Chapter 58: Subdue the nine-headed lion and let Ji Xuan be the treasure-hunting mouse. Everything is under control
Roar!
The nine-headed lion howled miserably, and four of its heads were cut off at once, causing it to be severely injured.
At this moment, the five remaining heads all showed panic in their eyes.
This human race is too terrible!
If it hadn't known that Jun Xiaoyao was the son of the ancient family, the nine-headed lion would really think that he was an ancient true dragon in human form.
This terrifying physical strength is even stronger than those of the ancient races.
"Even if you are an ancient holy body, you can't be so strong!"
The nine-headed lion roared, and at the same time, divine light rose from its body.
At the broken ends of its four heads, there was divine mist lingering, as if new heads were about to grow.
"The vitality of the nine-headed lion lineage is too strong!"
Seeing the state of the nine-headed lion, many human cultivators were amazed.
But even so, this method is still not enough in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
"Don't use your limited imagination to guess the ability of this son of God."
Jun Xiaoyao certainly couldn't give the nine-headed lion a chance to recover. He attacked again without using any magical means, just punching down.
Each punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, breaking the nine-headed lion's bones and tendons.
This fierce melee shocked the audience.
"As expected of the ancient holy body, an invincible existence in close combat..." In the void, the elder of the Jiang family sighed.
"Now, are you willing to be my mount?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"Humph, I am the descendant of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng. Even if I die, I will never accept this humiliation!"
The remaining five heads of the nine-headed lion roared unyieldingly.
"Oh? Really?" Jun Xiaoyao attacked again.
After a few breaths, only four heads of the nine-headed lion were left.
"Don't think I'll surrender!" The nine-headed lion continued to shout.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the nine-headed lion had only three heads left, and it began to panic.
"Godson of the Jun family, if you have the guts, let's fight again another day!" The nine-headed lion's eyes flashed with panic, and it said fiercely.
After a few more breaths, it had only two heads left.
For the nine-headed lion, although its head can be reborn, if all nine heads are cut off, it will be completely powerless, and even the gods can't save it.
Finally, the nine-headed lion screamed for mercy.
"Godson, stop it, don't cut off my head anymore, there is only one left, if you cut it again, I will be bald!"
The nine-headed lion was beaten and screamed, lying on the ground begging for mercy.
It was covered in blood, with only one head left, and it looked like it wanted to cry but had no tears.
The good nine-headed lion was chopped into a single-headed lion by Jun Xiaoyao.
Many cultivators were speechless when they saw this scene.
The nine-headed lion, which had just shown a face of refusing to surrender, now lay on the ground like a fat orange cat, shaking its tail and begging for mercy. The contrast was too great.
"Are you convinced?"
Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the remaining head of the nine-headed lion.
"I am convinced, I am convinced, God's son, don't kill me!" The nine-headed lion trembled, without a trace of the dignity of the ancient royal family.
It knew that Jun Xiaoyao really dared to kill it.
With the background of the Jun family, even the Nine Spirits Yuansheng would probably find it difficult to retaliate.
"Well, just be my mount." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
The nine-headed lion was extremely powerful, and the reason why it was so miserable now was because of his opponent.
If it were any other genius, it would be very difficult to abuse the nine-headed lion like this.
"Yes..." The nine-headed lion bowed his head.
When many cultivators saw this scene, their hearts were like surging waves.
Tear the swallowing bird with your hands and subdue the nine-headed lion.
This is something that ordinary people would find difficult to do.
But Jun Xiaoyao did it easily.
Long Bichi took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling.
Now she finally understood why the ancestor warned her like that.
"Long Haotian, his death is not unjust..." Long Bichi's heroic and beautiful eyes were filled with extreme fear.
At the same time, she thought of the evildoer who was still in seclusion to fuse the dragon essence.
"I wonder if Long Aotian, who has fused seven dragon essences and the blood of the emperor dragon, can defeat the son of the Jun family?"
On the other side, Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen and others raised the danger level of Jun Xiaoyao to the extreme.
At this time, there was another strange phenomenon in the crack of the earth, with gray fog rolling and brilliance surging.
"The supreme secret treasure is finally opened!"
All the cultivators and ancient creatures were alert.
Jun Xiaoyao looked over, and there was no sign-in reminder from the system in his mind.
"It seems that we have to really go deep into the Yuantian secrets to sign in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
"Let's go!"
Ji Xuan and others, their eyes flashed, their magic power surged, wrapped their bodies, and rushed down directly.
A single move affects the whole body, and the other cultivators followed closely.
As for Long Bichi, it seemed that Jun Xiaoyao gave up provoking Jun Xiaoyao in the end.
"Originally, I came here to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and spread the reputation of my Ancestral Dragon Nest, but now it seems that I really thought things were too simple."
"Let's focus on finding the ancient dragon bones." Long Bichi thought to herself.
She originally came to trouble Jun Xiaoyao, and then to find the ancient dragon bones.
But now, after seeing Jun Xiaoyao's strength with her own eyes, Long Bichi consciously put the search for the ancient dragon bones first.
Seeing Long Bichi enter the crack in the ground honestly, Jun Xiaoyao also chuckled: "You are sensible..."
"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, rode the nine-headed lion, and took the lead to enter the crack in the ground.
Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Linglong, Jun Wanjie, and Jiang Shengyi followed closely behind.
As soon as they entered the crack, thick gray fog rolled in.
It was much thicker than the outside world.
Many monks who rashly broke into it were quickly corroded by the gray fog and lost their minds, with red eyes.
This thick gray fog could not even completely isolate the magic power.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and slapped several crazy monks in front of him to death.
Soon, he opened a way and reached the bottom of the crack.
Looking around, a magnificent underground palace was lying underground, and a supreme pressure was spreading from the depths.
Jun Xiaoyao released his soul power and roughly explored it with his divine mind.
The entire underground palace seemed to be divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers.
The outer layer should be accessible to most people, while the inner layer may require the Yuantian Supreme Order.
"It seems that if you want to sign in, you should go deep into the inner layer." Jun Xiaoyao thought.
At this time, Ji Xuan had already rushed to the underground palace, with a smile on his lips and a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Hmm? Could he?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed Ji Xuan's expression, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.
Looking at Ji Xuan's appearance, it seems that he knows some secrets of the Supreme Secret Collection.
"Ji Xuan, let you be my treasure-hunting rat." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
On the other side, he also noticed that Xiao Chen also rushed to another entrance of the underground palace.
Jun Xiaoyao knew that Xiao Chen was a man of luck, and he must have a lot of gains in this secret collection.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head and said, "Wanjie, I have something to tell you."
"Yes, please go ahead, sir." Jun Wanjie bowed and said.
Jun Xiaoyao sent a message, Jun Wanjie nodded, and dodged away.
"Hehe... The entire Yuantian secret collection is under my control."
Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, feeling confident.