Chapter 4755: Whereabouts of the Sacred Object, Primordial Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, Suppressing Lu He

Ao Yu spoke in a trembling voice.

She was truly afraid.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's white robes fluttered, making him look like a banished immortal.

But in her eyes, he was simply terrifying like a Hell Demon King.

"Speak." Jun Xiaoyao.

Ao Yu fell silent for a moment.

Finally, she let out a sigh.

"My Primordial Dragon Clan is an extremely vast race."

"And the Primordial Dragon's Sacred Object is the most precious thing, not something ordinary people can obtain."

"Even we do not have the qualifications to obtain that thing."

"And within the Immortal Land, there are two people who should have the Primordial Dragon's Sacred Object on them."

"One is the Chaos Dragon Son."

"The other is the Xianzhu Dragon Son."

When mentioning these two names.

Even Ao Yu could not help but reveal a trace of reverence in her eyes.

Although the three of them are the outstanding talents of the Nine-Headed Azure Dragon, Roaring Heaven Profound Dragon, and Jade Qilin Coiling Dragon lineages.

But the entire Primordial Dragon Clan's system is too vast.

Encompassing many powerful dragon races.

They are merely the outstanding talents of three lineages.

Among the Primordial Dragon Clan's many monstrous genius sequences, they still cannot rank at the very front.

Those ranking at the very front are the Dragon Sons from those ancient lineages, with noble bloodlines and unmatched strength.

The Chaos Dragon Son and Xianzhu Dragon Son she spoke of are both outstanding figures among them.

And when mentioning the Chaos Dragon Son.

Ao Yu also glanced at Jun Xiaoyao.

Because that Chaos Dragon Son, as his name implies.

His bloodline is also related to Chaos.

And it is the most ancient, most mysterious Chaos Ancestral Dragon lineage.

That is one of the most ancient dragon lineages.

If the Chaos Ancestral Dragon and Chaos Divine Body were to duel.

What kind of scene would that be?

"Chaos Dragon Son, Xianzhu Dragon Son..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered slightly.

As expected, the Primordial Dragon Clan, as a hegemonic clan with incomparably complex lineage systems.

There are also extraordinary existences among them.

The final Primordial Dragon's Sacred Object should be found on these people.

Jun Xiaoyao no longer paid attention to Ao Yu.

And Ao Yu, trembling, quickly retreated backward.

She glanced at Ao Cang and Ao Kuang, who had been beaten into blood mist.

Biting her lip slightly, she didn't say anything, directly fleeing into the distance.

And seeing the Primordial Dragon Clan's people all routed.

The remaining prodigies present were all stunned.

Still immersed in that kind of shock.

And on the Jin Wu Ancient Clan's side, Lu He was dumbfounded, his face completely frozen.

Because from the moment Jun Xiaoyao displayed the Nine Forbidden Immortal Arrest techniques.

To dealing with Ao Cang, Ao Kuang and the others.

It was only a brief few moments.

In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Dragon Clan was completely routed.

Lu He was even somewhat dazed.

And what made his hair stand on end even more was.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze had already turned and landed on him.

"You..." Lu He felt the situation was bad.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold.

For others, he might not care at all.

But this Lu He happened to be the most jumpy one among them, and the one who clamored the most happily.

Plus he also came from the Jin Wu Ancient Clan, which Jun Xiaoyao had absolutely no good impression of.

So for this person, Jun Xiaoyao did not intend to let him off.

Seemingly sensing a trace of killing intent flashing in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Lu He also didn't say another word, wanting to strike first to gain the upper hand.

Within his body, Jin Wu True Blood boiled wildly.

Strands of golden blood qi gushed out from his pores.

His eyes were like two burning suns.

Boundless Jin Wu divine fire spread across heaven and earth.

Lu He formed seals with both hands and sacrificed a magical artifact.

Boom!

A colossal golden divine wheel appeared.

The divine wheel was ten zhang in size.

Its surface was engraved with numerous ancient Jin Wu totems.

Even the silhouettes of nine Golden Crows could be seen circling within it.

This was a powerful secret treasure of the ancient Jin Wu clan.

Nine Yang Burning Heaven Wheel!

