relief.
It seemed that his strategy during this period of time was still useful.
Not to mention Luo Xiangling's feelings for him.
At least, even when facing a quasi-immortal from the Monarch Clan, Luo Xiangling would stand up for him.
That was enough.
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