Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 344: The first illusion of the weak is to think that the group can win
How can an outsider take the feast of the ten little kings?
Long Xiang couldn't stand it.
What's more, Jun Xiaoyao killed Long Kun before, so it can be said that he has already forged an enmity with the corpse dragon clan.
At this moment, Long Xiang shot.
He knows that Jun Xiaoyao's body is weird and powerful, even the dragon body is equivalent to nothing in front of him.
Therefore, Long Xiang did not choose to fight melee, but displayed the supernatural power of the corpse dragon.
"Sacred Mountain of Skeletons!"
Long Xiang's voice fell, and the aura of death rose all over, accompanied by dragon aura.
A white bone dragon phantom appeared, coiling in the void, turning into a forest white mountain of white bones, with a mighty force, as if it could suppress everything.
This is the supernatural power of the bones of the corpse dragon clan. It is extremely powerful. There is a spirit of shattering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, pressing on Jun Xiaoyao.
When Jun Xiaoyao saw it, his expression was plain, and the idol's prison force was urged to the extreme. The surging blood surged into the void, turning into a golden idol that suppressed the world.
The golden idol and the bone mountain crashed together in the void.
Like ten thousand big stars exploded, the terrifying wave of mana energy raged in all directions, and the whole soul-burial mountain was roaring and shaking!
In such an extreme collision, the mountain of bones was directly crushed.
Jun Xiaoyao sacrifices the king's seal with one hand, and shoots it with one seal, as if the emperor is coming, suppressing everything with one hand.
snorted, Long Xiang was shot directly by Jun Xiaoyao, his chest and ribs creaked.
Fortunately, Long Xiang is a corpse dragon clan, with a strong flesh body. Otherwise, the solution may be the same as the eight-armed spider demon clan's Tianjiao, which would be killed by a palm.
Seeing that Long Xiang was hit hard by a single move, one after another inhalation sounded.
Everyone's eyes widened, unbelievable.
Long Xiang is much better than Fallen Feather Saint Child.
"Stop going crazy!"
The king of the blood evil clan gave a cold cry, and also shot.
It is rumored that this family was born out of a drop of demonic blood, and its origins are extremely mysterious and terrifying.
Between the heavenly arrogance of the blood evil clan raised his hands, a sea of blood overturned.
That is the talented supernatural power of the blood evil clan, it is buried in a sea of blood!
When Jun Xiaoyao sees this, endless sacred fire rises all over his body, and between raising his hands, colorful flames burst out, and it is Tuoshe Gudi Yan!
Jun Xiaoyao is based on the fire of Tuoshe Gudiyan, so you can naturally control Tuoshe Gudiyan.
"That's Emperor Yan!"
The face of Tianjiao of the blood evil clan changed drastically.
For their family, the most feared energy is thunder, flames, and so on.
In the burial ground of the ages, almost all creatures are of coldness, and there are not many creatures who control the thunder flame.
It is precisely because of this that the blood evil clan can dominate the party in the Burial Ground of Eternity.
But now, the Emperor Yan sacrificed by Jun Xiaoyao is nothing short of the **** evil clan.
嗤嗤!
The ancient Emperor Yan of Tuoshe collided with the sea of blood, whispering white smoke.
This scary sea of blood does not pose any threat to Jun Xiaoyao at all.
Jun Xiaoyao and pointed it as a sword, a slaying fairy sword tactic was cut horizontally.
Tianjiao of the Blood Fiend race dodged hurriedly, but was still hit by the Slaughter Immortal Sword Art, and an arm flew out.
Tianjiao of the Blood Fiend Race, also defeated and retreated.
The third challenged Ten Xiao Wang Tianjiao, lost again!
"Is this the level of the Ten Little Kings of Burial Ground? It really disappoints this god." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He didn't want to show such a crushing posture, because it was boring.
Unfortunately, no one can make him do more.
For Jun Xiaoyao, this is not even a warm-up.
The burial creatures who participated in the feast all had extremely humiliating expressions!
The top ten little kings in their minds were scorned by an outside world arrogant.
The ten little kings present all had extremely cold expressions.
Langhuan alone, she didn't get angry because of Jun Xiaoyao's words.
Women, they worship the strong.
The more Jun Xiaoyao showed invincible courage, the more obsessed Langhuan became.
Even when she looked at Mo Ling and other creatures, there was an undisguised disgust in her beautiful eyes.
She is ashamed of being in the company of Mo Ling and others, and she doesn't even want to be called the Ten Little Kings with them.
Seeing Langhuan's eyes, Mo Ling exploded immediately, his mind was hot, and he couldn't help but shoot.
Seeing Mo Ling's move, Tianjiao, who refines the corpse sect, also sneered coldly: "Don't hesitate, everyone, just take action, suppress him first!"
The corpse refining sect's Tianjiao also shot.
Following Mo Ling and Tianjiao Refining Corpse Sect, the other ten little Wang Tianjiao who hadn't shot also shot.
I don’t care about any face anymore. Suppressing Jun Xiaoyao is the most important thing.
Even if they fight on wheels, they cannot defeat Jun Xiaoyao individually.
The only thing to rely on now is the number advantage.
Although this will be criticized, it is better than being humiliated by Jun Xiaoyao.
"One of the illusions of the weak is that they think that they can win in a group."
Looking at the ten little kings who rushed up, Jun Xiaoyao had condescending scorn in his eyes.
If there are hundreds of Tianjiao at the rank of Ten Little Kings, it might really bring some trouble to Jun Xiaoyao.
But with these few people coming together, to Jun Xiaoyao, it makes no difference.
"The devil swallows the sky!"
Mo Ling displayed the magical powers of his clan, behind him, a black mist filled with a phantom of a semi-illusory Sky Devourer Python.
When opens his mouth, it seems that he can swallow a piece of sky.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and resisted with the devouring magic power, and black swallowing vortices emerged one by one. The energy of devouring refining was not weaker than Mo Ling's talented supernatural power~IndoMTL.com~ At the same time, the corpse refining Tianjiao's shot too, the coffin beside him opened, and an ancient corpse covered in black hair appeared.
The ancient corpse is filled with a sense of hardness, and the physical body alone is comparable to a strong person in the virtual gods.
This is also the reason why Tianjiao of Refining Corpse Sect is ranked among the ten little kings.
His own cultivation is in the Divine Fire Realm, not outstanding, but relying on an ancient corpse, it is enough to crush most Tianjiao.
The ancient corpse stretched out his hands, his ten-finger nails were as sharp as black spikes, piercing the void, and slammed towards Jun Xiaoyao.
The other ten little Wang Tianjiao also took action.
all kinds of powerful methods are used.
Such a sight shocked everyone present.
Ten little kings, high above the top, each one is enough to sweep one side.
Who has ever seen it before, Ten Little Kings will join forces and attack one person.
This is almost unprecedented.
"This gentleman's Tianjiao, even if it loses, it's not unjust." Inspired by the burial native sighed.
"Yes, even if he is suppressed, he will be famous. After all, it was a few ten little kings who shot together to suppress him."
Everyone present felt that even if Jun Xiaoyao was defeated, it was still a glorious defeat.
However, what happened next was unexpected to everyone.
can be said to have subverted their perception!