The leader of the four great ancient kingdoms, the leader of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, had his throat sealed with one move and his head rolled off.
Blood splattered in the sky, which was very sad and beautiful.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect a saint to be killed so easily.
The master of Qinglong Kingdom's head fell to the ground, his expression embodying fear, confusion, and confusion.
As if he was confused, how could he, a majestic saint, be killed instantly with one move?
But that's not all, the Qinyin Killing Blade continued to attack the four saint puppets unabated.
Boom!
A violent roar sounded.
The two saint puppets were directly destroyed and cut off at the waist.
The remaining two puppets were also severely damaged. Although they were not completely disintegrated, they were already in pieces.
The entire battlefield was so quiet that one could hear the needle drop.
The champion's pupils trembled fiercely, revealing a hint of disbelief.
Jun Xiaoyao's protector is so strong?
Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a guardian, he would probably only be in the realm of a saint.
No matter how high the realm of power is, generally speaking, it is impossible for someone to be willing to be a nanny.
Jun Xiaoyao's protector is obviously more powerful than a saint.
"Is he a saint king?" Yang Pan looked very ugly.
Since becoming the champion, he has never suffered such a big loss.
Now, almost all of his high-end combat power has been lost, and the remaining two damaged puppets have almost no combat power.
As for Jun Xiaoyao, there were three saints alone, not to mention the terrifyingly powerful guardians.
In addition, the armies of the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom and the Xuanwu Ancient Kingdom rebelled.
Champion Hou, the situation is over.
Seeing this situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath and said, "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really want to go against me? Why don't we each take a step back now?"
Yang Pan is not stupid. He has already reached this point. If he continues to insist, he will be the one who suffers.
"Haha, weren't you quite strong before, and now you are taking a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao said sarcastically.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I am trying to give you face. There is no benefit in being my enemy!" Yang Pan said with a gloomy expression.
"Does this Son of God want your face? Besides, I have so many enemies, and I still lack a horse boy like you?" Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.
He said no more and raised his hand to explore.
The fierce golden energy and blood rose into the sky and turned into a lifelike golden elephant, which seemed to be able to suppress the world.
Facing the clone of the champion, Jun Xiaoyao didn't need to use any magical powers. He could just slap it over and resolve the battle.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared angrily, unleashing his great magical power.
But he was just a clone, and he wasn't even with the Panhuang Life Sword. How could he be Jun Xiaoyao's enemy?
Poof!
Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with a palm, directly beating Yang Pan's clone into blood foam and shattering into pieces.
When seeing this scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.
The clone of Champion Hou was slapped to death just like that.
"Is the divine son of the Jun family already so powerful?" Many generals were surprised.
Their realms were several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao's, but seeing Jun Xiaoyao's fierce posture at this moment, they all felt a palpitation in their hearts.
At the same time Jun Xiaoyao smashed Yang Pan's clone.
Far away in the Panwu Dynasty, there is a magnificent palace with splendor, purple air, and a myriad of atmospheres.
A roar came from it.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan, and you are at odds with each other!"
Hearing this voice, the maids and attendants outside the palace all turned pale and frightened.
If Yang Pan is angry, he is simply more terrifying than the evil Shura ghost.
"I seem to have heard the name of the divine son of the Jun family. What enmity did the Marquis have with him?" Some servants were frightened and thought to themselves.
At this time, Yang Pan's cold voice came from inside the palace.
"Come here, please pass on my orders and spread the news that my champion, Hou Yangpan, will fight at the top of the Forbidden City in the Imperial Palace of Shenchao, Jun Xiaoyao!"
"Let's set the time for Wu Mingyue to choose his consort. I will trample Jun Xiaoyao under my feet in front of all the forces in the Immortal Realm!"
Upon hearing this, all the servants around the palace turned to stone, their eyes widened, and they took a breath.
The champion of the Panwu Divine Dynasty made an appointment to fight against the divine son of the Huanggu Jun family.
This is no small matter. If word spreads, it will cause big waves!
In addition, the time is chosen on the day when Wu Mingyue chooses his consort, how popular the Panwu Dynasty will be by then.
How many forces will be attracted to come?
unimaginable……
"A prosperous age of geniuses competing for hegemony is about to begin. I hope the Marquis will have the last laugh." An old servant sighed.
At that time, it was here in the ancient Suzaku country.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't know that Yang Pan was so angry that he wanted to challenge him for a fight.
But even if he knew, Jun Xiaoyao probably wouldn't have any trouble.
Dare to shout in front of him?
Just suppress it with one palm.
There were countless people around, and there was still shock in their pupils at this moment.
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.
Shooting a random Yang Pan clone to death was really not a big deal to him.
Jun Xiaoyao looked around and saw a ring shining in the blood foam remaining on Yang Pan's clone.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grabbed it in his hand.
There is a soul seal on the ring, and Jun Xiaoyao can activate the true spirit in the palace at will.
That true spirit, which was like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao, released a powerful divine soul power.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was extremely terrifying, he did not slow down in his spiritual cultivation.
He has been practicing the Chaos God Grinding Concept.
Jun Xiaoyao's soul power easily broke through the seal of the ring.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about some of the messy things.
What he cares about is the bronze compass parts.
As expected, the three bronze compass parts were all inside.
"Yang Pan, Yang Pan, you have been planning for so long, but in the end, I picked the peach, and you are simply Xiao Chen No. 2." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
Yang Pan's painstaking plan finally came true for Jun Xiaoyao.
He knew that Yang Pan would be so angry that he would explode on the spot.
Jun Xiaoyao put the three compass parts into his space magic weapon.
In this way, he had collected all four compass parts.
But right now, it's obviously not the time to do research.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced below. Everyone on the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom's army looked extremely pale.
The eyes of those generals showed a faint trace of hatred.
After all, their king died indirectly at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.
"I have ordered from the Son of God that in the ancient Qinglong Kingdom, all generals above the rank of soldiers should be killed," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
"yes!"
Without waiting for the Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom to agree, the Lord of the White Tiger Kingdom and the Lord of the Xuanwu Kingdom rushed to drink.
Since they have surrendered, they naturally have to show some attitude now.
Soon, they killed all the generals of the Ancient Qinglong Kingdom, and all the soldiers surrendered.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify the four ancient kingdoms into the Four Elephants Ancient Kingdom.
The leader of the Suzaku Kingdom is the leader of the Four Elephants Ancient Kingdom.
And his successor is Bai Yuer.
This turmoil among the four ancient countries also subsided.
However, the waves have just started...
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