"It turns out to be the Son of God."
Contrary to everyone's expectations, the great elder of the academy, instead of being angry, showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and slightly cupped his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.
He had long been warned by the dean, vice-dean and others of the academy not to provoke the Jun family's divine son, but to treat him as a plague god and hide as far away as possible.
But now, looking at the two wounded saints, the great elder had no choice but to stand up.
Seeing the dignified and powerful Holy Lord, they all looked kindly on Jun Xiaoyao, and the monks from various forces around him sighed in admiration.
"Great Elder..." Yin Yang Holy Son and others turned pale.
They were lucky just now that there would be a great elder to uphold justice for them.
As a result, the great elders were even more cowardly.
"Forget it, let's just treat it as entertainment." Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and began to climb the ninety-ninth floor of the ladder.
People like the Golden Winged Peng King and others are very cautious when passing through these three levels.
If they are not careful, the car may overturn.
And Jun Xiaoyao looked calm and leisurely, as if he was on an outing.
Countless monks in the audience were all looking at him without blinking, not wanting to miss any of the scene.
They had been curious before, whether the unparalleled Jun Xiaoyao could break the records of ancient heroes, and now they could finally clear up their doubts.
Hua Xiqing's clear eyes followed the figure in white without blinking.
Compared with the two saints, she, the saint, protected herself wisely and was not affected.
Jun Xiaoyao is dressed in peerless white, with fluttering skirts, like an immortal approaching the nine heavens.
He kept walking, stepping up the stairs step by step, and his speed never slowed down from the beginning to the end.
Even after stepping onto the seventieth floor, the pressure doubled, like a mountain pressing down, but Jun Xiaoyao's speed remained the same as before.
This kind of pressure is too childish for Jun Xiaoyao, who possesses the ancient holy body and practices the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power.
There is no doubt that Jun Xiaoyao directly broke through the ninetieth level.
"Sure enough, we have stepped onto the ninetieth floor!" Many monks shouted, but they were not surprised.
There is no doubt about Jun Xiaoyao's strength. Stepping onto the ninetieth floor should be a normal operation.
But after the ninetieth level, it becomes difficult.
"After the ninetieth level of the ladder, each level is ten times more stressful than the previous level. Son of God of the Jun family, can you make it through?" the great elder thought to himself.
To be honest, he did want to see Jun Xiaoyao defeated.
After all, this son of God was so prestigious that he caused Holy Spirit Academy to lose a lot of face.
However, the facts were destined to disappoint the great elder.
Jun Xiaoyao's whole body was filled with divine light, like a white-clothed divine king coming to pass. Every time he took a step, the void shook like a war drum beating.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Jun Xiaoyao took a breath and took nine steps in a row.
He actually stepped on the nine most difficult stairs in one breath!
Shocking!
Dazed!
Unbelievable!
All the Holy Spirit Academy disciples, deacons, and even the great elders all looked dull.
As people from the academy, they know best how difficult this ninety-nine-level ladder is.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao easily passed the level and reached the top!
In the sky, there is light and rain falling, auspicious animals appear, and the shadows of ancient heroes flicker, as if they are paying homage to you.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the ninety-nine levels of the ladder to heaven in one fell swoop.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's expression froze.
Ye Xingyun couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Xiao Xitian Fozi's face became stiff.
The record they had not broken was easily broken by Jun Xiaoyao.
And from the looks of it, it couldn't be easier.
"next level."
Jun Xiaoyao didn't pause at all and stepped directly to the second level.
The second level is to ring the heavy ancient bell.
Before, the Golden Winged Peng King only chirped fifteen times.
"I think it is very likely that the Jun family's divine son will reach the record of eighteen rings!" A genius shouted with excitement.
They are witnessing a miracle!
Some monks' eyes flickered, and they also speculated that Jun Xiaoyao might break the record again, reaching eighteen rings.
Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power and punched out!
Ninety thousand giant elephant particles, plus ten thousand dragon elephant particles, a total of 1.9 billion kilograms of divine power burst out from between Jun Xiaoyao's fists.
At the same time, there was a phantom of the dragon elephant, which exploded with this punch.
Dragons and elephants are both the ultimate in power and represent a kind of supreme power.
Jun Xiaoyao is the embodiment of this supreme power!
Boom...
Jun Xiaoyao's fist landed on the ancient bell, making a dull sound.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next sound.
But no...
After one ring, the ancient bell seemed to be silent, without making any sound.
"What's going on?" Many people were surprised and a little dumbfounded.
Why is there only one sound?
This was completely inconsistent with their estimates. It was a huge difference.
"It's impossible. No matter what the divine son of the Jun family is, it's impossible for him to just let the ancient bell ring once?"
The genius who had previously guessed that Jun Xiaoyao could break the record couldn't help but say.
Although Yin Yang Shengzi, Xia Lan and others did not know the reason, this did not prevent them from showing sarcasm on their faces.
On the contrary, Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Ye Xingyun and others felt that something was wrong.
Jun Xiaoyao looked calm and withdrew his fist.
"The third level..."
Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly to the third level venue without any explanation, leaving everyone with a back view.
Just when everyone was extremely confused.
Click...
A faint breaking sound sounded.
A crack appeared on the ancient clock.
This seemed to cause a chain reaction, with continuous clicking sounds.
The entire ancient bell suddenly shattered into countless pieces under the shocked gazes of everyone!
At this moment, this world seems to be dead silent!
The sarcastic smiles on the lips of Saint Son of Yin Yang and Xia Lan froze, looking very funny.
Even the great elder in the Holy Lord realm felt his scalp numb.
The ancient clock is broken!
At this time, everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's back, as if they were looking up to a god!
"The divine son of the Jun family is simply a god, born to be a great emperor!" A genius couldn't help shouting excitedly.
Jun Linglong, Wu Mingyue, Jun Zhanjian, Yi Yu and others also showed unprecedented fanatical admiration.
Even Hua Xiqing's spiritual eyes sparkled with brilliance.
The geniuses she had seen before could not even compare to one of Jun Xiaoyao's fingers.
As for Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan?
Even if you don't say it, they can't even withstand a single move from Jun Xiaoyao's followers.
The entire Holy Spirit Academy was in an uproar. Many monks were following behind Jun Xiaoyao, wanting to see him make his last pass, leaping over the Dragon Gate.
At this time, the great elder suddenly slapped his forehead and whispered: "No, it's going to be dangerous!"
He was not referring to Jun Xiaoyao, but to the golden-horned dragons raised in the lake.
That's what he raised!
However, when the great elder came back to his senses.
In the distance at Yuelongmen, screams of exclamation had already erupted again.
Jun Xiaoyao punched it down, and the golden idol suddenly fell towards the lake, directly killing all the golden-horned dragons in the lake.
Leave nothing behind!
Not one alive!
"Fuck!"
The great elder raised his voice like a drake, roared to the sky, and uttered foul language. His eyes were red and his heart was bleeding.
Those were all precious pets that he carefully cared for and cultivated, and they were all damned to death by Jun Xiaoyao! Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
