The head of the four ancient kingdoms, the lord of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, was blocked by a move, and his head rolled off.

Blood splattered in the sky, very poignant.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect a saint to be killed so easily.

The head of the master of the Blue Dragon Kingdom fell to the ground, and his expression was condensed with horror, doubt, and puzzlement.

As if puzzled, how could he be killed by a single move?

However, not only that, the Qin Yin Killing Blade continued to prey on the four Saint Puppets.

Bang!

A violent roar rang out.

The two saint puppets were directly destroyed and cut off at the waist.

The remaining two puppets were also badly damaged, and although they were not completely disintegrated, they were already in pieces.

The entire battlefield can be heard quietly falling pins.

Champion Hou's pupils trembled violently, revealing a ray of disbelief.

Jun Yao's protector is so strong?

Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a protector, it was estimated that he was only in the realm of a saint.

No matter how high the realm is, generally speaking, it is impossible to be willing to be a babysitter.

The protector of Jun Yaoyao is obviously more than the realm of a saint.

"Could it be a saint king?" Yang Pan's face was very ugly.

Since becoming a champion, he has never suffered such a big loss.

Now, almost all of the high-end combat power on his side has been lost, and the remaining two broken puppets have almost no combat effectiveness.

And on Jun Xiaoyao's side, not to mention the terrifying protectors, there are three saints alone.

Plus the armies of the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom and the Xuanwu Ancient Kingdom are anti-water.

Champion Hou, the general trend has gone.

Seeing this situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really want to go against this marquis, why don't we take a step back now?"

Yang Pan is not stupid, he has come to this point, if he is hard, he will be the one who suffers.

"Heh, wasn't it quite strong before, but now it's time to take a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao said sneeringly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this marquis is giving you face, and it is no good to be my enemy!" Yang Pan said uncertainly.

"Does this god want your face, besides, I have so many enemies, and I still need you a horse breeder?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.

He said no more, and looked up.

The fierce golden qi and blood rose into the air, turning into a lifelike golden divine elephant, as if it could suppress the universe.

In the face of this champion Hou's clone, Jun Xiaoyao didn't need to use any magical powers, he could directly slap it over and solve the battle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared angrily, and he also burst out his great powers.

But he is only a doppelganger, and he doesn't even have the Panhuang Soul Sword by his side, how can he be the enemy of Jun Yaoyao?

Poof!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed it with one palm, and directly slapped Yang Pan's clone into blood foam, shattering his bones.

When they saw this scene, everyone felt their scalps tingle.

The champion Hou clone was slapped to death with a palm.

"The Divine Son of the Jun Family, is it already strong to this extent?" many generals were surprised.

Their realms are several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao, but at this moment, seeing Jun Xiaoyao's vigorous posture, they all have a sense of palpitation in their hearts.

At the same time when Jun Xiaoyao smashed Yang Pan's clone.

Far away in the Panwu God Dynasty, a magnificent palace of golden splendor, purple steaming, and thousands of weather.

A roar came from it.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan and you, are incompatible!"

Hearing this voice, the attendants of the maids outside the hall were all pale and frightened.

If Yang Pan is angry, it is even more terrifying than the Shura demon.

"I seem to have heard the name of the god son of the Jun family, what kind of grudge did the Hou Ye have with him?"

At this time, in the hall, Yang Pan's cold voice came.

"Someone, pass on the order of the Hou Ye, spread the news, my champion Hou Yangpan, will be in the Imperial Palace of the Divine Dynasty, the top of the Forbidden City, about the battle of the Jun family, Jun is free!"

"The time, let's set it on the day when Wu Mingyue chooses the horse, this marquis will trample Jun Xiaoyao under his feet in front of all the forces in the fairy domain!"

Hearing this, all the servants around the entire temple were petrified, their eyes widened, and they gasped.

The champion of the Panwu God Dynasty, the god of the ancient monarch family, made an appointment to fight the god son of the ancient monarch family.

This is not a trivial matter, and if it gets out, it will make a big wave!

In addition, the time was chosen on the day when Wu Mingyue chose the horse, and how popular the Panwu God Dynasty would be at that time.

How many forces will be drawn to come?

Unthinkable......

"A prosperous era of Tianjiao hegemony is about to kick off, I hope Hou Ye can have the last laugh. An old servant sighed.

At that time, it was on the side of the Suzaku Ancient Kingdom.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't know that Yang Pan was already so angry that he wanted to ask him to fight.

But even if you know, Jun Xiaoyao is estimated to have no waves.

Dare to shout in front of him?

Just slap it down.

There were countless people around, and there was still a sense of shock in their pupils at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.

casually shooting a Yang Pan clone to death is really not a big deal for him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked out, and in the blood foam left by Yang Pan's clone, a ring was flickering.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grabbed it, and grabbed it in his hand.

There is a soul seal on the ring, and Jun Xiaoyao will urge the true spirits in the divine palace at will.

The true spirit that is like a miniature version of Jun Yaoyao is to release a majestic divine soul power.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body is terrifying, his divine soul cultivation has not been pulled down.

He's been cultivating the Chaos God Grinding Concept.

Jun Yaoyao's divine soul power easily broke through the seal of the ring.

Some of these messy things, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care.

What he cared about was the bronze compass parts.

Sure enough, three bronze compass parts were among them.

"Yang Pan, Yang Pan, you have been planning for so long, and in the end, I didn't pick the peaches, it was simply Xiao Chen's No. 2. Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Yang Pan's painstaking plan finally fulfilled Jun Yao.

He knew that Yang Pan must have been so angry that he was about to explode on the spot at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao incorporated the three compass parts into his spatial magic weapon.

In this way, he collected all four compass parts.

But right now, it's clearly not the time to research.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced down, on the side of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom army, everyone's face was extremely pale.

Those generals had a faint trace of hatred in their eyes.

After all, their lord of the country can be regarded as indirectly dying in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

"The Divine Son ordered that the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, the generals above the soldier level, were all killed. Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Without waiting for the Vermilion Bird Lord to agree, the White Tiger Country Lord and the Xuanwu Country Lord hurriedly rushed to drink.

Now that they have surrendered, they naturally have to show a little attitude now.

Soon, they wiped out many of the generals of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, and all the soldiers surrendered.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify and integrate the four ancient kingdoms into the Four Elephants Ancient Kingdom.

And the lord of the Suzaku country is the lord of the ancient kingdom of the four elephants.

And his successor is Bai Yuer.

The turmoil of the four ancient countries also subsided.

However, the waves have just begun......

The whole book