Jun Xiaoyao's ten-year-old banquet came to an end amidst such ups and downs of shock.
The shock and amazement on the faces of the sect masters, elders, and young geniuses of all the major forces had not faded away when they left the Jun family.
In their opinion, what they saw at Jun's house this time simply shocked their souls.
Especially the divine son of the Jun family, he is like a young emperor, possessing invincible courage.
Whether it is the Star King Body of the Ye family or the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, they are all like soft persimmons in his hands, which he can knead at will.
Some young prodigies couldn't help but sigh and despair when they compared themselves with the divine sons of the Jun family.
With the ancient holy body and the supreme bone, Jun Xiaoyao's talent can no longer be described as a monster, he is simply born to be a great emperor.
With Jun Xiaoyao here, how can there be any place for other people in this life?
Even some figures from the older generation are lamenting that with Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation speed, wouldn't he be able to surpass seniors like them in a few years?
Of course, in addition to Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Xuehuang's performance with the sword is also good, and he can easily kill the pride of the ancient royal family.
The most shocking thing is naturally the eighteenth ancestor of the Jun family who has never shown his face from beginning to end.
An ancestor-level figure who has been buried in the Jun family's ancestral temple for countless years.
Three swords killed the quasi-supreme ancestral dragon lair, shocking a group of people.
Everyone knows that after this ten-year-old banquet, the Desolate Heaven Fairyland, which has been peaceful for a long time, is probably going to be turbulent.
Not long after the Jun family banquet ended.
Far away in the land of Hongzhou, in the Ancestral Dragon Nest base camp, there was a roar of a dragon that shook the universe and shook the stars.
All living beings in Hongzhou seemed to feel a vast and world-destroying power.
"This is the supreme being from the Ancestral Dragon's Nest. Why are you angry?" A creature from Hongzhou asked with a pale face.
It would take some time for the news of the Jun family's banquet to spread, so they didn't know about it.
Within the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, there are many powerful spiritual thoughts communicating.
"Stop the thunder. What's the use of being so angry? Are you going to kill the Jun family?"
"That little evil beast of the Jun family dares to kill a dragon son of my lineage, so he should be punished!"
"And that Jun Shiba actually dares to kill Youlong. Does he really have no fear of our Ancestral Dragon Nest?"
The angry voice before said in a cold voice.
"Jun Shiba, he is a madman. It is too difficult to kill him..."
"Do I need to tell Aotian about this?" Another strongman from the Ancestral Dragon Nest sent out his spiritual thoughts.
"No need, Long Aotian is refining the fifth dragon essence in seclusion. When he completes the seven dragon essences and adds the blood of the divine dragon, he will be able to surpass the younger generation in the Immortal Realm. Even the divine son of the Jun family can do it. Kill them as you please!"
"Okay, I'm waiting for the day when Aotian kills the Jun family's divine son!"
"And the Jun family will definitely make them pay with blood in the future!"
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On the other side, in the void, a divine bird pulled a chariot and flew by.
In the carriage, a young man in a blue shirt with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes suddenly woke up.
It was Ye Xingyun.
"Hiss...it hurts..."
As soon as Ye Xingyun's body moved, he felt like he was about to fall apart, and his face turned pale in pain.
"Master, you're awake." Uncle Fu said from the side.
"What am I..." Ye Xingyun was confused for a while, and then finally recalled everything at the banquet.
A strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.
As the proud son of the ancient Ye family, had Ye Xingyun ever suffered such a loss?
Not to mention embarrassing himself in front of his goddess.
"Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Xingyun clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, his joints turning white.
"Young Master, you must not mess with the Son of God of the Jun family. The old slave has received the news. The Son of God not only has the ancient holy body, but he is also born with a Supreme Bone. Even the dragons in the Ancestral Dragon Nest were easily killed by him. ." Fu Bo sighed.
"What, there is such a thing!?" Ye Xingyun was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.
When Jun Xiaoyao fought with him, he was still clumsy and didn't even sacrifice the Supreme Bone.
