Teachings""That's right, the Grand Assembly of Three Sects has been held before. It usually takes place only when there is a major event.""This time, it's probably because of the relationship between..."Shall I make a move"

Jun Xiaoyao followed behind, and Ji Yue said.

"No need, just stay here. I can feel it, things aren't as simple as they seem," Jun Xiaoyao transmitted.

Suddenly, a strange gleam appeared in Yue's eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao actually noticed it already

Was his soul sense just too acute

Ji Yue didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and stepped back.

Seeing this, Chou Mo's expression grew even colder.

He has ideas about Ji Yue and has been pursuing her.

He had no feelings for her.

and now, he has become the servant of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Rest assured, Jiyue. Once I kill this person, I'll set you free." Huo Mo said.

"Still thinking about a hero saving the day"

The law is overturned, surging like a vast ocean.

Having cultivated to the level of Jun Xiaoyao, his physical body, primordial spirit, and laws all far surpassed those of the same realm.

Every gesture, even the simplest technique, can unleash power on a divine level.

Chou Mo also threw a punch, the power of desolation spreading with its fist.

This is the desolate magic fist unique to the Chilling Race, a punch that obliterates all life.

Bang!

When the two collided, it was like a thunderclap on flat ground, with a storm spreading out and shaking the surrounding area.

A sickening crack echoed as Qiu Mo was forced back, his arm bone shattered.

"This..."

Chou Mo was taken aback.

Their Chi Clan's physical bodies are comparable to the offspring of ancient ferocious beasts, able to rival the most powerful physique races like the ancient God Emperor Clan.

But, he couldn't withstand a punch from Jun Xiaoyao.

This is getting ridiculous!

Boom!

Shi Tuo and Mi Zong saw this, and the two stepped forward.

Qiu Mo then flashed back, and suddenly appeared before a young genius from the Heavenly Sea Realm.

Just grab it and bite its throat.

Blood flowed freely, consumed.

That day, the proud young man was instantly sucked dry.

And Chou Mo's arms, entwined with qi and blood, began to recover rapidly.

This is the fundamental ability of the Baxi clan, bloodsucking.

Not only can it be used to recover from injuries, but it can also allow for personal transformation.

Here, Mi Zong made a move, spitting out a blood ray.

It was undoubtedly a blood imprint, swelling against the wind, growing to the size of a hillock, entwined with bloody aura, and desolate energy permeated it.

This is a magic treasure he has refined, the Blood Demon Seal.

Facing the Jun Xiaoyao's might, a tremor shook the earth as it started to cave in.

The Blood Demon Seal trembled violently, unable to fall.

Mi Zong was also quite surprised.

His Blood Demon Seal is more than capable of effortlessly crushing anything below the rank of a Dao Venerable.

Although Jun Xiaoyao possesses heaven-defying combat strength, the realm he is currently displaying is only that of a Transmutation Divine Venerable.

The Lord, carefree and unfazed, transformed his palm into a fist.

Matchless divine power, condensed in the arms, surged out, transforming into a fist that shattered heaven and earth.

It is the Fist of Heavenly Opening Gods and Demons!

The blood devil seal, like a mountain ridge, shattered instantly, splitting in two from the middle, with fragments flying everywhere.

Mi Zong let out a muffled groan. His refined magical treasure was destroyed, and he suffered some backlash as well.

"What kind of flesh is this"

All the people present were astonished.

His Blood Demon Seal, which contained a small amount of celestial gold, was shattered so easily.

And on the other side, Shi Tuo also took advantage of the gap to strike.

Now he understood, Jun Xiaoyao truly lived up to his reputation, and was no easy opponent.

He pushed out with a palm, blood qi surging, carrying a decaying black mist, as if it could corrupt all things.

This is his signature move, the Corpse Blood Palm.

With one palm strike, any enemy will be reduced to a bloody mess.

Jun Xiao Yao, with celestial light flowing from his body, stood in stark contrast to Shi Tuo, whose form was shrouded in a black mist tinged with crimson blood. He was a god compared to a demon.

He struck with both hands simultaneously.

The right hand churned Death's Silence, a torrent of black light, with infernal fire rolling.

This is the divine ability that Jun Xiaoyao has not used for a long time. It was obtained from his sign-in, and it is the Wheel of Life and Death of All Heavens!

In fact, this move is not weak, but rather very strong.

When Jun Xiaoyao signed in, his realm was not particularly high, so he could not fully manifest its profound meaning.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao's state of being is carefree and unburdened, though he has not yet attained the highest level nor achieved enlightenment.

But it's definitely not weak either.

His understanding of the laws of life and death has become even deeper.

At this moment, it manifests as if it were an unrivaled god king who governs the birth and death of all heavens and earth.

The power of life and death flowed, like the changing of yin and yang, and it surged towards Shi Tuo.

The void was trembling, the heavens were shaking, and the cracks multiplied, as if unable to bear the weight of Jun Xiaoyao's ultimate move.

Bang!

A figure flew backwards, it was Shi Tuo.

And then, as he came to his senses, the attack from Chou Mo arrived again.

He brandished a bone spear as white as snow, akin to the bone blade from before and the bone beads.

All of them are divine weapons imbued with the aura of the Drought Demon's Staff.

The white bone spear pierced the void, aiming straight at Jun Xiaoyao and flying across.

Jun Xiaoyao, with palms clasped together, channeled the power of life and death between his hands, binding the incoming Mori white bone spear.

At the convergence point, a brilliant explosion of runes erupted.

Seeing this, many of the talented young warriors from Jie Hai were astonished, but also filled with indignation.

The Chilling Tribe, this is a complete wheel war, one after another taking turns, exhausting Jun Xiaoyao's energy.

Those who retreat can have a slight breathing space to recover, and then seize the opportunity to strike again.

There's nothing more shameless about this fighting style.

"Now, he's probably in danger too." Xiahou Shencang thought to himself.

Mi Gu and others looked on, eager for the drama to unfold.

They are also fighting, battling the [zāi] tribe, but it is clear that they are letting off steam, delaying time.

I don't want to help Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let's see how long you can procrastinate. After offending Lord Ziwu Shengwang, what will become of the Cloud Clan's young master He won't fare well either."

Mi Gu's heart turned cold.

While everyone was paying attention to the battle between Jun Xiaoyao and the three of them, namely Chou Mo.

On the edge of the battlefield.

Three black-robed figures stood there quietly.

Their presence didn't seem profound, nor had they made any moves, acting more like spectators.

One of the robed figures spoke.

To say that he is a gift from heaven would be an understatement.

"Well, are we going to do something about it now"

"Let's see if they can handle this one."

These few figures in black robes were conversing, their voices not sounding old at all.

But compared to that youthful vigor, there was a touch more calmness, clearly beginning to transcend that level.

But what was truly horrifying was their ability to enter this blood-soaked battlefield.

"Do you think this one might have discovered some clues" said a man in black robes.

"No, not even the Myriad Demon Diagram could detect him. What ability could he possibly have" said the other person.

"Well, this young man would never imagine how seriously our clan takes him and what kind of surprises we can bring him."

"There's no way around it, after all, it's a congenital sacred body Dao embryo, of extraordinary significance. The trauma that person inflicted on our clan hasn't healed yet."

"Let's take a look for now, but before we get our hands dirty, it might be wise to clean up some of the small fry first. Wouldn't want them to interrupt us."

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