Chapter 147: Yi Yu shows his divine power, the embarrassed academy Holy Son, the Great Elder arrives

Just as many people were guessing in their hearts.

There was golden light in the distant sky, and purple clouds surged as a group of people arrived; it was Within Jun Xiaoyao and others.

Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu, and others also followed him.

Jun Lingcang brought Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyu.

The Jun Clan arrived, and the atmosphere immediately became different.

That aura was not something that geniuses of ordinary forces could compare to.

"It is worthy of being the Jun Clan, one of the three Imperial Clans. With the Jun Clan Divine Son and the Heavy-Pupil holder, the other sequences are also very powerful," some elders of the forces sighed.

Feeling this momentum, the expressions of the Yin-Yang Holy Son and others also changed.

"Why are you all gathered at the door?" Within Jun Xiaoyao was dressed in white, snow-white and unblemished, standing on top of the nine-headed lion, like a transcendent immortal.

"The Holy Spirit Academy has a saying about passing three barriers, which can test a genius's strength and potential," Jun Linglong explained.

"So that's it. Who set up this kind of game? It's so boring," Within Jun Xiaoyao said dismissively.

"Cousin, do you not have the interest to challenge it?" Jun Lingcang said.

He also noticed Yi Yu beside Within Jun Xiaoyao; that aura made him feel surprised.

Within Jun Xiaoyao and others landed at the gate of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Jin Lie saw the nine-headed lion under Within Jun Xiaoyao at a glance, immediately raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Nine-headed lion, you are also a top-tier Primordial Royal Clan on par with our clan, yet you are willing to be someone else's mount. Don't you feel ashamed?"

The nine-headed lion was stunned, and its nine heads squinted at Jin Lie together.

It had long since completely surrendered to Within Jun Xiaoyao, and even the Nine-Spirit Yuansheng let it follow Within Jun Xiaoyao.

And after following Within Jun Xiaoyao, the nine-headed lion understood how cool it is to hug the thigh of a big shot.

"It is impossible for me to leave my master; it will never be possible in this life. Everyone in the Jun Clan is a talent, and their strength is so strong; I love being here so much."

One sentence plunged the whole scene into dead silence.

The dignified nine-headed lion actually became like this, which is truly speechless.

"Nine-headed lion, you..." Jin Lie was so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices.

"Amitabha, you have a predestined relationship with this little monk; why not follow this poor monk?" Fahai chanted a Buddha's name and walked out.

"What kind of goods are you?" the nine-headed lion said disdainfully.

Fahai smiled slightly and said: "This poor monk is the Yu Fuzi of the Little West Heaven, Fahai."

"What, Little West Heaven?" The nine-headed lion's whole body shivered, its fur stood on end, and its expression was extremely wary.

Hearing the name Little West Heaven, it trembled.

After all, its ancestors were once suppressed by a Buddhist Emperor and turned into a mount and guardian deity.

The nine-headed lion was also very disgusted with the Little West Heaven.

"Fahai?" Within Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned.

Why is this name so familiar? It feels like a bald monk with violent tendencies from his previous life.

"Donor Jun, this nine-headed lion has a predestined relationship with this poor monk. I wonder if the donor can part with it?" Fahai was still smiling.

Within Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, reached out with one palm, and surging magic power erupted, pressing toward Fahai.

The smile on Fahai's face suddenly changed. He reached out with one hand, pinched a lotus seal, and resisted Within Jun Xiaoyao's palm.

Bang!

After a loud noise, Fahai's figure flew backward and hit the ground heavily, kicking up dust.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

That is the Yu Fuzi of the Little West Heaven, and he was shocked away with one hand.

Although there was an element of Fahai being caught off guard, more importantly, it was Within Jun Xiaoyao's own powerful strength.

"You..." Fahai got up from a pile of broken earth and dust, his face no longer as calm and composed as before.

"Now, do you still have a predestined relationship with the nine-headed lion?" Within Jun Xiaoyao asked indifferently.

Fahai didn't make a sound, his eyes filled with wariness.

Within Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored him.

He holds a trace of respect for true Buddhism.

But for a so-called Yu Fuzi like Fahai, who looks like a fake monk with impure roots, he naturally has no need to be polite.

Just as Within Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, the Yin-Yang Holy Son spoke up: "As the dignified Jun Clan Divine Son, do you not even want to break through the three barriers?"

"There is no challenge, why break through?" Within Jun Xiaoyao said dismissively.

These words made many Holy Spirit Academy disciples show angry expressions.

The three barriers of the Holy Spirit Academy are famous tests; even ancient heroes have left footprints and records here.

How did it become unchallenging in Within Jun Xiaoyao's mouth?

"The Jun Clan Divine Son's attitude is as arrogant as ever," Xia Lan said sarcastically.

And at this moment, a cold shout came out.

"How dare you speak to the Young Master like this, presumptuous!"

Yi Yu shouted coldly and made a move.

He reached out and grabbed the void, and magic power gathered, turning into a golden bow and arrows, shooting two arrows at the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan.

The arrows burning with Sun True Fire pierced through the void, and their power was extremely strong.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan both showed horror and hurriedly resisted.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son brushed his hands, as if turning into a black and white Taiji shield.

And Xia Lan erupted with Imperial Dao aura, and a Kingly Dao sword appeared in the void, slashing horizontally.

However, it was useless!

The fierce arrows directly pierced the Taiji shield, shattered the Kingly Dao sword, and then continued to bomb them with undiminished momentum.

Boom! Boom!

Two earth-shattering loud noises came out, accompanied by two screams.

A terrifying blood hole appeared on both the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan.

The blood hole was not in the heart area; it was not that Yi Yu missed, but that he did it on purpose.

It is fine to teach these two a lesson, but if he really killed them, it would cause some trouble for Within Jun Xiaoyao.

Yi Yu could still grasp this sense of proportion.

Looking at the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan who were vomiting blood and in a sorry state, the whole scene was silent.

And then, shocking gazes looked at Yi Yu.

Most of the cultivators present did not participate in the Martial Arts Society, so they did not know who this person who had newly appeared beside Within Jun Xiaoyao was.

"What powerful strength, actually severely injuring two academy Holy Sons in one move!"

"Could it be a descendant of an Immortal force who is a good friend of the Jun Clan Divine Son?" some people guessed.

Yi Yu looked around coldly and said: "I am just a follower of the Divine Son. Whoever dares to provoke the Divine Son again, don't blame me for being ruthless under my arrows!"

"What!"

Yi Yu's words were like an eighteenth-level earthquake, making all the cultivators gape, their eyeballs almost popping out.

Such a powerful young Supreme is actually just Within Jun Xiaoyao's follower?

At this moment, many disciples of major forces completely doubted their lives.

Let alone comparing themselves to Within Jun Xiaoyao, even Within Jun Xiaoyao's follower was far more powerful than them.

"Damn it, who is making trouble at my Holy Spirit Academy!"

In the distance, a sharp shout rang out, and an old man with white whiskers appeared.

Terrifying Saint Realm fluctuations were surging around him, making the void distort.

"It is the Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Academy, a Saint Lord powerhouse!" a cultivator was surprised.

The Great Elder of the academy, who usually sees the head but not the tail, was actually alarmed.

Seeing the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan, who were in a sorry state and covered in blood, the Great Elder's eyes twitched, and anger surged in his heart.

As soon as his gaze swept over, he saw Within Jun Xiaoyao's plain and indifferent face.

"They provoked this Divine Son, and my follower taught them a small lesson. Why, do you have an opinion?"

Within Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Great Elder of the academy with a cold expression.