Chapter 240 Destroy the Holy Mountain with one sword, the hero of the human race in Wanxiang Continent, the next goal

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This sword light has amazed the years and is indescribable.

Everything seemed to be annihilated in this sword.

The golden-winged saber-toothed tiger, the white jade dragon and the elephant, and other taboo ancestors of the sacred mountain, their beast pupils widened silently, filled with extreme fear and... despair!

They didn't expect that what they were about to face would be such a terrifying move!

This move is so disappointing.

The first is the golden-winged saber-tooth tiger. All its attack methods have been reduced to nothingness in the years of killing.

Not only that, its physical body was also annihilated in the void bit by bit, inch by inch, in the sword light of time.

It seemed as if the golden-winged saber-toothed tiger had gone through eternity in an instant, and its body was turned into ashes.

The white jade dragon elephant who saw this scene with his own eyes roared in horror and tried to break free and dodge away, but it was already too late.

Its body, which was as thick as a hill, was annihilated every inch and turned into ashes.

"No, I hate it!" The white jade dragon elephant roared at the top of its lungs.

It is the master of the ancient sacred mountain in the lower realm. It dominates and dominates the mainland.

Not to mention death, even the last injury was a distant memory.

But now, looking at the impeccable young man in white clothes in front of him, the white jade dragon elephant was desperate and unwilling to give up.

It would never have imagined that it would fall into the hands of this young junior.

After the golden-winged saber-tooth tiger and the white jade dragon and elephant, the rest of the forbidden creatures in the sacred mountain were also wiped out one by one.

Not only that, the sacred mountains, Tianhu Divine Mountain, White Jade Divine Mountain, Raging Flame Divine Mountain, etc., all turned into dust in this sword light!

There were no earth-shattering collisions.

There was no explosion that shook the entire world.

Some are just the sacred mountains that are annihilated silently.

There are also those sacred mountain creatures that were annihilated silently.

They are like weathered rocks, blown away by the wind.

After one sword strike.

The majestic and undulating ancient sacred mountains no longer exist at all.

Looking around, the Taikoo Sacred Mountain has turned into a sunken basin.

All the ancient sacred mountains and all the ancient creatures were wiped out in this sword!

One sword, destroy the sacred mountain!

The human monks who were rushing around were all stuck in place, as if their souls had been lost, and their eyes were dull.

"It's gone... The ancient sacred mountain is completely gone?" A human monk muttered in a daze, as if he was in a dream.

"It's really gone. The Ancient Sacred Mountain, this mountain pressing on the backs of our human monks, is finally gone!"

After a brief period of dead silence, the human monks cheered loudly.

Their faces were extremely excited and they were overjoyed.

The ancient sacred mountain is like a sword hanging over the heads of human monks.

But today, this sword was completely shattered by Jun Xiaoyao!

Not only these human monks, but also the ancestors of Dongxuan, Gu Yuan, and the two guardian saints of the Jiang family also looked dull.

Isn't this... too fierce?

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly and his brows furrowed.

He severed his connection with the fallen body.

"It seems that it will be difficult to connect with the fallen holy body from now on." Jun Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.

Just now, he has developed a nearly 100% perfect resonance with the Fallen Holy Body, so he can fully unleash the power of the Fallen Holy Body.

But in the future, he should have no chance to control the fallen holy body again.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel any pity.

The fallen holy body is just his tool.

Although it is easy to use, if it is used for a long time, it will also cause dependence, which is not a good thing.

What Jun Xiaoyao believes in most is his own power.

He put away the Fallen Holy Body and the Panhuang Sword of Time.

Looking at the ancient sacred mountain that turned into a basin in front of him, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

This show of force should be enough. 5200

Jun Xiaoyao also knows that although the ancient sacred mountain in the lower realm is also a chess piece for the ancient royal family.

But they are very valuable chess pieces, not chess pieces that can be discarded at will like the Ancient Demon Clan and the Ancient Demon Clan.

