Chapter 273 Jun Xiaoyao's Terrifying Strength Crushes Wangchuan and Enslaves the Ancient Freak

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was so powerful that he was like a creator god.

One thought destroyed, one thought created.

This punch was like a universe pressing down, bringing endless fear and despair to people.

It was like a person facing the endless and vast universe, small and helpless.

This is the power of the origin of the universe. Even if it is just a wisp, it can generate huge energy.

Not to mention Wangchuan and others, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was a little surprised by this power.

"Controlling destruction and regeneration, this power is too terrifying, but now, it is only in the brewing stage." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The origin of God is the starting point of Jun Xiaoyao's path.

In the future, the origin will transform and produce all kinds of incredible changes.

Jun Xiaoyao's power will only become stronger and stronger.

With one punch, the earth collapsed, and a deep pit of nearly a thousand feet in radius was smashed out.

Endless cracks spread, and the whole earth was shattered.

Wang Chuan was smashed into the ground, and the small six-path samsara disk showed signs of cracking.

You know, this is a supreme weapon.

Although Wang Chuan could not fully exert the power of the small six-path samsara disk, it was not something that anyone could easily defeat.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who had beaten the ancient freak to death with one punch.

Ji Qingyi, Little Magic Fairy and others didn't know what to say.

They couldn't imagine how miserable his opponents and enemies would be if Jun Xiaoyao returned to the fairyland.

"Cough cough..."

There was a sound of coughing blood.

Wang Chuan stepped out of the deep pit step by step.

His body was broken, his chin was covered with blood, and his aura was extremely weak.

There was also fear in Wang Chuan's eyes.

In his era, Wang Chuan reached the peak and was one of the most powerful young supremes.

But in this era, Wang Chuan met Jun Xiaoyao as soon as he was born, which can be said to be very miserable.

Otherwise, he would probably continue the glory of the samsara holy body.

"Oh, not dead yet?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.

As expected of an ancient freak, there is still something in him.

If it were a contemporary genius, he would have been smashed into a pulp by Jun Xiaoyao's punch.

Although Wangchuan barely survived, he obviously had no strength to fight again.

"It's over." Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm.

Unless there was an enemy of use value, Jun Xiaoyao would temporarily let him go, such as Xiao Chen and Yang Pan.

But Wangchuan was of no use to him, and he was an ancient freak, which was a certain threat.

Jun Xiaoyao would not be soft-hearted, but would cut the grass and root it out.

Feeling Jun Xiaoyao's murderous intent, Wangchuan's heart was cold.

He had been buried in the lower world for countless years, and when he was born, he was still thinking about sweeping the contemporary world.

But now he was going to die.

Wangchuan could not accept this result, it was too tragic.

"Die!"

Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent, slapped his palm, and the power of the origin flowed between his fingers and palms, causing the void to collapse.

With this palm, Wangchuan could no longer resist!

The little fairy saw it, her pretty face tensed.

Wangchuan was also her ally, and it was possible that he would join the Magic Fairy Cult.

She wanted to speak to stop him, but she couldn't say it.

The little fairy knew Jun Xiaoyao's character very well.

Would he stop because of the little fairy's dissuasion?

Obviously it was impossible.

So the little fairy didn't dissuade him in the end, so as not to displease Jun Xiaoyao.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's pressing palm, Wangchuan gritted his teeth and finally said, "I am willing to surrender!"

Hearing this, Jiang Luoli and others were all surprised.

An ancient freak actually surrendered.

This was unimaginable before.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm.

For him, whether Wangchuan begged for mercy or not, the result would be the same.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao was indifferent, Wangchuan clenched his fists tightly.

He had just broken the seal and had not yet gone to the fairyland to show his glory. How could he be willing to fall like this?

"Wait, Jun Xiaoyao, I still have value to you!" Wangchuan shouted.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wangchuan made up his mind.

He didn't want to die like this, so he could only take out the last chip.

Wangchuan sent a message to Jun Xiaoyao and told him some things.

For example, he was the son of the Samsara Demon Sect and the only one who could find the Samsara Demon Sect's treasure house.

In the Samsara Demon Sect's treasure house, there were even imperial weapons and six-way Samsara disks.

Originally, Wangchuan would never let others know about this casually.

But now, in order to survive, Wangchuan had no choice but to do so.

Jun Xiaoyao's palm stopped in front of Wangchuan, only three feet away from his forehead.

Wangchuan was sweating all over and his face was pale.

If he had said it later, he might have been a headless corpse now.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

Although he didn't believe Wangchuan's words 100%, he also felt that this was very likely.

"You should know the consequences of deceiving this son of God." Jun Xiaoyao looked down at him with a cold look.

"Of course I know. Now the Samsara Demon Sect has long disappeared in the long river of history. I am the only one left. How dare I deceive you and the Jun family?" Wangchuan replied.

He is now alone.

But behind Jun Xiaoyao is a huge immortal family.

If Wangchuan deceives Jun Xiaoyao, he will eventually die.

"You can survive, but... you have to plant the slave mark."

Jun Xiaoyao's first half of the sentence made Wangchuan feel relieved.

Then, his face turned ugly.

If the slave mark was planted, Wangchuan's life and death would be in Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

But this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that he is an ancient freak.

Who would dare to believe that an ancient freak was planted with a slave mark?

Wangchuan gritted his teeth secretly and said, "Can you take a step back and become a follower?"

Becoming a follower is at least not as extreme as planting a slave mark.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao has walked his own way. If he does not fall in the future, he will definitely reach the supreme peak.

Therefore, becoming a follower of Jun Xiaoyao is not unacceptable.

"Followers, I don't look down on it for the time being. In addition, you are not qualified to bargain!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Hearing this, Wangchuan felt a sense of shame.

He is an ancient freak, but he doesn't even have the qualifications to be a follower!

Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly, obviously a little impatient.

The treasure house of the Samsara Demon Sect is very tempting, but Jun Xiaoyao doesn't have to get it.

If you get it, it will be better.

If you don't get it, you won't lose a piece of meat.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's impatience, Wangchuan took a deep breath and knelt on one knee in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

In order to survive, Wangchuan can only accept it!

Jun Xiaoyao saw this, and a strange look appeared on his face.

This ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect can bend and stretch.

The mentality of the ancient freak is indeed not comparable to those unruly geniuses of the present time.

Wangchuan opened the brain sea palace and let Jun Xiaoyao plant the slave mark.

So far, this ancient freak has been completely controlled by Jun Xiaoyao and became a slave.

If this news is known to the people of the fairyland, I don't know how big a storm it will cause.

Because Jun Xiaoyao enslaved not the contemporary genius, but the ancient freak like Princess Longji!