The divine wheel rotated.

As if nine suns rose simultaneously.

Nine clusters of Jin Wu true fire erupted from within it.

The temperature reached a terrifying extreme.

It seemed as if even the laws were being burned and twisted.

Lu He's flesh had completely transformed into a golden divine furnace.

His blood was like molten lava.

His bones were like immortal gold.

Every inch of his flesh and blood was filled with terrifying Jin Wu divine power.

"Kill!"

Lu He activated the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Wheel, rumbling and crushing toward Xiang Junyao.

Seeing the magical artifact crushing straight toward him.

Xiang Junyao stood in place.

Then, he raised his hand and flicked his finger outward.

Clang!

A clear, crisp sound, like metal striking metal, suddenly burst forth.

That seemingly all-destroying Nine Yang Burning Heaven Wheel.

Was directly shattered by Xiang Junyao's single finger.

"How is this possible!" Lu He couldn't help but cry out.

Although the Chaos Body was renowned far and wide.

But this fleshly body was also excessively terrifying.

Xiang Junyao flicked his finger again, and a thread of sword light shattered the void.

Lu He's body trembled, and his entire form transformed into a golden rainbow.

Jin Wu Transformation into Rainbow Technique!

His figure instantly vanished.

The next moment.

On Xiang Junyao's left side, a golden afterimage suddenly appeared.

On the right side, another of Lu He's figures appeared.

In a short instant, dozens of Lu He's figures appeared in the void.

Each figure carried surging blazing flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Golden divine light raged down wildly.

Lu He seized the opportunity, fundamentally unwilling to give Xiang Junyao a chance.

His speed was too fast.

Every appearance was accompanied by a killing move.

The entire heaven and earth seemed to have become his battlefield.

It must be said, Lu He, as an outstanding figure of the ancient Jin Wu clan, indeed possessed considerable strength.

However.

In Xiang Junyao's eyes, this performance appeared somewhat weak.

Xiang Junyao's robes fluttered as he raised his fist and blasted it outward.

Boom!

Lu He's true body amidst the sky-full of afterimages was directly struck.

He seemed to have been struck by an ancient star, his body flying horizontally outward.

Even the arms crossed before his body seemed on the verge of shattering.

Golden blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Lu He's body shuddered violently.

He wiped away the golden blood at the corner of his mouth and formed seals with both hands.

Thirty-six paths of golden light suddenly shot up into the sky.

They were precisely the thirty-six Jin Wu Burning Heaven Feathers.

Each divine feather burst forth with blinding radiance.

In an instant.

Thirty-six divine feathers simultaneously transformed into divine swords.

Tss tss tss tss tss!

Sword light filled the sky, covering heaven and earth.

Every ray of sword light burned with True Solar Fire.

Thirty-six golden divine swords formed a sword formation.

"Sever!"

Lu He let out a low shout.

Boom!

The entire grand formation instantly ignited.

Flames obscured the sky and blocked out the sun.

Thirty-six divine swords slashed down simultaneously.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao did not dodge.

He merely raised his right hand.

Five fingers spread open.

A wave of invisible power abruptly spread out.

The next moment.

Those thirty-six divine swords actually halted simultaneously.

Lu He's expression changed.

"That technique again……"

Just now, it was precisely this bizarre method of Jun Xiaoyao's that froze Ao Cang's figure in place.

And now, this method reappeared.

Lu He could sense a fluctuation carrying the power of time as well as the power of space.

He found it somewhat difficult to imagine.

How Jun Xiaoyao could be so proficient in the power of time and space.

Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeve.

Those thirty-six divine feathers shattered inch by inch.

Lu He's pupils abruptly contracted.

Right at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao had already appeared before him.

One punch.

Struck out!

As this punch descended, Lu He was directly sent flying horizontally.

Jun Xiaoyao continued to raise his hand, intending to finish off Lu He.

Lu He's face turned pale, feeling his Primordial Spirit tremble, and he could not help but roar.

"You cannot kill me!"

"That peerless monstrous genius of my Jin Wu Ancient Clan will not let you off!"

"He possesses the Ancestral Crow's ability!"

"When he emerges, you will undoubtedly die!"