. His sword flashed, cutting through the crowd of cultivators from the three major sects like wheat stalks falling.When a saintly strongman gets angry, it's not a joke.The battle was over soon.On the..."Gosh, who is that guy He just walked right into a bullet. What bad luck."

The Eight Small Saints of the Ancient Royal Clan are all prodigies who have ascended to the Giant Leader List. If the eight join forces, even a taboo prodigy can be challenged.

"I've heard that these Eight Little Saints seem to have some kind of connection and cooperation with Mount Sun God."

"No wonder the Eight Little Saints are even more arrogant than before, it turns out they have ties with the Sun God Mountain." Some geniuses suddenly realized.

The Sun God Mountain is a supreme ancient royal clan, one of the immortal overlords, in the Profound Heaven Immortal Domain.

Once provoked an immortal war, destroyed the Yi clan, and is now besieging the Moon God Palace, extremely arrogant and domineering.

The ten princes of the Golden Crow on its divine mountain were even renowned throughout the ultimate ancient road, known as the Ten Radiant Suns. Among them, there were more than one taboo celestial prodigies.

Some of the proud disciples of the Xuan Tian Immortal Domain looked at Jun Xiaoyao, their eyes filled with a hint of pity.

If you are targeted by the Eight Fairies, there is only death left.

And at this moment, looking at the man who could easily kill him with a flick of his wrist, Jun Xiaoyao's face was cold.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't stir up trouble, but that doesn't mean he is afraid of it.

If Jun Xiaoyao wants to do it himself, then go for it!

But others want him to leave, no way!

"Young man, the road ahead has narrowed..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head faintly, his eyes filled with a cold indifference that looked down on ants.

He didn't want to get involved, but someone was just asking for trouble.

Jun Xiaoyao, with a single fingertip, unleashed a torrent of lightning, which swirled and converged around his finger.

As if the ancient Lei Di (Emperor of Thunder) had pointed a finger, shattering space and time to arrive!

A colossal finger, entwined with thunder, pointed straight at the burly man.

Boom!

The man's arm exploded with his palm strike, blood and flesh flying everywhere!

"Oh!"

The man let out a shriek, blood gushing from his mouth as his body was torn apart, as if being ripped to shreds by lightning.

His face was pale with terror, his very soul trembling in fear!

I never expected this mysterious passerby to have such terrifying power!

He urged his blood energy, hoping to recover his physical body.

But that explosive power of thunderous destruction was simply too great to be healed.

"Roar!"

With a roar, this burly man revealed his true form, a fearsome black bear.

"This… how is this possible"

Those young talented cultivators who were originally watching the show, at this moment each and every one of them was stunned, their eyes widened, their mouths agape.

The Eight Lesser Saints of the Ancient Royal Clan, each a renowned figure on the Giants' List.

Even an ordinary person, facing a peerless prodigy, could withstand dozens or even hundreds of moves.

But now, it is unable to resist the finger of that figure in white!

On the side, Lu Renjia was also dumbfounded.

He knew Jun Xiaoyao was powerful and unfathomable.

But I didn't expect it to be this strong.

It was just a single finger, directly striking the true form of Xiong Batian, one of the Eight Little Saints, the Black Bear Spirit.

Ahead, the petite figure who had been frantically fleeing also came to a halt. Her ruby-like eyes gazed back in shock and delight.

"Behave yourself!"

"Die!"

"Who are you"

The remaining three of the Eight Immortals, coming to their senses, erupted in anger.

"They are from the Tiangou clan, Gui Jiao Ling, and Huang Feng Dong's minor saints." some prodigies said with a trembling voice.

The Eight Little Saints, each from one of the eight top ancient royal clans.

That heavily injured bear, the giant Tianjiao of Black Wind Mountain.

and the remaining three, came from Tengu Clan, Ghost Jiao Ridge, and Huangfeng Cave.

As for the other four members of the Eight Immortals, they were not here.

"I don't want to cause trouble, but you insist on seeking death. The road has narrowed..." Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

He slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Boom!

