Chapter 344 One of the Illusions of the Weak Is that They Can Win by Sticking Together

How can an outsider commit violence at the feast of the Ten Little Kings of the Burial Land?

Long Xiang couldn't stand it.

What's more, Jun Xiaoyao had killed Long Kun before, so it can be said that he had already forged a grudge with the Corpse Dragon Clan.

At this moment, Long Xiang took action.

He knew that Jun Xiaoyao's body was strange and powerful. Even the dragon body was equivalent to nothing in front of him.

Therefore, Long Xiang did not choose close combat, but displayed the great magical power of the Corpse Dragon Clan.

"Skeleton God Mountain!"

As Long Xiang's voice fell, the aura of death rose from his body, accompanied by dragon energy.

A white-bone dragon phantom appeared, coiled in the void, and turned into a white mountain of bones, with a force of ten thousand kilograms, as if it could suppress everything.

This is the great magical power of the Corpse Dragon Clan's bone path, which is extremely powerful and has a spirit that can shatter thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, pressing towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao looked calm. He pushed the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power to the extreme. The surging blood and qi surged up into the void, turning into a golden divine elephant that suppressed the universe.

The golden divine elephant and the White Bone Mountain collided with each other in the void.

It was like thousands of big stars exploded. The terrifying wave of mana energy raged in all directions, and the entire Soul Burial Mountain was roaring and shaking!

In this extreme collision, the White Bone Mountain was directly smashed.

Jun Xiaoyao offered the Human King Seal with one hand, and the seal was slapped out, like an emperor coming, suppressing everything with one hand.

With a puff, Long Xiang was slapped away by Jun Xiaoyao, and his chest ribs crackled.

Fortunately, Long Xiang was a corpse dragon clan, and his body was strong. Otherwise, he might be killed in one palm like the Tianjiao of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan.

Seeing that Long Xiang was severely injured by a move, the sound of inhalation was heard one after another.

Everyone stared in disbelief.

Long Xiang is much stronger than the Fallen Feather Saint.

"Don't be so arrogant!"

The Blood Evil Clan's king shouted coldly and also took action.

It is said that this clan was transformed from a drop of demon blood, and its origin is extremely mysterious and terrifying.

The Blood Evil Clan's Tianjiao raised his hand, and a surging sea of ​​blood overturned.

That is the Blood Evil Clan's innate great magical power, the Burial Sea of ​​Blood!

Jun Xiaoyao saw this, and endless divine fire rose all over his body. When he raised his hand, colorful flames burst out. It was the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame!

Jun Xiaoyao was reborn with the fire of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame, so he can naturally control Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame at will.

"That is... Emperor Flame!"

The face of the Blood Evil Clan Tianjiao changed drastically.

For their clan, the most feared energy is thunder, fire, and other extremely strong forces.

In the Eternal Burial Land, almost all creatures are of Yin and cold attributes, and there are almost no creatures that control thunder and fire.

It is precisely because of this that the Blood Evil Clan can dominate the Eternal Burial Land.

But now, the Emperor Flame that Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed is simply a natural nemesis of the Blood Evil Clan.

Chi Chi!

The Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame collided with the blood sea, and white smoke hissed.

This terrifying blood sea was no threat to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Jun Xiaoyao put his fingers together as a sword, and slashed out with a sword technique.

The Blood Evil Clan Tianjiao hurriedly dodged, but was still hit by the sword technique, and one arm flew out.

The Blood Evil Clan Tianjiao also retreated.

The third challenger of the Ten Little Kings Tianjiao, lost again!

"Is this the level of the Ten Little Kings of the Burial Land? It really disappoints this son of God." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He didn't want to show this kind of crushing attitude, because it was boring.

Unfortunately, no one could make him do more.

For Jun Xiaoyao, this is not even a warm-up.

The expressions of the Burial Land creatures who attended the feast were all filled with extreme humiliation!

The ten little kings who were so high and mighty in their minds were actually despised by an outsider genius. They were simply embarrassed.

The expressions of the ten little kings present were all extremely cold.

Only Lang Huan was not angry because of Jun Xiaoyao's words.

Women, by nature, worship the strong.

The more Jun Xiaoyao showed his invincible spirit, the more Lang Huan was obsessed with him.

Even when she looked at Mo Ling and other creatures, her beautiful eyes were filled with undisguised disgust.

She was ashamed to be with Mo Ling and others, and even didn't want to be called the Ten Little Kings with them.

Seeing Lang Huan's eyes, Mo Ling immediately exploded, his mind was hot, and he couldn't help but take action.

Seeing Mo Ling take action, the genius of the Corpse Refining Sect also shouted coldly: "Everyone, don't hesitate, just take action, suppress him first!"

The genius of the Corpse Refining Sect also took action.

As Mo Ling and the Corpse Refining Sect's Tianjiao made their move, the other ten Xiao Wang Tianjiaos who had not made their move also made their move.

No matter how proud they were, they could not care about it now. The most important thing was to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if they fought in a round-robin battle, they could not defeat Jun Xiaoyao individually.

The only thing they could rely on now was the advantage in numbers.

Although this would be criticized, it was better than being humiliated by Jun Xiaoyao.

"One of the illusions of the weak is that they can win by sticking together."

Looking at the ten Xiao Wangs who rushed up, Jun Xiaoyao had a condescending contempt in his eyes.

If there were hundreds or thousands of Tianjiaos at the level of the ten Xiao Wangs, they might really bring some trouble to Jun Xiaoyao.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, it made no difference when these few people came together.

"Demon Python Devours the Sky!"

Mo Ling used the magical power of his clan. Behind him, black mist filled the air, and a half-illusory shadow of a Devouring Sky Demon Python emerged.

When he opened his mouth, it seemed as if he could swallow a piece of the sky.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and used the Devouring God and Demon Art to resist. One after another, black swallowing vortexes emerged. The power of swallowing and refining was not inferior to Mo Ling's innate magical power.

At the same time, the Tianjiao of the Corpse Refining Sect also took action. The coffin beside him opened, and an ancient corpse covered with black hair appeared.

The ancient corpse was filled with a sense of hardness. Just based on the flesh, it was comparable to a strong man in the Void God Realm.

This is also the reason why the Tianjiao of the Corpse Refining Sect can be ranked among the ten little kings.

His own cultivation is in the small perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, which is not outstanding, but relying on an ancient corpse, it is enough to crush most of the Tianjiao.

The ancient corpse stretched out his hands, and the nails of his ten fingers were as sharp as black spikes, cutting through the void and killing Jun Xiaoyao.

The other ten little kings Tianjiao also took action one after another.

All kinds of powerful means were used.

This scene shocked everyone present.

The ten little kings were high above, and each of them was capable of sweeping across the land.

Who had ever seen the ten little kings join hands to attack one person?

This was unprecedented.

"Even if this Jun family prodigy loses, it's not an injustice." A Zangtu creature exclaimed.

"That's right, even if he is suppressed, he will be famous everywhere. After all, it was the ten little kings who worked together to suppress him."

Everyone present felt that even if Jun Xiaoyao lost, he would still be honored.

However, what happened next was something no one could have imagined.

It can be said that it subverted their cognition!