Chapter 1120 Easily Destroying the Dark Seeds, Jiang Luoli's Thoughts

The white clothes are whiter than snow, the lapels flutter, the aura shakes the universe, and the smiles are proud of the sky.

He steps on the quasi-immortal level of Qingtian Dapeng.

As soon as he appeared, his might swept the entire battlefield!

Everyone looked sideways!

Everyone was shocked!

When Jiang Luoli saw the long-lost figure, her eyes blurred instantly.

She didn't want to let herself cry, but the tears could not stop.

It was joy, excitement, and the burst of long-term longing.

"Brother Xiaoyao..."

With a hint of crying, a sweet and mellow voice that makes people pity came from Jiang Luoli's little mouth.

Who is coming, there is no need to say more!

"He is coming..."

At this moment, countless immortal domain Tianjiao on the entire battlefield, with different feelings.

Looking up to a legend that once ended, the king returns!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

When seeing Jun Xiaoyao appear, the dark seeds of the Demon Origin clan were first stunned, and then burst into a monstrous anger!

Jun Xiaoyao played the entire Demon Origin Clan as fools.

He even directly killed Mahārā, one of the six kings of world destruction.

This made the seeds of the Demon Origin Clan have cold murderous intent in their eyes.

They all knew it.

Jun Xiaoyao was able to kill the evil mainly because of the golden Dharma body and external forces such as the Three-Life Copper Coffin.

And everyone also saw that after the power of the Dharma body's faith was exhausted, it could not be used.

So the dark seeds of the Demon Origin Clan were not too afraid of Jun Xiaoyao.

He could feel that Jun Xiaoyao was also in the Great Perfection of the Supreme Realm like him, and had not broken through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm.

"Die!"

Without any hesitation, the dark seeds of the Demon Origin Clan made a move, and the boundless magic energy gathered into a black spear, as if it could pierce the sky, and rushed towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Now, if anyone can kill Jun Xiaoyao.

That will definitely become the supreme honor of the foreign land!

Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.

After experiencing the ultimate battle of evil.

In his eyes, the battles of the younger generation now are just like children playing house, and he can't stir up any waves in his heart.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao simply pressed down with one palm.

Between his fingers and palms, the chaotic energy surged, and every strand could collapse the sky.

Sensing this extremely terrifying power, the dark seed of the Demon Origin Clan also changed his face suddenly.

He thought well.

He and Jun Xiaoyao are indeed both in the Great Perfection of the Supreme Realm.

But there are differences in the Supreme Realm.

Ordinary Supremes are obviously not the same as the Extreme Supremes who control nine laws.

And what about Jun Xiaoyao?

He is the abnormal Supreme who controls ten laws and surpasses the Extreme Realm!

Not to mention that this is not Jun Xiaoyao's limit!

The dark seed of the Demon Origin Clan is also very strong, and has cultivated six laws.

But in front of Jun Xiaoyao, the abnormal Supreme, it is still as fragile as an ant.

The Chaos Handprint fell down, like the ancient Demon Mountain, crushing the Dark Seed of the Demonic Origin Clan to pieces, destroying them both physically and spiritually!

The other two Dark Seeds who saw this scene were horrified and tried to escape in a hurry.

Jun Xiaoyao also raised his hand and slapped him.

One palm killed a kid.

In just a moment, the three foreign Dark Seeds who slaughtered all directions on the Tianjiao battlefield were all destroyed!

"Gulu..."

Some Tianjiaos in the Immortal Realm swallowed hard.

This was not the power of Jun Xiaoyao's divine body.

It was his own power.

Killing ordinary Supremes was like an ant!

Countless eyes looked at the figure standing on the blue sky roc, as if they were looking at a miracle!

"Lord Xiaoyao is back!"

"The Son of God is unparalleled!"

"The king of the younger generation of my Immortal Realm is finally back!"

"If you can win the game with the sky, then who else can win?!"

Many Tianjiaos in the Immortal Realm shouted and were extremely excited.

Although Jun Xiaoyao has many opponents in the fairyland, there are more people who worship him.

Especially after Jun Xiaoyao killed the ultimate disaster, this kind of worship has been close to mindlessness and madness.

Playing games with the sky.

Suppressing the evil thoughts of the gods and saving the border.

Killing the ultimate disaster.

Any one of these things is enough to make all spirits worship and all living beings admire.

And all this was done by Jun Xiaoyao alone.

If he is not worshipped on the altar, who should be worshipped on the altar?

"Brother Xiaoyao!"

I saw a beautiful figure rushing towards Jun Xiaoyao like a young swallow returning to the nest and throwing herself into his arms.

It was Jiang Luoli.

After not seeing for a long time, Jiang Luoli has not changed much except for her height, and she is still the short-legged one.

But her temperament has changed a little.

If the former Jiang Luoli was cunning as an elf, lively and pretty.

Then now she is more mature and quieter, with a beautiful face and a fair and rosy face.

Obviously, this is inseparable from her experience over the years.

Even the apple of the Jiang family's eye should grow up after leaving the greenhouse.

Especially before, after hearing about Jun Xiaoyao's death.

Jiang Luoli seemed to have grown up overnight and understood what it felt like to lose.

Now, seeing the familiar person she loves again.

She couldn't help but threw herself into Jun Xiaoyao's arms, regardless of whether she was on the battlefield or not.

The feeling of regaining what was lost was too precious.

Looking at Jiang Luoli, who was curled up in his arms, obviously wanted to cry, but tried not to cry, and her shoulders were twitching slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao also sighed slightly.

Over the years, he has been practicing, becoming stronger, and exploring the truth of the world.

Indeed, he has overlooked a lot.

Ignored the people around him.

Not only Jiang Luoli.

There is also Jiang Shengyi, the woman who has been silently giving behind him but never asked for anything from him.

He thought of that fragment of the future again. The world was in turmoil, and Jiang Shengyi looked at him sadly with a bloody smile.

Jun Xiaoyao thought, should he make a solemn promise?

He was afraid that if he missed it, he might never have another chance.

Jun Xiaoyao kept this matter in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and lifted Jiang Luoli's pretty face.

Perhaps it was the yearning that he could not get.

It made Jiang Luoli's delicate eyebrows more haggard.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I knew that you could not leave us without a word. You are not that kind of person."

Jiang Luoli's voice had a hint of crying, but her face showed a smile with tears.

This kind of emotion is extremely complicated, with joy, excitement, fear, and a little grievance.

"Sorry, I made you worry."

Jun Xiaoyao didn't know what to say.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I'm glad you're back." Jiang Luoli's eyes were red, and there was a trace of tears in her smile.

"You have really grown up." Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

Jiang Luoli was stunned, and then her little nose twitched. Finally, she couldn't help crying completely. She hugged Jun Xiaoyao with her jade arms and buried her little face in Jun Xiaoyao's arms.

Still the familiar tenderness.

It has never changed.

Jun Xiaoyao patted Jiang Luoli's jade back.

But he noticed a very complicated gaze, with a hint of envy, secretly looking over.

The Emperor's daughter Lingyuan!