In the golden seven-story pagoda.
On each level, there is a piece of fairy source.
In each piece of immortal source, there is a saint-level genius from the ancient immortal court sealed away.
In Jun Xiaoyao's soul perception.
The tempered aura exuded by the entire holy mountain converges towards the golden pagoda.
Then it poured into the bodies of the seven sealed Saint Sons.
In other words, these seven saint-child-level figures sealed away by the Ancient Immortal Court.
During the long period of sleep, he was tempered by the breath of the holy mountain.
They use the breath of the holy mountain as nourishment to temper their bodies.
After such a long time, it is hard to imagine how strong these seven Saints of the Ancient Immortal Court have become.
"But why are they sleeping in the Forgotten Realm?"
This is a point of confusion for Jun Xiaoyao.
The Forgotten Kingdom is closed and the time of its birth is uncertain.
If the Ancient Immortal Court wants to seal the seed-level talent, it should not be sealed in the Forgotten Kingdom.
In comparison, these seven Holy Sons of the Ancient Immortal Court seemed more like they were sealed here together with someone else.
Just like the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, sleeping with Emperor Haotian.
"Could it be that there are still important figures in the Ancient Immortal Court sealed here, and these seven saints are just followers?"
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly thought of something in his heart.
"But no matter what, first of all, this golden pagoda must be destroyed." A cold and stern look flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
He already knew some of the causes and consequences.
The most important thing now is to destroy the golden pagoda that protects the Holy Mountain.
And just when Jun Xiaoyao was about to take action.
In other directions, some geniuses came up.
They saw Jun Xiaoyao and others at a glance.
"It's you!"
The first ones to come up were the Xingyue God lineage.
Xing Yushen, Long Xuanyi and others saw a hint of coldness in their eyes when they saw Jun Xiaoyao.
When they were fighting for the Feixian Waterfall in the Forgotten Land, they were also tricked by Jun Xiaoyao.
There is no chance to win Feixian Waterfall.
Immediately, Yu Hui, Yu Mo, Bai Luoxue and others from Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry also came up.
They glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, and a strange look suddenly appeared in their eyes.
The eighteen riders of Yanyun all have some feelings for each other.
They could vaguely feel the aura of Ziyan Tianjun.
In other words, Ziyan Tianjun and others fell into the hands of this black-robed man.
And Bai Luoxue looked at the man in black robes. For some reason, she felt more and more uneasy in her heart.
Immediately, Yan Xiao from Zhu Rong Xiantong, Yao Junzi from Shennong Xiantong and other geniuses, and even Qin Yuanqing and others came up.
For a moment, the atmosphere was stagnant.
"Hey, is that a seed-level figure from Ancient Immortal Court?"
Yan Xiao, Yao Junzi and others looked at the seven figures sealed in the golden pagoda, showing surprise.
"If we can win them over..."
The heirs of the major immortal traditions began to become more active.
"We'll talk about this later, but right now, there are some personal vendettas that need to be resolved."
The God of Punishment said coldly, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
"What a coincidence, we also have a personal feud that needs to be resolved."
Yu Hui and Yu Mo also stepped forward.
When Yan Xiao and Yao Junzi saw this scene, they looked at each other and then took a step back.
They don't want to get involved in the three-party war.
They had seen this man in black robe before, he was from Ling Yuan's lineage.
And Yu Hui, Yu Mo and others were from Di Haotian.
Naturally, there is no need to say more about Xing Yushen and others.
Their three branches are originally the most powerful three forces, standing on a three-legged basis.
The other geniuses of the Immortal Tradition just watched from the sidelines.
Qin Yuanqing was also watching.
He also wanted to confirm whether his thoughts were correct.
"You guys stand back first."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, asking Lu Fugui, Mo Yanyu, and Chi You to step back.
Lu Fugui was a little hesitant, because the current opponents were not easy to mess with.
Yu Hui and Yu Mo joined forces, and even Di Haotian couldn't ignore them.
The God of Punishment is the holy body of fighting, and his fighting power is even more powerful.
There is also Long Xuanyi, the son of Ancient Emperor Long Teng.
Neither of them is easy to mess with.
Unless the identity of the man in black robe is really what he guessed.
As for Mo Yanyu, she simply retreated.
She was the only person present who knew Jun Xiaoyao's identity.
In her eyes, although these opponents are strong, they cannot be Jun Xiaoyao's opponents.
"It seems that this battle is inevitable." Jun Xiaoyao's tone was still very calm.
Yan Xiao and others looked at Jun Xiaoyao with some curiosity.
Facing the Xingyu God, Long Xuanyi, Yu Hui, Yu Mo and other unparalleled talents, he can still be so calm.
His identity is arousing curiosity.
"Do you think that with Ling Yuan backing you, you can challenge me?" Xing Yushen's breath shook.
Several people vaguely blocked the escape routes around Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.
"I think you have misunderstood from the beginning to the end."
"What?"
Several people looked indifferent.
"You are not worthy of letting me challenge you. Would a real dragon in the sky challenge a loach in the mud?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words immediately caused the expressions of several people present to change, and they became even colder.
boom!
The God of Punishment took action directly.
He has a resolute and resolute nature.
With one punch, the world shook.
Fighting Holy Body, known as the number one in combat effectiveness.
Of course, there may be some water in it, but there is no doubt about the strength of this holy body.
Jun Xiaoyao also punched out, and the two punched each other.
boom!
There was a loud noise like thunder, and God Xing Yue felt a huge force coming from his arm.
He was like an egg hitting a stone, his chest shook violently, blood surged in his body, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still swallowed it.
"you……"
Xing Yushen's eyes were filled with surprise.
"One effort can defeat ten levels. Combat skills are worthless in the face of absolute strength." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Not to mention his power, it completely overwhelms the God of Death.
Even in terms of combat skills, Jun Xiaoyao, who had practiced the God of War Illustration and fought against Luan Gu Emperor, was no weaker than Xing Yu Shen.
"who are you?"
Long Xuanyi also took one step forward.
Jun Xiaoyao did not answer, but simply said: "You guys come together, otherwise, I won't even be interested in taking action."
"It's really a bit arrogant." Yu Mo said.
"But this reminds me of a person. He was once so arrogant, but now he is lying in his ancestral land to heal his wounds." Yu Hui said calmly.
The geniuses present looked at each other and knew who Yu Hui was talking about.
But Mo Yanyu couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.
She really wanted to see the funny expressions on these people's faces when they knew the truth.
Jun Xiaoyao was very indifferent to this and took one step forward.
Suddenly, the entire Holy Mountain seemed to tremble.
An extremely terrifying aura emerged, and the power of energy and blood rushed straight into the sky, as if it had turned into a dragon of energy and blood.
At the same time, thousands of runes appeared, as if the great avenues between heaven and earth were resonating with them.
This breath burst out, and it was no weaker than the pressure of the Holy Mountain.
The expressions of all the geniuses suddenly changed drastically at this moment, and they spoke in shock.
"Innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus!"
