Chapter 473: Jun Wuhuai's Amulet, the Two Heavenly and
peror of the Taigu Imperial Clan did not make a move. He seemed more like he was here to sit in the back and oversee the situation.But in any case, the fairy realm finally had a fighting chance.Althou..."Jun Xiaoyao, you are doomed to die." Wang Teng urged the incomplete imperial artifact, ancient talisman.
This ancient talisman isn't just for protection; when activated, it possesses formidable power.
Even half of it would be enough to threaten Jun Xiaoyao's freedom.
On the other side, Long Aotian's released evil dragon king remnant soul was also aiming to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's ancient artifact for protection was entangled by Wang Teng and Long Aotian's protective artifacts, leaving him no room to spare.
In this situation, Jun Xiaoyao appears to be beyond saving.
Today, I witness your downfall! Wang Teng's eyes blazed with a sharp glint.
"You're finally going to die." Long Aotien couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.
Jun Xiaoyao has almost become his demon.
If you remain carefree and immortal, Long Aotian will undoubtedly find it difficult to achieve enlightenment.
Or perhaps, as long as Jun Xiaoyao remains undying, in this great era, no one can achieve enlightenment before him!
Feeling the immense resentment of the Evil Dragon Emperor and the terrifying might of the incomplete imperial weapon, Jun Xiaoyao's face remained composed.
Just as he was about to unleash his trump card in defiance.
Within his spatial artifact, something began to tremble.
"Is it an amulet left by my father" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.
Before he left for the Ancient Burial Ground, Li Xin had given him a jade amulet, a relic left by Jun Wurenhui.
Jun Xiaoyao has always been kept within the spatial artifact.
Now Jun Xiaoyao is in danger, this amulet is actually trembling.
With a whoosh, the talisman shot out of the spatial artifact, hovering in mid-air.
Then, a vast radiance surged forth like a tidal wave.
In the blinding light that could pierce one's eyes, a figure could be faintly seen, carrying an aura of suppression over the heavens and dominance over the universe!
"He is the father." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.
Although Jun Xiaoyao had never met Jun Wuhuai, he could still sense that familiar bloodline aura.
His father, the White-robed God King Jun Wu Regret, is a legendary figure.
"Are you..."
Even the spirit of the Evil Dragon Emperor felt a tremendous tremor when it sensed this terrifying aura that pressed down upon heaven and earth.
With his cultivation as a celestial venerated in life, before this figure, he felt like an insignificant ant.
“How could this be How could Jun Xiaoyao still have such means” Long Aotien was dumbfounded.
Not only does Jun Xiaoyao have ancient weapons for protection, but he now has this kind of ability as well.
On the other hand, Wang Teng was also a little dumbfounded. Jun Xiaoyao's methods were simply endless.
The hazy figure that emerged in the vast radiance remained silent, only extending a hand calmly to suppress the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor.
The Evil Dragon Emperor, disappointed, also unleashed an extreme fluctuation. The void distorted, and a black evil dragon roared into the sky.
However, before that hazy figure, the black demonic dragon was like a chick, being suppressed with one hand.
Along with the remnant soul of the Evil Dragon Emperor, they were all suppressed.
"No, impossible! Who exactly are you" The Evil Dragon Emperor's soul wavered, letting out a final unwilling roar before being completely obliterated.
Then, the blurry figure gently flicked a finger, and the incomplete ancient talisman Wang Teng was controlling was also directly shattered and flew out of his control.
Wang Teng also spit out a mouthful of blood, his entire body's bones were directly shattered!
Up to this point, the blurry figure had finally stopped.
Then, he slowly turned around. In the endless light, it seemed as if a loving gaze was fixed upon Jun Xiaoyao.
"Father…" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
To be honest, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have much of a feeling for this father he had never met.
He also didn't know where Jun Wuhen had gone or what she was doing.
Before that, his eighteen ancestors had only said that they would tell him the truth when he turned eighteen.
Finally, the blurry figure vanished directly into nothingness.
The amulet fell back into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
The inscription on the amulet, etched in tiny letters: "A gentleman stands firm in life, with no regrets, and still shines brightly."
Jun Xiaoyao put away his amulet and turned to look at Long Aotian and Wang Teng.
Long Aotian's face turned pale, losing all color. His fists clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled.
Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao even has a talisman.
“That… the White-clothed God King, Jun Wuhu” Long Aotiān’s face turned ashen. He naturally knew the father of Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao is simply a strong second-generation!
"All my efforts have been for naught!" Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot.
This was a perfect opportunity to kill Jun Xiaoyao, and it's been missed.
"Since you've all been fattened up, just lie down and wait for me to harvest you." Jun Xiaoyao didn't bother saying much else.
He landed a Six Paths Reincarnation Fist on Long Aotian.
Long Aotian's face turned pale, and his figure retreated at an extreme speed.
The Evil Dragon Emperor's greatest regret was that his final trump card against Jun Xiaoyao proved useless. Besides this, no other means could threaten Jun Xiaoyao.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have entered the Bronze Immortal Palace!" Long Aotien finally regretted it at this time.
He harbored an obsession with killing Jun Xiaoyao.
This obsession ultimately harmed him.
But there's no such thing as a regret pill in this world. No matter how hard Long Aotian struggles, he can't escape death.
He desperately unleashed his final means, spatial power erupting. His figure darted quickly, wanting to escape.
As expected, you obtained one of the Nine Heavenly Books: The Void Book.
Seeing Longhuotian in this state, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly understood.
It is clearly a book specialized in the Way of Space.
Behind Jun Xiaoyao, light surged, manifesting wings of freedom.
The wings of freedom trembled, directly catching up to Long Aotian, then pointed at his head like a sword.
Pfft!
Jun Xiaoyao's finger pierced through Long Aotiān's skull, shattering his soul along with his physical form.
The first generation of the ancestor dragon's nest, the arrogant and talented descendant who possessed the celestial luck of heaven and earth, completely perished!
Immediately, Jun Xiaoyao turned around and walked to Wang Teng's side.
Wang Teng's entire skeleton had been shattered, and on his face, the aloofness he once wore finally vanished.
In its place, is fear!
Fear of death!
But this time, the broken ancient talisman could no longer protect his primordial spirit.
"No, Jun Xiaoyao, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my Wang family will definitely not let this go. We will start an eternal war, and the entire Immortal Realm will be in turmoil!" Wang Teng trembled and said.
"Why do you all have to utter these meaningless platitudes before you die Can't you just shut your mouths and wait for death in peace" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He also pointed a finger at Wang Teng's brow.
Poof!
Blood and brains were splattered everywhere.
This time, Jun Xiaoyao left a watchful eye and thoroughly shattered Wang Teng's primordial spirit.
The young emperor of the Northern Territory Wang Family, Wang Teng, who was blessed with boundless fortune from a young age, has fallen!
At the same time these two fell.
Outside, beside the Ancient Mirror of Immortality, the elders of Zu Long's Nest and Wang Yuanba, the head of the Northern Land Wang Family, were both radiating uncontrollable energy. The heavens and earth themselves were in turmoil!
"Overbearing!"
The elders of Long Aotian's lineage roared to the heavens.
"My son!" Wang Yuanba's breath surged, and he couldn't help but let out a furious shout.
The life talismans of Long Aotian and Wang Teng were both shattered.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was first stunned, then as if they had thought of something, their pupils were filled with shock.
"No way, both of them, are they dead"
"The times are a-changin'..."your turn!Yi Jing Shan's face was cold and murderous. He raised his bow, the Hou Yi bow, and pulled back the string.The boundless power of the Primal Laws converged onto Hou Yi's bow, wisps of imperia...