Chapter 471: You know nothing about power, all trump cards revealed, the remnant thought of the Foreign Realm Jiumu Xielong Emperor

"That... that aura is, Immortal Qi?"

Wang Teng and Long Aotian both had their eyes rounded, their eyeballs protruding.

They stared fixedly at the strand of Immortal Qi wrapping around Jun Xiaoyao's body, their hearts filled with earth-shaking shock.

Immortal Qi!

It was not a description, but a real, genuine strand of Immortal Qi!

"How is it possible? Isn't it said that only geniuses who have obtained great opportunities on the Emperor Road have the possibility of condensing Immortal Qi? Why have you condensed it now?"

Even with Wang Teng's deep and calculating personality, he could not help but cry out in shock.

The power of a strand of Immortal Qi was extremely terrifying.

On the Emperor Road, geniuses who condensed a strand of Immortal Qi often could crush other geniuses and were called small giants on the Emperor Road.

However, now, the Emperor Road had not yet opened, and Jun Xiaoyao had already condensed a strand of Immortal Qi.

Did this not mean that Jun Xiaoyao had already become a giant-like existence before entering the Emperor Road?

This was something Wang Teng and the others could not accept.

If outsiders knew that Jun Xiaoyao had already condensed Immortal Qi now, it would absolutely cause a great shock!

Long Aotian's gaze also shook, his expression cold and stern.

Jun Xiaoyao's strength had exceeded his imagination time and time again.

"You know nothing about power." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes carried playfulness and pity.

If he were in Long Aotian or Wang Teng's position, encountering an opponent like himself, he would also feel despair.

"Attack together, Jun Xiaoyao must die!" Long Aotian let out a wild roar.

Wearing the Emperor Dragon Armed, his strength temporarily reached the Dao God Realm, and the great divine ability of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon clan was also displayed by him.

"Tai Xu Dragon Fist!"

Long Aotian punched out, Dao patterns intertwined, turning into a vast fist light, as if there were the sound of an ancient dragon roaring, shaking the void!

Wang Teng also displayed his trump card means.

Because he knew that if he did not display it, he might not even have the chance to display it.

"Slaying Self Clarifying Dao Art!"

Wang Teng held the Golden Saint Sword, using his original heart as the sword, and the vast golden sword light swept out, carrying a terrifying will to slay the self and prove the Dao!

Both of them revealed all their trump cards, joining forces at this moment.

Even the previous Crown Prince of the Underworld, facing the desperate struggle of these two, might have been severely injured.

But Jun Xiaoyao's face was as calm as a lake.

He channeled the Great Luo Immortal Body and added a strand of physical Immortal Qi.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao did not even need to display any great divine ability.

He simply pushed out with one palm!

Strands of Dao patterns manifested in the void, and the strand of physical Immortal Qi on his body also vibrated slightly.

Instantly, Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind became even sharper, causing the void to ripple violently.

Bang!

Jun Xiaoyao covered and pressed down with one palm, under the blessing of the Great Luo Immortal Body and the physical Immortal Qi.

This palm was simply a hundred times more powerful than any great divine ability!

Boom!

Wang Teng and Long Aotian both flew backward like kites with broken strings, their bodies emitting the cracking sound of broken bones, and they spat out fresh blood mixed with internal organs.

With one palm, Wang Teng and Long Aotian were severely injured!

Thud!

Both bodies slammed heavily onto the ground.

The Emperor Dragon Armed on Long Aotian's body was covered in cracks.

Wang Teng also vomited blood, his face extremely pale.

Despair!

Even with the proud temperament of Long Aotian and Wang Teng, at this moment, their hearts were filled with despair.

Jun Xiaoyao was simply not strong like a human!

"Why, why would a monster like Jun Xiaoyao appear in this life?" Wang Teng could not figure it out.

He himself was already considered a monster, but in front of Jun Xiaoyao, he was simply nothing.

"The name of Young Emperor, you are not worthy." From Jun Xiaoyao's brow, a chain of order rushed out, turning into a golden short sword, slashing toward Wang Teng's Primordial Spirit in his brain.

Pfft!

Wang Teng's whole body fell backward, and his Primordial Spirit was also split by the Yuan Emperor Dao Sword.

Jun Xiaoyao then withdrew his gaze, looking at Long Aotian indifferently.

"It's your turn."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and the physical Immortal Qi wrapped around his arm.

With the blessing of the physical Immortal Qi, Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength now had broken the limit of ten billion jin!

With this punch, even a ten-thousand-foot mountain would be blasted into powder!

"Hehe... Jun Xiaoyao, do you really think you are the one destiny belongs to?"

Long Aotian wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, his face carrying ferocity, while his eyes revealed a strand of evil madness.

"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at him faintly.

"I, Long Aotian, am the master of destiny!"

Long Aotian's voice fell, and the pitch-black dragon-shaped ring he wore on his finger suddenly emitted a ball of strange black light.

Afterward, a terrifying aura soared into the sky.

As if the portal to the netherworld had opened, endless cold wind surged and rolled.

Pitch-black soul power condensed in mid-air, finally turning into a tall demonic shadow covered in black dragon scales.

A terrifying aura was emitted, and that faint pressure was actually stronger than an ordinary Supreme.

It was even stronger than the Demon King Li Xin, one of the Eight Divisions of the God King!

"This is..." Jun Xiaoyao raised his brow slightly, his expression still maintaining calmness.

"As long as you kill this person, I will agree to all your requests!" Long Aotian looked at Jun Xiaoyao coldly with monstrous resentment.

"Rest assured, you have a connection with this Emperor; your enemy is nothing but an ant in front of this Emperor." The demonic shadow with black dragon scales said indifferently.

"This aura is incompatible with the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain; could it be a Supreme remnant thought left by a Foreign Realm expert?" Jun Xiaoyao thought thoughtfully.

"Heh, you are quite sensible; this Emperor is from the Foreign Realm, the Fallen Dragon lineage, the Jiumu Xielong Emperor!" The demonic shadow said.

"So that's how it is." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

It must be that this Jiumu Xielong Emperor's remnant thought was lodged on that pitch-black Jiumu Xielong Ring, and then it was picked up by Long Aotian.

It had to be said that Long Aotian's opportunities were indeed quite many.

"Jun Xiaoyao, prepare to die." Long Aotian's face surged with the pleasure of revenge.

Even if the Jiumu Xielong Emperor only had a remnant thought left, it was definitely not something Jun Xiaoyao could resist.

And at this moment, on the other side, Wang Teng, who had originally fallen to the ground, actually struggled to stand up suddenly.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao revealed a strange look in his eyes.

After Wang Teng stood up, his face still retained a trace of paleness, but his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao was also extremely cold.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you made me experience what death is; next, you will also taste this feeling." Wang Teng's voice carried extreme killing intent.

"Interesting, didn't I already slash through your Primordial Spirit?" Jun Xiaoyao remained indifferent, asking curiously.

"Hehe..." Wang Teng smiled; in the center of his brow, light suddenly surged.

Immediately, a broken ancient talisman floated in the void, emitting an Emperor's might.

"Broken Emperor weapon?" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze flashed slightly.

This broken ancient talisman actually had the effect of protecting the Primordial Spirit, which was beyond Jun Xiaoyao's expectations.

Wang Teng and Long Aotian's luck was indeed extraordinary; they could find their respective opportunities within the Bronze Immortal Palace.

But this was also good; Jun Xiaoyao was only interested in harvesting fattened leeks. ===== CHAPTER 472 =====