Just when Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen God Son stepped on the ancient battle platform at the same time.

In the void around the ancient battle platform, countless patterns emerged, like a woven net, imprisoning the surrounding space.

No one from the outside world can disturb them.

Even a strong saint can't intervene in the battle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you just defeated a few Tianjiao, do you really think that you are invincible in the young generation of the fairy realm, ...... better than you"

The Fallen God Son spoke, but before he finished speaking, Jun Xiaoyao stepped out, clenched his fists with five fingers, and blasted towards the Fallen God Son.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the habit of talking to the dead. ”

Jun Xiaoyao's fist was shocking, and with his fist unleashed, the surrounding space was filled with shadows and cracks.

The face of the fallen god changed, and the black aura around him was permeated.

He also reached out and blasted out with a palm, carrying a surging evil aura.

Bang!

After the first blow, the Fallen God Son flew out directly upside down, and his entire arm made a clicking sound.

He flew hundreds of feet and slammed into the barrier of the Void Dao before stopping.

Dead......

The countless monks of the Senluo Continent who were watching the battle around, as well as some Tianjiao of the Immortal Domain, all looked at the scene in front of them in a daze.

This......

Not quite right.

It stands to reason that shouldn't it be a fierce confrontation between the two, the battle situation is scorching, fighting you to the death, making the world lose color, and the sun and the moon will be dull?

Why now, Jun Xiaoyao knocked the fallen god son away with a simple single punch?

The Fallen God Son coughed dryly twice, and his face was extremely gloomy.

There was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Only he knew that his physical body was different from ordinary people, and it was carefully "manufactured" by the Fallen God Palace.

It can be said that in terms of the power of the flesh, the Son of God has never been afraid of anyone.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao's simple punch knocked him back, and even his arms were faintly trembling.

This is very amazing, it is the first time that the Fallen God Son has been crushed by other Tianjiao of the same generation in the flesh.

"Hmm, this fallen god son's body ......," Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a ray of wonder.

He apparently also discovered the strangeness of the body of the Fallen Son of God.

But it doesn't matter.

Compared with the flesh in the Tianjiao of the same generation, Jun Xiaoyao said first, I'm afraid no one dares to say second.

Jun Xiaoyao grabbed it casually, and his mana surged, turning into the spear of the god of the underworld, piercing through the fallen god.

The Fallen Divine Son quickly adjusted his state.

He is also the young supreme of the Fallen God Palace, a supreme master, although he lost the first battle, it can't affect his form.

"What about the Ancient Holy Body, the physique that has already declined cannot rise again. The Fallen Son said, as if to increase his own faith.

He struck again, the power of his flesh surging, and the black aura wrapped around his palm, bombarding the spear of the god of the underworld.

With a bang, the void exploded, and the black and white wings behind the fallen god son shook, and his body turned into extreme speed, killing Jun Yao.

Jun Xiaoyao also sacrificed his demon wings, and then punched again.

The two exchanged fists, and the rumbling sound was like beating the drums of war.

The void vibrated and resonated, as if it couldn't withstand this huge force.

"This fallen god son is so powerful, he can fight back and forth with the god son of the Jun family. ”

"People are also gods of the Fallen God Palace, and this kind of performance is normal. ”

"But how do I feel, it's the Jun family who is not serious, it's like playing a game. ”

Some of the Immortal Realm Tianjiao who were watching the battle whispered.

As for Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong and the others, they were not worried about Jun Xiaoyao at all, and their faces were calm.

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They didn't know how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, so they would inevitably be worried.

"Childe, let Qingying see your true strength. Yan Qingying's dark eyes also showed a trace of curiosity.

The person she wants to follow can't be a philistine.

What she wants to see is that Jun Xiaoyao uses her real strength to completely conquer her.

In the ancient battle platform, the two fists were staggered.

Jun Xiaoyao really didn't exert all his strength, he was observing the body of the fallen god son.

The flesh of the Fallen Son of God is very strange, a little unlike his own.

Jun Xiaoyao is very curious about this.

As for the Fallen God Son, he instead had the illusion that his physical body was enough to compete with the king.

"The Ancient Holy Body, that's all. The faith of the fallen Son of God grew.

He now feels that Jun Xiaoyao's strength should be spread by falsehood.

"Huh...... Understood, not yours, never yours. Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep, and he glanced at the fallen gods.

The Fallen God's expression changed slightly, and his heart was surprised.

Could it be that the king is free and sees through his flesh?

But it doesn't matter if you see through it, the fallen god son believes that Jun Xiaoyao can't deal with him.

"Now that you understand, there's nothing to delay. "Jun Xiaoyao directly urged the gods to suppress the prison spirit.

The golden qi and blood gushed like a volcano, turning into a lifelike golden divine elephant.

The golden god elephant roared in the sky, as if it could suppress the Eight Desolations and Ten Realms.

Jun Xiaoyao punched out, releasing all his strength, and 3.7 billion catties of divine power poured out, directly shattering a piece of space in front of him.

The Fallen God Son also made a move, wanting to fight again.

But this time, he was completely discolored.

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

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

This punch, with the power of the previous fist, is simply incomparable, and it directly crushed him.

This not only shocked the Fallen God Son, but also made all the surrounding spectators take a deep breath.

"Is this the strength of the Divine Son of the Jun Family after he is serious?" Many Immortal Realm Tianjiao looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in the eyes of both sides.

Fallen God Son, what an existence, one of the most terrifying young supremes in the Immortal Realm.

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

On the other hand, the fallen god son could not cause the slightest harm to Jun Yao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are hateful!"

The Fallen God Son wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his anger was blazing.

He was the only one who pressed others to beat, and no one else pressed him to beat.

Jun Xiaoyao is the first one.

The Fallen God Son made a move, manifesting the terrifying supernatural power of the Fallen God Palace.

Behind him, the evil qi surging all over him, as if condensed into the appearance of an eight-armed Yama.

The Fallen God Son shot out again, as if eight pitch-black palm prints appeared, and even the void was about to collapse!

"It's the Fallen God Palace's supernatural powers, the eight-armed Yama Hand!" some Immortal Realm Tianjiao couldn't help but exclaim.

The eight-armed Yama hand is the terrifying magic power of the Fallen God Palace, and its power is overwhelming.

If these eight palms are hit, the gods and Buddhas will collapse.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao pinched the seal of the king in his hand, and a phantom image of the emperor appeared behind him, with a majestic figure, holding the sky and the earth.

He pinched the seal in his hand, and collided with the divine power of the fallen god.

One side manifested the eight-armed Yama phantom, and the palm print shattered the sky and the earth!

One side manifests the figure of the emperor of Tongtian, and one seal suppresses the world!

Emperor vs. Yama!