Chapter 2035

Hearing the three-headed king's words, Jun Xiaoyao was a little speechless, not knowing what expression to show.

He wanted to laugh, but felt that it would be impolite.

In the end, though, he smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, the three-headed king said coldly.

Is this frightening, is it insane?

"I don't usually laugh at my opponent unless I can't help it"

Jun Xiaoyao said truthfully.

- A three-headed king who has only cultivated a few universes in the small thousand world level.

In Jun Xiaoyao, a person who has cultivated the power of fifty swallows and a thousand worlds, is showing off his inner cosmic worries.

Jun Xiaoyao really couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, he is quite polite.

If it were someone else, it would have been ridiculed long ago.

": Boy, let you experience the power of quasi-emperor level, and death will not be wronged!"

The three-headed king strikes again, with the power of Xiaoqian world, which can also be called: the power of Xiaoqian.

The surging power of the world crushed Jun Xiaoyao like a tide.

This is not the suppression of the power of law, but a real higher level of power.

It belongs to the power above the quasi-emperor level.

However, when the three heads of the three kings all showed confidence.

Jun Xiaoyao also made a move.

He has nothing to hide.

The original power of the universe that drives the inner universe.

The power of fifty small thousand worlds exploded directly, crushing away like endless worlds!

Behind such a terrifying force of the origin of the universe.

The power of the world sacrificed by the eight-headed king seemed so great and ridiculous.

"Nest grass!"

Thousands of words were simplified by the eight-headed king into two words that are broad, small, profound, and rich in connotation, directly expressing his shock.

What the hell is that?

what do i see

The original power of the inner universe?

And a few times more powerful than me!

Could it be that the young man in white is actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and I am a hidden low-ranking quasi-emperor?

At that moment, many doubts emerged in the heart of the eight-headed king.

Even if my eight heads are thinking at the same time, I think I understand why Jun Xiaoyao hasn't finished cultivating the inner universe yet.

And what's outrageous is that it's a little weaker than my quasi-emperor!

What kind of world is that?

Now, the younger generation in Jiehai are not so evil yet?

However, the eight-headed king had time to think.

In Jun Xiaoyao's universe, the original power is absolutely crushing.

The figure of the eight-headed king was knocked into the air, and he was severely injured immediately.

The white battle armor under him shattered directly, exposing the flesh and blood outside.

The eight heads of the eight-headed kings are all spurting blood, as if asking for money.

I protect the four spider legs in front of my back to form a barrier behind me.

But Jun Xiaoyao's move was too weak and too threatening.

Even the four spider legs carefully refined by the Eight-Headed King were directly shattered, and blood shot into them.

The eight-headed king suffered an unprecedented blow.

And with Jun Xiaoyao's fighting skills, I will naturally miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water.

The Eight Little Sacred Physique suppressed it, accompanied by the sharp edge of the Eight Reincarnation Fist.

And I also sacrificed the original power of the universe to bless that punch.

The power is even more limited, and it is simply impossible to blast through the eternal sky.

How could the eight-headed king, who had already been severely injured, be able to stop it.

boom!

Without two spider legs, he was directly punched by Jun Xiaoyao!

The eight-headed king roared, and the remaining eight spider legs were drawn in the void, dissolving their supernatural powers, and they were about to blast out.

However, there are only eight spider legs left, and the power has dropped a lot, so there is no way to pose a threat to Jun Xiaoyao.

"run…"

At this moment, the eight-headed king didn't have a single thought in his mind.

I didn't even think about it afterwards, I am a majestic king-level devourer, a quasi-emperor-level creature.

However, he would be crushed to such an extent by a previous generation who was in the state of God of Creation, even to the point of needing to escape for rescue.

Seeing that the eight-headed king had no intention of running away and asking for help.

Jun Xiaoyao will definitely give me that chance.

I flipped my wrist, and Xiao Luo's sword tire was cut out of the air.

That sword also blessed the power of the seventy great thousand worlds, but it was not the power of the great thousand worlds.

This radiant sword light is several times more blazing than before, almost boiling the void.

Phyllin!

A sword crossed.

The two heads of the eight-headed king, the dragon's head and the spider's head, were chopped off.

But he turned his head for a long time, showing a look of horror that has never disappeared since then.

"What kind of monster is he!"

The eight-headed king was so frightened that all the souls of the dead trembled.

In my image, Jun Xiaoyao is a monster.

There is really no sense of incongruity.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't bother to talk nonsense, and Xiao Luo's sword fetus was cut up, entraining the original power of the universe.

As the sword crossed, the eight-headed king's body was divided into several parts by the sword light, and the primordial spirit was naturally cut off.

Although the eight-headed king is very strange, owning the eight primordial spirits is tantamount to indirectly owning eight lives.

But unfortunately, on Jun Xiaoyao's sword, everything ceased to exist.

A moment ago, the place was quiet.

Are there any devourers here.

It can't be said that when the Eight-Headed King found me, he summoned the other followers of the Eight-Headed King.

This Jun Xiaoyao, it is really possible to fight me so simply.

Of course, if the eight-headed king was going to die in the first place, but if he was going to die, then he believed in life.

Yes, I believe in insects.

But now, because of my greed, I was single-handedly killed by Jun Xiaoyao, that senior in the previous life.

Also really aggrieved.

"Emperor Zhun, to you, you are no longer a humble existence."

Looking at the annihilated eight-headed king, Jun Xiaoyao said to himself lightly.

I fought against the eight-headed king, and I wanted to test my limits by myself.

But now it seems that I still underestimate myself.

Even the eight-headed king in the quasi-emperor realm can't push my limit.

Although I also used the seventh supreme technique, and even fused the pale blood.

But don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao's hole cards are not few, far more than those.

As for the spiritual body of the gods, that's just talking, it's too perverted, it's like a cheating existence.

Jun Xiaoyao also never regarded the divine body as his real combat power.

After all, the use of the god's body depends on the power of faith.

With or without energy such as the power of faith, the gods and dharma bodies are everything.

Although a few days ago, when Jun Xiaoyao grows up again, he may retreat from the divine body.

But at least for now, I am just the incarnation of a perverted body.

"Emperor Zhun has four kalpas in total, although one kalpa Zhun Emperor is no threat to you."

"But Zhundi's four tribulations, one step at a time, one step at a time, every time he crosses the catastrophe and transforms, it is a rebirth."

"For the quasi-emperors of lower levels, it is still a big deal."

Jun Xiaoyao, do you feel complacent?

Although that is not a miraculous existence for me, Tianjiao.

"That's right... I'm sure you can use your physical body to survive the quasi-emperor calamity and break through to the physical body of the quasi-emperor."

"The eight-headed king, if you are not sure about killing them with one punch, you will definitely cause such trouble like you are doing now."

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly, still quite satisfied with his combat power.

It does matter, Jun Xiaoyao hasn't finished preparing to become the quasi-emperor.

Although that is an extremely easy thing.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't think he would win.

Just because I am Jun Xiaoyao!

"Okay, the tempering has also been tempered, and then, it's time to go to the real destination."

Jun Xiaoyao's divine sense seemed to have probed into the deepest part of the Devouring Clan's lair.

Outside, there was the most terrifying aura in the lair.

It is far comparable to the eight-headed king.

This is the Royal Devourer!