If the ancient sacred mountain is destroyed, the ancient royal family will feel heartbroken and lose their face.

This is the price the ancient royal family has to pay for provoking the Jun family.

"Hey, it's a pity that there are so many ingredients..." Jiang Luoli puffed up her cheeks.

Golden-winged saber-toothed tigers, white jade dragons, elephants, etc. are all excellent ingredients.

"Isn't there one left?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the corpse of the Flame Saint.

After the death of the Flame Saint, his true form appeared, which was a red flamingo.

"Let me bake it!" Jiang Luoli cheered, her face beaming with joy as she sharpened her knife towards the flamingo.

This is a saint-level creature. The essence of flesh and blood is very rich, comparable to the great medicine of flesh and blood.

Some human monks were dumbfounded.

What kind of fierce people are these? The forbidden creatures of the ancient sacred mountain at the top of the lower realm have actually become food.

But they were also very grateful and came forward to express their thanks.

"Thank you, Son of God, for solving a serious problem for our human monks in Wanxiang Continent."

"Yes, these ancient sacred mountain creatures slaughtered our human race wantonly. Today, their evil has finally been punished."

These human monks expressed their sincere thanks. Jun Xiaoyao's move was simply a great deed for the human monks in Wanxiang Continent.

"It's just a little effort, no need to be grateful. In the future, the Wanxiang Continent will be ruled by the ancient gods. They will not oppress the human forces at will." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Yes, the Son of God is the hero of our human race in Wanxiang Continent!" a human monk said excitedly.

Jun Xiaoyao was noncommittal.

He had no intention of becoming a hero, he just collected a debt.

But these human monks will obviously spread the news.

Not only that, but he will also write a book and biography.

Jun Xiaoyao's destruction of the Ancient Sacred Mountain will become a legend and will be spread throughout the Wanxiang Continent forever!



"Brother Xiaoyao, the meat is roasted. Come and eat it, or I'll eat it all!" Jiang Luoli greeted Jun Xiaoyao.

The flamingo has been roasted, the meat is tender and sizzling with oil.

The rich life essence fills the air, and the aroma is overflowing. Once you take a bite, it is comparable to a holy medicine.

This is the flesh and blood of a strong saint, and its value is astonishing.

At this moment, Jiang Luoli's mouth was already full of oil, and her pretty face turned into a little cat.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly and walked away.

It's also nice to relax after a big fight.

"Here, brother Xiaoyao, this is the biggest chicken leg, no, it's a bird leg. Here it is for you!" Jiang Luoli handed over the flamingo leg.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly and was about to take it when he suddenly saw a hole missing in the fleshiest part of the bird leg, with a row of fine and neat teeth marks.

"This..." Jun Xiaoyao was slightly stunned.

"Hey, hey, I'm here to help brother Xiaoyao taste whether it's cooked. I definitely don't want to eat the fattest part." Jiang Luoli smiled with a red face, shaking her little head like a rattle.

You are speechless.

Then he called for Yi Yu, Yan Qingying and others to come and eat together.

As for Patriarch Dongxuan and others, they are saints, so eating this will not have much effect on them.

"Brother Xiaoyao, how long are you going to stay in this lower world?" Jiang Luoli asked while eating barbecue.

She was always afraid that Jun Xiaoyao would return to the fairyland soon, and the two of them wouldn't be able to stay together for long.

"There is still the most important thing left to do." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Now his goals, including solving the ten major criminal clans and finding Jun Wanjie's sister, have been completed.

But there are other important things.

The second volume of the Tishu, one of the Nine Great Heavenly Books, contains the Rifts of the Ten Worlds, the Altar of Heroic Spirits, and other sources of the world.

Jun Xiaoyao had a hunch that the heaven-defying sons of other continents might have started fighting with each other and began to devour each other's opportunities and luck.

Just like raising voodoos, an insect king will definitely emerge in the end.

That is, the King of Defiance!