rm, began to crack and crumble.But even in its fallen state, the Sacred Body remained as solid a wall as ever, shielding Lord Xiaoyao from all harm.This might be, as a kind of protection for the same...This world has fallen silent.

Looking at the two moves that had wiped out Black Earth, all the cultivators surrounding Nantian City swallowed their saliva in secret.

Heitu, as the pride of the Blackcloud Clan, is not only not weak but very strong.

His strength, even comparable to some outstanding disciples of major sects and Daoist Heaven's Pride.

Otherwise, he would not have become a follower of Jun Wanjie.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao, with a flick of his hand, effortlessly slays a genius.

This caused those cultivators who saw Jun Xiaoyao make a move for the first time to have a flicker of astonishment in their eyes.

The heir of the Jun family, number zero sequence, well-deserved reputation!

"May you roam free and carefree!"

A roar, like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, erupted.

That was Jun Wanjie, his anger blazing, with a flash of three-foot lightning in his eyes, revealing the depths of his rage.

My own followers, killed in front of me. This is a slap in the face.

and it was utterly complete.

Boom!

Jun vowed never to speak again, he had reached his limit. Xiaoyao remained composed and unfazed.That kind of look, like looking at an ant at your feet, wasn't much different.That look made Wang Teng's expression even colder. As the young emperor of the Wang...