termined and wants to go too. >Jun XiaoYao did not refuse.He felt that Xuan Yue, in some way, seemed to have a subtle causal connection with the woman with the ghostly mask.Next, Jun Xiaoyao bid farew...Above the heavens, nine-headed lions pull a golden chariot.

And you, free and at ease, clad in white, standing upon it, with your hands behind your back, your robes fluttering in the wind, like a god who rules over heaven and earth!

At this moment, Bai Yu'er and the people of Zhuque Ancient Country all looked at Jun Xiaoyao with immense excitement and fervor, as if they were looking at an unrivaled savior!

Except for your three layers of snow, who else in the world deserves to wear white

He who roams freely, is their god!

"How could it be, how could your family possibly come here"

The rulers of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Xuanwu nations all had slightly pale faces.

Although they were high and mighty saints, they still felt a tremor of fear in the face of the powerful Jun family.

Not to mention saints, even the most powerful beings would be extremely wary of the Jun family.

While they hadn't seen the arrival of Jun Family's saint, just the presence of Jun Xiaoyao was already enough to intimidate them.

Jun Xiaoyao is not a saint, but his deterrent power is even stronger than that of a saint!

Because opposing Jun Xiaoyao is essentially the same as opposing the Jun family.

Who dares to provoke the ancient emperor's family

"My Lord God!"

Bai Yu'er and the others, their eyes fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, were filled with joy in their hearts.

"Finally, the Divine Child has arrived." The Zhuque Kingdom's master also let out a silent sigh of relief.

Although Zhuque Ancient Country had submitted to Lord Xiaoyao's rule, Zhuque King still harbored a slight resentment in his heart.

But now, all animosity has vanished.

In the end, it would still be Jun Xiaoyao who saved the ancient country of Suzaku.

Jun Xiaoyao slightly lowered his head and looked down at the army of the Zhuque ancient country, which had been reduced to tens of thousands after the massacre.

He waved dismissively.

Feng Lin Huo Shan's four legions received the order immediately, seeming to transform into four torrential currents that pierced through everything. They charged headlong towards the three million combined armies of the Three Kingdoms.

It is unimaginable that an army of only 40,000 would dare to charge against a million-strong force.

However, the result was astounding.

A million soldiers could not stop the charge of the four armies.

Before the Fenglinhuoshan Four Guards, these allied troops were pathetically weak.

After only a few back-and-forth clashes, over ten thousand soldiers from the coalition forces of the Three Kingdoms had already fallen!

This is terrifying, chilling!

"Your family's Wind-Fire Mountains and Four Guards are too powerful!"

"Demons, they are demons!"

Run!

The four armies were terrified, and the million strong army was in utter disarray!

And those surviving soldiers of the ancient Zhuque Kingdom roared in fury, launching a counterattack.

"That…"

Above the heavens, the faces of the Lord of Azure Dragon Nation and others were stunned.

Even they did not expect that the Jun family's army would be so strong.

A mere 40,000 men instantly routed a million-strong army.

"Divine Son of the Jun Family, what do you want" The ruler of Qinglong Country said with a grave tone.

"How is it Very simple…" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Then, raising an eyebrow, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "Either retreat, or... I will exterminate your nine clans!"

One word uttered, like thunderclap on a calm day!

A sea of one million people, all in stunned silence!

Such words shouldn't be spoken by an emperor like the ruler of Qinglong, should they

But now, when spoken by Jun Xiaoyao, no one felt the slightest sense of dissonance.

The status of the divine son of a noble family is by no means comparable to that of an ordinary emperor.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The ruler of the Qinglong Nation's face turned red and white, his aura as a Saint suppressing it couldn't hold back any longer.

"I stand here, let you attack. Dare you"

Jun Xiaoyao's sleeves fluttered as he walked, stepping onto the heavens. He stood before the ruler of the Qinglong Nation.

While he was merely a cultivator of the unity realm, he showed no fear whatsoever when facing the sovereign of Qinglong Nation, a powerful figure at the Sage Realm.

Even the aura, it gives one the feeling that Jun Xiaoyao is the Emperor, while the ruler of Qinglong Nation is his subject!

"This is the power of the Divine Son of the Jun family, isn't it"

Below, all the people of the ancient kingdom of Suzaku trembled with excitement at the sight.

In Bai Yu'er's crimson eyes, there was even more intense worship and fanaticism.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. We have the young master backing us, and he told us to do this." The Azure Dragon Nation Master said in a grave voice.

He didn't dare to confront the Jun family himself, so he could only use a pretense, bringing out the young master behind him.

"Oh" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.

He had long suspected that behind the ancient kingdom of Qinglong, there might be others pulling the strings.

As I suspected.

And he was able to discipline even the ruler of the Qinglong nation and his followers, so that gentleman's identity and background must also be very remarkable.

However, Jun Xiaoyao would not be afraid.

No matter how powerful or influential someone is, can they defeat him

"No matter who stands behind you, this god's wrath is unbearable for anyone!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Then he raised his hand and pointed it like a sword.

The boundless sword qi gushes forth, the majestic sword intent surges!

A dazzling sword glow, accompanied by countless ethereal figures of immortals and gods, swept downwards from Jun Xiaoyao's hand!

Blade radiance, breathtaking!

This is exactly the first style of the Lu Xian Jian Jue, Immortal Annihilation!

Boom!

A ten-thousand-zhang sword glow thundered down from the heavens, smashing into the midst of a million soldiers!

In an instant, blood splattered, and countless screams filled the air.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, were killed by a single sword!

The Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, which were already terrified by the overwhelming strength of the Wind, Forest, Fire and Mountain Four Guards, instantly collapsed and fled in all directions!

The Azure Dragon Nation's Lord saw this and his heart burned with rage, almost unable to contain himself.

But thinking of the consequences of attacking Jun Xiaoyao, he held it back.

"Retreat first!" A struggle flashed in the eyes of the Qinglong Nation's ruler, but he still gave the order.

If we delay any longer, who knows how many of the million soldiers will be left.

And he dared not do anything to Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only retreat for now. Please, that young master, make a decision.

If the young master were to take action personally, the ruler of the Qinglong Nation would naturally not have to bear the wrath of the Jun family.

Upon hearing the Azure Dragon Lord's order to retreat, the White Tiger Lord and the Xuanwu Lord also retreated in unison.

A million-strong army, within a short span of time, was reduced to barely six hundred thousand. They fled in a panic, like bereaved dogs.

But after only a short while, the once mighty coalition of the Three Kingdoms vanished without a trace.

Jun Xiaoyao watched the Lord of Qinglong Nation and others retreat, but he did not continue to press them.

Because the lord of the Azure Dragon nation and others are not the most important.

Most importantly, the young master behind them.

What was his purpose in unifying the four ancient kingdoms

Is it merely a desire to bring it under one's own control

It was precisely because he wanted to unravel the mystery in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chose to cast a long line and fish for a big catch.

And those surviving generals and soldiers of the ancient Zhuque Kingdom wore expressions of joy at having survived.

They looked at Jun Xiaoyao, their eyes filled with deep gratitude.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, their Zhuque ancient country would either be destroyed or surrender.

In the sky, the lord of Zhuque Nation deeply bowed to Jun Xiaoyao and said: "Thank you, Divine Son, for your help. Without your help, the ancient kingdom of Zhuque would have been in danger today."

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said, "The ancient country of Zhuque is my territory. I naturally wouldn't stand by and watch it perish."

"My Lord Divine Son," Bai Yu'er also bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Well, don't get your hopes up too soon. The young master behind them won't just let this go." Jun Xiaoyao said.

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