and status of his target were terrifyingly high.If one knew Prince Xiaoyao's true identity, even if one gave that third prince a hundred sets of courage, he would absolutely not dare to do such a thi...in the golden seven-tiered pagoda.
Every layer has a piece of immortal essence.
Each piece of the Immortal Source contains a Holy Son-level prodigy from the ancient Immortal Court.
In Jun Xiaoyao's divine soul perception.
The entire mountain exuded an aura of refinement, all converging towards the golden pagoda.
Then poured into the bodies of seven sealed holy sons.
That is to say, these seven figures who were sealed away by the Ancient Immortal Court were at the level of Saints.
During its long slumber, it was tempered by the aura of the Sacred Mountain.
They treat the aura of Mount Sacred as nourishment, tempering themselves.
After so long, it's hard to imagine how strong these seven Saint Sons of the Ancient Immortal Court have become.
But why do they slumber in the land forgotten
This is where Jun Xiaoyao has a point of confusion.
The forgotten country, closed off and its creation date unknown.
If the ancient immortal court were to seal away Heaven's Pride seeds, it shouldn't be sealed away in a forgotten realm.
In contrast, these seven ancient Immortal Court Saints seem more like they were sealed here together with someone else.
Just like the eighteen cavalry of Yan Yun, they slumbered alongside Emperor Haoyu.
Could it be that there are great figures sealed within the ancient Immortal Court, and these seven Saints are merely followers
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly had a thought in his heart.
"But no matter what, first, we must destroy this golden pagoda." A cold light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
He has already grasped the context.
The most important thing right now is to destroy the golden pagoda on Mount Shengshan.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to make a move.
In other directions as well, some prodigies have also emerged.
They saw Jun Xiaoyao and the others at once.
"It's you!"
The first to arrive were the descendants of Xing Yun Shen.
The Xing Yun Shen, Long Xuan Yi and others saw Jun Xiao Yao, their eyes all held a hint of coldness.
Previously, when they were vying for the Flying Immortal Waterfall in the Land of Oblivion, they were also tricked by Jun Xiaoyao.
I missed the opportunity to obtain the chance of the Flying Fairy Waterfall.
Then, Yu Hui, Yu Mo, Bai Luo Xue and other members of the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun also came up.
They glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, their eyes suddenly flashing with a strange light.
The Eighteen Riders of Yan and Cloud, each sensed a connection to the others.
They could faintly sense the aura of Lord Purpleflame.
That is to say, the Heavenly Monarch Zi Yan and others all fell at the hands of this black-robed man.
While Bai Luoxue looked at the man in black, for some reason, she felt increasingly uneasy.
Then, the Tianjiao of various factions arrived. This included Yan Xiao from the Zhu Rong Immortal Clan, Ya Junzi from the Shen Nong Immortal Clan, and even Qin Yuanqing and others.
For a moment, the atmosphere was thick with tension.
"Well, could that be... a seed-level figure from the Ancient Immortal Court"
Yan Xiao, Ya Guzi and the others looked at the seven figures sealed inside the golden pagoda, their faces showing surprise.
"If we could get them on our side..."
The disciples of the major Immortal Sects began to stir with anticipation.
"Let's table this for now, but there are some personal scores to settle first."
Xing Yun Shen coldly said, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
"Strangely enough, we have a grudge to settle as well."
Yuhui and Yumo also stood up.
Yianxiao and Yao Junzi saw this, glanced at each other, then took a step back.
They don't want to get involved in a three-way war.
This hooded figure, they had seen them before, they were from Ling Yuan's lineage.
And Yu Hu, Yu Mo, and others were Emperor Haohuang's people.
Of course, Xingyun and the others didn't need to say much.
They, the three factions, were originally the most powerful forces, standing on an equal footing.
The other celestial lineages' prodigies merely watched from the sidelines.
Qin Yuanqing was also watching from the side.
He also wanted to confirm if his thoughts were correct.
"Step back first."
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, motioning for Lu Fugui, Mo Yanyu, and Chi You's immortal prodigies to step back.
Lu Fuguai hesitated a little, because those opponents were not easy to deal with right now.
Yu Hui and Yu Mo join forces, even Di Haotian can't ignore them.
Xíng Yuán Shén, is a Dou Zhan Sacred Physique, and his combat power is even more formidable.
And there is also Long Xuan Yi, the son of the ancient emperor Long Teng.
Neither one nor two are easy to mess with.
unless this hooded figure's identity is truly as he suspects.
As for Mo Yan Yu, she retreated very decisively.
She was the only one present who knew Jun Xiaoyao's identity.
In her eyes, these opponents, though strong, were no match for Jun Xiaoyao.
"It seems this battle is unavoidable." Jun Xiaoyao's tone remained remarkably calm.
In the face of Xingyun Shen, Long Xuan Yi, Yu Hui, Yu Mo and other peerless prodigies, they could still remain so calm.
His identity, however, is what piques one's curiosity.
"You think that with Ling Yuan backing you, you can challenge us" Xing Yun's divine aura rippled.
Several people stealthily blocked off all the escape routes around Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao then chuckled lightly.
"I think you've misunderstood me from the beginning to the end."
"What"
Several people's faces were cold.
You, you don't even deserve me to provoke. Would a true dragon from the heavens provoke a mud loach in the dirt
Jun Xiaoyao's words suddenly caused the faces of the several people present to change, becoming even colder.
Boom!
The god of punishment acted directly.
He is a decisive person by nature.
With one punch, the heaven and earth trembled.
The Battle Saint Physique, known as the number one in combat power.
Of course, there might be some exaggeration in it, but the strength of this saint body is undeniable.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed another punch, and the two clashed fists.
Bang!
A thunderous roar shook the air, and Xing Yun Shen felt an immense force surge through his arm.
He was struck like a stone against an egg, his chest trembling violently, his blood surging within him. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back down.
"You..."
Xing Yun's gaze was filled with astonishment.
"Might overcomes all, combat skills are worthless before absolute power." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Not to mention his strength, which completely overwhelms Xingyun Shen.
Even if we only talk about combat skills, Jun Xiaoyao, who has practiced the War God Record and even sparred with the Ancient Emperor, is no less powerful than Xing Yu Shen.
"Who are you"
Long Xuan also took a step forward.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't answer, only saying lightly: "You go together, otherwise I wouldn't even have the interest to make a move."
"He's really quite arrogant, isn't he" Yu Mo said.
"But that reminds me of someone who was once so arrogant, but now he's lying injured in his ancestral home." Yu Hui said calmly.
Everyone present glanced at each other, knowing exactly who Yu Hui was talking about.
But Mo Yanyu couldn't help but smile lightly in her heart.
She really wanted to see the expressions on these people's faces after they knew the truth.
Jun Xiaoyao remained unfazed by this. He took a step forward.
Suddenly, the entire Holy Mountain seemed to tremble.
A terrifying aura emerged, surging with qi and blood that shot straight to the heavenly spirit, as if transforming into a colossal dragon of qi and blood.
At the same time, tens of thousands of talismans appeared, as if the great Dao of heaven and earth were resonating with them.
This aura burst forth, being no weaker than the pressure given off by Mount Holy.
All the prodigies' expressions changed drastically at this moment, and they exclaimed in shock.
"Innate Sacred Body, Dao Embryo!"the celestial dragon!"The Immortal Emperor, expending a great deal of power, suppressed this accumulation of sins across millennia.His divine body was shaking, constantly having the power of sin erupt...