Outside the imperial capital of the ancient Zhuque Kingdom, the mighty coalition forces of the three ancient kingdoms attacked again.
But there was still a hint of panic on the faces of many sergeants.
After all, the last time, he had been frightened by the four guards of Feng Linhuo of the Jun family.
However, although there was still a sense of fear in their hearts, the coalition forces were not too panicked.
Because they also heard from the generals above that this time there will be big names and mysterious forces helping.
Even if the Jun family's divine son came forward, he could not prevent the destruction of the ancient Suzaku country.
On the side of the Ancient Suzaku Country, they have already made preparations.
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom were guarding outside the imperial capital.
The Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom, Bai Yu'er and others have also appeared.
"Isn't the Son of God here yet?" Bai Yu'er asked the attendant.
"Replying to the princess, the news has been passed on, and it is expected to be here soon." The attendant said.
"Okay." Bai Yuer nodded slightly.
If she can't see Jun Xiaoyao, her heart will never be at peace.
On the other side, the coalition forces of the three ancient countries have approached the imperial capital.
Above the sky, three figures emerged, none other than the three kings of Qinglong, White Tiger, and Xuanwu.
However, what caught the attention of Lord Suzaku and others was.
Behind the three of them, floating in the void, was an extremely gorgeous bed made of gold.
That's right, it's an extremely large bed.
The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.
There are gauze covers on all sides, but you can vaguely see many graceful figures among them.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Suzaku Kingdom was a little stunned.
Could it be that the mysterious young master mentioned by the Lord of Qinglong Kingdom is on that bed.
But this is too weird. Who would refine a bed sacrifice into an air-controlling weapon?
When the leader of the Suzaku Kingdom thought of this, his face suddenly froze.
"It can't be...is it that one?" The Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom's heart sank slightly.
If it was really what he guessed, then the situation would not be good.
Even with the support of the Jun family's divine son, it would probably be extremely troublesome.
"Haha, Lord Zhuque, we meet again." Lord Qinglong chuckled.
This time he seemed very confident.
"It seems that you are still stubborn. Haven't you suffered enough from the losses last time?" The leader of the Suzaku Kingdom was also very stubborn.
He has the support of the Jun family god son behind him, so there is no need to be too worried about the mysterious young master.
But at this time, a cold and arrogant voice came from the golden dragon bed.
"Master of the Suzaku Kingdom, I will give you one last chance to surrender to me and hand over that thing, and..."
The voice paused and then said.
"Let the princess worship Yu'er and become my concubine."
The cold and arrogant tone resounded throughout the world.
The faces of the people in the ancient Suzaku Kingdom were all flushed with anger.
The face of the Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom was extremely cold, but when he heard that the mysterious young master called himself the Marquis, his heart sank completely.
Nine times out of ten, that person is not wrong.
However, at this moment.
A colder and more domineering voice sounded from the sky.
"Who do you think you are if you let someone from this god's son become your concubine?!"
Deep in the imperial capital, a golden divine light erupted.
It was a majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot and soaring into the sky.
A peerless figure of the Fengshen stood on the chariot, like a white-clothed god king, its power shook the world!
And behind him, Jun Zhanjian and the four men led the four guards of Fenglin Huoshan, as if four torrents of destruction were coming, crushing them!
"The divine son of the Jun family is here!"
"That's a top-notch ancient royal creature, a nine-headed lion, actually used to pull a cart!?"
"The four guards of Fenglinhuoshan are also here!"
The allied forces of the three ancient countries suddenly became commotion.
After all, there is still a shadow in their hearts.
Not only the four guards of Feng Linhuo, but also Jun Xiaoyao, who used the Immortal Killing Sword Technique to kill tens of thousands of soldiers with one sword. It was simply devilish!
Jun Xiaoyao stands in the sky above the imperial capital.
The arrival of him and the Four Guards of Fenglinhuoshan calmed down the hearts of everyone in the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.
Bai Yuer's eyes flashed, showing joy.
Because what Jun Xiaoyao is talking about is the person who is the Son of God.
That means that she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if she is a female slave, she is still Jun Xiaoyao's slave girl.
"Son of God." The Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom slightly arched his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.
He did have some guesses. If they were correct, they were very close.
"The divine son of the Jun family is indeed as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors say."
A cold voice came from the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao's scolding just now made him extremely unhappy, but due to the power of the Jun family's divine son, he did not get angry directly.
"It seems that you are the mastermind behind the three ancient countries." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.
"Black hand? Haha, I just want to conquer some affiliated forces." The voice said.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
This statement is obviously an excuse.
His goal is the bronze compass inherited from the four ancient countries.
Conquering power is nothing more than a cover-up.
And he calls himself Ben Houye.
Jun Xiaoyao had almost guessed who he was.
"I, the Son of God, don't like people hiding their heads and tails in front of me. Show yourself!"
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale, he made a fist seal with his hand and punched out.
His current state is in the late stage of Guiyi Realm, which is far more perfect than the previous Shenqiao Realm. It is much more powerful.
The power of the same move is completely different.
A lifelike golden dragon wrapped around his fist and blasted out. It was the Dragon Fist.
Everyone only heard a dragon roar, and a long golden dragon passed through the sky and bombarded the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't have the power to bless the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power, but this punch is enough to shatter a thousand-foot mountain!
"snort!"
There was a cold snort in the golden dragon bed.
A palm stretched out, and the mana spurted out, as if it had turned into millions of palms in an instant, slapping the void, causing the space to vibrate and overturn slightly.
"Huh? Hunyuan Sanshou... It seems that it is indeed him." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.
He had almost determined the identity of that person before, and now that he was using his magical power, his identity was even more revealed.
Boom!
In the void, the two people's moves collided, causing thousands of waves.
Countless people below were stunned.
Is this the battle fluctuation of Guiyi Realm Tianjiao? Why does it feel as scary as a saint?
The violent air waves swept across all directions, but Jun Xiaoyao's figure remained motionless.
But the golden dragon bed was knocked back, and all the gauze curtains were torn apart.
The figure inside was finally revealed.
Many beauties in scantily clad clothes were directly shocked to death by the shock wave and fell on the bed in a mess.
In the center of the bed, a young man wearing a jade crown and a red gold king's robe, with an ordinary appearance and no features, stared at Jun Xiaoyao with a cold look on his face.
"As expected, it's you, the champion of the Panwu Dynasty!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
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