things sometimes.But now, obviously, the faster the better.And your freedom, has already far surpassed that of the other prodigies.Ji Qingyi, Jun Lingcang, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, Fahai...He still held onto hope, believing that it was possible Jun Xiaoyao had conquered Lang Huan through force.

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It seems that it is indeed Lang Huan who wants to throw herself at Jun Xiaoyao.

He pursued her for a long time, but he never even got to touch one of her fingers.

Now, Luohuan was the one who took the initiative to lean towards another man.

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It's unbearable, I'm about to lose it.

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"Outsiders, you're looking for death!" Mo Ling couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to take action herself.

"Hold on." Jun Xiaoyao said.

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"Well, now you're afraid, aren't you"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Mo Ling's face turned cold.

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Some of the earth spirits around also looked at Jun Xiaoyao with suspicion.

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This fearless person, who was never afraid of anything, is now scared

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Jun Xiaoyao ignored him and instead turned his head to ask Lang Huan, "If you win at the Ten Kings Banquet, can you enter the Burial Realm"

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"Well, for this Ten Kings Feast, those ranked in the top spots will get to enter the Burial Ground first. The spatial rift is quite small and unstable, so there are very few spots available." Langhuan said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

This makes things simple.

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He looked at Mo Ling and said faintly, "Dealing with you would be too easy and a waste of time."

Jun Xiaoyao's words caused a flash of cold light to appear in Mo Ling's snake-like eyes.

However, before he could retort, Jun Xiaoyao's next words left all the souls of the Burial Soul Mountain speechless.

Today, this deity stands here, alone to challenge ten minor kings!

"You all, get up there!"

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Jun Xiaoyao, with a flick of his wide sleeves, exuded an air of detachment and elegance.

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The aura of the Great Accomplishment of Divine Fire surged out, and the surging blood energy no longer concealed itself, erupting directly!

As if a God-king had emerged from seclusion, like an ancient deity descending upon the world!

Many young souls from the Burial Ground with slightly weaker cultivation were directly knocked to the ground, their faces as pale as paper.

Jun Xiaoyao's aura at this moment was too fierce, like an ancient divine elephant, shaking the heavens and earth, roaring down stars!

"You..."

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Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Jiu You Ao and other ten Xia Wangs all had cold expressions on their faces.

Shi Xiaowang is what, the most outstanding Tianjiao of the Ten Domains of Burial in Wan Gu.

But you, a carefree wanderer, are just an outsider, daring to make such bold claims, challenging all of them single-handedly.

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This is no longer arrogance, but blatant contempt!

Jun Xiaoyao saw them as ants, not even worth his attention!

All the talented young warriors present were stunned.

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Only Huanhuan was very attentive and noticed Jun Xiaoyao's self-addressed term.

Claiming to be the Son of God, it seems he is not only a proud son of the Jun family but also holds the most crucial status as the Son of God.

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Lang Huan understood what the Son of God represented.

Even in the most prestigious ancient clans, a godchild is an absolute core figure.

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Jun Xiaoyao's identity is far more noble than she imagined!

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"It's a pity, this piece of fresh meat is within sight but out of reach." Lang Huan felt a touch of annoyance.

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At first, she thought that her identity as the ninth princess of the demon realm was more than enough to match up with Jun Xiaoyao.

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Perhaps she was the one who reached too high.

"Outsider, you are too arrogant! This is Burial Ground, not a place for your rampage!"

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The prodigal son of the Eight-Armed Demon Spider Clan spoke.

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He was pitch black all over, with four eyes on his face and eight arms covering his body. He looked more like a humanoid monster than some kind of creature resembling humanity.

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However, his aura was extremely powerful, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Shenhuo realm.

But with the addition of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon race's innate racial abilities, his strength would be enough to rival a fire god realm grandmaster.

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The prodigious son of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon clan made his move, unleashing a silver thread from his mouth that wound itself towards Jun Xiaoyao.

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At the same time, eight arms surged forward, black demonic energy surging, forming a seal.

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This is a divine ability of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon clan, the Eight Spider Demon Seal.

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Silvery strands coiled around Jun Xiaoyao, yet he remained rooted in place.

"Are you stupid"

The Eight-Armed Demon Spider Clan's prodigy just showed a smile, only to be horrified by...

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The silver threads he spat vanished directly into the void.

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao's footsteps moved, and he proactively flashed to the Eight-Armed Spider Demon clan prodigy.

The next moment, the geniuses of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan were even more shocked to realize.

His Eight-Demon Spider Seal had completely vanished, as if it had been dissolved by an invisible force.

"How is that possible, you…!" The Eight-Armed Spider Demon prodigy's expression was full of horror.

Although he had heard it before, Jun Xiaoyao possessed a peculiar magical immunity.

But he mistakenly thought it was some kind of supernatural power.

The result was unexpected, it was so eerie, it didn't even need to be actively invoked, it could directly nullify all magical powers.

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This is too strange, too out of the ordinary.

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Before the Eight-Armed Demon Spider, Tianjiao, could recover from his shock.

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Jun Xiaoyao's palm print had already pressed down.

There is no supernatural power, and no magic.

It was merely a single palm strike, infused with the divine might of hundreds of billions of jin from his physical body, crashing down upon the chest of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan's prodigy.

The Eight-Armed Spider Demon prodigy frantically resisted, eight sharp and sturdy spears erupting from its spine to shield itself.

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This is the innate magical ability of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan, the Eight Spider God Spears.

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But the result was...

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Aha!

The Eight Spider Divine Spear was shattered by a single palm strike. Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind continued unabated, heavily smashing into the chest of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan genius.

Then…

There was a loud bang.

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A vast expanse of blood mist dissipated.

The Eight-Armed Spider Demon prodigy has fallen!

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The entire Burial Soul Mountain was deathly silent, so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

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All the spectators from the Burial Earth, their eyes bulged out, their scalps tingling as if their heads were about to explode.

One of the ten little kings, was just instantly killed

All beings felt as if they were in a dream.

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This is too unreal.

That was a top prodigy in the domain, with extraordinary strength. He stood out from millions of young prodigies and became one of the ten little kings.

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Now, he can't even withstand a single move from Jun Xiaoyao!

This decisive and instantaneous kill is incredibly shocking, sending chills down your spine.

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"You..." Some of the powerful Eight-Armed Demon Spider Clan members who had come to watch the battle were first stunned, then their faces contorted with endless rage.

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They couldn't help themselves; they were going to strike.

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However, he ran into Jun Xiaoyao's icy gaze.

In an instant, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them. The powerful beings of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan instantly regained their senses.

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They remembered, Jun Xiaoyao still had three terrifying Saint-Realm puppets, the Slaughter Gods.

If Jun Xiaoyao were to make a move, unless someone from the clan with strength above that of the Holy Master came forward, he wouldn't be able to handle it at all.

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Thinking about this, the strong ones of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon clan still held back and did not attack.

As for Mo Ling, his face also froze.

His strength, while a bit stronger than that of an elite Eight-Armed Spider Demon, was truly only a little bit better.

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Jun Xiaoyao can kill the eight-armed spider demon genius with one move, so dealing with him probably won't take three or two moves either.

"Well, are you still going to challenge me alone" Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back, in a nonchalant tone.

Mo Ling's face was ashen.

You're rubbing salt into his wounds.

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"Humph, I don't believe it!"

The Skeletal Dragon's dragon, Long Xiang, let out a cold snort. He decided to take action. no effect on An Di."I rather admire your struggles, you little lab rats."In the apocalyptic era, the master descends, blood rivers surge, washing over the heavens and earth.Endless sins and resentmen...