Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 343: Still strong and domineering, kill 10 Xiaowang level Tianjiao in seconds

He had hoped before, thinking that it might be Jun Xiaoyao who conquered Langhuan by force.

　　 Now it seems that it is indeed true that Langhuan wants to post Jun Xiaoyao upside down.

　　He pursued it for a long time, and he didn't even touch a finger of Langhuan.

　　 Now Langhuan is actively posting to another man.

　　 No one can stand it, and the mentality is going to explode.

　　 "Outside human race, you are looking for death!" Mo Ling couldn't help but wanted to do it himself.

　　 "Wait," Jun Xiaoyao said.

　　 "Why, now I know fear?"

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

　　 Some burial creatures around also looked at Jun Xiaoyao suspiciously.

　　 This God who is not afraid of fear, is it now fearful?

　　 Jun Xiaoyao didn't care, instead he turned his head and asked Langhuan, "If you win the Ten Kings Feast, can you enter the funeral world?"

　　 "Well, this time the Ten Kings Feast, the top-ranked ones can enter the burial world first, because the gap in the space is small and unstable, so the number of places is inherently small." Langhuan said.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

　　 This makes it easy.

　　 swept all enemies and then entered the burial world.

　　 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 made Mo Ling's eyes burst into cold light.

　　 However, he hasn't waited for him to refute, what Jun Xiaoyao said afterwards made all the souls of the buried land in the entire Soul Burying Mountain stunned.

　　"Today, the son of God is here, one person will choose ten little kings!"

　　 "Wait, please!"

　　 Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, aloof.

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

　　 Like a **** king to leave the gate, if an ancient **** is here!

　　 Many young burial creatures with weaker cultivation bases were directly shaken to the ground, their faces pale as paper.

The breath of 　　 Jun Xiaoyao at this moment is too violent, like an ancient idol, shaking the world, roaring down the stars!

　　"You"

　　 Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Jiuyouhang and other ten little kings, all of them have a cold and stern expression.

　　What are the ten little kings, the most outstanding prince of heaven in the ten territories of eternal burial soil.

　　 And Jun Xiaoyao, just an outsider, dare to speak so arrogantly and challenge them all alone.

　　 This is no longer rampant, but naked contempt!

　　 Jun Xiaoyao regards them as ants, and doesn't take it seriously!

　　 All the buried Tianjiao present were dull.

　　 Langhuan alone, very careful, noticed Jun Xiaoyao's claim.

　　"Professing to be the son of God, it seems that he is not only the prince of the prince, but also the son of God with the most core status."

　　 Langhuan understands the meaning of the son of God.

　　 Even in the ancient family with strong background, the son of God is the absolute core figure.

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

　　 "Unfortunately, this little piece of fresh meat can be seen, but I can't eat it." Langhuan was a little annoyed.

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

　　 Now, it seems that she might really be climbing.

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

　　The King of Heavenly Journey of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan spoke up.

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

　　 But his aura is very strong, and his cultivation is in the Divine Fire Realm.

　　 But coupled with the racial talent of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, his strength is enough to rival the Tianjiao of the Divine Fire Realm Dzogchen.

　　 "Death!"

　　 Tianjiao of the eight-armed spider demon clan made a move, and he opened his mouth to spit out a hanging silver thread, entwining Xiang Jun Xiaoyao.

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

　　 This is a great supernatural power of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, the Eight Spider Demon Seal.

　　 The silver filament is entwined with Jun Xiaoyao, but Jun Xiaoyao stands still.

　　"Are you stupid?"

　　 Tianjiao of the eight-armed spider demon clan smiled, he saw it in amazement.

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

　　 At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao moved in his footsteps, and took the initiative to flash towards the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Race Tianjiao.

　　 The next moment, the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Race Tianjiao was even more horrified to notice.

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

　　 "How is it possible, you!" The eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao's expression was full of shock.

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

　　 But he thought it was some kind of magical power.

　　 As a result, I didn’t expect it to be so weird. You don’t need to take the initiative to sacrifice, and you can directly eliminate all mana.

　　 This is too weird, too unexpected.

　　 Not waiting for the eight-armed spider Demon Spider Tianjiao, he recovered from the shock.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao’s palm print has been overwritten.

　　 has no magical powers, no mana.

　　 is just a single palm, with tens of billions of catties of physical power, bombarding the chest of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race Tianjiao.

　　 The Eight-Armed Spider Demon Race Tianjiao hurriedly resisted, and eight sharp and sturdy spears broke out of his back spine, protecting him.

　　 This is the talented magical power of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, the Eight Spider Spear.

　　 But it turned out to be.

　　 Click!

　　 The Eight Spider God Spear was directly smashed into pieces with a palm, and Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind cast his momentum unabated, and heavily bombarded the chest of the Eight Arm Spider Demon Race Tianjiao.

　　 Then

　　 There was a bang.

　　The blood mist exploded in the sky.

　　 Eight-armed Spider Demon Race Tianjiao, fallen!

　　 The entire Soul Burial Mountain is quietly audible.

　　All the burial creatures who watched the battle stared out, and their scalp was numb, as if their heads were about to explode.

　　 One of the ten little kings, just like this was killed in seconds?

　　 All beings feel like a dream.

　　 This is too unreal.

　　 That is the strongest Tianjiao in the domain, with extraordinary strength, standing out from the tens of thousands of young Tianjiao and becoming one of the ten little kings.

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　　 This kind of quick and decisive spike is too shocking and makes people feel numb.

　　 "You" eight-armed spider demons who came to watch the battle, first looked stunned, and then filled with endless anger.

　　 They couldn't help but they wanted to shoot.

　　 However, I ran into Jun Xiaoyao's cold eyes.

　　 For an instant, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, the strong man of the Eight-armed Spider Demon clan instantly awoke.

　　 They remembered, but Jun Xiaoyao still has three terrifying puppets in the Great Holy Realm, Tu Shen Puppet.

　　 If Jun Xiaoyao is sacrificed, unless you invite a strong person 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 was frozen.

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

　　 Jun Xiaoyao can kill the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao in one stroke, and it is estimated that he will not be able to use two or two tricks against him.

　　 "Why, are you still going to challenge your **** son alone?" Jun Xiaoyao said lightly, holding his hand.

　　 Mo Ling's face was as ugly as if he had eaten Xiang Xiang.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao, it's like sprinkling salt on his wound.

　　 "Huh, I don't believe it!"

Long Xiang of the corpse dragon clan snorted coldly, and he decided to take action.