Chapter 673: Anger of the Ten Princes of Jinwu, Yiyu Seeks R

gle point, even the greatest mountains would crumble and collapse, and even the bodies of saints would shatter into bloody mist."That's terrifying!"The surrounding prodigies hurriedly scattered, maint...Around the ark of creation, there was a deathly silence.

The air felt as if it had frozen.

Many cultivators were still in a daze and hadn't come to their senses.

Because all of this happened so quickly, so suddenly, it was completely unexpected.

First came the ten sons of Jinwu, arriving with an imposing presence that dominated all. Their aura was so powerful, it felt like the Sun God King himself had descended upon the world.

The result was trampled to pieces the next moment, its prestige vanished.

This kind of contrast before and after is too big, leaving me totally confused.

The tenth prince of the Golden Crow didn't even have a chance to utter a harsh word before he was gone.

This is simply tragic, it has completely ruined the reputation of the Golden Crow's Tenth Prince.

"Here comes the young master!"

"My Lord!"

Xia Bingyun, Yan Rumeng, Taiyin Yutu and others all exclaimed in surprise.

And the Three Prince and others, seeing this scene, were utterly shocked.

They knew, although that figure was just a Dharma body of the Golden Crow Tenth Prince.

It was his Dharma Body that he had been refining for a long time, possessing half of his strength.

It can be said that even the top geniuses from the forbidden realm would find it impossible to defeat this golden crow, tenth prince avatar, in a short amount of time.

Now, however, he was trampled beneath Jun Xiaoyao's overpowering might.

This is not a battle, but sheer contempt.

Just like crushing ants underfoot.

"He is Jun Xiaoyao" Yuan Can Daozi's body trembled involuntarily, and a sense of relief arose in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't intervene rashly, otherwise the current situation would have been much more troublesome.

The remaining several Golden Crow princes, as well as Sheng Yu Yi and Sheng Zhou Yi and others, also stopped their attacks and fell into a state of deep shock.

Just now, the aura of the Ten Princes of Jinwu was already strong enough, with an extreme sense of oppression.

But compared to the white figure standing now, it felt like a small firefly meeting the sun.

Their auras are on completely different levels.

If one were to describe the Golden Crow's Tenth Prince, it would be as an overbearing emperor who dominates the mortal realm.

That Jun Xiaoyao gives people the feeling of transcending the mundane, overlooking all living beings, standing on the cloud-kissed peaks as a white-clothed immortal king!

They are not in the same league.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao crushed the Golden Crow Tenth Prince's dharma body with one foot.

In the depths of the ultimate ancient road, upon a crimson star body similar to the sun.

A wheel, resembling a golden disc, hovered in mid-air, emanating the aura of an artifact from the Quasi-Emperor era.

And beneath this treasure wheel, a youthful kingly figure was enveloped in a mass of divine radiance.

At one moment, as if he had sensed something, he let out a long roar suddenly. The sea of fire overturned, and the power of the Sun Saint exploded directly.

"You, Jun Xiaoyao, dare to destroy this prince's dharma body and ruin this prince's good deeds Wait until I completely refine this quasi-imperial artifact, it will be your death day!"

The sound echoed across the cosmos, shaking the entire crimson ancient star. Countless stars in the surrounding universe were shattered by its sonic waves.

It is evident from this that the fire in this person's heart is raging.

On the Zao Hua Zhi Zhou, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, standing on top of the cosmic sky. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he exuded an air of immortals.

His gaze first fell on the Cauldron of Creation, paying no attention to the other Golden Crow princes and figures like the Saint Child of the Holy Religion; he completely ignored them.

But the prince Jinwu and others stopped, their foreheads slightly beaded with cold sweat, their nerves stretched to the limit.

This scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding arrogants, all of them were incredibly shocked.

This is the majesty of the Divine Son of the Jun family, isn't it Even without uttering a word, the three princes of the Golden Crow dare not make even the slightest move.

Some top-tier prodigies possess their own dignity and aura.

Even standing there, silent as a stone, he was enough to make other prodigies tremble and dare not move.

"This is the Ark of Destiny" Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

He had previously been aware of it.

This ship of good fortune was crafted by an ancient powerful being from the Supreme Immortal Court, modeled after the legendary ark that ferries souls across realms.

