Chapter 178: Like a Deity Descending, Xuan Tian Zong's
ortals, she was still too cold and aloof, like a celestial being high above, unattainable.While Jun Lingcang, it seems, needs to be slightly more approachable. And right now, this confrontational and...A calm and indifferent voice, like the voice of a deity, echoed in everyone's ears.
At this moment, the entire chaotic scene was unusually still, as if time itself had frozen.
Regardless of whether it was the Golden Horned Clan, the Silver Horned Clan, or the Wuxiang Star Palace, everyone's faces were filled with unprecedented shock!
This sword strike, is from my lord's house, for the Xuan Tian Sect!
The suzerains of Xuan Tian Zong and others were stunned, as if billions of thunderbolts had exploded in their minds. They were all a little dazed.
Then, there are endless surprises!
< 君家！ >
The master's family has arrived!
At this moment, all the cultivators of Xuantian Sect felt a sense of unreality, as if they were dreaming.
Their long-awaited Jun family, is it here now
In the distance, a slender figure shrouded in hazy, ethereal light descended from the sky.
He was dressed in pure white, holding an ancient sword that emanated the aura of ages.
One person……
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Peerless beauty!
"Except for your three layers of snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes…" A little junior sister from the Xuan Tian Sect, was muttering to herself as if she were mad.
She had never seen anyone so transcendent and ethereal.
In contrast to the surprise and excitement within the Tongxuan Tianzong.
The Golden Horned and Silver Horned tribes were filled with alarm and anxiety.
...the previous disdainful Golden Horn King and Silver Horn King were also swallowing their saliva, with a hint of anxiety in their expressions. ...
As for the group over at Wujixing Palace, they were even more terrified, their faces pale with fear.
Just now, your sword strike, aimed directly at the camp of the Wujixing Palace.
After a single sword strike, half of the people were turned into dust, scattering across the heavens and earth.
How terrifying! It's spine-chilling and sends shivers down my spine.
Even those lucky few surviving false gods and true god powerhouses felt a sense of danger when facing this sword.
"Horror, too horrifying! Who on earth is this person" Mo Fan's face was still pale.
Just now, he felt like he had been to the gates of hell and back.
Mo Fan almost vanished within that sword beam.
Had it not been for the final moments, when the celestial beings within him released a shield of starlight, protecting his physical form.
At this moment, Mo Fan was probably already reduced to dust.
Looking around, Jun Xiaoyao said with an indifferent expression: "This deity descended to the mortal realm to slay the Ten Wicked Clans. Are you ready to meet your end in hell"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the experts of the Golden Horn Clan and Silver Horn Clan all look unsightly, their eyes faintly revealing murderous intent.
Just as the Golden Horned King was about to speak, saying that Jun Xiaoyao was overestimating himself...
Eastern Xuan Ancestor and others appeared.
Two saints, one quasi-saint!
With such a lineup, in the lower realms I wouldn't say it's invincible across the land, but at least it could sweep across all directions.
For the lower realm, even a mere quasi-saint could potentially influence the course of battle, let alone two saints and a quasi-saint appearing all at once.
"Excellent..." Xuan Tianzong's master and deputy master, along with others, were so excited their faces flushed.
... but the hearts of the two great clan masters sank completely. ...
Mo Fan's face was ashen.
Over the past year or so, he has risen to prominence, sailing smoothly along the way. To be honest, he's gotten a little carried away.
Don't even mention those Lower Realm prodigies, not even some Immortal Domain prodigies would be taken seriously by Mo Fan.
But you, carefree and aloof, with just a single sword strike, made Mo Fan feel the terror of death. Yunhai.yunhaixs.
He felt that even if he had the stars and the moon, he probably wouldn't be a match for Jun Xiaoyao.
"The Golden Horn Clan, the Silver Horn Clan, and even the Wuxiang Star Palace, none of them will be left!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was calm and cold, yet it carried an iron-blooded murderous intent.
