Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

He had hoped that it might be Jun Xiaoyao who conquered Lang Huan by force.

Now it seems that, indeed, it is Lang Huan himself who wants to stick to Jun Xiaoyao.

He pursued it hard for a long time, without even touching a finger of Lang Huan.

Now Lang Huan is actively sticking to another man.

No one can stand it, and the mentality will explode.

"The outside world, you are courting death!" Mo Ling couldn't help it, and wanted to do it himself.

"Hold on." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Why, now I know I'm afraid"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Mo Ling's face showed a cold look.

Some buried creatures around also looked at Jun Xiaoyao suspiciously.

The Lord who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is he afraid now?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care, instead he turned his head and asked Lang Huan: "If you win the feast of the ten kings, you can enter the funeral world."

"Well, this time the feast of the ten kings, the top ranked people can enter the funeral world first, because the space gap is small and unstable, so the number of places is small." Lang Huan said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

This makes it easy.

Sweeping all the enemies, and then entering the funeral world is enough.

He looked at Mo Ling and said lightly: "It's too easy to deal with you, and it's a waste of time."

Jun Xiaoyao's words caused a cold light to shine in Mo Ling's eyes.

However, before he could refute, what Jun Xiaoyao said next made all the burial creatures in the entire Soul Burial Mountain stunned.

"Today, this son of the gods is here, one person will pick ten little kings!"

"Wait, get on it!"

Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves with a detached bearing.

The breath of the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm surged out, and the surging qi and blood were no longer hidden, and burst out directly!

Like a god king leaving the customs, like an ancient god coming into the world!

Many young burial creatures with weaker cultivations were directly knocked to the ground, their faces as white as paper.

Jun Xiaoyao's breath at the moment is too violent, like an ancient idol, shaking the sky and roaring the stars!

"you……"

Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Jiu Youying and other ten little kings all had a cold expression on their faces.

What are the ten little kings, the most outstanding son of heaven in the ten regions of the burial earth of the ages.

And Jun Xiaoyao, just a foreigner, dared to speak so wildly, to challenge them all alone.

This is no longer madness, but naked contempt!

Jun Xiaoyao regards them as ants and completely ignores them!

All the burial arrogances present were sluggish.

Only Lang Huan, very careful, noticed Jun Xiaoyao's claim.

"Proclaiming himself the Son of God, it seems that he is not only the arrogance of the Jun family, but also the Son of God with the most core status."

Lang Huan understood what the Son of God represented.

Even in a desolate ancient family with a strong foundation, the Son of God is an absolute core figure.

Jun Xiaoyao's identity is more noble than she imagined!

"Unfortunately, this little piece of fresh meat can be seen but not eaten." Lang Huan was a little annoyed.

At first, she also thought that her identity as the nine princesses of the Devil Kingdom was more than enough for Jun Xiaoyao.

Looking at it now, maybe she is really high.

"Outside human race, you are too presumptuous, this is the burial ground, not your crazy place!"

The arrogant king of the eight-armed spider demons spoke up.

He was completely dark, with four pairs of eyes on his face, and eight arms on his body. He was more like a humanoid monster than a humanoid.

However, his breath is very strong, and his cultivation base is small in the Divine Fire Realm.

But with the racial innate ability of the eight-armed spider demons themselves, his strength is enough to be on par with Tianjiao, who is in the great perfection of Shenhuo realm.

"Die!"

Tianjiao of the eight-armed spider demons shot, he opened his mouth and spit out a silver thread, wrapping it towards Jun Xiaoyao.

At the same time, the eight arms blasted out at the same time, the black evil spirit surged, and the seal was formed.

This is a great supernatural power of the eight-armed spider demon, the eight spider demon seal.

The silver filament was wrapped around Jun Xiaoyao, but Jun Xiaoyao stood still.

"Are you stupid?"

Tianjiao of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Clan smiled when he saw it in shock.

The silver thread he spat out disappeared directly into the void.

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao swept his footsteps and took the initiative to dodge towards the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan Tianjiao.

The next moment, the eight-armed spider demon Tianjiao was even more horrified.

His Eight Spider Demon Seals completely disappeared, as if they were dissolved by an invisible force.

"How is that possible, you...!" The eight-armed spider demon Tianjiao looked horrified.

Although he had heard of it before, Jun Xiaoyao had a strange magic immunity.

But he thought that this was some kind of magical means.

I didn't expect it to be so weird, and I don't have to take the initiative to sacrifice, and I can directly eliminate all mana.

It was so weird, so unexpected.

Not waiting for the eight-armed spider demon spider Tianjiao to recover from the shock.

Jun Xiaoyao's palm print has already been covered.

No magical powers, no mana.

It was just a single palm, with tens of billions of pounds of fleshly divine power, bombarding the chest of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Clan Tianjiao.

The eight-armed spider demon Tianjiao hurriedly resisted, and eight sharp and sturdy spears broke from the spine behind him, protecting him in front of him.

This is the innate supernatural power of the eight-armed spider demons, the eight spider divine spear.

The result is.

Crack!

The Eight Spider Divine Spear was directly smashed by a palm, and Jun Xiaoyao's palm was castrated, and he heavily bombarded the eight-armed Spider Demon Clan Tianjiao's chest.

Then...

bang.

The blood mist exploded in the sky.

Eight-armed spider demon arrogance, fall!

The entire Soul Burial Mountain can be heard quietly.

All the burial creatures watching the battle had their eyes popped out, their scalps numb, as if their heads were about to explode.

One of the ten little kings was killed like this

All beings felt like a dream.

This is so unreal.

That is the strongest genius in the field, with extraordinary strength, standing out from the thousands of young geniuses and becoming one of the ten little kings.

As a result, now, he can't stand Jun Xiaoyao's move!

This kind of decisive second kill is too shocking and makes people numb.

"You..." Some of the powerhouses from the eight-armed spider demon race who came to watch the battle were stunned for a moment, and then filled with endless anger.

They couldn't help it, and they were about to shoot.

However, they met Jun Xiaoyao's frosty eyes.

In an instant, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, the powerhouse of the Eight-armed Spider Demon instantly woke up.

They remembered that Jun Xiaoyao still had three terrifying Great Sacred Realm puppets, Slaughter God Puppets.

If Jun Xiaoyao is sacrificed, unless you invite the powerful people above the Holy Master in the clan to come, you will not be able to deal with Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Thinking of this, the powerhouse of the eight-armed spider demon still held back and did not do anything.

As for Mo Ling, his face also solidified.

Although his strength is stronger than that of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Clan Tianjiao, he is really only a little bit stronger.

Jun Xiaoyao can kill the eight-armed spider demon Tianjiao in one move, and it is estimated that it will take three or two moves to deal with him.

"Why, are you still going to challenge this goddess alone?" Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind him and said lightly.

Mo Ling's face was as ugly as eating Xiang.

Jun Xiaoyao is like rubbing salt on his wound.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!"

Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan snorted coldly, and he decided to make a move.