Chapter 472 Jun Wuhui's Amulet, the Two Protagonists of Heaven and Earth Finally Fell

"Jun Xiaoyao, prepare to die." Wang Teng activated the incomplete imperial weapon ancient symbol.

This ancient symbol is not only for protection, but also has amazing power when activated.

Even if it is only half, it is enough to threaten Jun Xiaoyao.

On the other side, the remnant of the evil dragon emperor released by Long Aotian was also aimed at Jun Xiaoyao.

The ancient weapon that Jun Xiaoyao used to protect himself was entangled by Wang Teng and Long Aotian's ancient weapons, leaving no room for him.

In this situation, Jun Xiaoyao seemed powerless to turn the tide.

"Today, witness your fall!" Wang Teng's eyes flashed.

"You are finally going to die." Long Aotian could not bear the excitement in his heart.

Jun Xiaoyao has almost become his inner demon.

If Jun Xiaoyao does not die, Long Aotian will definitely not be able to achieve enlightenment.

Or, if Jun Xiaoyao does not die, no one in this world can achieve enlightenment before him!

Feeling the terrifying power of the remnant of the evil dragon emperor and the incomplete imperial weapon, Jun Xiaoyao looked calm.

Just when he was about to use his trump card to resist.

Something inside his space magic weapon began to tremble.

"Is it the amulet left by my father?" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.

Before he left the Eternal Burial Ground, Li Xin had given him a jade amulet, which was left by Jun Wuhui.

Jun Xiaoyao had kept it in the space magic weapon.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao was in danger, the amulet actually began to tremble.

With a whoosh, the amulet flew out of the space magic weapon and floated in the void.

Then, the vast light surged out like a tide.

In the light that was bright enough to blind people's eyes, a figure could be vaguely seen, with a terrifying aura that suppressed the sky and dominated the universe!

"It's my father." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had never seen Jun Wuhui, it did not prevent him from sensing that familiar blood aura.

His father, the White-robed God King Jun Wuhui, a legendary existence.

"You are..."

Even the remnant of the evil dragon emperor, when it felt this terrifying power that suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, it produced a huge fluctuation.

With his cultivation as a great celestial master in his lifetime, in front of this figure, he actually had the illusion of being as humble as an ant.

"How could it be, how could Jun Xiaoyao have other means?" Long Aotian was dumbfounded.

Not only did Jun Xiaoyao have ancient artifacts to protect himself, but now he actually had such means.

On the other side, Wang Teng's mind was also a little confused. Jun Xiaoyao's means were simply endless.

The vague figure that emerged in the vast light said nothing, but just stretched out a palm and suppressed the remnant of the evil dragon emperor.

The remnant of the evil dragon emperor also burst out with extreme fluctuations, the void twisted, and a black evil dragon roared to the sky.

However, in front of the vague figure, the black evil dragon was suppressed by one hand like a little chicken.

Even the remnant of the evil dragon emperor was suppressed.

"No, it's impossible. Who are you?" The evil dragon emperor let out a reluctant roar and was completely annihilated.

Then, the vague figure flicked his finger lightly, and the broken ancient talisman that Wang Teng was driving was also directly shattered and out of Wang Teng's control.

Wang Teng also spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his bones were directly shattered!

At this point, the vague figure just stopped.

Then, he slowly turned around, and in the endless light, it seemed that there was a loving look, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

"Father..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

To be honest, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have much feeling for this father whom he had never met.

He didn't know where Jun Wuhui went and what he was doing.

Before, the Eighteenth Ancestor and others just said that when he was eighteen years old, they would tell him some truths.

Finally, the vague figure disappeared directly into the void.

The amulet fell into Jun Xiaoyao's hands again.

The small words engraved on the amulet, "A gentleman establishes his destiny and has no regrets in his life", still shine brightly.

Jun Xiaoyao put away the amulet and turned to look at Long Aotian and Wang Teng.

Long Aotian's face was pale, bloodless, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and his whole body trembled.

Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao still had an amulet.

"Is that... the White-robed God King Jun Wuhui?" Long Aotian's face was extremely ugly, and he naturally knew Jun Xiaoyao's father.

Jun Xiaoyao is simply a strong second generation!

"Failed at the last hurdle!" Wang Teng's eyes were full of bloodshot.

This is a great opportunity to kill Jun Xiaoyao, and it was missed.

"Since you have already fattened up, just be harvested by me peacefully." Jun Xiaoyao was too lazy to say anything more.

He blasted Long Aotian with a six-path reincarnation fist.

Long Aotian's face was pale and his figure retreated rapidly.

The remnant of the evil dragon emperor was his last trump card to deal with Jun Xiaoyao. Apart from this, no other means could threaten Jun Xiaoyao.

"If I had known earlier, I would not have entered the Bronze Immortal Palace!" Long Aotian finally regretted it at this time.

He was obsessed with killing Jun Xiaoyao.

As a result, this obsession ended up hurting himself.

But there is no regret medicine in the world. No matter how hard Long Aotian struggled, he could not escape death.

He tried his best to use the last means, the power of space burst out, and his body quickly shuttled, trying to escape.

"Sure enough, you got the Book of Space, one of the nine heavenly books."

Seeing Long Aotian in this state, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.

Obviously, this is the Book of Space that specializes in the way of space.

The light behind Jun Xiaoyao surged, revealing the wings of freedom.

The Wings of Freedom shook, and directly caught up with Long Aotian, and then pointed at Long Aotian's head with his fingers as a sword.

Puff!

Jun Xiaoyao pierced Long Aotian's head with a finger, and his soul was ground into powder.

Long Aotian, the first generation of the forbidden Dragon Nest, who was blessed with the luck of heaven and earth, was completely dead!

Then, Jun Xiaoyao turned around and came to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's bones had been shattered, and his face finally lost the indifference of the high and mighty in the past.

Instead, it was fear!

Fear of death!

And this time, the broken ancient symbol could no longer protect his soul.

"No, Jun Xiaoyao, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my Wang family will never give up in the future. If you start the Immortal War, the entire fairyland will be in turmoil!" Wang Teng said in a trembling voice.

"Why do you have to say this nonsense before you die? Can't you just be at peace and shut up and wait for death?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He also pointed at Wang Teng's forehead.

Puff!

Blood and brain matter flew together.

This time, Jun Xiaoyao was careful and completely crushed Wang Teng's soul.

The young emperor of the Northern Wang family, Wang Teng, who had been blessed with good fortune since childhood, fell!

At the same time as these two fell.

In the outside world, beside the Immortal Ancient Mirror, the elders of the Ancestral Dragon Nest and Wang Yuanba of the Northern Wang family couldn't help but riot, and the world was in turmoil!

"Aotian!"

The elders of Long Aotian's lineage roared to the sky.

"My son!" Wang Yuanba's breath surged, and he couldn't help but shout angrily.

The life cards of Long Aotian and Wang Teng were both shattered.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned at first, and then as if they had thought of something, their pupils were full of shock.

"No way, are those two dead?"

"The world is going to change..."