to enter. The Supreme Secret Treasure will be your stage."Jun Xiaoyao heard this and nodded lightly, "Grandfather rest assured, Xiaoyao will definitely not disgrace the Jun family's reputation!""Haha,...Chapter 967: The Mojie Imperial Clan Roars with Anger, the King of Luo Appears, Yu Xiaoyao, This King Will Protect You!
All sounds in the world, seemed to have been extracted.
Everyone stood speechless, mouths agape but not a sound escaping them.
It was as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, stifling their voice.
One of the Seven Little Emperors, Mojie's imperial son, was pierced through by the God-Weeping War Javelin.
A single spear thrust, fatally piercing the God of War Mountain!
This kind of impact and shock left many people deeply shaken, unable to recover for a long time.
All eyes turned once more to the man with snow-white hair and clothes as white as snow.
"Could it be that he had confidence all along, that he could instantly defeat the Son of Mo Jie, which is why he was so calm"
Many people thought of this, and a chill ran down their spines, like a bucket of cold water poured down their backs.
This man is too powerful and terrifying.
At Mount War God, with a single thrust of his halberd, he killed the son of Emperor Mo Jie. Who possesses such domineering aura, who has such courage!
He was carefree and indifferent.
Even when the son of Emperor Mojie issued his challenge, his fate was already sealed.
If you must blame someone, blame the emperor's son. He just walked straight into the line of fire.
He who is free and unfettered, happens to need to create a bit of a stir.
And the Seven Little Emperors from foreign lands, if they grow up, will definitely be a great disaster for the Immortal Domain.
It's a win if Jun Xiaoyao can kill one in advance.
Jun Xiaoyao strolled nonchalantly before the son of Mojie Emperor.
On the spear of the God-Weeping Javelin, numerous blood lines emerged, piercing into the body of the fallen Emperor Mojie's son and draining his essence.
Jun Xiaoyao, slowly drew out the Shenchi War Javelin.
A gentle tremor.
Flesh scattered.
Jun Xiaoyao stands proudly atop Zhanshen Mountain, his gaze sweeping across the landscape.
The Prince of the Other Shore, Jiumei, Puyan, and others lowered their heads slightly, not daring to meet Jun Xiaoyao's gaze.
The rest of the disciples from the other divine academies also bowed their heads in deference.
As for Tushan Wanying, Tushan Chun'chun, Su Hongyi and the others, their eyes were bright, filled with astonishment and admiration.
Looking at that gaze, one who could suppress the entire audience, even Mu Lao sighed deeply.
Chaos reigns, the grand scheme begins to take shape!
“I, grant anyone, the challenge of my authority, but…”
"I can't guarantee you'll live to see another day!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice, soft yet resonating throughout the vast expanse of heaven and earth.
Everyone who heard this was first astonished, and then awestruck!
Foreign, worship the strong, might above all else.
Jun Xiaoyao's performance undoubtedly captivated everyone in the audience!
It is conceivable that after this battle, Jun Xiaoyao's reputation will soar to the peak of the alien world!
Perhaps the other six emperors in Qixiaodi would appear less radiant compared to Jun Xiaoyao.
But if they were to know that the person they worshiped was actually from the Immortal Realm...
Then, it will surely overturn the worldview of all extraterrestrial beings.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao holds the God's Weep Battle Halberd in his hand, his white hair fluttering, his bearing unparalleled.
He did not relax at all, because he knew that things were not over yet.
Mòjié Emperor's son, because he misjudged his strength and the power of the Shenchì War Halberd.
That is why he died in vain.
But his behind-the-scenes Mo Jie clan will obviously not give up.
"The little friend is still impulsive..." Lao Mu's brows furrowed deeply.
Jun Xiaoyao's performance is amazing.
But his actions were somewhat impulsive.
Heaven and earth trembled, the wind and clouds shifted suddenly.
A world-shattering scheme is brewing.
That was a big shot from the Mo Jie imperial clan, furious.
They also didn't expect their own prince to be killed in one move.
Because it came too suddenly, there was no time to even defend oneself.
"Damn brat, looking for death!"
