n Kings' Feast, they would have probably already set off for the Netherworld.However, all creatures are unaware of...Jun Xiaoyao has actually already left the Netherworld.……Above a blood-colored plain...That divine power caused the void to surge and the galaxies to collapse.
Even the ancient and unusual creature, the Golden Toad, felt a tremor of fear.
Is it the ancient calamity that is truly formidable, or is it this human before us who embodies the ancient evil
How come this human feels even more ferocious and ruthless than it
Boom!
Space collapses, divine chains shatter, ripples sweep across the stars.
The celestial tongue of the golden toad was severed directly by Jun Xiaoyao, and golden blood gushed out.
Then, Jun Xiaoyao slaughtered his way down, like a white-clothed killing god, or a humanoid great calamity, powerful to the extreme.
Paint.
Even the golden toad was frightened and wanted to flee in the end.
Result, Jun Xiaoyao's fist smashed down, unleashing the power of Six Paths Reincarnation, which completely obliterated him. Blood erupted like a fountain.
The starry sky stretches for thousands of miles.
The smell of blood was in the air.
With Jun Xiaoyao's powerful soul perception, he naturally sensed that there were still some fierce auras lurking in the distant sky.
But.
After Jun Xiaoyao blew up the golden toad.
Those latent breaths, completely concealed themselves.
As if it were Jun Xiaoyao who was the terrifying evildoer of ancient times.
"It saved me some trouble."
Jun Xiaoyao, with his hands behind his back, continued on.
while the other side.
With a roar, Chu Xiao also beheaded the nine-tailed evil dragon.
He panted, his chest heaving.
Clearly, he slaying this nine-tailed demon dragon was not as effortless and carefree as when Jun Xiaoyao had slain the golden toad.
Chu Xiao held in his hand a jet-black bead.
It is precisely the Dragon Ball within the nine-tailed demon dragon's body.
He directly refined the Dragon Balls, restoring his mana and regulating his Qi and blood.
"Possessing the auspicious Golden Dragon, this world's core of opportunity, must surely belong to me."
Chu Xiao's eyes were deep and bright.
After being besieged by ancient beasts at the very beginning.
Those who stand out from the crowd are obviously capable.
They too surged toward the depths of the Heartlands.
The deeper one goes, the more dangerous the environment becomes.
How long it took, I don't know.
The journey of unrestrained freedom comes to an end.
Before him, a vast "ocean" appeared.
The tide rises and falls, churning up surging waves.
Of course, this is not a real ocean.
but what is called the cosmic tide.
Those rolled waves, imbued with the power of a boundless expanse.
If you're hit by this wave, dying would be considered lucky.
What's most terrifying is being trapped in an unnamed space, forever lost within it.
Cosmic tides, definitely one of the most dangerous environments.
Nobody expected to see cosmic tides in this land of the heart.
But on second thought, the Realm of Heart is the core of all realms.
It is also the origin of the spread of the four realms.
This location's spatial stability isn't very high, so the occurrence of cosmic tides is understandable.
"Now this is getting complicated."
Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.
He wasn't afraid of the cosmic tides.
In fact, he could even traverse with his physical body and forcibly withstand the impact of spatial waves.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao's physical body is not to be underestimated.
What worried him slightly was the fear of being drawn into unknown space.
It's not that I can't come back, but I'm afraid of wasting time and missing this opportunity.
But, there should be a way.
Jun Xiao Yao began to explore along the edge of the cosmic tide, seeking some kind of way.
But not long after.
Jun Xiaoyao saw it immediately.
At the edge of the cosmic tides.
There was an old wooden ship.
That wooden boat was black all over and looked close to being wrecked.
The hull was stained with some accumulated dark red blood.
"As expected."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.
This wooden boat, looking dilapidated, yet seemed to possess an uncanny mystique.
It should be able to directly traverse the cosmic tides.
As for ordinary warships and flying vessels, they cannot directly cross the cosmic tides and would be smashed to pieces.
And it was just as Jun Xiaoyao noticed this wooden boat.
On the other side.
Three figures also discovered the wooden boat.
The three figures were none other than the war generals of Emperor's Palace.
But Huang Zhi was not among them.
Although the imperial palace appears as a unified whole from the outside, in reality, two factions have already formed within it.
One is the Saint King of Soaring, Xuanxin Saint King.
The other party was Zi Wu Sheng Wang, Tian Kui Sheng Wang, and Tai Yue Sheng Wang.
While Yunxi refused the invitation of Zi Wu Sheng Wang, she joined the side of Fu Yao Sheng Wang instead.
The Purple Martial Saint King would naturally have no good feelings towards her.
The previous drama involving the marriage alliance between the human emperor and Chu Xiao of the Imperial Palace was also orchestrated by the Purple Martial Saint King.
And right now, the three figures are the true disciples of the Zi Wu Saint King, Tian Kui Saint King, and Tai Yue Saint King.
All power is extraordinary.
"With this wooden ship, we can cross the cosmic tides."
One tall and burly man, resembling a giant, spoke.
He was a disciple of the Sacred King of Mount Tai, named Qi Feng.
"Um He…"
At that moment, as if sensing a presence, the three shifted their gazes to another direction.
Then, the expressions of the three people darkened.
Because they saw the last person they wanted to see.
Nature is, of course, free and unfettered.
"Young Master Yun, what a coincidence."
A man in purple robes, his voice deep, spoke.
It seems you are another disciple of the Purple Martial Saint King.
Noting the hostility of the three, Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
"Could Young Master Yun be trying to compete with us for this ship" the last man said.
He is a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor Saint King, Huaiwu.
To be honest, if only one of them were here, facing Jun Xiaoyao alone, they would truly feel ashamed.
But now, there are three of them here.
In the face of Jun Xiaoyao, although I may not be confident in surpassing him, at least I will not lose my courage.
"The people of the Purple Martial Saint King, I can't remember how many I've killed."
"Now, I'm offering you a way out. You better scram."
Jun Xiao Yao was too lazy to waste any words with them.
Don't move, or die.
A very simple choice.
"Young Master Yun, you're being too domineering. This wooden boat should be able to carry four people."
"Tai Yue Saint King's disciple, Qi Feng said solemnly."
"I'm domineering, what can you do about it"
Jun Xiaoyao looked calmly, unconcerned.
Then I'll have to take your advice!
Jun Xiaoyao's attitude truly enraged the three of them.
They were at least Daoist-level warlords of the imperial palace, and disciples of the revered Saint King.
When have I ever suffered such disdain and humiliation
Qi Feng couldn't help but take action.
He resembled a small giant, his muscles bulging, and his skin felt like marble in its hardness.
This is a special body-cultivation technique he has practiced.
It can be said that those who become disciples of the Holy King possess unique talents.
Qi Feng made a move, his hand pinching a seal.
Instantly, magical power wove and surged through the void, transforming directly into a majestic form resembling a mountain, carrying with it the might of ten thousand jun.
Pressing down upon you with the might of Xiaoyao Town!
Such power, even the void itself is twisting and unable to bear this weight.
As a disciple of Taiyue Saint King, Qi Feng naturally received part of his true teachings.
But when the sovereign saw this, he shot out his hand with a horizontal strike, a simple palm strike, yet containing the power of heaven and earth.
That mountain range was directly shattered by a palm strike, its momentum undiminished as it landed on Qi Feng.
Bang!
Like a blow to metal.
Qi Feng's muscular body emitted a sound like that of a bell tolling.
However, his face contorted in alarm as he felt an overwhelming force crushing down on him, causing his internal organs to churn and roil.
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