"What?"
"Not dead?"
The sixteen people looked in disbelief into the ruins.
His expression was filled with surprise, but also a sense of being insulted.
Sixteen great saints, yet they failed to kill a single saint emperor.
If these words were to get out, the sixteen of them would become a laughing stock in the Immortal Martial Continent.
Blood trickled from the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, but his aura was even stronger.
Jun Xiaoyao intends to use the power of these people to completely master the Ancient Sacred Body that has just broken free of its shackles.
"My turn!"
Jun Xiaoyao actually charged directly at the sixteen Great Sages and launched an attack.
"Divine Elephant Suppresses the Prison!"
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the power of a colossal elephant from all 840 million cells in his body.
Buzz!
The surrounding space trembled, as if the power of Jun Xiaoyao's body alone was about to break through the space.
This demonstrates its immense power.
Whoosh!
Jun Xiaoyao has reappeared before the sixteen Great Saints.
"The Spear of Hades!"
"Guarded by the God of the Underworld!"
"Feather of Hades!"
"Heaven and Earth are like a furnace!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Jun Xiaoyao displayed unparalleled speed.
One after another, illusory figures appeared.
Sixteen Jun Xiaoyao figures appeared in the void.
In the blink of an eye, he had exchanged blows with each of the sixteen saints dozens of times.
bump!
puff!
Jun Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood.
He seemed somewhat listless.
But his eyes were even more determined.
Looking at the sixteen Great Sages opposite him, he wore a regretful expression.
"I didn't expect you to be so strong! I'm no match for you. It seems it will be difficult to defeat you."
Holy crap!
Damn it!
ruthless!
The sixteen Great Saints opposite him stared intently at Jun Xiaoyao.
If looks could kill, Jun Xiaoyao would have been killed countless times by these sixteen people by now.
The sixteen men looked at the slightly trembling hand and thought to themselves that this boy's strength was unprecedented.
At the same time, all of them looked at Jun Xiaoyao with resentment.
You are only at the Saint Emperor realm, while the sixteen of us are all at the fourth-step Great Saint realm.
You actually praised us for being so strong?
How dare you say you're no match for us?
And they even said it would be a bit difficult to take us down?
Are you in Versailles?
Even Jiang Changsheng and his group, who were watching from afar, were all astonished.
Is this the power of the Ancient Sacred Body that broke through the twelve shackles that have existed for eternity?
Terrifying! Powerful!
He fought against more than a dozen Great Saints at the Saint Emperor realm without being defeated.
After this battle, he can be deified!
They were naturally unaware that Jun Xiaoyao was about to break the legendary thirteen non-existent shackles.
If they knew, they would probably have a completely different shocked expression.
"Gentlemen, let's stop hiding! If we let this kid live, the sixteen of us will become a laughing stock of the Immortal Martial Continent forever!"
One of the sixteen, a Great Sage of the Sixteen Steps, spoke in a deep voice.
If Jun Xiaoyao really survived their attack unscathed.
Then Jun Xiaoyao will trample on them to achieve his supreme fame!
Become a legend in the Immortal Martial Continent!
A legendary figure who fought sixteen Great Saints at the Saint Emperor realm and escaped unscathed.
The sixteen people exchanged glances and released their respective celestial images.
The Celestial Sword Phenomenon!
A fiery phenomenon!
The Divine Fist Phenomenon!
......
Terrifying pressure surged from the void.
Jun Xiaoyao watched as numerous strange phenomena attacked him.
He showed no sign of fear whatsoever.
Instead, he showed an excited expression.
A sense of triumph, as if a conspiracy had succeeded, welled up within him.
"The time has come, now is the time!"
Then, a loud shout rang out.
"The thirteenth shackle of the Ancient Sacred Body, the Dragon-Locking Shackles! Break them!"
Under immense external pressure.
The thirteenth shackle hidden within Jiang Changsheng's Ancient Sacred Body was fully revealed on the surface of his body.
Countless mysterious runes formed golden chains that wrapped around his spine.
It seemed as if it wanted to completely lock down the person in front of it.
Within it lies the Primordial Purple Qi of the Great Dao, and without it comes the full force of an attack from sixteen Great Sages.