In the endless void, a blurry figure emerged, radiating an almost immortal aura, terrifying beyond measure.
That was a quasi-immortal from the Mo Jie Imperial Clan, projected in the void, radiating boundless fury.
Who would have thought that the Battle of Zhanshen Mountain could lead to the death of the son of Emperor Mojie
A giant hand pressed down relentlessly, endless runes cascading like waterfalls, crushing the void and distorting space.
The Immortel's wrath, the heavens and earth tremble!
"Hold on, this is the Academy of War Gods!"
Mu Lao's eyelid jumped, and he exclaimed.
Although Jun Xiaoyao killed Mo Jie's son, he was a chaotic body and a quasi-war god bestowed by the War God Academy.
Not to mention now, Jun Xiaoyao has even drawn out the God-Weeping War Halberd. He can be said to be the heir of the Primordial War God.
If he were to be killed by the quasi-immortal powerhouses of the Mo Jie clan, the loss would be immeasurable.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of near-immortality, Jun Xiaoyao's white hair danced in the wind, his white clothes billowed, holding the divine weeping battle spear, his expression calm as water.
The reason why Jun Xiaoyao was so resolute in killing Mo Jie Di Zi.
Besides being one of the Seven Little Emperors, there's another reason.
It is just Jun Xiaoyao who is gambling.
What would Luoxiang Ling's reaction be.
Would you be willing to back him up, stand up for him
The hand of the unyielding principle pressed down.
Just then, in the void, millions of runes surged like waves, rolling in like a tide, clashing with the Hand of Law.
"Huh"
The Mahā-dharma Imperial Clan Quasi-Immortal let out a cold snort.
Against the heavens, a breathtakingly beautiful figure emerged.
A gauze overlay and a long, flowing skirt veiled in smoke.
Her garments fluttered gracefully, and her three thousand strands of azure hair danced in the wind.
Exquisite features, crafted with ingenuity.
The skin is as fair as snow, as delicate as mutton fat jade.
Tall and slender, with a tiny waist and straight, long legs under her skirt.
She looked like a goddess emerging from the water, a beautiful and alluring figure.
The rain of light all around, sets off a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
All the male prodigies present were dumbfounded.
"It's Lord Luo!"
"Isn't this Luo Wang She's so beautiful."
Many people gasped in astonishment, wondering if they were going mad.
Not to mention those male prodigies, even the women couldn't help but be awestruck.
Many people were seeing Luoxiangling for the first time.
After all, she is well-known for her low profile and rarely leaves Zijin Garden.
When Luo Xiangling arrived, Mu Lao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least Luo Xiangling wouldn't stand by and watch Jun Xiaoyao get into trouble.
After all, their relationship…
"Lord Luo, what do you mean by this"
In the void, the projection of that Mo Jie Imperial Clan quasi-immortal, its voice cold and indifferent, asked.
Luo Xiangling's eyes were bright, but only when looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, she raised her head, her swan-like neck as white and smooth as porcelain.
A pair of eyes, as if piercing with a cold wind.
"Jade, I've got you!"
Her voice, like a clear stream cascading into a waterfall, was sweet and melodious. Yet, her words held a commanding presence that surpassed even the most domineering man.
All creatures around Mount Zhanshen had their eyes wide open, mouths agape enough to fit a whole egg.
Though Luo Xiangling usually interacts with Jun Xiaoyao without any airs of superiority,
But if she's serious, then she's a real queen, a true powerhouse.
"I feel a little envious, don't I" Tianjiao said sourly.
"With the King of Lo protecting me, why bother cultivating"
"Your Majesty, I don't want to try anymore..."
Feeling many envious eyes upon myself.
In his eyes, there was a hint of serenity.
It seems my recent strategies have been helpful.
She didn't say what feelings she had for him.
At the very least, even facing the quasi-immortals of the Imperial Clan, Luo Xiangling could stand up for him.
That's enough.
(The End)ore powerful form."Supreme Divine Blood!"Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.It is rumored that the Supreme Bone has an ultimate transformation, turning into Supreme Divine Blood, flowing throughout the b...