In Qin Xuan's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao is simply a figure who only exists in legends.
But now, when Qin Xuan knew Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she was completely stunned.
This is too dreamy and unrealistic!
"Why are you standing there stupidly?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Qin... Qin Xuan met... met the Son of God!" Qin Xuan started to speak awkwardly, stammering, and saluted Jun Xiaoyao.
"Okay, come up." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.
This kind of humble and respectful attitude was not surprising to him.
Qin Xuan felt nervous and excited, her whole pretty face was red, and she flew onto the back of the nine lions.
The nine-headed lion can be large or small, and it can carry a hundred people without any problem.
Qin Xuan stood behind and looked at Jun Xiaoyao with awe and admiration in her eyes.
"Don't worry, Yang Pan will pay the price." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
He didn't want to avenge Qin Xuan, he just wanted to cut a wave of leeks from Yang Pan.
But in Qin Xuan's eyes, this was helping her get revenge.
"Thank you, Lord Son of God!" Qin Xuan spoke with a trembling voice.
Others may not be able to deal with Champion Hou.
But Qin Xuan believed that Jun Xiaoyao would be able to do it.
All around, the monks whose attention was attracted by the nine lions suddenly widened their eyes and took a deep breath when they saw the transcendent figure standing on the nine lions.
"Then...is that the divine son of the Jun family?"
"Yes, absolutely. He has the ability to subjugate nine lions as his mount, and his aura is so powerful. There is no other person except the God Son of the Jun family!"
"Hiss... Some people said before that the divine son of the Jun family was afraid of the champion. Who would have thought that the divine son would have been here a long time ago."
"I'm afraid the Son of God doesn't take the champion at all, right?"
There were countless noises and uproar from all directions.
Many curious, passionate, adoring, and surprised eyes all fell on Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
Sometimes being too famous is also a worry.
The nine-headed lion carried Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan into the sky.
Jun Xiaoyao looked into the distance, looking in the direction of the Imperial Palace and the Forbidden City.
"The champion has been dancing for so long, it's time to slap him awake and recognize the reality." Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back.
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Royal Palace, Forbidden City.
Forces from all directions gathered together, and the atmosphere was extremely noisy and lively.
From time to time, forces would arrive and take their seats.
At this time, two phoenix sounds suddenly sounded in the sky.
Two golden phoenix birds pulled two chariots across the void.
"That's... Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain!" Many monks looked up.
As a top ancient royal family on par with the Ancestral Dragon Nest, the prestige and intimidating power of Wanhuang Lingshan is no less than the former.
Two streams of red light flashed out from the chariot, it was Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling.
Both of them have wings on their backs.
Feng Qingling has a snow-white complexion, red eyes and a cold expression, which is not very good-looking.
Obviously, she is still brooding over what happened to Xianqiong Tower before.
That embarrassing experience was like a nightmare to this noble lady.
Huang Xuanyi on the side was wearing a red robe with wings on his shoulders.
The whole person looks very handsome, with a little red mark between his eyebrows, which is very mysterious.
"It turned out to be Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling. These two are both well-known talents in Wanhuang Lingshan."
"But I heard that Feng Qingling seemed to be taught a lesson by a mysterious genius in Xianqiong Tower."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't be heard, be careful of disaster." A monk hurriedly warned.
There is nothing good to be gained by provoking Wanhuang Lingshan.
Feng Qingling's face became even more ugly when she heard the vague discussion.
"Qing Ling, with your strength, you shouldn't be defeated so easily." Huang Xuan said.
"That guy's physical strength is simply more terrifying than our ancient royal family." Feng Qingling's tone was filled with resentment.
"Do you think it could be the divine son of the Jun family who possesses the ancient holy body?" Huang Xuanyi guessed.
Except for a few physiques such as the human holy body, Huang Xuanyi really couldn't think of any physique that could be more terrifying than the ancient royal family.
"The divine son of the Jun family?" Feng Qingling's delicate body trembled suddenly.
She hadn't thought of it before because there was news that Jun Xiaoyao had not come to Panwu Divine Dynasty.
Moreover, it’s impossible for every physically powerful person to be Jun Xiaoyao, right?
But now that Feng Qingling thought about it carefully, she felt that it was not impossible.
"Oh, it seems we are close to each other." Huang Xuan said.
"If it's really him, then the divine son of the Jun family is even more terrifying than the rumors say." Feng Qingling was very afraid.
When they first left Wanhuang Lingshan, they said that Jun Xiaoyao would suffer if he underestimated them.
As a result, Feng Qingling suffered a big loss now.
"Don't worry, I will meet Jun Xiaoyao when the time comes." Huang Xuanyi said calmly.
There was a faint red-gold flame burning in his eyes.
As the top genius of Wanhuang Lingshan, how has he ever been afraid of anyone?
"Xuan Yi, you must help me get revenge." Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.
To this day, her jade arm still aches.
The two of them talked and settled into the VIP table.
From another place in the sky, a carriage came through the air.
Many people were surprised when they saw the flag on the carriage.
"It's the Huangguye family who are here."
In the carriage, two figures flashed out, it was Ye Xingyun and his old servant Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu looked at Ye Xingyun with a trace of relief.
Ever since Ye Xingyun was defeated at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao last time, Ye Xingyun seemed to be a different person when he returned to the Ye family.
I spent the entire day in seclusion and immersed myself in cultivation.
Moreover, his personality is much calmer than before, and the unruliness and impulsiveness of a boy have been washed away.
"Jun Xiaoyao, will you show up?" Ye Xingyun murmured to himself.
Soon after Ye Xingyun and others took their seats.
On the other side, a flying ancient beast came again pulling a chariot.
"That's the Royal Family of the North!" Some powerful people's eyes widened.
The Beidi Wang Family is located in the far north of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain. It is a famous ancient family in the North and occupies more than thirty Daozhou states.
It can be called a major overlord in the North.
"The Wang family from the North is here. Could it be that the young emperor of the Wang family is coming to compete for the prince's consort?" Some monks cast their eyes aside.
The most famous member of the Wang family in the North is none other than the arrogant member of their clan, the young emperor of the Wang family, Wang Teng.
A man who was described by his father as having the appearance of an emperor.
Wang Teng entered the world very rarely and spent most of his time in seclusion.
But every time he enters the world, there will be a group of geniuses who challenge him. In the end, no one can be Wang Teng's enemy.
Therefore, Wang Teng's name began to be heard throughout the Wild Heaven and Immortal Realm.
"Tsk, tsk, it would be interesting if the young emperor of the Wang family is really here this time."
"Yes, the Son of God, the Young Emperor, the Champion, who is not amazingly talented?"
Many people are looking forward to the collision between the divine son of the Jun family, the young emperor of the Wang family, the champion of the divine dynasty, and others! Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