Under the dual impact.
Click! Click!
The thirteenth shackle on Jun Xiaoyao's Ancient Sacred Body finally cracked.
The number of cracks gradually increased.
It's about to collapse!
This is Jun Xiaoyao's enlightenment after refining the Primordial Purple Qi of the Great Dao at Buzhou Mountain and breaking the twelve shackles.
The thirteen shackles cannot be broken from within solely by relying on the Primordial Purple Qi of the Great Dao.
It requires a pincer attack from both inside and outside, under the combined pressure of internal and external forces.
Only then can the legendary thirteen shackles be completely broken.
All the onlookers saw was that the chains on Jun Xiaoyao's body, composed of countless mysterious runes, were cracking more and more.
bump!
The chains were completely broken.
"ah!"
Jun Xiaoyao let out a loud shout, this was the pent-up frustration that had been suppressed in his heart for more than ten years.
At this moment, he felt incredibly relaxed, as if surrounded by the Great Dao.
It is incredibly close to the Great Dao.
Even the fundamental rules of the Great Dao can be faintly sensed.
This is the terror of the Ancient Sacred Body; even the Great Dao submits to it.
"What?"
"Is that the Great Dao Shackles of the Ancient Sacred Body?"
"This person actually used us to break a shackle that fell from the sky!"
"hateful!"
Damn it!
All sixteen Great Sages were stunned into silence.
Throughout the history of the Immortal Martial Continent, very few people have ever broken the shackles of the Ancient Sacred Body.
Historical records are also scarce.
Therefore, the sixteen Great Sages only knew that it was the Ancient Sacred Body Shackles, but did not know that it was the legendary thirteenth shackle.
Otherwise, their jaws would drop in astonishment.
Only the three elders on the warship behind them looked thoughtfully at the golden shackles that had been broken off Jun Xiaoyao's body.
Given their status, they had naturally seen the shackles on the Ancient Sacred Body.
However, the number of shackle runes on this path is unprecedented.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Once we take it down, we'll study it carefully.
Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao was injured, the sixteen Great Saints prepared to continue their attack and capture Jun Xiaoyao.
At the same time, the eighteenth ancestor of the Jun family was also on high alert, ready to step in and rescue them at any moment.
Even Jiang Changsheng looked solemn; his beloved general could not afford to suffer any loss.
Just when everyone was ready.
Rumble! Rumble!
A terrifying, supreme divine might slowly formed above the Changsheng Dynasty.
Black lightning filled the entire sky, stretching to the horizon!
hiss!
Divine punishment!
This is divine punishment!
Such a terrifying divine punishment?
Countless people looked up at the sky.
They looked toward the source of the divine punishment.
It's him! Jun Xiaoyao!
"Gentlemen, how about we all take a thunder shower together?"
Jun Xiaoyao laughed loudly and charged towards the sixteen Great Sages opposite him.
Holy crap!
Damn it!
Kid, you're ruthless!
Don't come any closer!
Don't come any closer!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wherever Jun Xiaoyao goes, thunder follows.
In an instant, the sixteen Great Saints and Jun Xiaoyao were bathed in countless bolts of lightning.
Puff puff puff!
Countless drops of blood spurted out.
Heavenly Punishment Thunder: The higher the strength, the stronger the thunder!
The sixteen Great Sages instantly transformed and were severely injured.
Jun Xiaoyao was also in a sorry state at this moment, but he was much stronger than the sixteen Great Saints.
As time went by, the divine punishment gradually came to an end.
At this point, the sixteen Great Sages were inhaling more air than exhaling.
Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes, and the Ancient Sacred Body slowly gathered its power, preparing to send the sixteen Great Saints to the Western Paradise.
"careful!"
The person speaking was none other than Jun Shiba, the patriarch of the Jun family who had been paying close attention to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Shiba saw a suction force appear in the hand of the Twelfth Elder opposite him.
In an instant, it sucked tens of thousands of soldiers from both sides of the battlefield into its hand, turning them into a blood mist.
It formed a terrifying black hole and hurtled towards Jun Xiaoyao.
at the same time.
A childish voice echoed in Jiang Changsheng's mind.
"The Witch Clan! He's a member of the Witch Clan!"
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