Jun Xiaoyao's Massacre, Consecutive Fall, Receiving the Source of the World, and the Horror of Patriarch Golden Spider!
Lin Feng was stunned.
He was completely dumbfounded.
He didn't even have time to react. By the time he came to his senses, he had already fallen into the ground.
Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
Lin Feng was dumbfounded.
He was not the only one. Peng Ling, Peng Fei, and the others were also stunned.
"Mister Lin?" Peng Ling's pretty face turned pale.
To Peng Ling, Lin Feng was invincible among the younger generation.
Even her brother, Peng Fei, could not overpower Lin Feng.
Now, Lin Feng was sent flying by a single punch from the teenager in white.
"Is that the divine child of the Jun family?" A hint of seriousness appeared in Peng Fei's eyes.
Even he found it difficult to suppress Lin Feng, yet Jun Xiaoyao could easily crush him.
Didn't that mean that he, Pengfei, was also inferior to Jun Xiaoyao?
"Lin Feng, your greatest value is to be harvested by me." Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.
Defeating Lin Feng was nothing to him, nor would it make him feel any sense of satisfaction.
Jun Xiaoyao extended his hand again and grabbed at Lin Feng.
"No!"
Peng Ling made his move. The blue wings on his back flapped as he transformed into a ray of blue light, wanting to save Lin Feng.
"As expected of the star of the show. A woman is falling for you so soon." A faint smile appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
Then, he slapped her.
Bang!
Jun Xiaoyao had smashed Peng Ling into a bloody pulp.
"Ling'er!"
Upon seeing this, Lin Feng bellowed from the ground.
Although he wanted to make use of the Heavenly Mountain to get his revenge, Peng Ling's admiration and concern for him truly tempted him.
However, Jun Xiaoyao had just slapped Peng Ling into a bloody pulp right before his eyes!
First, it was his childhood friend, Zi Yan. Then, it was Peng Ling.
Both of his women had died because of Jun Xiaoyao!
Coupled with the fact that he could have Nalan Ruoxi as his maid, there were three of them.
This almost drove Lin Feng crazy. His eyes were about to pop out.
"Ling'er!"
Peng Fei and the creatures of Blue Sky Sacred Mountain were just as furious as Lin Feng.
Peng Ling was the genius of the Heavenly Mountain, yet Jun Xiaoyao killed her with a single slap.
"Jun Xiaoyao, pay with your life for my sister!" Furious, Peng Fei attacked with bloodshot eyes.
He threw a punch. The blue magical power surged, turning into the phantom of a giant bird in the blue sky that charged at Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao saw what happened and said with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "I don't even care about the Golden-winged Great Peng, much less a Blue Sky Roc like you."
"How dare you! Do you think you can deal with the Golden-Winged Peng King?!" Peng Fei bellowed.
This time, Jun Xiaoyao put away the Sword of Time of the Pan Emperor. He took out the Overlord-Destroying Divine King Gloves and wore it on his right hand.
The power of the purple gold mark permeated the air and enhanced Jun Xiaoyao's fist.
He threw a punch and casually said, "The Golden-Winged Little Peng King is just a loser."
Bang!
Jun Xiaoyao, who was wearing the gloves of the Tyrannical Divine King, looked like a superhuman with one punch.
With that punch, Peng Fei's entire body was torn into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, and one of his arms was blown into a bloody mist.
"What… what did you just say? Little Peng King …"
At the last moment of his life, Pengfei's eyes widened in disbelief.
What kind of terrifying character did he provoke?
Thump!
Peng Fei's shattered body fell from midair. He was also deader than dead.
Jun Xiaoyao killed two of the best disciples of the Heavenly Mountain in two moves.
This silenced the chaotic battlefield.
The people from Blue Sky Sacred Mountain were even more dumbfounded.
The best descendant of the Heavenly Mountain was killed just like that?
"How… how could this be…" Lin Feng was trembling all over.
