At this moment, the entire street and the surrounding world fell silent.
There was no sound at all.
After a long time, the sound of some people grunting was heard.
Many people had horrified faces and goosebumps all over the floor.
Seeing this scene with their own eyes made them feel like they were in a dream and had a sense of unreality.
A Taoist Priest of Chaos died like this?
Although he is not a perfect Taoist of Chaos, he is still a middle-stage Taoist of Chaos.
Wherever he is placed, he is a heavyweight.
The most important thing is that such a character is not something that the younger generation can kill at will.
Didn’t you see that Jian Wanjue, the forbidden genius, was only qualified to fight with him?
It's not easy to defeat, let alone kill.
The most important thing is that Jun Xiaoyao killed him with one palm.
This kind of shock is far beyond the kind of killing that uses all its strength.
"Am I dreaming that a Taoist monk died so easily?"
"Could it be that the young man in white is not from the younger generation?"
"He slapped him to death even for a forbidden-level prodigy who found it difficult to defeat?"
The monks around him were all speechless and shocked.
Compared to Jian Wanjue, this young man in white is the real boss.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect Miss Luoluo right away."
Jian Wanjue came to Jun Xiaoyao, cupped his hands and said.
"It's okay." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
When the surrounding crowd heard this, they even exploded!
"Wo Cao, am I right? That forbidden-level prodigy is the follower of the young man in white?"
Many people were shocked.
They thought the two were friends.
Now, many people felt even more horrified.
What is the origin of this young man in white?
Can he actually take a forbidden-level prodigy as his servant?
At this moment, Cai Menglan's head was buzzing and she was a little confused.
The whole person stood there, extremely numb.
What kind of iron plate has she kicked?
She thought that Jian Wanjue, the forbidden genius, was Luoluo's confidence.
As a result, the young man in white is her real backer!
But the shock is not here yet.
After a moment, two figures arrived, naturally Huang Qing'er and Hao Ren.
Before, they all stayed in the inn like Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao sensed the fluctuation here and came directly.
They came only after realizing it.
"Sir, what's going on?" Hao Ren asked.
Jian Wanjue briefly talked about it.
"I... read that right, that person seems to be Hao Ren, the grandson of the great bandit Hao Zhengyi?"
"Let me go, that girl seems to be the little princess of the Phoenix clan..."
"And they all seem to be respectful to the young man in white..."
At this time, the whole place was in an uproar, and countless people were in disbelief.
Hao Ren represents the great bandit forces.
Huang Qing'er is the little princess of the Huang clan.
There is also a forbidden-level prodigy as his servant.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao's status in the eyes of everyone was so high that it was unimaginable!
But seriously, let’s talk about the background.
Jun Xiaoyao is real, even more terrifying than they imagined.
And Cai Menglan, who was originally a little confused and dull.
At this moment, his face turned pale, with unspeakable horror.
If the forbidden-level prodigy became a servant, she could barely accept it.
But even Hao Ren and Huang Qing'er, two well-established figures, respected Jun Xiaoyao immensely.
This was unacceptable to Cai Menglan.
These two forces, not even the Cai family, wanted to mess with them casually.
At this time, Jun Xiaoyao cast his eyes lightly on Cai Menglan.
"puff……"
Cai Menglan spit out a mouthful of blood and her delicate body retreated.
She just couldn't bear the look in his eyes!
Jun Xiaoyao calmly withdrew his gaze, and turned to the beach vendor.
As for Cai Menglan, she really wants to run away!
But she didn't dare to run away!
Because she can feel it, as long as she dares to escape.
He will be killed in an instant!
no doubt!
"Is this what it is?"
Jun Xiaoyao picked up the rough stone.
At this moment, the old vendor's legs were already shaking like chaff.
How could he imagine this little girl who seemed ignorant of the world.
There is such a backer!
"Ten thousand immortal sources?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
"This... Young Master, I made a miscalculation. This Fang Yuan Stone is only one hundred immortal sources."
"No...no money, even if it is a gift from the old man to this girl..."
The old man changed his words in a hurry, unable to speak clearly.
This young man in white is enough to kill him thousands of times.
Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent and casually threw away 10,000 immortal sources.
It made the old man stunned.
It’s not that Jun Xiaoyao is stupid and wants to give away money.
But to him, it really was nothing.
It's like if you dropped a dime, would you still bend down to pick it up?
For a young rich man like Jun Xiaoyao who dominates a multiverse.
Ten thousand immortal sources are nothing to him.
The charity he gives out may be much more than this.
The old man accepted it with trembling hands.
I know that this young man in white clothes really has a great background.
Ten Thousand Immortals didn’t even blink an eye.
Many monks around were also stunned.
From this level of generosity, it can be seen that Jun Xiaoyao's family background is really extraordinary.
Cai Menglan's face turned extremely pale.
Now, all fools know that she has provoked a giant Buddha.
"Did Cai Menglan mention the iron plate today?"
"Could it be that if she dies, will the Cai family give up?"
Everyone was curious.
It can be seen from the fact that Jun Xiaoyao slapped the Taoist priest of the Cai family to death and enshrined him.
He is definitely not a soft-hearted Lord.
Cai Menglan, like a prisoner waiting for trial, stood there, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
How embarrassing! How embarrassing!
But Jun Xiaoyao still ignored her.
His eyes fell on this square rough stone.
He pointed it as a sword, and with the sharp edge on his fingertips, he cut directly.
And among them, the power of rules actually emerged, sparks bursting out, as if resisting Jun Xiaoyao's cutting.
"Oh, interesting."
Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
What Pixiu discovered was indeed extraordinary.
Generally speaking, this kind of rough stone has not been cut or even preliminary explored.
All have to be cut by professional sources.
In case something ominous and weird is cut out, etc.
It's not like this has never happened before.
Some monks cut stones without authorization, and ended up cutting out something ominous or terrifying, which caused them to die.
But Jun Xiaoyao is naturally not afraid.
He is the innate holy body of Taoism, the most powerful and the most yang.
In the past, the ancient holy body could restrain all evil spirits, let alone the holy body.
Jun Xiaoyao's palm once again sprayed out the power of rules, canceling out the power of rules in the original stone.
Then he turned his fingers into swords and cut them like tofu.
In an instant, brilliance surged and auspiciousness filled the air, among which the golden flowers were as bright as the vast sea.
The intense light stung everyone so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao was not affected.
He felt a strong blood aura, as if he had cut out a beating heart.
He glanced at it and raised his eyebrows slightly.
