Chapter 487: Massacre Begins, Dragon Clan Prodigy's Ter

n in the future."Qinglong Shangren's words made Xiao Chen's heart skip a beat.He asked himself, he wasn't the kind of despicable person who took advantage of others.But to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and wa...Jun Xiaoyao, in white robes that outshone the snow, with flowing sleeves and a graceful bearing, stood proudly amidst the void.

A surging flow of celestial patterns surrounds him, ten thousand rays of light appear, truly like the son of an immortal emperor, a descendant of deities. He carries with him an aura of sanctity, transcendence, and supreme authority.

“Is it…you…you…you are the free and unrestrained one” A young elite of the Dragon Clan witnessed this, his eyes bulged out, filled with extreme shock, and his words were a bit incoherent.

Not only him, but also the other dragon people geniuses, each and every one of them looked like they had seen a ghost, their faces filled with an overwhelming disbelief.

It's like seeing a ghost.

Because Jun Xiaoyao, didn't he already fall in the Bronze Immortal Hall

How could it, now, be standing right before their eyes

“Am I seeing things” Some dragon-human geniuses rubbed their eyes desperately, but Jun Xiaoyao's figure still stood proudly above the heavens.

"Well, well, aren't you surprised to see this old god" Jun Xiaoyao smirked, appearing calm and gentle.

But the young talents from the dragon race present here don't think so.

Jun Xiaoyao's notoriety has spread throughout the Immortal Ancient World.

In the ancient world of Xian, no one didn't know Jun Xiaoyao.

In the eyes of those ancient immortals, Jun Xiaoyao was synonymous with the killing god.

"You... didn't you already die inside the Bronze Immortal Hall" A Dragonkin prodigy exclaimed in disbelief.

“Death Unless this deity desires death himself, who could possibly take my life” Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back, nonchalantly.

"My god, even the Bronze Immortal Palace couldn't bring him down…" A Dragonman prodigy wailed in his heart.

They were just joking a moment ago, saying it couldn't be Jun Xiaoyao back.

"Well, that's really it now."

"Jun Xiaoyao, you killed the Crown Prince and dare to appear in our Dragon Clan's ancestral land so openly Do you want to seek death"

A dragonkin woman, her eyes blazing with naked hatred.

The Dragonkin also, like the ancestral dragon's nest, have different lineages within their ranks.

This dragon-kin woman is a member of Prince Ao Guang's clan.

"Seeking your own death" Jun Xiaoyao looked at this woman.

A gentle smile still graced his face as he slowly extended a hand.

Suddenly, the aura of sanctity erupted.

He still bore the aura of the Bronze Immortal Palace, so the Saintly Tribulation had not come upon him.

But this does not mean that Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint.

Boom!

As Jun Xiaoyao extended his hand, a giant magical hand interwoven with Dao patterns descended directly.

The draconian woman's face immediately contorted in terror.

She didn't even have time to scream before she was crushed into a paste with a sickening "poof."

All the young elites of the Dragon Clan present were stunned.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Jun Xiaoyao left them utterly speechless.

"Holy... Holy aura"

After a brief silence, came unbelievable horror!

"This is impossible!" Many dragon race geniuses exclaimed, shocked to the extreme.

Before Jun Xiaoyao entered the Immortal Ancient World, he was already at the Dao God Realm, an extremely prodigious cultivation level.

However, now...

Damn it, he's become a saint directly!

Even if I were to take a rocket, there's no way my cultivation speed could be this fast!

"You...what kind of secret art did you use!" A Dragonborn prodigy exclaimed, disbelieving.

"Don't believe me Try it again and see."

Jun Xiaoyao strode out, not even bothering to make a move.

The aura radiating from him crushed the dragonkin prodigies, shattering their bodies and sending blood flowers raining down.

These Dragon Clan prodigies, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, were worthless trash, not even qualified to join his forces.

"Run!"

"What a saint! Oh my God!"

"Come, return to our ancestral grounds. Even Jun Xiaoyao, even if he were a saint, would absolutely dare not step foot in my clan's ancestral grounds!"

Young prodigies of the Dragonkin race cried out in astonishment and began to flee in panic towards the ancestral land of the Dragonkin.

Their Dragonkin race's strong warriors are all within the ancestral land.

Looking at those fleeing figures in panic, Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to kill them directly, but he didn't.

It's like watching a rat in a cage, with a playful gleam in its eye.

"To think I wouldn't dare set foot in the ancestral land of the Dragon Race, how laughable." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He truly felt some sympathy for these dragonkin prodigies.

They knew nothing of Jun Xiaoyao's abilities.

Right when he was carefree and killing wantonly before the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.

This commotion was also heard by scouts from some other races nearby.

For a time, many races began to converge towards the ancestral lands of the Dragonkin.

Elsewhere, a group of young beings with a third eye between their brows also received the news.

"What, there's movement from the Dragonfolk side. Could it be related to the tremors in the sky before"

These creatures are the young prodigies of the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan.

After hearing the news, they also hurried to the Dragon Clan.

The genius of the Ancient Witch Clan also got the news and went to the Dragon Clan at the fastest speed.

"The Dragonkin have stirred. Who dares to cause trouble amongst the Dragonkin"

Li Qiuyue, acting on orders from Li Xian, came out to investigate the situation. She too had received this news.

"Go take a look."

Li Qiuyue also led a group of Li Ren Clan's prodigies to the Dragon Clan ancestral land.

For a time, the Dragon Clan's ancestral land seemed to become the center of the ancient immortal world.

Many races all came rushing towards it.

The reason for such commotion is that many people have linked this incident to the unusual tremors in the sky moments ago.

For these ancient races that yearned for freedom, any hint of change would draw their utmost attention.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao has arrived at the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.

A few outstanding young members of the Dragon Clan also fled into the ancestral land.

After entering the ancestral land, these dragon human race prodigies also let out a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao who came here, with a hint of mockery and sarcasm on their faces.

Dragonkin strongmen, unable to leave their ancestral home.

But as long as Jun Xiaoyao dares to step into the ancestral land, they guarantee that Jun Xiaoyao will absolutely not be able to walk out alive.

"Though I do not know what means you used to temporarily reach the realm of a Saint, here, within the ancestral lands of my Dragon Clan, you tread upon death!"

"That's right, aren't you strong Come on in if you have the guts."

"Yeah, come here!" Another dragonborn prodigy said to Jun Xiaoyao, winking and looking provocative.

Jun Xiaoyao saw this and shook his head faintly, saying, "Fool!"

Immediately, he looked at those Dragonkin prodigies, his three-life primordial spirit in his mind shuddered, releasing a wave of energy.

Those arrogant dragonkin who sneered and mocked, one by one their primordial spirits were obliterated, their heads exploded, blooming like crimson fireworks.

"Be bold!"

Within the Dragon Clan ancestral grounds, a cold voice echoed out, and the aura of a saint erupted.

The Saint of the Dragon Clan has appeared.

And it was at this time that the other major ancient fairy races also came to the Dragon Clan's ancestral land.

The people of the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan and the Ancient Witch Clan were all present.

Li Qiuyue also led the Tianjiao of the Liren clan to this place.

However, when her gaze fell upon the figure clad in white, ethereal and otherworldly, her mind went blank, completely stunned.

Is this not the very person she has yearned for, day and night, with all her heart

"It's... the Divine Child!"

Li Qiuyue covered her pink lips with her jade hand, revealing surprise, astonishment, and a deep joy! Sword Tomb, on a solitary peak.Ye Guchen sat alone in meditation.Thedefeated sword was placed at his knees.Although only a short time had passed, Ye Guchen's aura became increasingly profound.At this...