Just how powerful was Jun Xiaoyao?
Was he even human?
Jun Xiaoyao grabbed Lin Feng before anyone could react.
Lin Feng was immobilized by the golden magical power palm.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you…" Lin Feng's face was so red that he was about to suffocate.
"Before you die, I will tell you something," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
"You… you want to kill me…" Lin Feng's teeth were trembling.
It was not until the moment of his death that Lin Feng learned what it meant to be scared.
Previously, he had been under the protection of heaven and earth. Everything had been smooth sailing for him.
Ever since he met Jun Xiaoyao, however, it felt like the beginning of a nightmare.
"You may be the star of the world, but…"
"The world is in the palm of this Divine Child!"
As soon as Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he extended his hand and clenched it in the air!
The golden palm of magical power abruptly closed at the same time!
Crack!
Blood splattered everywhere as the sound of bones cracking rang out.
Lin Feng's entire body was crushed into minced meat. He was deader than dead.
The second lead character of the world died at Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
The source of the world of the Tianxuan Continent emerged.
Jun Xiaoyao immediately put it into his magical artifact.
Coupled with the small bundle of World Essence he obtained from Lin Feng previously,
He had finally gathered all the natural sources of the Tianxuan Continent.
Now, he already possessed the two world sources of the Tianxuan Continent and the Star Continent.
It was not until Jun Xiaoyao killed Lin Feng that everyone finally came to their senses.
"Die, junior!"
The saint of the Blue Sky Divine Mountain roared as the power of the Saint Stage erupted and crushed towards Jun Xiaoyao.
"How dare you!"
Patriarch Dongxuan also unleashed his power of the Saint Stage to block the attack from the Heavenly Sacred Mountain.
"Descendant of the Clan of the Ancients of the Mystic Realm, you're being far too arrogant. There's nothing you can do about the current situation," the Golden Spider Old Patriarch of the Demon Spirit Mountain said coldly.
Upon hearing that, the human cultivators finally came to their senses.
Indeed.
Although Jun Xiaoyao was here, he could only sweep away his peers. At most, he would be able to challenge someone several levels higher.
However, he was still unable to handle a Saint.
His servants consisted of two saints and one demi-saint.
Although it would be of some help to the battle, they were still outnumbered and unable to solve the problem.
The Sacred Mountain of the Ancients was home to several saints.
The hearts of Nalan Zhan and the others sank slightly.
At that moment, the Patriarch of the Golden Spider spoke again. "Considering that you are the descendant of the Clan of the Ancients in the Higher Domain, we of the Far ancient divine mountain will forgive you if you don't interfere with the war."
Nalan Zhan, the sect master of the Dongxuan Mystic Sect, and the others were shocked by his words.
Was he threatening Jun Xiaoyao to stay out of it?
"Young master…" Nalan Ruoxi's heart also tightened slightly.
However, she still believed that Jun Xiaoyao would never give up on them.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled. "Not many people have dared to threaten me ever since I was born. Who do you think you are, spider?"
"You're asking for it, you naughty creature!" The Golden Spider Old Ancestor's eight compound eyes were all burning with rage.
The Heavenly Demon Spider Clan was inherently bloodthirsty and violent.
The Patriarch of the Golden Spider was willing to take a step back because he felt that Jun Xiaoyao's identity was a little troublesome.
Unexpectedly, Jun Xiaoyao mocked him like that.
He extended a spider leg and pierced Jun Xiaoyao like a sharp golden spear.
"Die!" the Patriarch of the Golden Spider screeched.
At that moment, the Patriarch of the Golden Spider saw the mocking smile in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
He didn't understand why a person would have such an expression when he was about to die.
However, the patriarch of the Golden Spider immediately understood what was going on.
Six spatial cracks appeared around him.
Six fists imbued with the power of the Saint Stage blasted at Patriarch Golden Spider at the same time!
The Golden Spider Old Patriarch let out a shriek of horror.