For these clans, Jun Xiaoyao had no mercy.
Kill when necessary!
And the Wuji Star Palace, aiding the tyrant and perpetuating evil, was also a key instigator of this catastrophe. Naturally, Jun Xiaoyao would not let them off.
"Yes, as you wish, my Lord!"
The three ancestors of Dong Xuan took action.
Two sages and a quasi-sage would be enough to completely turn the tide of battle.
"All disciples of the Xuan Tian Sect, cooperate with Lord Jun's family and completely exterminate the criminal clan!" The headmaster of the Xuan Tian Sect shouted.
"Yes!" A group of Xuan Tianzong cultivators, their spirits lifted, began a desperate counterattack.
Jun Xiaoyao also made his move, wielding the Disk Emperor's Age Sword, a surge of immense power of ages permeated.
Not to mention cultivators of the same level, even those who have achieved the Dao, Nirvana, Transcendence, or even Divine Fire masters, would feel a sense of fear when facing Jun Xiaoyao's sword aura.
The power of the Lu Xian Jian Jue amplifies Pan Huang's Sword of Ages, further enhanced by Jun Xiaoyao's inherent strength.
Even a Heavenly Transcendence Realm or Divine Fire Realm expert would be severely injured and left on the brink of death.
Yi Yu and Su Ziqiong also took action, their methods were ruthless and decisive.
And at this time, the people of the Wujixing Palace panicked and began to retreat.
They actually didn't need to get involved, but one misstep led to a lifelong regret. Now it's too late to apologize.
Even the Wujixing Palace didn't expect that the ancient Jun family from the Immortal Realm would arrive so quickly.
Just as Mo Fan was about to retreat, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.
"Liu Qianqian... her How could this be" Mo Fan's mind buzzed.
Didn't he torture Liu Qianqian until she was unrecognizable
The more miserable Liu Qianqian became, the happier he felt.
But now
Liu Qianqian not only seems to be doing well, but also appears to have a higher cultivation level than before.
And she also fought alongside Jun Xiaoyao, her eyes fixed on him, filled with admiration, obsession, and longing.
"Damn it, it's that Jun Family Divine Son, he must have saved Liu Qianqian! Despicable!" Mo Fan's temples throbbed with anger, his expression sinister.
Liu Qianqian can be said to be his obsession.
The worse things got for her, the clearer Mo Fan's thoughts became.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao saved Liu Qianqian, which undoubtedly thoroughly ignited Mo Fan's anger.
"If I have the chance, I will definitely make this son of the Jun family regret saving Liu Qianqian." Mo Fan thought coldly in his heart, and he also began to retreat.
Mo Fan wasn't stupid. He knew that right now, he couldn't possibly defeat Jun Xiaoyao.
Unless he could get his hands on the fabled treasure of the Star Palace from his memory.
At this moment, Liu Qianqian also noticed Mo Fan who was about to leave. Her beautiful eyes flashed with anger, and she let out an angry cry: "Mo Fan, you coward, don't run!"
"Hmm" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze shifted, and he saw Mo Fan.
When Mo Fan saw this, he even sacrificed a talisman paper and stuck it on his body. Then, he turned into a silver light and fled.
"Is that him" Jun Xiaoyao was about to make a move.
At this moment, a group of masters from the Wujixing Palace surrounded them.
Mo Fan is the core of Wuji Star Palace, and he cannot be lost.
"To stop a chariot with one's arms." Jun Xiaoyao, holding the Panhuang Sword of Ages, shook his sword. With each tremor, masters of the Wuji Star Palace were reduced to dust of time.
"Yi Yu, bring him here," Jun Xiaoyao transmitted.
"Yes!" Yi Yu drew back, his whole body burning with solar fire, transforming into a blazing flame, chasing after Mo Fan.can be imagined that during its heyday, the Ta'er Temple must have been an incredibly grand and imposing structure.It is a pity that time has passed and this place has become a strange and eerie magic...