Roar!
The nine lions howled miserably, and four of their heads were cut off at once, causing the lion to suffer severe injuries.
At this moment, its five remaining heads all had panic in their eyes.
This human race is too terrifying!
If he hadn't known that Jun Xiaoyao was the divine son of an ancient family, the nine-headed lion would really have thought that he was an ancient true dragon in human form.
This terrifying physical power is simply more powerful than these ancient race creatures.
"Even if you are the ancient holy body, you can't be so powerful!"
The nine-headed lion roared, and at the same time its whole body was filled with divine light.
At the fractures of its four heads, there is a glow of divine light, as if new heads are about to grow.
"The vitality of the nine-headed lion lineage is too strong!"
Seeing the state of the nine-headed lions, many human monks were amazed.
But even so, this method is still not enough in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
"Don't use your limited imagination to speculate on the abilities of this Son of God."
It was impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to give the nine-headed lion a chance to recover. He struck again, without using any magical means. He simply punched it down.
Each punch was as heavy as a ten thousand stone, breaking the bones of the nine lions.
This fierce physical fight shocked the entire audience.
"As expected of the Ancient Holy Body, an existence that is invincible in close combat..." Elder Jiang's family sighed in the void.
"Now, are you willing to be my mount?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"Hmph, I am a descendant of Jiuling Yuansheng. Even if I die, I will never suffer such humiliation!"
The remaining five heads of the nine lions roared unyieldingly.
"Oh? Really?" Jun Xiaoyao took action again.
After a few breaths, only four heads of the nine lions were left.
"Don't want me to surrender!" the nine-headed lion continued to shout.
Half a quarter of an hour later, only three heads of the nine lions were left, and it began to panic.
"The divine son of the Jun family, if you dare, we can fight again one day!" The nine-headed lion said with a look of fear in his eyes, and his expression was fierce.
After a few more breaths, it only had two heads left.
For the nine-headed lion, although its head can be reborn, if all nine heads are chopped off, it will be completely powerless and even gods will not be able to save it.
Finally, the nine lions screamed for mercy.
"Son of God, stop it. Don't chop off my head anymore. There is only one left. If you chop me off again, I will be bald!"
The nine lions were beaten until they howled and lay on the ground begging for mercy.
Its whole body was dripping with blood, except for its head, which looked like it was about to cry without tears.
The good nine-headed lion was chopped into a single-headed lion by Jun Xiaoyao.
Many monks were speechless when they saw this scene.
The nine-headed lion, who looked like he would rather die just now, is now lying on the ground wagging his tail like a fat orange cat begging for mercy. The contrast is too great.
"Impressed?"
Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the remaining head of the nine-headed lion.
"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, Son of God, don't kill me!" The nine-headed lion trembled, but there was no trace of the majesty of the ancient royal family.
It knew that Jun Xiaoyao really dared to kill it.
With the background of the Jun family, even the Nine Spirits Yuansheng would probably have difficulty coming back with revenge.
"Well, just be my mount." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
The nine-headed lion is extremely powerful. The reason why it is so miserable now is because the opponent is him.
It would be very difficult for any other genius to torture the nine-headed lion into this state.
"Yes..." The nine-headed lion lowered his head.
When many monks saw this scene, their hearts felt like turbulent waves.
Tear the sky-swallowing sparrow with your hands and subdue the nine-headed lion.
This is something that ordinary people think is difficult to do.
Jun Xiaoyao did it easily.
Long Bichi took a deep breath, his chest heaving.
She finally understood now why her ancestor warned her like that.
"Long Haotian, your death was not unjust..." Long Bichi's heroic and beautiful eyes were filled with extreme fear.
At the same time, she thought of the monster who was still in seclusion and merging Long Yuan.
"I wonder if Long Aotian, who has merged seven dragon essences and added the blood of the divine dragon, can defeat the divine son of the Jun family?"
On the other side, Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen and others raised Jun Xiaoyao's danger level to the extreme.
At this time, another vision came out of the crack in the earth, gray mist rolled, and brilliance surged.
"The Supreme Secret Treasure has finally been opened!"
All the monks and ancient creatures cheered up.
Jun Xiaoyao looked around and saw that there was no sign-in prompt from the system in his mind.
"It seems that you have to really go deep into the depths of Yuantian's secrets before you can sign in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
"Walk!"
Ji Xuan and others' eyes flickered, mana surged, wrapped around their bodies, and rushed down.
With one move, the whole body was moved, and the other monks followed closely behind.
As for Long Bichi, it seemed that Jun Xiaoyao finally gave up provoking Jun Xiaoyao after just one glance.
"Originally, I came here to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and promote the reputation of my Ancestral Dragon Nest, but now it seems that I have thought of things too simply."
"Let's focus on finding the ancient dragon bones." Long Bichi thought to himself.
Originally, she was mainly looking for trouble with Jun Xiaoyao, and secondly, she was looking for the ancient dragon bones.
But now, after seeing Jun Xiaoyao's strength with his own eyes, Long Bichi consciously put the search for the ancient dragon bone first.
Seeing Long Bichi entering the cracks in the earth honestly, Jun Xiaoyao also chuckled: "That's good sense..."
"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, rode the nine-headed lion, and took the lead into the crack in the earth.
Jun Zhanjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Linglong, Jun Wanjie, and Jiang Shengyi followed closely behind.
As soon as they entered the crack, thick gray mist rolled in.
Far more intense than the outside world.
Many monks who rashly broke into it were quickly corroded by the gray mist and lost their minds, their eyes turning red.
This dense gray mist cannot be completely isolated even by magic power.
boom!
Jun Xiaoyao waved away and slapped several monks in front of him who had fallen into madness to death.
Soon, he opened a path and reached the bottom of the crack.
Looking around, a magnificent underground palace lay horizontally underground, and a supreme pressure spread out from the depths.
Jun Xiaoyao released his soul power and roughly checked it with his spiritual thoughts.
The entire underground palace seems to be divided into two levels: inner and outer.
The outer layer should be accessible to most people, while the inner layer may require the Yuantian Supreme Order.
"It seems that if you want to sign in, you should go deep into the inner layer." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
At this time, Ji Xuan had already rushed towards the underground palace, with a smile on his lips and a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
"Huh? Is he?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed Ji Xuan's expression, his eyes showing contemplation.
Judging from Ji Xuan's appearance, it seems that he vaguely knows some of the secrets of the Supreme Secret.
"Ji Xuan, let you be my treasure hunter." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
On the other side, he also noticed that Xiao Chen also rushed towards the other entrance of the underground palace.
Jun Xiaoyao knew that Xiao Chen was a lucky person, and he would definitely gain a lot from this secret treasure.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao turned his head and said, "Wanjie, I have something to tell you."
"Yes, sir, please speak." Jun Wanjie cupped his hands and said.
Jun Xiaoyao sent the message and left. Jun Wanjie nodded and ducked away.
"Ha...the entire Yuantian Secret Treasure is under my control."
Jun Xiaoyao has his hands behind his back and is confident.
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