Chapter 118: Follower of the White-clothed God King, Woman in Gray with Heavy Pupils, Ah Jiu (Third Update)

The entire Forbidden City, the monks of all forces, have not yet reacted.

They were still immersed in the shock of Fang Cai.

However, at this moment, I saw the scene of the separation of the heads of the three princes. Ideas Chinese the first issue of the network ╭ゔんττρ s:// ωωω.s恗zωω.cΘм んττρ s:// м.s恗zωω.cΘмヤ

Everyone was stunned, their minds went blank, and they didn't turn around for a while.

In the Forbidden City, the imperial capital of the Panwu God Dynasty, in front of the Panwu God Lord, he killed the three princes of the Panwu God Dynasty.

What kind of courage must it take to do such a thing?

Even if it's the Jun family, you have to be accountable first, and then make a ruling.

But in the blink of an eye, the three princes were in a different place, which was inevitably too fast, and people couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

The face of the Panwu Divine Lord turned blue, and with a long roar, he raised his hand and reached out, and the quasi-supreme aura erupted, blasting into the void in the distance.

He was furious and indignant, and he didn't expect that anyone would dare to kill his son right under his nose.

In the void in the distance, the sound of a piano sounded, colliding with the moves of the Martial God Lord, shattering the space.

Finally, a gray-clothed peerless figure appeared.

It was a woman in gray, sitting cross-legged in the depths of the void, a scorched tail in front of her lap.

The gray robe is wide and fluttering, but it is difficult to hide the proud figure.

Three thousand green silks, long and messy, covered most of their faces.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, revealing a small half of a fairy face, which is also as white as snow and dreamy and beautiful.

Her beauty is not weaker than Jiang Shengyi.

There is even a sense of mysterious vicissitudes of life precipitated by the years.

"That's ......"

In the Forbidden City, most of the monks were stunned.

They didn't expect that it was a woman who shot to kill the three princes.

And she is a woman who is extremely powerful.

Many male monks were stunned when they saw the fairy face of the woman in gray, marveling at her beauty and mystery.

"No, looking at the eyes of the woman in gray, how can you have a feeling of reopening the heavens and the earth and transforming chaos?" said a powerful elder in surprise.

At this time, everyone discovered that the gray-clothed woman's eyes were slightly covered by green silk. The idea is the fastest Chinese network

But it can still be vaguely seen, as if there is a terrifying scene of chaos repeating the sun destroying the stars and sinking the stars.

And the pupils seem to overlap together, showing the appearance of double rings.

"Shhh...... Could it be the rumored heavy pupil?" Many people took a wild breath, and their expressions could not hide their shock.

The double pupil is an extremely rare and powerful pupil.

Among the three thousand physiques, it is also ranked in the top 30, which is extremely terrifying.

Seeing such a mysterious and transcendent woman in gray and heavy pupils appear, the audience was silent.

"Hmm, are you?" the Panwu Divine Lord saw the gray-clothed woman with heavy pupils, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Even he, a quasi-supreme, felt a faint pressure.

Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that his protector would be a woman.

And she is a woman who is extremely powerful.

The Panwu God Lord is the emperor of a country, and his cultivation is at the top, and there are definitely not many people who dare to confront him.

Not to mention a woman.

But now, the woman in gray who sat in the depths of the void, mysterious and unfathomable, and her momentum was not weak at all.

"Anyone who dares to use a conspiracy to frame the young master will be killed!" the gray-clothed woman said indifferently.

When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, an inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

The gray-clothed woman called him not a son, a god son, etc., but a young master.

This is intriguing.

"Are you the ......?"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, the Panwu Divine Lord showed extreme surprise and jealousy on his face.

Some of the old men of the big forces present also came back to their senses as if they remembered something.

"The old man remembers, this gray-clothed woman with heavy eyes is ......" An old man looked shocked.

He didn't expect that this person would appear again and become the protector of Jun Yao.

"Nine girls, I still made a move. Jun Zhantian muttered, not surprised.

"She is one of the eight members of the Eight Divine Kings who followed the white-clothed God King Jun without regrets back then, the Heavy Pupil Qin Girl, Ah Jiu!" an Immortal Dao Elder couldn't help but exclaim.

As soon as these words came out, the Quartet set off turbulent waves.

If it is said that the leader of the Jun family's generation is Jun Xiaoyao.

Then the previous generation has no regrets.

His strength no longer needs to be repeated in words.

All in all, even his eight followers, if they take out any one, they are all invincible existences that sweep across the Quartet.

And this gray-clothed woman with heavy eyes, Ah Jiu, is one of the eight followers who had no regrets back then.

"So it is. "Jun is free.

No wonder Jun Zhantian said before that his protector had a very extraordinary background.

I didn't expect it to be my father's former subordinate.

At this time, the Lyra Girl also said with a shocked face: "It's her, that seems to be what my master once said, and she can't reach the existence of the dust." ā€

The master of the Tianqin Girl is the master of the Immortal Dance Qin Sect, and her piano skills are the best in the entire fairy realm.

The existence that can make her unreachable, you can imagine how transcendent and peerless.

At this moment, the identity of Ah Jiu, a gray-clothed woman with heavy eyes, was completely exposed, and there was an uproar.

The face of the Panwu God Lord was difficult to see.

That woman, not to mention how powerful she is, her identity is the most feared.

Followers of the White-Clad God King!

Although ten years ago, that accident happened, no one knows that the white-clothed god Wang Jun has no regrets and is now alive or dead.

However, no one dares to underestimate it.

"I kill him, do you have an opinion?" Ah Jiu's voice was cold and indifferent, sitting high in the sky, like an ancient fairy.

The Disc Martial God Lord has never been so aggrieved.

He wanted to make a move, but the consequences were incalculable.

Looking at the changing face of the Panwu God Lord, many people around him were secretly speechless.

To be able to force an immortal god dynasty lord to this extent, the power behind Jun Xiaoyao is too terrifying.

"This matter is indeed the emperor's rebel son who did wrong, and this can be regarded as the punishment he deserves. The Panwu God Lord closed his eyes for a long time before speaking.

One word, quiet the Quartet.

The lord of the dignified Immortal God Dynasty finally relented.

"Father......" Wu Mingyue's eyes trembled.

I didn't expect that their Immortal God Dynasty would have such a day when they bowed their heads.

Jun Xiaoyao's face didn't change much, and he said, "In that case, can Jun enter Panwu Mausoleum?"

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far!" The face of the Panwu God Lord was already extremely dark.

Jun Xiaoyao not only humiliated Wu Mingyue in public, saying that she was not worthy of herself.

Even the three princes were killed.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao even wants to enter Panwu Mausoleum.

No one else could swallow this breath.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was plain, and he said: "The fall of the third prince is the punishment he deserves, but Jun's loss should always be compensated." ā€

Loss?

The Panwu God Lord simply wants to slap the king to death!

What did Jun Xiaoyao lose?

No missing arms, no missing legs.

It is purely here to slander people.

However, just as the situation was at a stalemate, an ancient and vicissitudes of voice slowly sounded from the depths of the palace.

"Forget it, give the divine son of the Jun family a chance to enter the Panwu Tomb. ā€

Hearing this voice, the face of the Panwu God Lord changed!