How can an outsider brag at the feast of the ten little kings?

Long Xiang couldn't stand it.

What's more, before Jun Xiaoyao killed Longkun, it can be said that he has formed a hatred with the corpse dragon clan.

At the moment, Long Xiang made a move.

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

Therefore, Longxiang did not choose to fight in close combat, but displayed the great magic power of the corpse dragon clan.

"Bone mountain!"

The voice of Longxiang dropped, and his whole body was filled with death Qi, accompanied by the dragon spirit.

The shadow of a big white bone dragon appears, winding around in the void, and turns into a white mountain of white bones. With the power of Wanjun, it seems that it can suppress everything.

This is the skeleton of the dragon clan. It is powerful and boundless. It has a kind of spirit that shakes the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and it is carefree to the king.

The king was carefree and plain, and his spirit was driven to the extreme. His surging Qi and blood surged wildly into the void and turned into a golden God image which suppressed the whole world.

The golden statue and the white bone mountain collide in the void.

As if ten thousand big stars exploded, the terrible wave of mana power was raging in all directions, and the whole mountain of buried souls was roaring and shaking!

In such an extreme collision, Baigu mountain is directly smashed.

The king Xiaoyao offered his seal with one hand and shot it with one hand, just like an emperor approaching and suppressing everything with one hand.

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

Fortunately, Longxiang is a skeleton dragon clan with a strong body. Otherwise, it may be solved and killed with one hand as Tianjiao of the eight armed spider demon clan.

Seeing that Longxiang was all badly hurt by a move, the sound of inspiration was heard one after another.

Everyone's eyes are wide, unbelievable.

Longxiang is much better than Daoyu Shengzi.

"Don't be wild!"

The king of the blood Sha clan drank coldly, and he also gave his hand.

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

The blood of the blood evil clan overturned from the sky.

That's the great gift of the blood Sha clan, buried in the sea of blood!

You are carefree to see the situation, all over the body jump up endless fire, between the hands, colorful flame burst out, it is tuoshegudi Yan!

Jun Xiaoyao was Nirvana by the fire of the ancient emperor of tuoshe, so he could naturally control the fire of the ancient emperor tuoshe.

"It was Emperor Yan

Tianjiao's face changed dramatically.

For them, the most afraid energy is thunder, flame, and so on.

In the ancient burial soil, almost all living creatures are yin and cold, and there are few living creatures that control the thunder and flame.

It is precisely because of this that the blood Sha clan can dominate in the ancient burial land.

But now, the Emperor Yan that Jun Xiaoyao offered sacrifices to is simply Tianke xuesha clan.

Hiss!

Tuo shegudi collided with the sea of blood and hissed at the white smoke.

This sea of blood, which is frightening, has no threat to Jun Xiaoyao.

You Xiaoyao and refers to the sword, a kill fairy sword Jue horizontal cut out.

Xuesha clan Tianjiao dodges in a hurry, but is still hit by the killing fairy sword Jue, throwing an arm out.

Xuesha clan Tianjiao, also defeated.

The third challenge of ten Xiaowang level Tianjiao, again lost!

"Is this the standard of burying ten little kings? It really disappoints Ben Shenzi." Jun Xiaoyao shakes his head slightly.

He didn't want to show this crushing posture because it was boring.

Unfortunately, no one can make him do more.

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

The funeral animals who took part in the feast were all deeply humiliated!

The Ten Little Wang in their mind was despised by an outsider, and his face was completely disgraced.

All the ten Wang Xiaowang present were extremely cold.

Only Lang Huan, she didn't get angry because of Jun Xiaoyao's words.

Women worship the strong.

The more you show invincible spirit, the more obsessed and nostalgic langhuan is.

Even, she looked at Mo Ling and other creatures, beautiful eyes are with an undisguised color of disgust.

She was ashamed to be associated with Mo Ling and others, and didn't even want to be called ten Xiaowang with them.

Seeing the eyes of Lang Huan, Mo Ling immediately exploded. Her mind became hot and she couldn't help her hand.

Seeing Mo Ling's hand, Tianjiao, who was refining the corpse sect, also drank coldly: "everyone, don't hesitate, just let's go ahead and suppress him first!"

Tianjiao of the corpse refining sect also made a move.

With Mo Ling and Lian Shi Zong Tianjiao, the rest of the Ten Little Wang Tianjiao who didn't make a move, also made a move one after another.What face, now do not care about, suppress Jun Xiaoyao is the most important.

They can't defeat Jun Xiaoyao one by one, even in a wheel fight.

Now the only thing to rely on is the advantage of the number of people.

It's better to be criticized than to be insulted.

"One of the delusions of the weak is that you can win by holding together."

Looking at the ten Xiaowang who rushed up, Jun Xiaoyao had a condescending coldness in his eyes.

If there are hundreds of ten Xiaowang level Tianjiao, maybe it can really bring you some trouble.

But in front of these several together, to Jun Xiaoyao, there is no difference.

"The devil Python swallows the sky!"

Mo Ling displays the magic power of his family. Behind him, the black fog is full of air, and a half illusory ghost of swallowing the sky is emerging.

Between the mouth, as if can swallow a sky.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and resisted by swallowing God and magic. One by one, black swallowing vortices emerged. The power of swallowing and refining was not weaker than Mo Ling's talent.

At the same time, Tianjiao, who was refining the corpse, opened the coffin beside him, and an ancient corpse with black hair appeared.

The ancient corpse was filled with a sense of hardness, which was comparable to that of a strong virtual spirit state just by its physical body.

This is also the reason why Tianjiao, the body refining sect, can rank among the ten little kings.

His own cultivation was small and complete in the state of divine fire, not outstanding, but relying on an ancient corpse, it was enough to crush most of Tianjiao.

The ancient corpse reached out his hands, and his fingernails were as sharp as black spines, cutting through the void, and killing the emperor Xiaoyao horizontally.

Wang Tianjiao, the other ten children, also made moves one after another.

All kinds of powerful means have been used.

Such a scene shocked everyone present.

Ten Little Wang, high above, each is enough to sweep one side.

Who has ever seen ten Xiaowang join hands to attack one person.

It's almost unheard of.

"The emperor's family is arrogant, even if it is defeated, it is not unjust." There is inspiration from burial earth.

"Yes, even if he was suppressed, he would be famous all over the world. After all, it was several ten Xiaowang who fought together to suppress his town."

All the people present felt that even if you were defeated, you were still proud.

What happened next, however, was beyond everyone's imagination.

It can be said that they have subverted their cognition!

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