As for the ark of salvation, it is a legend from mythology.

When the universe perishes and the era-ending cataclysm arrives, there will be a ark of salvation appearing, carrying a small number of creatures to survive the annihilation.

This couldn't help but remind Jun Xiaoyao of the Ark in Western legends.

He also recalled that the mythical Empress Nuwa had once spoken of origins and ancient catastrophes in her myths.

Of course, these are not things that Jun Xiaoyao should be thinking about now.

He believes that if such a day ever comes, by then his strength should have reached unimaginable heights, enough to face everything with composure.

Before my eyes, this vessel of good fortune could not compare to the mythical ark that transported souls across the river of life.

But it was also created by powerful beings of the Immortal Court, so its level naturally wouldn't be low.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel that within the Cauldron of Creation, there was a heavy concentration of world power permeating it.

Slowly retracting his gaze, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes finally fell upon the Golden Crow Prince and the Holy Son of the Sacred Teachings.

Realizing Jun Xiaoyao's gaze upon them, their hearts pounded.

Jun Xiao Yao was too lazy to waste words, and with a casual palm strike.

Five Golden Crow Princes, and two Saints of the Holy Religion, all withstood with their full strength.

But all spat out blood with a poof, their faces contorted in shock and disbelief.

The seven Taboo Tianjiao, when combined, were actually injured by a casual blow from Jun Xiaoyao.

After a strike, Jun Xiaoyao said to Yiyu: "Go, your enemy is right in front of you. Collect some interest first."

Yi Yu heard this, his body trembled, and his eyes were filled with deep gratitude.

He knew that Jun Xiaoyao wanted him to take revenge himself, to quell the demons in his heart.

Otherwise, with Jun Xiaoyao's strength, if he were to make a serious move, those people would have no way out.

"Kill!"

Yi Yu's mouth spat out killing sounds, his eyes releasing astonishing anger and hatred.

After the Yì Clan's destruction, he fell from the Xuantian Immortal Realm to the Huāotiān Immortal Realm.

Had he not met you, perhaps he would have never had the chance for revenge in his lifetime.

Yuchanjue also attacked with red eyes, feeling suppressed and needing to release.

Yet, Yan Ru Meng and Xia Bingyun also assisted in the fight.

A great battle erupted once more, but this time, Mount Solar and the Holy Church of Quran found themselves on the losing side.

Before Jun Xiaoyao made a move, he had already inflicted injuries upon them.

Here, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept over Yuan Can Daozi once again with a hint of indifference.

Yuán Cǎndàozi felt a chill run through his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He instinctively took a few steps back, unable to meet Jun Xiaoyao's gaze.

Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze and ignored him.

This battle, the outcome has already been decided.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao is around, even the Golden Crow Prince and the Saint Sons of the Holy Religion will find it difficult to escape.

"Are you truly going to wipe us all out Mount Sunshen will not stand for this!"

The Third Prince of the Golden Crow let out a desperate roar.

Who would have thought that the situation would change so drastically, with one person, Jun Xiaoyao, dominating them all

Now more than ever there is a life-or-death crisis.

"Don't you find this laughable now!" Yi Yu's eyes were cold, her thirst for revenge burning fiercely.

He drew back the Zhuxing Po Mie bow, nine stars aligned, bursting forth!

Poof!

Blood splattered the sky, staining the starry cosmos red.

The Three Princes of the Golden Crow have fallen.

The remaining four princes, and the two holy sons of the Holy Church, are also unable to escape their destined demise.

Those who witnessed this scene were all shocked and terrified.

Know that these two parties, one comes from Mount Sun God and the other from the Holy Quran Church.

All are forces to be reckoned with.

Jun Xiaoyao was carefree, showing not the slightest concern. There wasn't even a flicker in his eyes, as if killing a cat or dog was nothing special.

That is to say, in his eyes, even a peerless genius from the ancient royal family or a saint son of an ancient great sect was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.olted, reacting. Her pupils shrank abruptly."What do you mean..."Liu Qiongyan simply couldn't believe it.Jun Xiaoyao's meaning is already very clear.The Chi-Eyed Dragon Scale, has already been slain b...