He had hoped before, thinking that it might be Jun Xiaoyao who conquered Lang Huan by force.

Now it seems that it is indeed Lang Huan who wants to stick to Jun Yaoyao upside down.

He pursued it for a long time, and he didn't even touch a finger of Lang Huan.

Now Lang Huan took the initiative to stick to another man.

I can't stand it anymore, and my mentality is going to explode.

"Terrans from the outside world, you are looking for death!" Mo Ling couldn't help it, so he wanted to do it himself.

"Wait. Jun Yaoyao said.

"Why, now I know to be afraid"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Mo Ling's face showed a cold color.

Some of the surrounding burial creatures also looked at Jun Yaoyao suspiciously.

This Lord, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is he afraid now?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care, but turned his head sideways and asked Lang Huan: "If you win at the feast of the ten kings, you can enter the burial world."

"Well, this feast of the Ten Kings, the top-ranked people can enter the burial realm first, because the gap in that space is very small and unstable, so the number of places is already small. Lang Huan said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

It's simple that way.

It is enough to sweep all the enemies and then enter the burial realm.

He looked at Mo Ling and said lightly: "It's too easy to deal with you, and it's a waste of time." ”

Jun's words made Mo Ling's snake eyes burst into cold light.

However, before he could refute it, Jun Xiaoyao's next words made all the burial creatures in the entire Soul Burial Mountain dumbfounded.

"Today, the son of this god is here, and one person picks ten little kings!"

"Wait, it's on it!"

Jun Yaoyao flicked his sleeves and was detached.

The breath of the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm surged out, and the surging qi and blood were no longer hidden, and they burst out directly!

If the god king is out of the customs, if the ancient god comes to the world!

Many of the young burial creatures whose cultivation was slightly weaker were directly shocked to the ground, their faces as white as paper.

Jun Xiaoyao's breath at this moment is too wild, like an ancient god elephant, shaking the heavens and the earth, roaring down the stars!

"You ......"

Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Jiu Youqi and other ten little kings, all of them had a cold look.

What are the Ten Little Kings, the most outstanding son of heaven in the Ten Domains of the Ten Ancient Burial Soils.

And Jun Xiaoyao, just an outsider, dared to speak so wildly and challenge them all by himself.

This is no longer rampant, but naked contempt!

Jun Xiaoyao regarded them as ants and didn't pay attention to them at all!

All the burial earth Tianjiao present were sluggish.

Only Lang Huan, who was very careful, noticed Jun Xiaoyao's self-proclaimedness.

"Claiming to be the son of God, it seems that he is not only the pride of the Jun family, but also the son of God with the most core status. ”

Lang Huan understands what the Son of God represents.

Even in the ancient family with a strong background, the god son is also the absolute core figure.

Jun Xiaoyao's identity is more noble than she imagined!

"It's a pity that this little piece of fresh meat can be seen but not eaten. Lang Huan was a little annoyed.

At first, she thought that her identity as the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom was more than enough to match Jun Yao.

Now it seems that maybe she really climbed high.

"Terrans from the outside, you are too presumptuous, this is the burial earth, not a place for you to be rampant!"

The Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan's Heavenly Pride King spoke.

He was pitch black, with four pairs of eyes on his face and eight arms on his body, more like a humanoid monster than a humanoid creature.

However, his aura is very powerful, and his cultivation is in the Divine Fire Realm.

But coupled with the eight-armed spider demon clan's own racial innate ability, his strength was enough to compete with Tianjiao, who was in the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm.

"Die!"

Tianjiao of the eight-armed spider demon clan made a move, and he opened his mouth and spit out a hanging of silver wire, wrapping it around Jun Xiaoyao.

At the same time, the eight arms burst out in unison, and the black evil qi surged, turning into a magic seal.

This is a great supernatural power of the eight-armed spider demon clan, the eight-armed spider demon seal.

The silver filament was wrapped around Jun Xiaoyao, but Jun Xiaoyao stood still.

"Is it stupid?"

As soon as Tianjiao of the eight-armed spider demon clan smiled, he was shocked to see it.

The silver thread he spat out disappeared directly into the void.

At the same time, Jun Yaoyao's footsteps swept and took the initiative to dodge towards the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao.

The next moment, the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao was even more shocked to perceive it.

His Eight Spider Demon Seal had completely disappeared, as if it had been dissolved by an invisible force.

"How is it possible, you ......!" the eight-armed spider demon clan's expression was full of horror.

Although he had heard it before, Jun Xiaoyao had a strange mana immunity.

However, he thought that this was some kind of supernatural means.

As a result, I didn't expect it to be so weird, I didn't need to take the initiative to sacrifice, and I could directly eliminate all the mana.

It's weird, it's unexpected.

Before the eight-armed spider demon spider Tianjiao recovered, he recovered from the shock.

Jun Yaoyao's palm print has already been pressed.

There are no supernatural powers, no mana.

It was just a simple palm, with tens of billions of catties of physical power, and bombarded the chest of the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao.

The eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao hurriedly resisted, and eight sharp and strong spears broke out of the vertebrae behind his back, protecting him in front of him.

This is the talent of the eight-armed spider demon clan, the eight-armed spider divine spear.

And it turned out to be.

Click!

The Eight Spider Divine Spear was directly smashed by a palm, and Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind was unabated, and it hit the chest of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Clan Tianjiao.

Subsequently......

There was a thud.

The sky was filled with blood mist.

The eight-armed spider demon clan is arrogant, falling!

The entire Soul Burial Mountain is quiet and can be heard by falling needles.

All the burial creatures watching the battle had their eyes popping out, and their scalps were numb, as if their heads were about to explode.

One of the ten little kings was killed in seconds

The living beings felt like a dream.

It's so unreal.

That is the strongest Tianjiao in a domain, with extraordinary strength, standing out from tens of millions of young Tianjiao and becoming one of the ten little kings.

As a result, now, he can't bear Jun's free move!

This kind of crisp and decisive second kill is too shocking and numb.

"You ......" Some of the powerhouses of the eight-armed spider demon clan who came to watch the battle were stunned at first, and then surged with endless anger.

They couldn't help it, and they were going to make a move.

However, it was encountered, Jun Xiaoyao's cold eyes.

In an instant, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured down, and the powerhouse of the eight-armed spider demon clan instantly sobered up.

They remembered that Jun Xiaoyao still had three terrifying Great Saint Realm puppets, God Slaughter Puppets.

If Jun Xiaoyao sacrifices, unless you invite the Holy Lord of the clan or above, you will not be able to deal with Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Thinking of this, the powerhouse of the eight-armed spider demon clan still held back and didn't make a move.

As for Mo Ling, his face was also frozen.

Although his strength is stronger than that of the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao, it is really only some.

Jun Xiaoyao can kill the eight-armed spider demon clan Tianjiao in one move, and it is estimated that it will take no more than three or two moves to deal with him.

"Why, are you still going to challenge this god son alone" Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Mo Ling's face was as ugly as eating Xiang.

Jun is free, it's like pouring salt on his wounds.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!"

Long Xiang of the corpse dragon clan snorted coldly, he decided to make a move.