That Xiong Bajian's body surged with the power of thunder, he let out a heart-wrenching roar of terror, his entire powerful beastly frame was torn apart by the lightning.

Blood splattered everywhere, exploding into bursts of red.

One of the Eight Immortals has fallen!

"This…"

Many prodigies, upon seeing this scene, subconsciously took a step back, their spines tingling.

Who is this young man shrouded in an air of ethereal beauty He is terrifyingly powerful, with strange and formidable abilities.

One of the Eight Immortals was powerless to resist in his grasp!

"Overlord!"

"Damn it, let's get him!"

The remaining three Xiaosheng roared in unison.

The proud son of the Tengu clan, a terrifying beast shadow appeared behind him. It was a Tengu, its body squeezing the entire starry sky, ready to devour the moon.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Tengu clan had the ability to swallow the moon, which was terrifyingly powerful.

The pride of Gui Jiao Ling, is a man dressed in black dragon armor.

He wielded a pitch-black spear, charging towards Jun Xiaoyao with a ferocious roar, seemingly transforming into a black dragon, snarling and unleashing its fury.

The remaining geniuses of Huangfeng Cave were all yellow weasels. They used their divine powers to conjure a swirling yellow sandstorm that could grind even ordinary saints into bone and blood fragments!

The three young saints made a simultaneous move, their combined power causing tremors throughout the land.

Suddenly, many eyes were cast upon this place.

"My goodness!" Lu Renjia was so scared he almost wet his pants.

If he were alone, he would probably have already become a soul in the hands of the Eight Immortals.

Facing the three peerless geniuses, Jun Xiaoyao remained unfazed. He stood with his hands behind his back, his breath calm and undisturbed.

What's going on, why isn't that person moving at all

"Must have been scared witless"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao standing there with his hands behind his back, many geniuses around him looked at him in surprise.

"Young Master!" Lu Renjia shouted, but Jun Xiaoyao did not respond.

The next moment, the three little saints' attack fell entirely upon Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hmph, I thought you had some skills. Turns out you're just scared stiff." The Third Xiao Sheng said coldly.

However, the sneer on their faces froze.

But all the attacks and divine powers, as they approached that figure, vanished like spring snow melting away.

Just like...

There has never been anything like it.

"How is this possible" San Xiao Sheng's mind was in turmoil.

They naturally couldn't have thought of it, this was the legendary extremely rare immunity to magic.

"Just this qualifies as one of the Eight Little Saints" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He was too lazy to waste time fighting with these ants.

They can be treated as punching bags and guinea pigs to test the powers of their own signatures.

Jun Xiaoyao raised both hands, a terrifying aura brewing.

In one hand, he held the surging light of HaoGuang, in the other, the converging darkness of magic.

The power of life and death flows and converges in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

It is the supreme magical power, the reincarnation cycle of all heavens and realms.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao is like the supreme god king who controls life and death. His power shakes all directions, shattering the stars!

"If you wish to live, live! If you wish to die, die!"

Jun Xiaoyao first cast Haoguang, and the bodies of the three little saints were uncontrollably drawn towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Then, Jun Xiaoyao directly unleashed the Death Light.

The power to extinguish all life, erupted from his hands.

As if it could annihilate billions of creatures!

The three little saints roared with anger, unleashing their full magical power and struggling desperately.

We are here by the command of Prince Jingu Wushi, to hunt down the remaining rebels! Do you dare attack us!

"The Nine-Headed Serpent won't let you go either!"

Realizing death was imminent, the three young saints' faces were pale with terror.

They never expected to meet their match one day.

"It's all trash!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold and he looked down from above.

He clasped his hands together, the power of life and death erupting in an instant.

The bodies of the Three Little Saints also exploded simultaneously, then collapsed into three bloody, mangled masses of flesh!

Even the gods were strangled to death within it!

The Wheel of Life and Death Across the Heavens, domineering as such!astonished.Then they immediately came up with a plan."Damn it, the quasi-emperor who cut himself!"These elders looked at each other, their faces turning ashen.They never expected that the Barren Clan...