Jun Xiaoyao's white clothes are better than the snow, his clothes are fluttering, and he stands in the sky in the wind.
The Dao patterns surging all over the body, and the light emerging from thousands of feet, really looks like the son of the Immortal Emperor, the descendant of the gods, with a sacred, transcendent, and supreme meaning.
"Is it...Jun...Jun...Jun Xiaoyao?" Upon seeing this, a prodigy from the Dragon Clan suddenly had his eyes bulging with extreme shock, and his words were a little awkward.
Not only him, but also the other geniuses of the Dragon Clan, each one looked like they had seen a ghost, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
Yes, it really was like seeing a ghost.
Because Jun Xiaoyao, didn’t he already fall into the Bronze Immortal Palace?
Why did he appear in front of them alive now?
"Isn't it because I'm dazzled?" Some of the dragon tribe's geniuses rubbed their eyes desperately, but Jun Xiaoyao's figure still stood in the sky.
"Why, are you so surprised to see this son of God?" Jun Xiaoyao had a smile on his face, looking indifferent and gentle.
But the genius of the dragon race present didn’t think so.
Jun Xiaoyao's evil reputation has completely spread throughout the Immortal Ancient World.
In the Immortal Ancient World, there is no one who does not know Jun Xiaoyao.
In the eyes of these ancient immortal beings, Jun Xiaoyao is synonymous with the God of Killing.
"You...haven't you already died in the Bronze Immortal Palace?" A prodigy from the Dragon Tribe said in a voiceless voice.
"Death? Unless I want to die, who can take my life?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly with his hands behind his hands.
"Oh my god, even the Bronze Immortal Palace can't make him fall..." The genius of the Dragon Race wailed in his heart.
They were joking just now that it couldn't be Jun Xiaoyao who was back.
As a result, now, it is true.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you killed His Highness the Crown Prince and yet you dared to appear openly and openly in the ancestral land of our Dragon Clan. Do you want to seek your own death?"
A woman from the dragon tribe, her eyes filled with naked hatred.
The Dragon Clan, like the Ancestral Dragon Nest, has different internal bloodlines.
This woman from the Dragon Tribe is from the clan of Prince Ao Guang.
"Seeking death?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the woman.
Still with a warm smile on his face, he slowly stretched out a hand.
Suddenly, the aura of the holy realm burst out.
His body is still stained with the aura of the Bronze Immortal Palace, so the saint's calamity has not yet come.
But this does not mean that Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint.
boom!
As Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hand, a giant mana hand with intertwined Dao patterns came down directly.
The dragon tribe woman's face showed panic.
She didn't even have time to scream, she just let out a puff and was crushed into a meat pie.
The geniuses of the Dragon Clan present were all stunned.
The aura exuding from Jun Xiaoyao's body at this moment made their minds go blank.
"Saint...the aura of a saint?"
After a brief blank period, there was unbelievable horror!
"This is impossible!" Many of the Dragon Race's geniuses lost their voices and were extremely shocked.
Before Jun Xiaoyao was in the Immortal Ancient World, he had cultivated in the Taoist Realm and was already an extremely monster.
But now...
Damn it, you have become a saint!
Even if you ride on a rocket, you can't practice at such a fast speed!
"You...what secret method did you use!?" The genius of the Youlong clan lost his voice and couldn't believe it.
"If you don't believe it, then try it again."
Jun Xiaoyao stepped out without even making a move.
The saint wave emanating from it crushed a dragon-human prodigy until his body burst into pieces and blood splashed all over the sky.
In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, these prodigies of the Dragon Race are worthless trash, not even qualified to join his force.
"Run!"
“He really is a saint, my God!”
"Let's go back to our ancestral land. Even if Jun Xiaoyao is a saint, he will never dare to step into our ancestral land!"
Some of the geniuses of the Dragon Clan were exclaiming and began to flee hastily towards the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.
The strong men of their dragon tribe are all within the ancestral land.
Looking at the backs of those scurrying away, Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to kill them directly, but he didn't.
It was like looking at a white rat in a cage, with playful eyes.
"You think I dare not step into the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan? It's ridiculous." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He really sympathized with these geniuses of the Dragon Race.
They knew nothing about Jun Xiaoyao's abilities.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was killing people in front of the Dragon Clan's ancestral land.
This movement was also heard by spies from other races around.
For a time, many races began to gather towards the ancestral land of the Dragon Tribe.
Elsewhere, a group of young creatures with third eyes between their eyebrows also received the news.
"What, there is movement on the Dragon Tribe side, could it be related to the previous vibration in the sky?"
These creatures are the young geniuses of the Three-Eyed Saint Clan.
After they got the news, they also rushed to the Dragon Clan.
The genius of the Ancient Witch Clan also got the news and headed to the Dragon Clan as quickly as possible.
"There is movement in the Dragon Clan. Who dares to cause trouble in the Dragon Clan?"
Li Qiuyue was ordered by Li Xian to come out to investigate the situation, and she also got the news.
"Go and have a look."
Li Qiuyue also led a group of talented people from the Beauty Clan to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.
For a time, the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan seemed to have become the center of the ancient world.
Many races are rushing to leave.
The reason why there is such a movement is that many people associate this matter with the abnormal vibration in the sky just now.
For these ancient immortal races who long for freedom, any abnormality will cause them great concern.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao had arrived in front of the Dragon Clan's ancestral land.
A small number of the dragon clan's geniuses also fled into the ancestral land.
After entering the ancestral land, these dragon tribe geniuses also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately looked at Jun Xiaoyao who came here, with a touch of teasing and ridicule on their faces.
The strong men of the Dragon Tribe cannot leave their ancestral land.
But as long as Jun Xiaoyao dares to step into the ancestral land, they guarantee that Jun Xiaoyao will never walk out alive.
"Jun Xiaoyao, although I don't know what means you used to temporarily reach the realm of a saint, but this is the ancestral land of our Dragon Race. You will die if you step in!"
"Yes, aren't you very strong? If you have the guts, just step in?"
"That's right, come here!" There was also a prodigy from the Dragon Clan, who raised his fingers at Jun Xiaoyao with a provocative look on his face.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly and said: "Idiot!"
Immediately, he looked at the geniuses of the dragon race, and the three-generation soul in his mind shook and released waves.
Poof!
Those geniuses of the dragon race who spoke sarcastically and ridiculed, their souls were annihilated one by one, their heads exploded, and they exploded like bloody fireworks.
"Be bold!"
In the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan, cold shouts came out, and the aura of a saint burst out.
The saint of the dragon tribe appeared.
And at this time, the other major ancient immortal races also came to the area around the Dragon Clan's ancestral land.
The people from the Three-Eyed Saint Clan and the Ancient Witch Clan were all present.
Li Qiuyue also led the geniuses of the Beauty clan to this place.
However, when she looked around and saw that peerless figure in white, who looked like an immortal, her mind was shocked and she went completely blank.
Isn't this the person she yearns for day and night?
"It's...Lord Son of God!"
Li Qiuyue covered her pink lips with her hand, showing surprise, surprise, and deep joy!
