Chapter 873 Long Yaoer Fights Alone and Is Defeated Again, Ji Daoyi Takes Action
The words of the ancient emperor made the atmosphere completely frozen.
On the fairyland side, many Tianjiao showed strange colors in their eyes, and some were even surprised.
At such a critical moment, is the ancient emperor going to attack Jun Xiaoyao?
The creatures of the foreign domain were even a little confused, thinking that they had heard it wrong.
What is going on?
Shouldn't it be a war between the fairyland and the foreign domain?
Why is it that now, the fairyland seems to be in an internal conflict?
"Interesting..." Pu Yao showed a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
He did not act rashly.
This situation, but he did not expect it at all.
"Ancient emperor, you are presumptuous!"
Jun Lingcang and Jun Moxiao showed extreme coldness in their eyes.
At this critical moment, the ancient emperor would actually turn the gun around and target Jun Xiaoyao.
It is said that the overall situation should be given priority.
Now it seems that the ancient emperor does not know what the overall situation is.
"Hehe, Jun Xiaoyao is an anomaly in the history, a person who goes against the will of heaven. Even the will of the fairyland cannot tolerate him, and the Seventh Emperor is sent down to kill him."
"I, the son of the ancient emperor, follow the will of heaven and inherit the position of the Seventh Emperor. Isn't it natural to kill Jun Xiaoyao?"
"After Jun Xiaoyao dies, the crown of heaven will be given by heaven. At that time, a new leader of the fairyland will be selected to protect the fairyland."
The son of the ancient emperor held his head high and his chest was extraordinary. His words were also high-sounding and irrefutable.
"Hehe, I'm afraid the leader of the fairyland is what you want to get."
Jun Xiaoyao was not the slightest bit surprised by the attack of the son of the ancient emperor.
It's better to say that it was completely within his plan.
The son of the ancient emperor was arrogant and naturally couldn't stand it. The glory of this life was taken away by Jun Xiaoyao.
So he had to fight!
No matter what the price, he had to fight for the destiny of this life!
"Let me go first!"
A stunning figure stood out.
Dressed in a snow-white long skirt.
The purple hair was as smooth and shiny as silk.
A beautiful face was very resolute, and the noble purple-gold phoenix eyes burst out with a blazing fighting spirit.
It was the transformed Long Yaoer.
Long Yaoer's transformation was not only about her appearance, but also about her extremely strong aura.
She had always been obsessed with fighting Jun Xiaoyao again.
This was the obsession of being a tyrant!
"You are defeated, it seems that you have not learned your lesson." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"The past is the past, and everything will be rewritten today!"
Long Yaoer did not say too much nonsense and attacked directly.
With five fingers clenched, the slender jade fist blasted out, but it was accompanied by a great force that shook the sky!
The surging purple tyrant body blood was like a surging tide!
Jun Xiaoyao took a step like a god king, and the space shook between his steps.
He stretched out his palm, like the hand of the ancient god of the prehistoric times, covering the sky and the sun, and sweeping the ten directions!
The power of the Holy Body, superimposed on the immortal body of Daluo, and then superimposed on the power of 100,000 divine elephants, the divine power doubled, crushing away!
Bang!
With just one blow, Long Yaoer was knocked back, feeling a terrifying crushing force that made her body unable to bear.
"How is it possible?"
Long Yaoer was stunned.
Jun Xiaoyao would not give her a chance to react.
With one punch, Kunpeng was boundless.
Endless runes constructed an ancient Kunpeng!
A thought of wind and thunder, crushing everything in the world!
Puff!
Long Yaoer was knocked away again, spitting blood.
Her hair fluttered, and a vast dragon power burst out.
Behind her, a Taixu ancient dragon that squeezed the sky and the earth emerged.
The power of the golden ancient dragon bloodline was stimulated to the extreme.
"The Dragon King is infinite!"
At this moment, Long Yaoer was like a dragon queen who was above all dragons, with overwhelming power and overwhelming fear!
Under this pressure, many Tianjiao felt suffocated.
"This is the blood of the golden ancient dragon. Long Yaoer is really against the sky." Some Tianjiao exclaimed.
The blood of the golden ancient dragon, superimposed with the body of the sky, this talent is simply amazing!
If it were any other opponent, it would probably be shocked.
But Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were calm.
He was not interested in delaying with his defeated opponent.
He stomped his feet, and behind him, an equally majestic and transcendent figure emerged.
The holy body vision, the immortal king came to the nine heavens!
On one side was the vision of the ancient dragon, and on the other side was the vision of the immortal king. The overflowing fluctuations caused a great shock here.
If it weren't for the world tree to stabilize the space, I'm afraid the void would be torn apart.
Jun Xiaoyao put his fingers together as a sword, and the sword energy of the immortal slaying went across.
With the blessing of Immortal King Lin Jiutian, the power of this move doubled!
The sword energy as thick as a mountain collapsed the space in front, the runes burst, and the order chain was cut off!
Boom!
A deafening sound broke out.
In the endless smoke and dust.
A green light suddenly pierced through the void.
It was a bronze spear, stained with deposited dark golden blood.
This was an ancient weapon used by the ancestors of the Tyrant Body Ancestor Hall, which had pierced through the Holy Body!
The bronze spear pierced Jun Xiaoyao's chest with a lightning speed.
This can be said to be a heavy killing move that caught people off guard.
Jun Xiaoyao snorted coldly, raised his hand, and directly grabbed the bronze spear with both hands.
The bronze spear shook violently, and the sharp breath burst out, shaking Jun Xiaoyao's palm slightly numb, but he couldn't shake it away.
Jun Xiaoyao turned his hand, blessed it with divine power, and threw it at Long Yaoer.
Puff!
Under the extremely shocked gazes of the crowd, Long Yaoer was nailed to the mountain in the distance.
She was severely injured again!
Long Yaoer was in a state of trance, unable to believe it.
It was fine if she lost the first time.
Now that she has awakened her bloodline, her strength is even greater than before, but she still lost.
And in such a direct and humiliating way!
"A dying man is still shouting, Jun Xiaoyao, let me experience your strength."
Ji Dao stepped out, his aura was extraordinary and powerful.
As a descendant of the Human Immortal Sect, he also has a forbidden family background.
His strength is unfathomable.
"Enough, if you really want to fight in a round-robin battle, you have to ask our opinions first."
Jun Lingcang and Jun Moxiao stood out.
As for Jun Qingyan and Jun Yinhuang, the hidden bloodline of the Jun family, they did not stand out.
Especially Jun Qingyan, with a complicated look in her eyes.
She was very grateful to Jun Xiaoyao, but she also knew what might happen next.
"Brother Jun is not fighting alone."
King Yuhua also took a step forward.
"Hehe, this is the matter of the Seventh Emperor of the Rebel King and Jun Xiaoyao, so others should not interfere."
In the Immortal Court, Cangli, Yao Qing, Xinglu and other descendants of the Immortal Sect also stood up and confronted Jun Lingcang and others.
"Yes, I want to watch this play too." Pu Yao smiled slightly.
This is the first time he has seen such a play, so he naturally wants to see how it ends.
Seeing the current situation, Jun Lingcang and Jun Moxiao's faces sank.
The situation is extremely unfavorable for Jun Xiaoyao!
"Jun Xiaoyao, the reason why you have such a great reputation is because I have not been born."
Ji Daoyi's body shook, and ten immortal spirits burst out at the same time, shaking the sky and the earth.
Many people were extremely stunned. Ten immortal spirits, is this still a human?
However, when Jun Xiaoyao saw this scene, there was a hint of sarcasm and ridicule in his eyes.