Chapter 222 The Saint wants to kill Jun Xiaoyao, you are dead!

Yan Rumeng is a demon, so her true form is naturally not human.

For the demons, the true form is a secret, just like asking a girl's age.

Not to mention the outside world, even in the Demon God Palace, I'm afraid only a few people like the Little Demon Queen know what Yan Rumeng's true form is.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao's attitude shows that he is trying to get Yan Ruyu's true form, doesn't it?

It's not like Jun Xiaoyao hasn't tried it before.

For example, the Supreme Nether Dragon in the Ancestral Dragon Nest, and creatures such as the Sky-Swallowing Bird.

But the problem is that Yan Rumeng is now a delicate beauty.

Jun Xiaoyao just pinched her legs and asked her what her true form is.

What he was thinking was obvious.

This is simply a devil, okay!

Even with Yan Rumeng's cold personality, she couldn't help but lose her composure, and wanted to scream and shout.

Jun Xiaoyao, are you a devil?

"Jun Xiaoyao, you're too much!"

Yan Rumeng lost her composure and said in shame and anger.

She fully activated the power of the demon king body, and at the same time, her other jade leg also slammed towards Jun Xiaoyao's head.

This was a completely instinctive action under anger, and you can imagine how ashamed and angry she was.

Yan Rumeng's jade leg slammed into the void, and her pink skirt fluttered.

Jun Xiaoyao reacted quickly, blocking with his other hand, and at the same time, a golden chain of order rushed out from his brows and turned into a golden short sword, which was the Yuanhuang Dao Sword.

As soon as the Yuanhuang Dao Sword came out, Yan Rumeng's face changed suddenly.

She also sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of a mirror to block the attack of the Yuanhuang Dao Sword.

But the powerful recoil force once again shook Yan Rumeng away, leaving a trace of blood on her red lips.

"Miss!"

The expressions of the two black-robed demon saints changed, and they took action directly.

Although they did not dare to kill Jun Xiaoyao, they had to at least protect Yan Rumeng.

Seeing the two black-robed demon saints suppressing Jun Xiaoyao, Dongxuan Patriarch and Gu Yuan and others wanted to help, but were intercepted by the saints of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family.

Nine-headed Lion, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, Su Ziqiong and others were also there.

But they couldn't stop the saints' attacks.

"Haha, Jun Xiaoyao, I admit that you are very strong, but in this lower world, there are quasi-saints and saints, you can't turn the world upside down!" The Heavenly Demon Prince laughed.

Now the coalition of the four major sin clans, plus the two demon saints of the Demon God Palace, has more than 20 people.

And Jun Xiaoyao's side, even with Dongxuan Patriarch and Gu Yuan, there are only four or five.

This kind of combat power gap can't be made up by Jun Xiaoyao alone.

When the Great Yin Emperor and others thought of this, their hearts sank.

Could it be that even if the God of the Jun family came, he would be powerless to save the situation?

"Lord God..." Jun Ying'er's beautiful eyes were firm, and she prayed in her heart.

For some reason, she had an inexplicable confidence in Jun Xiaoyao.

Perhaps Jun Xiaoyao's appearance shocked her.

Therefore, she believed that Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to solve all problems.

"Heh, ridiculous..." Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

The next moment, the void was torn apart, and six Star-Splitting God Puppets attacked the two demon saints.

"This is... a saint puppet!" The two demon saints were caught off guard and injured.

Of course, they were saints of the Fairyland Demon God Palace after all.

In terms of strength, they were much stronger than that Golden Spider Ancestor, so they were not killed instantly by the Star-Splitting God Puppet.

When seeing these six saint puppets, Yan Rumeng's eyes were solemn.

The Heavenly Demon Prince was even more frightened and pale.

If Jun Xiaoyao had sacrificed the Star-Splitting God Puppet at the beginning, he would have been killed instantly.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't use the Star-Splitting God Puppet just for a Heavenly Demon Prince. Why would he use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?

On the side of the Dayin Dynasty, cheers rang out.

These six Star-Splitting God Puppets undoubtedly gave their Dayin Dynasty a hope.

A hope that they could survive.

However, even with six Star-Splitting God Puppets, there were also Dongxuan Patriarch and Gu Yuan, plus the saints of the Dayin Dynasty.

The total number was still not as good as the Sin Clan Coalition.

"No matter who you are, you must pay for your life if you kill someone!"

On the side of the Yaksha Royal Family, a saint made a cold voice.

Because Jun Xiaoyao had killed the Yaksha Princess casually before, which completely angered this clan.

The saints of the Sin Clan all took action, fighting against the Star-Splitting God Puppet and the saints of the Dayin Dynasty.

The saints of the Yaksha Royal Family just freed their hands and locked onto Jun Xiaoyao with cold eyes.

"Come and die!"

The Yaksha royal saint attacked with great power, punching Jun Xiaoyao, and the sky seemed to collapse.

"Son of God!" Jun Ying'er screamed.

Dongxuan Patriarch, Gu Yuan, Emperor Dayin and others also changed their expressions drastically. They wanted to help, but were entangled by the saint of the sin clan.

When the prince of Tianyao saw this, he couldn't help but be happy.

This guy who left a deep shadow on him is finally going to die!

What was surprising was that there was a trace of joy in Fang Han's eyes.

That's right, Jun Xiaoyao saved the Dayin Dynasty.

And he, the prince of the Dayin Dynasty, was not only not grateful, but also had a hint of joy when he saw Jun Xiaoyao in crisis.

As for the reason?

It's very simple.

Jealousy!

Fang Han was deeply jealous of Jun Xiaoyao.

That feeling was like a humble earthworm that got a chance and transformed into a python. Just when he thought he was going to become powerful, a real dragon suddenly appeared in front of him. All his efforts and all his rise seemed so ridiculous and insignificant in front of Jun Xiaoyao! Some people are born high and mighty! Not to mention, when Jun Xiaoyao appeared, Jun Ying'er's eyes never left Jun Xiaoyao. How could Fang Han not be jealous? When jealousy reached a certain level, Fang Han naturally hoped that Jun Xiaoyao would fall. Time seemed to slow down at this moment. The attack of the saint of the Yaksha royal family was about to fall on Jun Xiaoyao. Everyone thought that the result was no suspense. Because no matter how strong and invincible Jun Xiaoyao was, he could not compete with the saint. That was not reasonable. "Master!" Yan Qingying struggled to break through, but was surrounded by layers of sinful people. Yi Yu, Jun Ying'er and others also made a move, but were blocked.

At this moment, it seemed that no one could save Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao could even see the ferocious and bloodthirsty expression on the face of the Yaksha royal saint.

Killing a genius with extraordinary talent was also a pleasure.

"Is the invincible myth of the young generation of the Jun family coming to an end?" Yan Rumeng was also paying attention.

However, what made her feel strange was.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was as calm as before.

It seemed that he didn't know that he was only one step away from the gates of hell.

"Die!" The Yaksha royal saint slapped down with a palm.

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly looked at the Yaksha royal saint, muttered his lips, and silently uttered a few words.

The Yaksha royal saint read the meaning of these words.

You're dead!

The next moment, a terrifying blood energy as deep and as demonic as an abyss suddenly surged out!