Chapter 240: Destroying the Divine Mountain with One Sword, the Hero of the Human Race in the Vientiane Continent, the Next Target

This sword beam amazed the years and was indescribable.

Everything seemed to be annihilated in this sword.

The golden-winged saber-toothed tiger, the white jade dragon elephant and other forbidden ancestors of the sacred mountain, their eyes widened silently, filled with extreme fear and... despair!

They didn't expect that they would face such a terrifying move!

This move was too desperate.

First of all, the golden-winged saber-toothed tiger, all its means of attack, turned into nothingness in the killing of time.

Not only that, its body was also annihilated in the void bit by bit, inch by inch in the sword beam of time.

It seemed that in an instant, the golden-winged saber-toothed tiger had experienced eternity, and its body turned into ashes.

The white jade dragon elephant, who saw this scene with his own eyes, roared in fear and wanted to break free and dodge, but it was too late.

Its body, as heavy as a hill, was also annihilated inch by inch and turned into ashes.

"No, I hate it!" The white jade dragon elephant roared with all his might.

It was the master of the ancient sacred mountain in the lower world, dominating the continent.

Not to mention death, even the last time he was injured was a distant memory.

But now, looking at the white-clothed young man in front of him, the white jade dragon elephant was desperate and unwilling.

It never thought that it would fall in the hands of this young junior.

After the golden-winged saber-toothed tiger and the white jade dragon elephant, the rest of the forbidden creatures of the sacred mountain were also turned into ashes one by one.

Not only that, those sacred mountains, the Tianhu sacred mountain, the white jade sacred mountain, the flaming sacred mountain, etc., were all turned into dust in this sword light!

There was no earth-shaking collision.

There was no explosion that shook the eight wastelands.

There were only those sacred mountains that were silently annihilated.

And those creatures of the sacred mountain that were silently annihilated.

They were like weathered rocks, blown away by the wind.

After one sword.

The towering and undulating Taigu Shenshan no longer existed.

Looking around, Taigu Shenshan turned into a sunken basin.

All Taigu Shenshan, all Taigu creatures, were destroyed by this sword!

One sword, destroy the Shenshan!

The human cultivators who rushed over stood there, as if they had lost their souls, with dull eyes.

"It's gone... Taigu Shenshan, completely gone?" A human cultivator muttered absentmindedly, as if falling into a dream.

"It's really gone, Taigu Shenshan, this mountain that weighs on the backs of our human cultivators, is finally gone!"

After a brief silence, the human cultivators cheered loudly.

They were extremely excited and overjoyed.

Taigu Shenshan was like a sword hanging over the heads of human cultivators.

Today, this sword was completely shattered by Jun Xiaoyao!

Not only these human cultivators, but also Dong Xuan Patriarch, Gu Yuan, and the two guardian saints of the Jiang family, all looked a little dazed.

This... is too fierce, right?

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly and his brows frowned.

He cut off the connection with the Fallen Holy Body.

"It seems that it will be difficult to connect with the Fallen Holy Body in the future." Jun Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.

Just now, he had already produced a perfect resonance with the Fallen Holy Body that was close to 100%, so he could fully exert the power of the Fallen Holy Body.

However, in the future, he should not have the opportunity to control the Fallen Holy Body again.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't think it was a pity.

The Fallen Holy Body was just his tool.

Although it was easy to use, if it was used for a long time, it would also become dependent, which was not a good thing.

Jun Xiaoyao believed most in his own strength.

He put away the Fallen Holy Body and the Panhuang Sword of Time.

Looking at the ancient sacred mountain that had turned into a basin in front of him, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

This show of power should be enough. 5200

Jun Xiaoyao also knew that although the lower world ancient sacred mountain was also a chess piece for the ancient royal family.

But it was a very valuable chess piece, not like the ancient demons and monsters, which could be discarded at will.

If the ancient sacred mountain was destroyed, the ancient royal family would also feel very painful and lose face.

This is the price that the ancient royal family had to pay for provoking the Jun family.

"Alas, it's a pity to waste so many ingredients..." Jiang Luoli puffed up her cheeks.

The golden-winged saber-toothed tiger, the white jade dragon elephant, etc., are all top-quality ingredients.

"Isn't there one left?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the body of the Fiery Saint.

After the death of the Fiery Saint, his true form was revealed, which was a red flamingo.

"Let me roast it!" Jiang Luoli cheered, her face beaming with joy, sharpening her knife to attack the flamingo.

This is a saint-level creature, with a very rich blood and flesh essence, comparable to a blood and flesh medicine.

Some human cultivators were dumbfounded.

What kind of fierce people are these? The forbidden creatures of the Ancient Divine Mountain, located at the top of the lower world, have become food.

But they were also very grateful and came forward to thank him.

"Thank you, Son of God, for solving a big problem for our human cultivators on the Wanxiang Continent."

"Yes, this group of ancient divine mountain creatures wantonly slaughtered our human race, and today they finally got their comeuppance."

These human cultivators thanked him sincerely. Jun Xiaoyao's move was simply a great thing for the human cultivators on the Wanxiang Continent.

"It's just a little help, no need to be grateful. In the future, the Wanxiang Continent will be ruled by the ancient gods, and they will not oppress the human forces at will." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Yes, the Son of God is the hero of our Wanxiang Continent!" A human cultivator said excitedly.

Jun Xiaoyao did not comment.

He had no intention of becoming a hero, he just asked for a debt.

However, these human cultivators would obviously spread the news.

Not only that, they would also write a book about it.

Jun Xiaoyao's destruction of the ancient sacred mountain will become a legend, and will be circulated forever in Wanxiang Continent!

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"Brother Xiaoyao, the meat is roasted, come and eat it, or I will eat it all!" Jiang Luoli called Jun Xiaoyao.

The flamingo has been roasted, the meat is tender and juicy.

The rich life essence is permeated, the fragrance is overflowing, and a bite of it is comparable to a holy medicine.

This is the flesh and blood of a saint, and the value is amazing.

At this moment, Jiang Luoli's mouth is already oozing with oil, and her crystal-clear face has become like a little cat.

Jun Xiaoyao walked away with a faint smile.

It's nice to relax after the battle.

"Here, Brother Xiaoyao, this is the biggest chicken leg, no, it's a bird leg, for you!" Jiang Luoli handed over the flamingo leg.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, and just as he was about to take it, he suddenly saw that the bird leg had a hole in the plumpest part of the meat, with a row of small, dense and neat teeth marks.

"This..." Jun Xiaoyao was slightly stunned.

"Hey, I'm trying to see if it's cooked for Brother Xiaoyao, and I definitely don't want to eat the fattest part." Jiang Luoli smiled with a red face, shaking her little head like a rattle.

Jun Xiaoyao was speechless.

Then he called Yi Yu, Yan Qingying and others to come and eat together.

As for Dongxuan Patriarch and others, they were saints, and eating this would not have much effect on them.

"Brother Xiaoyao, how long are you going to stay in this lower world?" Jiang Luoli asked tentatively while eating barbecue.

She was always afraid that Jun Xiaoyao would return to the fairyland soon, and the two of them would not be able to stay together for long.

"There is still the most important thing to do." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Now his goals, such as solving the ten sinful clans and finding Jun Wanjie's sister, have been completed.

But there are other important things.

The lower volume of the body book, one of the nine heavenly books, the ten world rifts, the altar of the heroic spirit, and other world origins.

Jun Xiaoyao had a hunch that the sons of the heavens in other continents might have fought with each other and started to devour each other's opportunities and luck.

Just like raising a Gu, there will definitely be an insect king in the end.

That is the king of the heavens!