Chapter 148 Breaking three records in a row, like a miracle, the elder's heart is bleeding
"It turned out to be the Son of God."
Contrary to everyone's expectations, the elder of the academy was not angry, but showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and bowed slightly to Jun Xiaoyao.
Before, he had been warned by the dean and vice dean of the academy not to provoke the Son of God of the Jun family, just treat him as a plague god, and stay as far away from him as possible.
But now, looking at the two injured sons of God, the elder had to bite the bullet and stand up.
Seeing that the powerful saints were all friendly to Jun Xiaoyao, the monks of various forces around all sighed.
"Elder..." Yin Yang Shengzi and others turned pale.
They were just glad that there would be a elder to preside over justice for them.
As a result, the elder was even more cowardly.
"Well, just treat it as entertainment." Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and began to climb the ninety-nine-story ladder.
People like the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King were very cautious when they passed these three levels.
If they are not careful, they may also fall over.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, looked calm and relaxed, as if he was taking a walk.
Countless cultivators in the audience gathered their eyes, not blinking, not wanting to miss any scene.
They were curious before, whether Jun Xiaoyao, who was unparalleled in talent, could break the record of ancient heroes, and now they can finally solve the doubts in their hearts.
Hua Xiqing's clear eyes did not blink, and she followed the white-clothed figure closely.
Compared with the two saints, she, the saint, was prudent and protected herself, and was not affected.
Jun Xiaoyao was dressed in peerless white, with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal descending to the sky.
He kept walking, stepping on the stairs step by step, and his speed never slowed down from beginning to end.
Even after stepping on the 70th floor, the pressure doubled, like a mountain pressing down, Jun Xiaoyao's speed was the same as before.
This kind of pressure is too easy for Jun Xiaoyao, who has an ancient holy body and cultivates the power of the divine elephant to suppress the prison.
There is no doubt that Jun Xiaoyao has directly broken through the ninetieth floor.
"Sure enough, he has stepped onto the ninetieth floor!" Many cultivators shouted, but they were not surprised.
Jun Xiaoyao's strength is beyond doubt, and it should be normal to step onto the ninetieth floor.
However, it will be difficult after the ninetieth floor.
"After the ninetieth floor of the ladder, each floor is more than ten times the pressure before. Can you make it, son of the Jun family?" The elder thought to himself.
To be honest, he really wanted to see Jun Xiaoyao suffer a setback.
After all, this son of the god was too famous, which made the Holy Spirit Academy lose a lot of face.
However, the facts were destined to disappoint the elder.
Jun Xiaoyao was full of divine light, like a white-robed god king approaching the pass. Every step he took, the void shook, like beating a war drum.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao took nine steps in one breath.
He actually stepped through the most difficult nine steps in one breath!
Shocked!
Stunned!
Unbelievable!
All the disciples, deacons, and even the great elders of the Holy Spirit Academy were stunned.
As people of the academy, they knew the difficulty of the ninety-nine steps of the ladder.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao easily passed it and reached the top!
In the sky, there was light rain, auspicious beasts appeared, and the shadows of ancient heroes flickered, as if they were worshiping Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped through the ninety-nine steps of the ladder in one go.
The expression of the Golden Winged Little Peng King froze.
Ye Xingyun couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The face of the Little Western Buddha became stiff.
The record they had not broken was easily broken by Jun Xiaoyao.
And it looked like it couldn't be easier.
"Next level."
Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly to the second level without any pause.
The second level was to ring the heavy ancient bell.
The Golden Winged Little Peng King had only rung fifteen times before.
"I think the Jun family's divine son is likely to reach the record of eighteen rings!" A Tianjiao shouted with excitement.
They were witnessing a miracle!
Some cultivators' eyes flickered, and they also speculated that Jun Xiaoyao might be able to break the record again and reach eighteen rings.
Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power and punched out!
Ninety thousand giant elephant particles, plus ten thousand dragon elephant particles, a full nineteen billion pounds of monstrous divine power, burst out from Jun Xiaoyao's fist.
At the same time, a dragon and elephant phantom burst out with this punch.
Dragons and elephants are both the ultimate in power, representing a supreme great power.
Jun Xiaoyao is the incarnation of this supreme power!
Dong...
Jun Xiaoyao's fist landed on the ancient bell, making a dull sound.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next sound.
But there was no...
After the sound, the ancient bell seemed to be silent, without making any sound.
"What's going on?" Many people were stunned and dumbfounded.
Why is there only one sound?
This is completely inconsistent with their expectations, it is simply a world of difference.
"It's impossible, no matter how good the Jun family's son of God is, it is impossible for the ancient bell to ring only once?"
The genius who had previously guessed that Jun Xiaoyao could break the record couldn't help but say.
Although Yin Yang Shengzi and Xia Lan and others didn't know the reason, it didn't prevent them from showing sarcasm on their faces.
Instead, it was the Golden Winged Little Peng King, Ye Xingyun and others who felt something was wrong.
Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent and he retracted his fist.
"The third level..."
Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly to the third level venue without any explanation, leaving everyone with his back.
Just when everyone was extremely confused.
Crack...
A faint sound of breaking sounded.
A crack appeared on the ancient bell.
This seemed to have caused a chain reaction, and continuous cracking sounds rang out.
The entire ancient bell was directly shattered into countless fragments in the shocked eyes of everyone!
At this moment, this world seemed to be dead silent!
The ironic smiles of Yin Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan froze at the corners of their mouths, looking very funny.
Even the great elders in the Saint Lord realm felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.
The ancient bell was broken!
Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's back again at this time, as if they were looking at a god!
"The God Son of the Jun family is simply a god, a natural emperor!" A Tianjiao couldn't help but roared excitedly.
Jun Linglong, Wu Mingyue, Jun Zhangjian, Yi Yu and others also showed unprecedented fanatical worship.
Even Hua Xiqing's eyes sparkled with a strange light.
The geniuses she had seen before were not even as good as Jun Xiaoyao's finger.
As for the Yin Yang Saint and Xia Lan?
It's better not to say that they couldn't even withstand a move from Jun Xiaoyao's followers.
The whole Holy Spirit Academy was boiling, and many cultivators followed Jun Xiaoyao, wanting to see his last level, Leaping Dragon Gate.
At this time, the elder suddenly slapped his forehead and whispered: "No, it's dangerous!"
He was not referring to Jun Xiaoyao, but the golden-horned dragons raised in the lake.
Those were raised by him!
However, when the elder came to his senses, behind him.
In the distance, the Leaping Dragon Gate had already burst into exclamations again.
Jun Xiaoyao punched down, and the golden elephant fell to the lake with a bang, directly killing all the golden-horned dragons in the lake.
No one was left alive!
No one was alive!
"Fuck!"
The elder screamed in a duck-like voice, looking up to the sky, swearing, his eyes were red, and his heart was bleeding.
Those were all his precious pets that he had carefully taken care of and cultivated, and they were all fucking killed by Jun Xiaoyao!