Ye Xingyun felt more and more humiliated. Jun Xiaoyao didn't take him seriously at all.
"Hateful..." Ye Xingyun was angry and ashamed.
Suddenly, a vague memory flashed through his mind.
He seemed to see a magnificent star palace, and a majestic figure clad in the sun, moon and stars, with his back turned to him.
"What is that? Is it a dream, or..." Ye Xingyun murmured in his heart.
He knew that there were reincarnations of saints and even great emperors in this world.
Those reincarnated geniuses are the real cheaters, and their vision and cultivation far exceed that of ordinary geniuses.
For example, Ye Guchen, the taboo genius of their ancient Ye family, was rumored to be the reincarnation of the ancient sword demon Dugu Wubai.
That sword demon, in historical records, once killed the quasi-emperor with the Emperor-killing Sword, and gained a lot of fierceness.
"Could it be that, like Ye Guchen, I am the reincarnation of a certain powerful person, and that star palace is a chance treasure left to me?" Ye Xingyun couldn't help but think in his mind.
This is very likely.
As time goes by, he will awaken more memories, and by then he may not be able to find that star palace and inherit all the opportunities of the most powerful person.
"Jun Xiaoyao, the wind and water are changing. After I awaken my memory, I will rise strong."
"And Luo Li, I will let you understand who is the most suitable person for you!"
Ye Xingyun became excited again, he felt that he was about to take off!
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And on the Jun family's side.
After the banquet, Jun Xiaoyao was being frantically harassed by Jiang Luoli.
It was obviously time to go back to Jiang's house, but Jiang Luoli refused to leave.
The girl that Ye Xingyun had always dreamed of getting, for Jun Xiaoyao, turned into a piece of shit that he couldn't get rid of.
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to serve you tea and water?"
"Linglong is here."
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to wash clothes and fold quilts?"
"Linglong is here."
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you need a maid to warm your bed?"
"There's Linglong...cough, what are you talking about?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed, feeling annoyed.
In the end, even Jiang Rou began to urge marriage.
"Mother, the Eighteenth Patriarch is still looking for a child, so I'm going to leave now." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't bear the harassment and noise from a group of women, so he just left.
"Hmph, brother Xiaoyao, Luo Li will never give up!" Jiang Luoli held her pink fist and looked like a star-chasing little girl.
Here, Jun Xiaoyao also came to the ancestral land deepest in the Jun family and saw the eighteenth ancestor.
The eighteenth ancestor, dressed in gray robes and with gray hair, sat cross-legged in the void.
The sun and the moon seemed to rotate around him, all living things were extinguished, the heavens collapsed, and the horrific scenes of the stars and rivers turning upside down appeared.
The aura was incredibly powerful, making one feel as if he was facing God.
No wonder he has the ability to kill quasi-supreme beings with three swords.
Jun Xiaoyao secretly sighed, none of the ancestors of the Jun family are simple people.
Not to mention, as powerful as the Eighteenth Ancestor, there seem to be seventeen more in the Jun family!
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, the Eighteenth Patriarch's face rarely showed a smile.
"Very good!" said the Eighteenth Patriarch.
Obviously he was praising Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the ten-year-old banquet.
Not to mention defeating Ye Xingyun, but tearing apart the ancestral dragon's nest Longzi would definitely bring shame to the Jun family.
"I wonder why the ancestor asked this junior to come here?" Jun Xiaoyao slightly cupped his hands and said calmly.
Facing the Eighteenth Ancestor, even some clan elders would be a little trepidatious and very reserved.
But Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.
This made the Eighteenth Patriarch even more satisfied.
The ancient holy body plus the supreme bone, the talent is absolutely beyond words.
But what's even more rare is that Jun Xiaoyao's mind is so calm and calm, he doesn't look like a ten-year-old boy at all.
"Don't you want to learn the Immortal Killing Sword Art?" the Eighteenth Patriarch said with a faint smile.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.
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