Chapter 290: Stepping on Princess Longji, A-Jiu's Prote
hasa Heaven!Twelve Olympian Gods.This is precisely Jun Wuhuai's Divine King forbidden technique, the Twelve Heavenly Hunting!At the same time, behind Jun Wuhen, billions of light spots emerged...That...Jun Xiaoyao's aura at this moment is too powerful.
Like the creator of the universe, with a thought he brings forth creation, with a thought he destroys it.
What was most astonishing was that at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's aura seemed to have transcended this world entirely.
You got it!
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seems to stand apart from the heavens and earth, aloof and transcendent. His aura is ethereal and profound, unfathomable.
"This... could it be... Xiaoyao" Jun Zhantian and the others felt the aura of Jun Xiaoyao, their old eyes were solidified.
He thought of a possibility.
This possibility even made Jun Zhantian's scalp tingle.
Blaze your own trail!
This is the only way to transcend worldly constraints. Throughout history, countless brilliant individuals have fallen on this path.
And now, Jun Zhantian faintly felt that his grandson had walked a path that no one had ever traveled before.
Some bigwigs present also faintly felt something, but they couldn't be sure.
As for those ordinary prodigies, they only felt that Jun Xiaoyao's aura became even more ethereal and transcendent.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao and Princess Longji's final assault collided with each other fiercely.
For a moment, heaven and earth were plunged into an eerie silence.
Only the Azure Dragon's phantom remained, entangled with the phantoms of the Immortal King and the Halloween Lord, colliding and annihilating each other.
This eerie silence lasted for only a few breaths.
After a few breaths' time, the deafening sound finally spread out.
The magical energy it unleashed almost flattened the entire Dao Mountain Range!
Various mountain peaks, ancient ruins, and weathered structures have crumbled into dust and debris.
And in this collision like a nuclear explosion, a figure spat blood and flew backward.
... smashed hard onto the ground.
It's Princess Longji!
But you, carefree and lofty, like a god-king ascending the nine heavens.
He stomped down with his foot, crushing Princess Longji's breasts, causing her to cough up blood again.
Silence...
A deathly silence!
Princess Longji lay on the ground with her long hair scattered, blood trickling from her mouth.
Her skin, once as white as jade, was now stained with dust and blood.
While you remain carefree, standing with one foot on Princess Longinus' chest.
Her expression was calm and cold.
Princess Longji, finally lost.
Not only did they lose, but they lost in such a humiliating and pitiful way!
No one could have imagined that Princess Long Ji, who was once so high and mighty, commanding the respect of countless talented individuals, would be reduced to such a pitiful state, trampled under Jun Xiaoyao's feet.
She's a descendant of the ancient queens and a princess of the dragon clan!
At this moment, many young prodigies' worldviews have been shaken.
Who says ancient freaks are unmatched
Now, Jun Xiaoyao has undoubtedly completely torn apart the mysterious and noble veil of ancient monsters.
Even ancient freaks are not gods, they can also fall, be humiliated, and get injured. They will spit blood just like anyone else when hurt.
"Lord Ji...you..." Princess Longji collapsed on the ground, her face flushed with shame and anger as she struggled.
She felt like an ancient elephant, a primeval behemoth, was trampling her.
If she weren't a dragon, unmatched in physical strength, she would have been crushed to pulp.
But most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao's foot landed, by pure chance, on her twin peaks.
This enraged Princess Longji, who felt an extreme sense of shame.
"I said, you're only worthy of being ridden by me. Now get used to it first," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
He was naturally handsome beyond compare, and this smile gave people a feeling of delight.
But to Princess Longji, this was the devil's smile.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao stepping on Princess Longji under his feet without any mercy, many talented individuals showed expressions of both admiration and envy.
Throughout history, how many talented individuals have only been worthy of kneeling before Princess Longji's pomegranate skirt.
Now, this peerless beauty is being trampled mercilessly under Jun Xiaoyao's feet.
The sight of such a goddess-like figure being humiliated, defiled, and cast down from her pedestal is both pathetic and exhilarating.
Looking down on me
Do you look down on any man
Now, isn't he still being trampled underfoot by Jun Xiaoyao, acting like a pathetic stray dog!
Some so-called goddesses just need a lesson, a slap or two will teach them their place.
"Jun Xiaoyao, let go of me!" Princess Longji gritted her teeth, biting them until they bled. Her face was a mixture of shame and anger.
"Are you still dreaming" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, a look of disbelief on his face.
He roared, his foot once again bursting with divine power, sending Princess Longji crashing into the pit.
Longji Princess once again spat blood, feeling utterly humiliated!
"Presumptuous!"
The four Dragon Generals, of course, could not stand idly by and watch their own princess be humiliated.
They unleashed their auras, four terrifying auras of Saint Master level, spreading out and pressing down on Jun Xiaoyao.
The might of the Four Holy Masters spread simultaneously, and the pressure was unimaginable.
And just then, a soaring melody on the piano suddenly rang out.
In the void, numerous qin-sound blades tore through the air and fell upon the four dragon generals.
The four Dragon Generals changed color, raising their hands to block, but were simultaneously knocked back. In the eyes of the four, there was a look of astonishment.
A peerlessly beautiful figure emerged from the depths of the void.
She wore a loose, plain gray robe that concealed her shapely figure but could not hide her beauty.
She sat cross-legged in the depths of nothingness, a qin resting on her knees, three thousand strands of blue hair dancing in the wind.
A face of exquisite beauty, half concealed by flowing black hair, revealing only a glimmer of her ethereal features.
A pair of deep and profound eyes, carrying a hint of vicissitudes. Within their depths, it seemed as if the primordial chaos was reborn, with terrifying visions of stars collapsing and days fading into oblivion.
It is precisely Jun Xiaoyao's guardian, Ajiu!
"It's her! A follower of the White-Robed King, one of the Eight Guardians of the Divine King, and now she's become a guardian for the Jun family's divine son!" some people exclaimed.
Ajiu's identity is now also well-known.
After all, Ajiu had once, in the Imperial Capital of the Divine Dynasty, killed the Third Prince in front of the Martial God Lord.
"Dare to threaten the young master, are you looking for death"
Ajiao usually keeps to herself, remaining silent and rarely speaking or appearing in public.
But now, because Jun Xiaoyao was under a bit of pressure, she revealed her figure and scolded like this.
This is blatant favoritism.
"You..."
The four dragon generals' eyes flickered, sensing a danger from A Jiu.
They figured that even if Jun Xiaoyao was truly ruthless, he wouldn't kill Princess Longji on the spot.
Thinking about this, the four Dragon Generals ultimately remained silent.
Seeing only Ajiu alone, he made the four Saint Master-level Dragon Generals dare not move. All those present were astonished.
As expected of a follower of the former White God King, Jun Wuhui. His strength and spirit are truly extraordinary.
And on the other side, Jun Lingcang seeing this scene, only showed a wry smile, bitterness in his mouth.
He had been severely wounded by Princess Longji's holy sword before, and Ah Jiu had never revealed her form, nor had she ever said a word of concern to him.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao has only suffered a slight pressure.
Ajiao couldn't help but stand up to protect her younger brother.
This contrast is too stark.
In Ajiu's heart, Jun Xiaoyao's safety was probably the most important thing.
For anything else, Ajou doesn't care.
"Sigh, forget it. Xiaoyao, don't disappoint Ajiu." Jun Lingcang sighed inwardly.
He completely let go of this obsession. you've saved Cangyue, isn't it"Yicang Yue suddenly smiled.This smile, like the first melting of snow, is incredibly beautiful."It's alright, go pick some Profound Yellow Creation Fruits first."He wan...