Just when many people are speculating in their hearts.

In the distance, there are golden mangs soaring, there are purple clouds surging, and a group of people are coming, it is Jun Xiaoyao and others.

Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu and others also came with him.

Jun Lingcang took Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyu two.

When the Jun family arrived, the atmosphere was immediately different.

That aura is not comparable to that of ordinary forces.

"It is worthy of being one of the three royal families, the Jun family, there are the gods of the Jun family and the heavy pupil, and the rest of the sequences are also very strong. The elders of some forces sighed.

Feeling this momentum, the faces of the Yin Yang Holy Son and the others also changed.

"Why are they all gathered at the door?" Jun Xiaoyao was dressed in white, snow-white and unblemished, standing on top of the heads of nine lions, like a transcendent immortal.

"Holy Spirit Academy, there is a saying that breaking through the three levels can test the strength and potential of a Tianjiao. Jun Linglong explained.

"I see, who set up this kind of game, so boring. Jun Xiaoyao said disapprerovingly.

"Isn't my cousin interested in taking on a challenge?" Jun Lingcang said.

He also noticed Yi Yu beside Jun Xiaoyao, and the breath surprised him.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others fell to the gate of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Jin Lie saw the nine lions under Jun Xiaoyao's seat at a glance, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Nine lions, you are also a top primeval royal family with the same name as our clan, don't you feel ashamed to be someone else's mount?"

The nine lions were stunned for a moment, and the nine heads glanced at Jin Lie in unison.

It had already completely surrendered to Jun Xiaoyao, and even the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage let it follow Jun Xiaoyao.

And after following Jun Xiaoyao, the nine lions understood what a cool thing it was to hug the big guy's thighs.

"It's impossible to let me leave the master, it's impossible in this life, the Jun family is all talented, and the strength is so strong, I like it here. ”

In a word, the audience fell into a dead silence.

The nine lions in the dignified world have become like this, which is really speechless.

"Nine lions, you ......" Jin Lie was so angry that he smoked.

"Amitabha, you have a relationship with the little monk, why don't you follow the poor monk?" Fahai chanted a Buddha horn and walked out and said.

"What kind of goods are you?" said the nine lions disdainfully.

Fahai smiled slightly: "Poor monk Xiaoxi Tianfozi, Fahai." ”

"What, Xiao Xitian?" the nine lions were covered in a daze, their hair standing upside down, and their expressions were extremely vigilant.

When it heard the name Xiao Xitian, it trembled.

After all, the ancestor was suppressed by the Buddhist Emperor and turned into a mount and protector god.

The nine lions are also very disgusted with Xiao Xitian.

"Fahai?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes turned.

Why is this name so familiar, it feels like a bald monk with violent tendencies in a previous life.

"The monarch benefactor, these nine lions are related to the poor monks, I don't know if the donor can cut his love. Fahai was still smiling.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, and with a palm poked out, surging mana burst out, pressing towards Fahai.

The smile on Fahai's face changed suddenly, and he reached out with one hand, pinched the lotus law seal, and fought with Jun Yao's palm.

Bang!

After a loud bang, Fahai's figure flew upside down and slammed into the ground, kicking up dust.

When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned.

That was Xiao Xitian's Buddha, and he was shocked away with one hand.

Although there are also elements of Fahai caught off guard in it, what is more important is that Jun Xiaoyao is strong in itself.

"You ......" Fahai got up from the cloud of dust, his face no longer calm and calm as before.

"Now, do you still have a relationship with the nine lions?" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.

Fahai was silent, with a look of jealousy in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored it again.

He has a touch of respect for the true Buddha.

But such as Fahai, a so-called Buddha, is a false monk with six impure roots at first glance, so he naturally has no need to be polite.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, the Yin Yang Holy Son spoke: "The dignified Divine Son of the Jun Family, don't you break through the three levels?"

"It's not challenging, why break through?" Jun Xiaoyao disagreed.

These words made many disciples of the Holy Spirit Academy look indignant.

The three levels of the Holy Spirit Academy, but the well-known test, is the ancient masters, who also left footprints and records here.

How can it become unchallenging in Jun Xiaoyao's mouth?

"The attitude of the god son of the Jun family is still as proud as ever. Xia Lan Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

And at this time, a cold drink came out.

"Dare to speak like this to Childe, presumptuous!"

Yi Yu snorted coldly and made a move.

He reached out and grabbed the void, and his mana converged, turning into a golden bow and arrows, and the two arrows shot at the Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan.

The arrows burning with the true fire of the sun pierced through the void, and their power was extremely powerful.

The Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan both showed horror at the same time and hurriedly resisted.

The Yin Yang Holy Son brushed out his hands, as if turning into a black and white Taiji shield.

As for Xia Lan, the breath of the royal road burst out, and a sword of the royal road appeared in the void and slashed away.

However, it was useless!

The fierce arrows directly pierced the Taiji shield and shattered the sword of the royal road, and then the remaining momentum did not decrease, and it bombarded away.

Boom! Boom!

Two earth-shattering loud noises rang out, accompanied by two screams.

Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan both had a terrifying blood hole on their bodies.

The blood hole was not in the heart, it was not that Yi Yu shot crookedly, but he did it on purpose.

It's okay to teach these two people a lesson, but if they are really killed, they will also cause some trouble for Jun Xiaoyao.

Yi Yu can still grasp this bit of proportion.

Looking at the Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan who were spitting blood and being embarrassed, the audience was silent.

Then a series of shocked eyes looked at Yi Yu.

Most of the monks present did not participate in the martial arts meeting, so they didn't know who this new person who appeared next to Jun Xiaoyao was.

"Such a strong strength, it actually hit the two Academy Holy Sons hard with one move!"

"Could it be that the heir of an immortal force is a friend of the Divine Son of the Jun Family?" some people were suspicious.

Yi Yu looked around coldly and said: "I'm just a follower of Lord Shenzi, if anyone dares to provoke Shenzi again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"What!"

Yi Yu's words were like an eighteen-magnitude earthquake, which made all the monks stammer, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Such a powerful young supreme is just a follower of Jun Yao?

At this moment, many powerful disciples completely doubted their lives.

Not to mention that they are compared to Jun Xiaoyao, even Jun Xiaoyao's followers are much, much stronger than them.

"Damn, who is making trouble in my Holy Spirit Academy!"

In the distance, there was a loud shout, and an old man with a white beard appeared.

There were terrifying Sacred Realm fluctuations around him, distorting the void.

"It's the Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Academy, a Holy Lord powerhouse!" a monk was surprised.

The great elder of the academy, who usually saw the head and the tail, was also shocked.

Seeing the Yin Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan with embarrassed expressions and covered in blood, the corners of the Great Elder's eyes twitched, and anger surged in his heart.

As soon as his eyes swept away, he saw Jun Xiaoyao's plain and indifferent face.

"They provoked Ben Shenzi, and their followers taught them a little lesson, what, do you have any opinions?"

Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind him and looked at the great elder of the academy with a cold expression. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)