He had previously held out hope, thinking that Jun Xiaoyao might have conquered Lang Huan by force.
Now it seems that it is indeed Lang Huan who wants to turn against Jun Xiaoyao.
He pursued her for a long time without even touching Lang Huan's finger.
Now Lang Huan took the initiative to stick to another man.
No one can bear it, and their mentality will explode.
"Outside the human race, you are seeking death!" Mo Ling couldn't help it anymore and wanted to take action himself.
"Wait a minute," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Why, now I know how to be afraid"
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Mo Ling had a cold look on his face.
Some of the buried creatures around him also looked at Jun Xiaoyao suspiciously.
This Lord who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is he afraid now?
Jun Xiaoyao didn't pay attention. Instead, he turned his head and asked Lang Huan: "If you win the feast of the Ten Kings, you can enter the burial world."
"Well, in this feast of ten kings, the people with the highest rankings can enter the Burial Realm first, because the space gap is very small and unstable, so the number of places is originally small." Lang Huan said.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
That makes it easy.
It's enough to sweep through all the enemies and then enter the Burial Realm.
He looked at Mo Ling and said calmly: "It's too easy to deal with you, and it's a waste of time."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Mo Ling's snake eyes flash with cold light.
However, before he could refute, Jun Xiaoyao's next words made all the earth-buried creatures in the entire Soul Burial Mountain stunned.
"Today, this son of God is here to challenge ten little kings by himself!"
"Wait, come on up!"
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves with a detached air.
The aura of the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm surged out wildly, and the surging energy and blood no longer concealed, but burst out directly!
It's like the king of gods comes out of seclusion, like the ancient gods come to the world!
Many young Burial Earth creatures with weaker cultivation were directly knocked to the ground, their faces as white as paper.
Jun Xiaoyao's aura at this moment is so fierce, like an ancient divine elephant, shaking the sky and the earth, roaring down the stars!
"you……"
Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Jiuyou Zhan and other ten little kings all had cold and stern expressions on their faces.
What are the Ten Little Kings? They are the most outstanding sons of Heaven in the Ten Domains.
And Jun Xiaoyao, just a foreigner, dared to speak so wildly and challenge them all by himself.
This is no longer arrogance, but naked contempt!
Jun Xiaoyao regarded them as ants and ignored them at all!
All the geniuses present were stunned.
Only Lang Huan was very attentive and noticed Jun Xiaoyao's claim.
"Calling himself the Son of God, it seems that he is not only the genius of the Jun family, but also the Son of God with the most important status."
Lang Huan understood what the Son of God meant.
Even in the ancient family with a strong foundation, Shenzi is the absolute core figure.
Jun Xiaoyao's identity is more noble than she imagined!
"It's a pity that this little piece of fresh meat can be seen but not eaten." Lang Huan was a little annoyed.
At first, she thought that her status as the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom was more than enough for Jun Xiaoyao.
Now it seems that maybe she really has reached a high level.
"Outside the human race, you are too presumptuous. This is the burial ground, not a place for you to be arrogant!"
The proud king of the eight-armed spider demon tribe spoke.
He was completely black, with four pairs of eyes on his face and eight arms on his body. He looked more like a humanoid monster than a humanoid.
However, his aura is very powerful, and his cultivation is at the level of the Divine Fire Realm.
But coupled with the eight-armed spider demon's own racial talent, his strength is enough to rival the geniuses of the Great Perfection of Divine Fire Realm.
"Come die!"
The genius of the eight-armed spider demon tribe took action. He opened his mouth and spit out a piece of silver thread, wrapping it around Jun Xiaoyao.
At the same time, eight arms shot out together, black evil energy surged, and formed a seal.
This is a great magical power of the eight-armed spider demon clan, the eight-armed spider demon seal.
The silver filaments were wrapped around Jun Xiaoyao, but Jun Xiaoyao stood still.
"Are you stupid?"
The genius of the eight-armed spider demon clan just smiled when he saw it in horror.
The silver thread he spit out disappeared directly into the void.
At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao took the initiative to move towards the eight-armed spider demon clan's genius.
The next moment, the genius of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Clan was even more horrified to notice.
His Eight Spider Demonic Seal actually disappeared completely, as if it had been dissolved by an invisible force.
"How is it possible, you...!" The genius of the eight-armed spider demon clan looked horrified.
Although he had heard before that Jun Xiaoyao had a strange magic immunity.
However, he thought it was some kind of magical means.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so weird. It could directly eliminate all magic power without using it actively.
This is so weird, so unexpected.
It was not yet time for the eight-armed spider demon Spider Prodigy to recover from the shock.
Jun Xiaoyao's palm print has already been stamped out.
No magical powers, no magic power.
Just a simple palm, carrying tens of billions of kilograms of physical divine power, bombarded the chest of the genius of the eight-armed spider demon clan.
The genius of the eight-armed spider demon race hurriedly resisted, and eight sharp and strong spears emerged from the spine on his back, protecting him in front of him.
This is the innate magical power of the eight-armed spider demon clan, the eight-armed spider spear.
It turned out to be.
Click!
The Eight Spider Divine Spear was directly smashed to pieces by a palm. The force of Jun Xiaoyao's palm continued unabated and hit the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan's genius' chest heavily.
Then...
There was a thud.
The blood mist exploded all over the sky.
The genius of the eight-armed spider demon clan has fallen!
The entire Soul Burial Mountain was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
All the Burial Earth creatures watching the battle had their eyes bulging out and their scalps numb, as if their heads were going to explode.
One of the ten little kings was killed instantly
All living beings feel like they are in a dream.
This is so unreal.
He was the strongest genius in a region, with extraordinary strength. He stood out from thousands of young geniuses and became one of the ten little kings.
As a result, now, I can't resist Jun Xiaoyao's move!
This kind of decisive instant kill was so shocking that it made people feel numb all over.
"You..." Some of the powerful men from the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan who came to watch the battle looked stunned at first, and then filled with endless anger.
They couldn't help it, so they took action.
However, he encountered Jun Xiaoyao's cold eyes.
In an instant, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, the strong man of the eight-armed spider demon clan suddenly woke up.
They remembered that Jun Xiaoyao also had three terrifying Great Saint Realm puppets, the Tu Shen Puppet.
If Jun Xiaoyao sacrifices, unless he invites a powerful person from the Holy Lord or above in the clan to come, he will not be able to deal with Jun Xiaoyao at all.
Thinking of this, the strong man from the eight-armed spider demon tribe still held back and did not take action.
As for Mo Ling, his expression also solidified.
Although his strength is stronger than that of the eight-armed spider demon clan, it is really only a little bit stronger.
Jun Xiaoyao can kill the genius of the eight-armed spider demon tribe with one move, so it probably only takes a few or two moves to deal with him.
"Why, are you still prepared to challenge this Son of God alone?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly with his hands behind his hands.
Mo Ling's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten Xiang.
Jun Xiaoyao was like adding salt to his wounds.
"Humph, I don't believe it!"
Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan snorted coldly, and he decided to take action.
