"Jun Xiaoyao, prepare to die." Wang Teng urged the incomplete Emperor's Ancient Talisman.
This ancient talisman is not only for protection; when activated, its power is equally astonishing.
Even with only half its power, it is enough to pose a threat to Jun Xiaoyao.
anwhile, the remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor released by Long Aotian was also coming to suppress and kill Jun Xiaoyao.
The protective ancient artifact of Jun Xiaoyao was entangled by the protective ancient artifacts of Wang Teng and Long Aotian, leaving no gap.
In this situation, it seed Jun Xiaoyao was already powerless to reverse the tide.
"Today, witness your fall!" Wang Teng shot a sharp light from his eyes.
"You're finally going to die." Long Aotian could hardly contain his excitent.
Jun Xiaoyao had almost beco his Heart Demon.
If Jun Xiaoyao did not die, Long Aotian would absolutely find it difficult to gain enlightennt in the Dao.
Or rather, if Jun Xiaoyao did not die, no one in this great era could attain the Dao before him!
Feeling the terrifying power of the remnant will of the Evil Dragon Emperor and the incomplete Emperor's Weapon, Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm.
Just as he was about to use his trump card to resist.
Within his Spatial Spiritual Artifact, an object began to tremble.
"Is it the protective talisman left by my father?" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.
Previously, before he left the Ancient Burial Land, Li Xin had given him a jade protective talisman, left by Jun Wuhui.
Jun Xiaoyao had always kept it in his Spatial Spiritual Artifact.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao faced danger, this protective talisman began to tremble.
With a swish, the protective talisman directly flew out from the Spatial Spiritual Artifact, hovering in the void.
Then, a vast light surged out like a tide.
In the brilliant light that was enough to blind soone, a figure could faintly be seen, carrying a terrifying aura that suppressed the heavens and dominated the universe!
"It's Father." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.
Although Jun Xiaoyao had never seen Jun Wuhui, it didn't prevent him from sensing the familiar bloodline aura.
His father, White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui, a legendary figure.
"You are..."
Even the remnant will of the Evil Dragon Emperor, upon sensing this terror that oppressed the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, was greatly disturbed.
With his cultivation as the Great Celestial Venerable during his life, he felt like an ant in front of this figure.
"How can this be? How can Jun Xiaoyao still have ans?" Long Aotian was stunned.
Jun Xiaoyao not only had a protective ancient artifact, but now he also had such ans.
On the other side, Wang Teng's mind was also in a daze; Jun Xiaoyao's ans were simply endless.
The blurry figure that appeared in the vast light, without saying a word, rely extended a hand, suppressing the remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor.
The remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor also burst with ultimate fluctuations, distorting the void, as a black evil dragon roared to the sky.
However, in front of that blurry figure, the black evil dragon was like a chick, suppressed with one hand.
Along with the remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor, it was also suppressed.
"No, impossible, who are you?" The remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor let out a final unwilling roar before being completely obliterated.
Then, that blurry figure casually flicked, and the incomplete ancient talisman controlled by Wang Teng was imdiately blown away, out of Wang Teng's grasp.
Wang Teng also vomited a large mouthful of blood, his entire skeleton shattered!
Only then did that blurry figure withdraw its hand.
Then, it slowly turned around, in the endless light, as if a loving gaze was looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
"Father..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
To be honest, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have many feelings for this father he had never t.
He also didn't know where Jun Wuhui went or what he was doing.
Previously, the Eighteenth Ancestor and others only said that when he turned eighteen, they would reveal so truths to him.
Finally, the blurry figure dissipated into the void.
The protective talisman fell back into Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
The small inscription on the protective talisman, "A gentleman stands firm without regrets for a lifeti," still shone brightly.
Jun Xiaoyao put away the protective talisman and turned to look at Long Aotian and Wang Teng.
Long Aotian's face was ashen, bloodless, his five fingers clenched into fists, his whole body trembled.
Who could have imagined that Jun Xiaoyao had a protective talisman?
"That was... White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui?" Long Aotian's face was extrely gloomy; he naturally knew who Jun Xiaoyao's father was.
Jun Xiaoyao was simply a powerful second generation!
"To fail at the last step!" Wang Teng's eyes were filled with blood.
This was the perfect chance to kill Jun Xiaoyao but it slipped away.
"Since you've fattened up, just settle down and let harvest you." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to say more.
He struck Long Aotian with a Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.
Long Aotian, pale, retreated rapidly.
The remnant thought of the Evil Dragon Emperor was his last trump against Jun Xiaoyao, apart from this, no other ans could threaten Jun Xiaoyao.
"In hindsight, it would have been better not to enter the Bronze Immortal Hall!" Long Aotian finally regretted at this mont.
He held an obsession to slay Jun Xiaoyao.
In the end, this obsession hard him.
But there were no regrets in life, no dicine to eat, no matter how Long Aotian struggled, he couldn't escape death.
He desperately activated his last ans, the power of space erupted, his figure quickly shuttling, trying to escape.
"As expected, you obtained the Void Book, one of the Nine Great Celestial Books."
Seeing Long Aotian in this state, Jun Xiaoyao realized.
Clearly, it was the Void Book specializing in the Space Dao.
With a surging of light behind him, Jun Xiaoyao manifested the Wings of Freedom.
With a shake of the Wings of Freedom, he directly caught up with Long Aotian, then using his fingers as a sword, pointed at Long Aotian's head.
Pfft!
Jun Xiaoyao used one finger to pierce through Long Aotian's head, along with his Primordial Spirit, shredding it to dust.
The first taboo of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Long Aotian with the destiny of the heavens, died completely, his path extinguished!
Subsequently, Jun Xiaoyao turned around and ca to Wang Teng's side.
Wang Teng's entire skeleton had been shattered, his face no longer held the indifference from before.
Replaced with fear!
The fear of death!
And this ti, the broken ancient talisman could no longer protect his Primordial Spirit.
"No, Jun Xiaoyao, you can't kill , if you kill , my Wang Family will definitely not let it rest, it would trigger an Immortal Battle, shaking the whole Immortal Realm!" Wang Teng said trembling.
"Why do you all say this nonsense before dying, can't you just shut up and wait for death peacefully?" Jun Xiaoyao slightly shook his head.
He similarly pointed a finger at Wang Teng's forehead.
Pfft!
Blood and brain matter flew together.
This ti, Jun Xiaoyao was cautious, completely obliterating Wang Teng's Primordial Spirit.
The Young Emperor of the Northern Wang Family, Wang Teng, who was blessed with destiny since childhood, fell!
At the sa ti as these two fell.
Outside, next to the Immortal Ancient Mirror, the Elder of the Ancestral Dragon Nest and Wang Yuanba of the Northern Wang Family couldn't help but burst with aura, the heavens and earth shaking!
"Aotian!"
The Elder of Long Aotian's line howled to the sky.
"My son!" Wang Yuanba's aura surged uncontrollably, letting out a furious roar.
The life plates of Long Aotian and Wang Teng both shattered.
Everyone witnessing this scene was first stunned, then as if they thought of sothing, their pupils were filled with shock.
"No way, could those two both be dead?"
"The world is about to change..."
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