Chapter 209

It was when Jun Xiaoyao and daoshenzi stepped on the ancient battle platform at the same time.

In the void around the ancient battle platform, countless lines emerge, like a woven net, which confines the surrounding space.

No one outside could disturb them.

Even the sage strong can't intervene in the war.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you just beat a few Tianjiao. Do you really think you are invincible in the younger generation of Xianyu, more powerful than you..."

Falling Shenzi opened his mouth, but before he finished his words, Jun Xiaoyao stepped out one step, clenched his fists with five fingers, and roared at him.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the habit of talking to the dead."

Jun Xiaoyao's fist is amazing. With his fist front, the surrounding space is full of shadows and cracks.

The face of the fallen son changed and the black air was diffused around him.

He also poked out his hand and burst out with a roaring evil spirit.

Bang!

After a fight, daoshenzi is directly flying backward, and the whole arm is making a click.

He flew hundreds of feet out of the sky, hitting the barrier of the void lines, and then stopped.

Silence

Around the numerous Senluo friars watching the battle, as well as some Xianyu Tianjiao, are stupidly looking at the scene in front of them.

This

Not quite right.

In principle, shouldn't it be the fierce confrontation between the two, the situation of the war is so anxious that we can fight each other to make the world and the sun and the moon lose their luster?

Now, how can jianyaozi hit jianyaozi?

He coughed twice and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

There is a deep shock in my eyes.

Only he knew that his body was different from ordinary people and was carefully "made" in the palace of gods.

It can be said that in terms of physical strength, daoshenzi has never been afraid of anyone.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao simply punches him back, and even his arms are shaking.

This is amazing. It is the first time that daoshenzi was crushed by other Tianjiao of the same generation in the flesh.

"Well? The body of the fallen son... " You are carefree, and your eyes show a ray of strange light.

Obviously, he also found the strangeness of daoshenzi's body.

But it doesn't matter.

In the same generation of Tianjiao, compared with the physical body, Jun Xiaoyao said first, I'm afraid no one dares to say the second.

With a quick grasp, your magic power is surging. It turns into a spear of the ghost God and penetrates to the fallen god son.

Daoshenzi quickly adjusted his state.

At any rate, he was also a young man who fell into the palace of gods. Although he failed in the first fight, his form could not be affected.

"What about the ancient holy body? The declining body can't rise again." As if he were adding confidence to himself.

He shot again, the physical force surging, black evil spirit wrapped around his palm, bombarding the spear of the underworld God.

With a crash, the void burst, and the black-and-white wings behind the fallen god son were shocked. His body became extremely fast, killing Xiang Jun at ease.

Jun Xiaoyao also sacrificed the devil's wings and then punched again.

The two hands hand in hand, and the sound of rumbling sound is like beating a drum.

The void vibrates and resonates, as if it can't bear this huge force.

"It's so bad that I can fight with the king's son."

"It's normal for people to fall in love with the gods and gods."

"But how do I feel? It's that the king's son is not serious. It's like playing a game."

Around some Xianyu Tianjiao, who watched the battle, whispered.

As for Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong and others, they did not worry about your carefree, calm face.

On the contrary, it was the monk of the war demon hall, with a sense of uneasiness.

They don't know how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, so they will inevitably worry.

"Young master, let Qingying see your real strength." Yan Qingying's dark and beautiful eyes reveal a wisp of curiosity.

The people she wanted to follow could not be mediocre.

What she wants to see is that Jun Xiaoyao conquers her with real strength.

In the ancient battle platform, the two fists crisscross.

Jun Xiaoyao did not exert all his strength. He was observing the body of daoshenzi.

The body of daoshenzi is strange. It doesn't look like his own.

Jun Xiaoyao is very curious about this.

As for the falling God son, on the contrary, he had the illusion that his body was enough to compete with the emperor.

"The holy body of antiquity, but that's all." The confidence of the fallen son is more and more sufficient.

He now felt that the power of Jun Xiaoyao should be an erroneous message.

"Ah I see. It's not yours. It's not yours. " Jun Xiaoyao's eyes are deep, and he takes a look at the fallen son.

He was surprised by the slight change in his face.

Is Jun Xiaoyao seeing through his flesh?But it doesn't matter if you see through it. You can't deal with him.

"Now that I understand, there is nothing to delay." Jun Xiaoyao directly stimulates the power of God like prison.

The golden Qi and blood gushed like a volcano and turned into a vivid golden God image.

The golden God like roared up to the sky, as if it could suppress the eight wastelands and ten realms.

Jun Xiaoyao blows out with a fist and releases all his strength. The 3.7 billion jin of divine power gushes out, directly shattering the space in front of him.

Falling God son also shot, want to fight again.

But this time, he completely changed color.

A terrible force erupted, like an ancient beast crushing everything.

He was directly hit and flew out, coughing up blood in his mouth, and the bones of his arms were cracked.

This fist, with the power of the previous fist front, could hardly be compared to the same day. It directly crushed him.

This not only shocked daoshenzi, but also took a deep breath from all the spectators around him.

"Is this the strength of junjiashenzi after being serious?" Many Xianyu Tianjiao saw the shock in the eyes of both sides when they looked at each other.

Fall into God son, that is how to exist, one of the most terrifying young supreme.

But now, he was beaten by Jun Xiaoyao one after another.

On the other hand, he can't do any harm to you.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you hate it!"

The son of falling God wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his anger was blazing.

He has always been the only one to press others to fight, no one else to hit him.

Jun Xiaoyao is the first one.

The fall God son made a move, which showed the terrible magic power of falling into the god palace.

His whole body is full of evil spirit, and behind it, it seems to condense into an eight armed Yama.

Falling God son again, as if there were eight dark palm prints, even the void would be destroyed!

"It's the unique skill of falling into the palace of gods, the eight armed Yama hand!" Some Xianyu Tianjiao couldn't help exclaiming.

The eight armed Yama hand is a terrible magic power of falling into the palace of gods.

The eight palms will destroy the gods and Buddhas.

You are carefree and carefree, holding the seal of the king, and a virtual image of the emperor appears behind him. His body is great, supporting the sky and stepping on the ground.

He pinched the seal formula and collided with the magic power of falling God son.

One side shows the shadow of eight armed Yama, and the palm print breaks the sky and the earth!

One side shows the figure of emperor Tongtian, one seal suppresses heaven and earth!

Yama! Yes!

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