Chapter 509: Jun Xiaoyao is Invincible in the Holy Realm, On

this kind of domineering speech the most.In contrast to the roar of the crowd.Li Jiu's face darkened slightly.Who are theyTop 10 Heavenly Kings of the Younger Generation!But now, it feels like I'm bei...As Jun Xiaoyao’s words fell, the world fell silent. There was an eerie stillness across the heavens and earth.

The entire battlefield, once filled with the roar of war, seemed to fall silent in that moment. A hush descended, so profound that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

What did they hear

Everyone thought they were hearing things.

Otherwise, the divine son of the Jun family has gone mad.

The current situation is visible to all.

The Jun clan could withstand the pressure from the four ancient imperial families, but they couldn't spare any more strength to deal with the three immortal forces.

"My Lord Divine..."

Among the many proud daughters of influential factions watching from afar, princesses included, Princess for Jun Xiaoyao was a source of deep worry.

The Big Merchant Princess and her admirers, they all prayed for the well-being of Lord Xiaoyao in their hearts.

At this moment, almost all eyes in the entire Wilderness Immortal Domain are focused on Jun Xiaoyao.

Even the battle between the supreme ancestors in the heavens is not as exciting as Jun Xiaoyao, alone, facing off against three immortal forces right now.

Everyone wants to know if Jun Xiaoyao is truly insane, or if he has some kind of backing.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, even Wang Yuanba momentarily thought he had misheard.

"You little brat, haven't you gone mad"

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze shifted faintly to Wang Yuanba, and he said, "Wang Teng, it was I who killed him."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Wang Yuanba's body trembled violently. A terrifying killing intent, powerful enough to alter the very colors of heaven and earth, erupted from him.

Even ordinary saints would be paralyzed by this terrifying killing intent, their Taoist hearts shattered.

But you stand carefree, hands behind your back, with a calm and composed expression, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before you and your face remained unchanged.

"You little brat, you're courting death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand, and with a single palm strike, he was about to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

However, inside Jun Xiaoyao's spatial artifact, a talisman lit up, it was precisely Jun Wuhui's talisman.

The vast radiance surged like a tide.

Vaguely, a blurred figure stood on the heavens and earth, pointing with one finger.

Poof!

Wang Yuanba's whole body flew backwards, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, a bloody gaping hole directly through his shoulder.

"Hmm... that figure is..."

"White-robed God King, Jun Wureng!"

From all directions, countless gasps echoed. Many people even felt goosebumps rise on their skin.

"No wonder the divine son of your family is fearless, with a calm demeanor even at the front lines of a three-army formation. It turns out he has a talisman bestowed upon him by the White-Robe Divine King."

With this amulet, it's impossible to instantly kill your family's divine son.

"You!" Wang Yuanba wiped the blood from his mouth, his expression even angrier.

At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The name White God King has long spread throughout the entire desolate fairyland.

Even if Jun Wuhuai is unable to participate in this immortal battle for some reason, it does not mean that his deterrent effect has disappeared.

“Boy, is this your reliance If that's all you have, then you are indeed naive.” The Holy Church leader said with a flat tone.

He sat enthroned upon a golden dais, appearing as the supreme deity worshipped by all beings.

Although the white divine king, Jun Wuhui, is powerful, this is just a talisman after all.

The energy within it is depleted, making it useless.

So Jun Xiaoyao expects to be able to shout in front of their three immortal forces with just a talisman, indeed it seems rather naive and laughable.

“This deity only wants to say, you three immortal powers, are all trash. Besides bullying the weak, what else can you do”

"Among the younger generation, none can stand against this deity. Now, this deity stands before you. You three great powers, does any Saint among you have the ability to kill this deity"

Jun Xiaoyao swept his sleeves, his tone cold and disdainful.

This statement directly stepped on the minefield of the three major forces.

Wang Yuanba's face was ferocious, Jun Xiaoyao was practically dancing on the edge of a knife.

But... that's actually something you can't argue with, because it's true.

The Pope's face also darkened slightly.

Both the Holy Child and the Sacred Miko Himiko met a tragic end at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the God-Slaying Palace, it was even more filled with killing intent.

The Fallen Godchild, the Dark Godchild, and the Hades Prince all died at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

He nearly swept through the younger generation of the Fallen God Palace.

“This person is too arrogant, I'm going to kill him!”

Among the Wang family's ranks, a middle-aged saint couldn't help but step forward.

He was also considered a rather famous genius in the Wang family. He spent eight hundred years cultivating and achieved the Saintly Realm.

Though eight hundred years may seem long, it is still considered quite young for a sage.

Of course, compared to Jun Xiaoyao, an 18-year-old saint, he wasn't even a fart.

"Boy, I'm here to cut you down!"

This Wang family saint shouted coldly, offering a heavenly blade and sweeping it toward Jun Xiaoyao.

When facing saints of the same rank, Jun Xiaoyao remains fearless.

He summoned the power of one hundred thousand divine elephants, and the true form of the ancient elephant god manifested.

Jun Xiaoyao's palm pressed down, the primordial divine elephant's true form descended, crushing the void as if it were paper.

That Saint of the Wang family was struck with horror, not even having a chance to struggle before his physical body exploded into pieces, reduced to a cloud of blood mist. Even his soul essence was shattered.

"Is that all" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.

"Boy, don't get cocky!"

The second Kingly Sage made a move, but as before, he was slain by Jun Xiaoyao within three rounds.

Wang Yuanba's eyes twitched.

He wasn't sad about the sage's demise, but angry.

Looking at the numerous saints from the Wang family, not a single one was able to deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let me do it!"

On the side of the holy teachings, a saint also made a move.

He recited scriptures, golden ancient characters appearing one by one, like golden mountains towering towards Jun Xiaoyao, pressing down upon him.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent. With a flick of his finger, streaks of sword qi from the Lùxiān Sword Technique shot out, as if they could cleave through every star in the heavens.

Those golden ancient characters were all shattered by sword qi.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the air, instantly flashing before the saint of the Holy Church. Then, he landed a powerful punch!

The void shattered, and space-time currents churned.

That saint, both body and spirit were annihilated, absorbed into the dark space currents.

Even the three immortal powers present, all were filled with fear. Goosebumps erupted on their spines as they couldn't have imagined that Jun Xiaoyao would be so powerful.

"As expected of a saint who has gone through a tribulation comparable to the Supreme Tribulation..." Those many forces watching from outside Huangzhou all sighed in admiration.

Jun Xiaoyao is simply an invincible sage.

If such a formidable person were to embark on the path of a deity, who else among the other prodigies would stand a chance

"Well, are the three major factions all gone"

Facing those frightened and terrified gazes, Jun Xiaoyao stood with one hand behind his back.

He casually killed several saints, his white clothes still spotless, a faint smile playing on his lips.

But the more it is like this, the more frightening it becomes.

Seeing the saints of the three major forces with expressions of extreme fear and dread, Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly and shook his head slightly.

"Alright, I'll concede. Three major forces, any saint can make a move. This deity swears not to use any external force."

When Jun Xiaoyao spoke, everyone's breath caught in their throats. Their hearts skipped a beat.

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