Just as many people are speculating.
In the distant sky, there was a golden glow and purple clouds surging. A group of people arrived, it was Jun Xiaoyao and others.
Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu and others also came with him.
Jun Lingcang took Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyu with him.
When the Jun family arrived, the atmosphere immediately changed.
That kind of aura is not comparable to that of ordinary powerful geniuses.
"As expected of the Jun family, one of the three imperial families. There are the Jun family's divine sons and those with double pupils, and the rest of the family is also very powerful." Some elders of the forces sighed.
Feeling this momentum, the expressions of Yin Yang Saint Son and others also changed.
"Why are they all gathering at the door?" Jun Xiaoyao was dressed in white, pure and white, standing on top of nine lions, like a transcendent immortal.
"Holy Spirit Academy has a saying of passing through three levels, which can test the strength and potential of a genius." Jun Linglong explained.
"I see, who set up this situation? It's so boring." Jun Xiaoyao said disapprovingly.
"Cousin, aren't you interested in a challenge?" Jun Lingcang said.
He also noticed Yi Yu next to Jun Xiaoyao, and the aura surprised him.
Jun Xiaoyao and others arrived at the gate of Holy Spirit Academy.
When Jin Lie saw the nine-headed lions under Jun Xiaoyao's seat, he immediately raised his brows and said in a cold voice: "Nine-headed lions, you are also a top ancient royal family with the same reputation as ours, but you are willing to be someone else's mount, don't you feel embarrassed? ?”
The nine-headed lions were stunned, and all nine heads glanced sideways at Jin Lie.
It has completely surrendered to Jun Xiaoyao, and even Jiuling Yuansheng asked it to follow Jun Xiaoyao.
And after following Jun Xiaoyao, Nine-Headed Lion finally understood how satisfying it was to hug a big boss' thigh.
"It's impossible for me to leave my master, not even in this life. Everyone in the Jun family is talented, and they are so strong. I like being here very much."
With one sentence, the whole place fell into deathly silence.
The majestic nine-headed lion has turned into this appearance, which is really speechless.
"Nine-headed lion, you..." Jin Lie was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
"Amitabha, you are destined to be a young monk, why not follow the poor monk?" Fa Hai chanted the Buddha's name and walked out.
"Who are you?" Nine-Headed Lion said disdainfully.
Fahai smiled slightly and said: "The poor monk Xiaoxitian Buddha, Fahai."
"What, Xiao Xitian?" The nine-headed lion's whole body shivered, its hair stood on end, and its expression was extremely wary.
Hearing the name Xiao Xitian, it trembled.
After all, my ancestor was suppressed by the Buddhist emperor and turned into a mount and protector.
The nine-headed lion is also very disgusted with Xiao Xitian.
"Fahai?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his eyes.
Why is this name so familiar? It feels like a bald monk with violent tendencies in his past life.
"Donor, this nine-headed lion is destined to be a poor monk. I wonder if the benefactor can part with his love." Fa Hai was still smiling.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, he stretched out his palm, and the surging magic power burst out, pressing towards Fahai.
The smile on Fahai's face suddenly changed. He reached out with one hand, pinched the lotus seal, and fought with Jun Xiaoyao's palm.
boom!
After a loud noise, Fa Hai flew out and hit the ground hard, kicking up dust.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.
That was Xiao Xitian's Buddha, and he was knocked away with just one hand.
Although there was an element of Fa Hai being caught off guard, what was more important was that Jun Xiaoyao was powerful.
"You..." Fahai stood up from the dust, his face no longer as calm as before.
"Now, are you still related to the nine-headed lion?" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.
Fahai fell silent, with a look of fear in his eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored it.
He had a modicum of respect for true Buddhism.
But for a so-called Buddhist like Fahai, who is a fake monk with impure roots at first glance, there is no need for him to be polite.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, Holy Son Yin Yang said: "Don't you think that the noble son of the Jun family can't even pass the first and third levels?"
"There's no challenge, why try?" Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.
These words made many Holy Spirit Academy disciples look angry.
The three passes of Holy Spirit Academy are well-known tests, and even outstanding figures from ancient times have left their footprints and records here.
Why did Jun Xiaoyao say it was no challenge?
"The attitude of the divine son of the Jun family is still as arrogant as ever." Xia Lan said in a strange tone.
At this time, a cold shout came out.
"How dare you speak to the young master like this, how presumptuous!"
Yi Yu shouted coldly and took action.
He reached out and grabbed the void, and his magic power gathered together, turning into a golden bow and arrows. The two arrows were shot at Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan.
The arrows burning with the true fire of the sun penetrated the void, and their power was extremely powerful.
Yin Yang Shengzi and Xia Lan both showed signs of horror and hurriedly resisted.
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang brushed out his hands, as if turning into a black and white Tai Chi shield.
Xia Lan, on the other hand, burst out with the aura of the royal way, and a sword of the royal way emerged from the void and slashed away.
However, it's no use!
The fierce arrows directly penetrated the Tai Chi shield, shattered the sword of kingship, and then bombarded away with unabated force.
boom! boom!
Two shocking loud noises were heard, accompanied by two screams.
Both Yin Yang Shengzi and Xia Lan had horrific blood holes on their bodies.
The blood hole was not in the heart. It was not because Yi Yu shot wrongly, but because he did it deliberately.
It's okay to teach these two people a lesson, but if they are really killed, it will also cause some trouble for Jun Xiaoyao.
Yi Yu can still grasp this point of propriety.
Looking at the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan who were vomiting blood and looking miserable, the whole place was silent.
Then, shocked eyes looked at Yi Yu.
Most of the monks present had not participated in the martial arts competition, so they did not know who this new person who appeared next to Jun Xiaoyao was.
"Such a powerful force, he actually severely injured two academy saints with one move!"
"Could it be that he is a descendant of some immortal force and is a good friend of the Jun family's divine son?" Some people wondered.
Yi Yu looked around coldly and said: "I am just a follower of the Son of God. If anyone dares to provoke the Son of God again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"What!"
Yi Yu's words were like an earthquake of magnitude 18, which made all the monks speechless and their eyes almost popped out.
Such a powerful young supreme was actually just a follower of Jun Xiaoyao?
At this moment, many disciples from great forces completely doubted their lives.
Not to mention compared to Jun Xiaoyao, even Jun Xiaoyao's followers are much stronger than them.
"Damn it, who is making trouble in our Holy Spirit Academy!"
In the distance, there was a loud shout, and an old man with a fluttering white beard appeared.
There were terrifying holy realm fluctuations oscillating around him, making the void distort.
"It's the Great Elder of Holy Spirit Academy, a powerful Holy Lord!" A monk was surprised.
The chief elder of the academy, who usually saw the dragon but never saw its tail, was actually alarmed.
Seeing the Yin Yang Son and Xia Lan who looked embarrassed and covered in blood, the corner of the Great Elder's eyes twitched and anger surged in his heart.
As soon as he glanced away, he saw Jun Xiaoyao's plain and indifferent face.
"They provoked the Son of God, and their followers gave them a little lesson. What, do you have any objections?"
Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back and looked at the academy elder coldly. Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
