The scenes outside the Zhuxian Dynasty shocked everyone.
There were more than twenty myths there, but these powerful men from the upper world, who used elixirs to forcibly break through the realm of myths, worked together with tactical calculations, but still failed to hold on for a long time.
The Lord God didn't even move his fingers from beginning to end, but his footsteps fell, causing those mythical warriors to have their bones broken, their bodies shattered, and they suffered heavy injuries.
The strong men with rich backgrounds in the Qiwen Tower and the Starry Sky Ancient Road Headquarters had witnessed him kill the dark messengers at the second level of mythology with their own eyes, and also knew that he had single-handedly killed the dark powerhouses at the first level of the nine major myths.
They all knew that he was very strong, but the method Junshen showed today once again refreshed the upper limit of their knowledge.
In an attic in a certain area of the city, Sheng Ziyu and Uncle Ran were sitting in front of the window, quietly looking outside.
They witnessed the entire process.
Snapped!
The wine glass in Sheng Ziyu's hand shattered instantly, his eyes slowly narrowed, wisps of cold light burst out from the slits in his eyes, and a ridge formed on his jade-like face.
"How can there be such a person in the lower world!"
His voice was cold, with a deep sense of jealousy.
Yes, he was jealous and very unbalanced.
He is the holy son of the demon clan, born with a golden key in his mouth, and he is completely different from the people in this lower world.
His bloodline is the bloodline of the Ancient Demon Snake, which is extremely powerful ancient blood. He has cultivated to the pinnacle of the Holy King Realm, but he is only at the first level of the Mythical Realm.
With his physical strength, he can only show this level of power.
He is in the realm of the Holy King and has the bloodline of ancient demons!
That Jun Wuxie was only under the Holy Realm, and he was also a human race!
"I underestimated him..."
Uncle Ran's expression was cold, but there was a hint of shock deep in his eyes.
He seemed to feel Sheng Ziyi's emotions, glanced at him briefly, and said: "Sheng Zi, you should have a rock-like state of mind. That Jun Wuxie is very strong, but this is also due to the changes in the lower world universe over the years. The prosperous age of this world has passed, and the end of the world has come. The prosperous age of our upper world has just begun, and all kinds of peerless treasures will be born one by one. By then, as long as the Holy Son seizes the opportunity, the growth intensity of talent will surely advance by leaps and bounds, far away. Leave it behind.”
"What Uncle Ran is talking about is, how could I mess up my state of mind for a person from the lower world? Barbarians are not worthy of disturbing my Taoist mind."
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At the same time, in the air in front of King Zong Mountain, Ling Qingyu and the elegant woman were looking at the battlefield in the distance.
"I only knew that he was already a myth, but I didn't know that he had become so powerful..."
Ling Qingyu was shocked, this was the lower realm.
That bad embryo could cultivate to such an extent in a place like the lower realm, crushing people in the same realm and in the same realm, and seriously injuring dozens of people with mythical combat power with just a few moves. This is really unbelievable.
If a mythical young prodigy from the upper realm could achieve this level, it would be reasonable, but this is the lower realm universe where cultivation civilization is extremely backward...
"Although his words and actions towards you are disgusting, I have to admit that he is indeed an amazing little guy."
The elegant and beautiful woman couldn't help but marvel. She was really shocked by the young man's practical ability.
When he first entered the realm of mythology, he was able to crush his opponents in the same realm and field like this. Such characters were rare even in the upper realm.
At least, this is the case for now, but it may be different in the future. After all, as the prosperous age begins, all kinds of amazing talents will inevitably emerge. This is an unchanging law since ancient times.
"Aunt Jing, you see that he is so talented. If he is besieged by messengers from various forces, how about you come out to help him? Wouldn't it be a pity for such a potential person to die? Let him join our demon clan, and he will have a bright future. It can increase the strength of our demon clan.”
"Qingyu, what are you thinking about?" The elegant and beautiful woman shook her head gently and said, "He seems to have great potential now, but it is not certain how successful he will be in the future. How can we offend so many people because of him?" A powerful force, do you know what consequences that will bring to our demon race?"
"Aunt Jing..."
"Don't mention this matter again!" The elegant and beautiful woman refused flatly, her tone non-negotiable: "Don't talk about Aunt Jing, even your father wouldn't dare to make the decision on this kind of thing, because the consequences are too serious!"
Ling Qingyu fell silent.
How could she not know the consequences?
She just had to watch that bad guy die in the siege, which was hard for her to accept...
"Qingyu..." The elegant and beautiful woman sighed, with a hint of distress in her eyes, "You are a saint of the demon clan. Your feelings must not be willful or independent. This may be the price of being a saint. The prosperous age is coming. , our demon clan will also face many tests. The two lines should have a more harmonious relationship and work together to develop the whole clan, and you and Sheng Zichen are the link that promotes the harmony between the two lines..."
"Aunt Jing..." Ling Qingyu trembled and looked at her with disbelief, "What did you say? Is this your idea or what my father meant?"
The elegant and beautiful woman couldn't bear it. She couldn't face Ling Qingyu's gaze. She turned slightly sideways and said, "It's the intention of the elders. They agreed that only in this way can the two lines be harmonious. They once mentioned it to your father, but your father rejected it. Yes. Aunt Jing and your father naturally hope that you can make your own decisions about your feelings, but as a member of the demon clan and a saint, there are some things you cannot control yourself, and there are some responsibilities that you must always fulfill..."
"Responsibility?" Ling Qingyu's eyes became particularly cold, and she regained her cold and quiet temperament, and said coldly: "I can work hard to become stronger for the demon clan, but am I not used as a bargaining chip by them? Do they treat me, Ling Qingyu, as a doll? ? I will never agree to this matter, but I want to see what the elders can do to me, and whether they can kill me?"
The elegant and beautiful woman did not respond, but sighed quietly.
No one can change what the elders unanimously decided. How many years can Qingyu's father delay it for her?
That day will eventually come, there is no way to escape it, maybe it is fate.
She often resented herself, why she only had the Holy Emperor realm. If she became a Holy Ancestor, then she and her brother-in-law, who was the Demon Lord, would be able to compete with the Elders, and they would have to reconsider their decision.
But if she wants to break through to the realm of the Holy Ancestor, it will be almost impossible to achieve within a few years. Even with her talent, there is no hope...
Boom!
On the distant battlefield, fighting broke out again.
More than twenty mythical powerhouses from the Tianjing Holy Sect and the Soul Hunting Temple launched a fierce attack on Jun Wuxie.
The river of time is rushing there, and among the rolling waves are countless scenes of mortal world. Three thousand floating worlds are wonderful and gorgeous, but when the prosperity comes to an end, there is endless desolation.
All kinds of secret techniques collapsed in the endless river, and the Hunyuan Qi and black energy continued to collapse.
More than twenty figures were blown away and fell in all directions, suffering heavy injuries again.
There were almost no intact parts of those people's bodies, they were full of cracks, their bones were exposed, their breastbones were collapsed, and they were all deflated. Bloody foam poured out of their mouths. They were all swaying, and their eyes showed fear and unwillingness.
"If we can't kill you today, someone stronger will come down from the realm to take your life and slaughter your dynasty in the future!"
The messenger of Tianjing Holy Sect roared loudly.
Their current mood is one of fear, unwillingness, and humiliation.
A dignified person from the upper world, in this barbaric universe with extremely backward cultivation and civilization, overturned the boat after taking the [Forbidden Pill] and lost at the hands of a young man from the lower world. This is a great shame and humiliation. Even if you die, you can't take it away. What a shame!
"Fellow Taoists of the Tianjing Holy Sect, don't be impatient. There is no need for another day. Today, he will be doomed and will die without a burial place!"
A rich voice came from the starry sky, carrying unparalleled confidence.
At the same time, rays of light penetrated the atmosphere like a meteor shower and came to the sky above the battlefield, forming an air shock wave covering thousands of miles.
When the people of the Zhuxian Dynasty saw such a scene, their hearts sank suddenly.
Those people who call the messengers of the Tianjing Holy Sect "fellow Taoists" must also be messengers who have come down from the upper realm.
There were so many of them that at a glance, there were more than a thousand of them!
The location of their landing was very precise, just in the four directions of the area where Junshen was located, sealing off an area tens of thousands of miles in radius, forming an encirclement.
"He's dead."
In front of the window of the attic in the city, the corners of Sheng Ziyi's mouth raised slightly, and there was a cheerful smile on his face.
"If they all take the [Divine Forbidden Pill], no one who has entered the realm of mythology for the first time can survive in this situation." Uncle Ran poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and said slowly: "Don't talk about entering the realm of mythology for the first time. Even in the middle and late stages of the mythological realm, it is difficult to survive.”
"The barbarians in the lower realm are nothing after all. No matter how amazing they are, if they don't understand the current affairs, it will be in vain. If they offend so many forces in the upper realm and become a rat on the street, everyone will beat them up, and they are destined to die."
Sheng Ziyi was in a very beautiful mood now. He really wanted to see the scene of that kid being killed, and he also looked forward to Ling Qingyu seeing that kid being killed with his own eyes. It would be wonderful.
High in the air in front of Zongwang Mountain, Ling Qingyu squeezed her delicate hands tightly. Beside her, the elegant and beautiful woman held her arm tightly, with a look of regret on her face.
That amazing little guy is about to die, and no one can change this outcome.
Not to mention all of those more than a thousand people, most of them have the [Sacred Forbidden Pill] in their bodies. Once they take it, it is equivalent to a thousand people who have entered the mythical realm for the first time.
Not to mention the current world, in all the heavens and worlds, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that no one can be found who can stand up to thousands of strong men of the same realm and field when they first enter the realm of mythology.
It goes without saying that there can be no miracles or any suspense. Even in my dreams, I wouldn’t even dare to fantasize like that.
She knew that Qingyu would be sad about the little guy's death, but no one could change this outcome.
"Qingyu, you'd better stop reading."
The elegant and beautiful woman tried to pull her away, it would be a bit cruel for her to witness such a scene.
But she pulled it several times but still didn't pull it.
"Aunt Jing, please don't force me to do things I don't like to do."
Ling Qingyu's voice was very cold, and she was very quiet, just staring silently at the battlefield in the distance.
The elegant and beautiful woman's red lips trembled slightly, but in the end she didn't make a sound. She just sighed in her heart and stayed with her quietly.
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In the center of the battlefield, Jun Wuxie put his hands behind his back and glanced around at the more than a thousand messengers from the upper realm. He was calm and composed, showing no signs of panic.
He didn't know how many of these people were carrying the [Forbidden Pill], but he already had an estimate of the maximum number in his mind.
Although taking [Forbidden Pill] can forcefully break into the realm of myth, it is still different from the real myth. This can only be regarded as a pseudo-myth.
This method temporarily enters the realm of mythology, which means that the physical body has to bear the infuriating energy that is much stronger than its own infuriating energy, and the pressure carried by the physical body will increase several times.
In this case, the power multiplier obtained by using the forbidden technique to sublimate cannot be compared with the real myth.
Now the entire Zhuxian Dynasty is silent. Even on other ancient planets in the Emperor's Star Territory, countless people are watching the scene here through the starry sky rune communicators. They all hold their breaths, their hearts are tense, and they are full of emotions. Worried.
Jun Shen is their hope, the leader who resists the torrent of the apocalypse, and the Optimus Pillar of the lower world!
If the king and god fall, there will be no hope for the lower world. Who will care about their life and death?
Everyone hopes that Jun Shen can create another miracle and continue the invincible myth!
But the King and God face too many enemies. Those messengers from the upper world, shameless villains, really bully people too much. So many enemies besiege the King and God!
"Jun Wuxie, since you are invincible in the lower world, we will give you a decent way to die. At this moment, kneel down and execute you. We can leave a few bones of you so that the people in this universe can bury you and leave you a lonely grave. Otherwise, Let your body and soul be destroyed!"
"I saw that you had a strong and invincible attitude when you faced the fellow Taoists from the Tianjing Holy Sect and the Soul Hunting Temple. But I don't know what will happen when you face more than a thousand of us?" the messenger from the Nebula Holy Sect sneered. .
"Jun, you are so audacious that you dare to kill the envoys of my Mei Tong Saint Clan to the lower world. Who gives you the confidence? Now, do you understand how ridiculous and pathetic the strength you rely on is!" Mei Tong The messenger of the Holy Tribe looked with extreme contempt in his eyes: "Look at us people, crushing you to death is about the same as crushing a bedbug. Against our forces in the upper world, you are like an ant versus a blue dragon!"
"You seem to be very confident. In your eyes, I seem to be a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by you?"
The corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth slightly raised. He really admired these envoys from the upper realm. It was stupid and ridiculous to think that they could look down on all living beings and give directions to the country in the universe of the lower realm just because of their large number.
"Isn't it?" The envoy of the Upper Realm Sect, which supports the Penglai Sect and other forces, said coldly: "Now you are not even as good as the meat on the chopping board. The meat on the chopping board is still there after being minced, but you will have no bones left! Destroy! The orthodoxy we support in the lower realm has caused us heavy losses, and you have to pay a hundred times a thousand times the price! After killing you, we will slaughter your dynasty, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
"Very good. When darkness is about to invade, you come to be the vanguard to massacre all sentient beings in the universe below. It seems that some of your forces in the upper realm have already succumbed to the will of darkness. Killing you will be considered as a substitute. God has prevailed."
"Asshole! How dare you slander us when you are about to die?"
"It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. In my eyes, you are already creatures that have fallen into darkness."
"Hahaha! It's so ridiculous that you, a dying man, still accuse us of unfounded charges! Kill us? Just for a kid who has just entered the realm of mythology, I think you are frightened and talking crazy words!"
"Don't talk nonsense to him, just kill him!"
Boom!
In an instant, more than a thousand messengers erupted with terrifying energy.
Their auras climbed crazily, instantly breaking into the mythical realm, and they used forbidden techniques to sublimate.
"Suffer death!"
Those strong men launched attacks from all directions. The light of the secret technique illuminated the sky and the earth, shook the starry sky, and covered millions of miles in a radius. The energy rolled up, vast and magnificent.
