Chapter 962: God-Weeping War Halberd, seven-star sign-in reward, War God Record!

Mount Zhanshen is located deep within the War God Academy.

It is a majestic mountain peak that towers into the sky.

At the peak of the War God, one laughs proudly at the world.

Back then, the first-generation War God created the War God Academy and continued the War God title.

He inserted his own personal weapon, the God-Weeping War Halberd, at the peak of the peaks.

Until today, no one has been able to pull it out.

Since then, Mount Zhanshen has become the lofty holy land of the War God Academy.

I don't know how many Exotic Realm living beings have come to Mount Zhanshen to admire and commemorate the demeanor of the first-generation War God.

It can be said that Mount Zhanshen is the place of honor and faith for the War God Academy.

And now, throughout the entire Mount Zhanshen, inside and out, I don't know how many Exotic Realm living beings have gathered here.

Many people arrived early to occupy a good position, waiting for the start of the earth-shattering battle.

Prince Bi An, Li Jiuming, Pu Yao, and other Heavenly King-level heaven's pride arrived here early.

"Everyone, what do you think the result will be this time?" Li Jiuming asked.

"The Chaos Body's legend of invincibility will end." Pu Yao said coldly.

"I am here to witness his failure." Prince Bi An had cold light surging in his eyes.

Last time at the Heaven Selection Grand Meeting, Jun Xiaoyao slapped him, causing him to lose all face.

This time, Prince Bi An came to see exactly how much weight Jun Xiaoyao had.

If the Prince Mojie Emperor's Son could easily suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

Then he wouldn't need to be too wary of Jun Xiaoyao and could directly get his own back.

On the other side, Tu Shan Wanwan, Tu Shan Chunchun, Fei Qingxue, and Su Hongyi also arrived.

When Su Hongyi appeared, it actually surprised a group of people.

In a red dress, exquisite and refined.

Many people sighed that Jun Xiaoyao really had eyes like torches, picking gold out of the sand.

"Sister Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Tu Shan Wanwan's expression seemed a bit angry, Tu Shan Chunchun couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I just educated Xiaohei a little bit, and he actually ran away directly, it was a waste of me picking him back then."

Tu Shan Wanwan was a bit angry.

Yun Xiaohei actually ran away all by himself.

Raising a dog, after a long time, it would still know how to be grateful and repay its master.

As a result, Yun Xiaohei slipped away without a sound.

Even if he had said hello, Tu Shan Wanwan wouldn't be this angry.

"Isn't he just a groom, why is Sister Wanwan angry." Tu Shan Chunchun curled her lips, thinking it was some big deal.

"Forget it, I won't care about him anymore, I have done my best for him, who told him to doubt the Young Master's character behind his back." Tu Shan Wanwan also shook her head.

Yun Xiaohei's biggest fault was doubting Jun Xiaoyao.

Such an ungrateful wretch, it was fine that he left.

"The Young Master's opponent is the Prince Mojie Emperor's Son." Tu Shan Chunchun's big eyes revealed a worried look.

As one of the Seven Little Emperors, the Prince Mojie Emperor's Son had great prestige in the Exotic Realm.

"I believe in the Young Master, he has this ability." Tu Shan Wanwan said decisively.

In her sparring with Jun Xiaoyao, she could feel Jun Xiaoyao's strength, which was more unfathomable than the universe.

Jun Xiaoyao had absolutely never used his full strength.

Even when killing that Supreme old servant, Jun Xiaoyao definitely had not used his full strength.

This was the reason why Tu Shan Wanwan had confidence in him.

As time passed, more and more people gathered around Mount Zhanshen.

Even some elders of the War God Academy came to watch the battle.

After all, this could be considered the peak battle of the younger generation of the Exotic Realm.

The Prince Mojie Emperor's Son, one of the Seven Little Emperors, battles the Quasi-War God Chaos Body.

Finally, amidst the attention of all, a peerless figure in white crossed the sky.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm as he looked at Mount Zhanshen.

A wind blew, blowing up strands of hair, each one crystal clear, as if energy was flowing.

Many women who saw Jun Xiaoyao for the first time had a look of amazement in their eyes.

"No wonder even Lord Luo wants to eat tender grass, the Chaos Body is too transcendent." Many heaven's pride daughters had brilliant colors in their eyes.

"Handsome can't be eaten as a meal, when the Prince Mojie Emperor's Son comes, can he still maintain such transcendence?"

Some male heaven's pride said sourly in private.

"Young Master..."

Tu Shan Chunchun and the others' eyes also lit up.

However, they were also very sensible.

Jun Xiaoyao's great battle was about to start, he needed to adjust his state, and they shouldn't go up to disturb him.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped onto Mount Zhanshen slowly.

Tens of thousands of gazes around moved with Jun Xiaoyao.

Mount Zhanshen is very high, very steep, and has an implicit pressure, like a War God, standing proudly in the world.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm, his footsteps were neither hurried nor slow.

The Prince Mojie Emperor's Son had not arrived yet, so he could sign in at the peak of Mount Zhanshen first.

Soon, Jun Xiaoyao arrived at the peak of Mount Zhanshen.

Looking over, the entire peak of Mount Zhanshen was also extremely wide.

The entire Mount Zhanshen body was branded with ancient and complex runes.

Even if the strongest fought, they couldn't shake the entire mountain body.

Jun Xiaoyao saw it at a glance, in the center of the mountain peak.

A dark golden halberd was inserted upside down in the very center.

That halberd was seven feet long, dark all over, reflecting black gold light.

Its most special feature was that on the halberd body, there were blood-line patterns.

Looking at it, it was like human blood vessels and meridians.

A desolate, murderous, domineering, and vast aura was permeating and surging.

God-Weeping War Halberd!

The weapon of the first-generation War God, the founder of the War God Academy.

Inserted at Mount Zhanshen, no one has been able to pull it out from ancient times to the present.

This is not an existence that can be pulled out by relying on strength alone.

It requires a will to carry the fate of the War God!

At the first glance at the God-Weeping War Halberd, Jun Xiaoyao felt it.

His wrist was faintly hot, like a branding iron.

The dark six-pointed star mark seemed to be unable to be controlled, spontaneously manifesting.

"Sure enough..." A dark light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Just as he had expected in his heart.

The founder of the War God Academy, that first-generation War God.

Was actually one of the Six Kings of World Destruction!

And if Jun Xiaoyao guessed correctly.

The man like a demon king he killed in the Heaven Tomb.

If nothing unexpected happened, he should be the successor of the first-generation War God's destiny.

That is to say, the first-generation War God's world-destroying destiny was inherited by that man.

As a result, Jun Xiaoyao directly killed that man in the Heaven Tomb.

Leading to the destiny and the black six-pointed star mark falling onto himself.

In this way, Jun Xiaoyao is the successor of the first-generation War God's will.

The word "fate" is indeed wonderful!

Jun Xiaoyao approached the God-Weeping War Halberd.

The entire Mount Zhanshen actually began to tremble slightly.

"What's going on?"

Some elders of the War God Academy had looks of surprise and doubt in their eyes.

Elder Mu was also there, his gaze also carried some surprise as he looked at the God-Weeping War Halberd.

This God-Weeping War Halberd had not had the slightest movement for several epochs.

But today...

Elder Mu looked at Jun Xiaoyao deeply.

On this side, after Jun Xiaoyao approached the God-Weeping War Halberd, the system's prompt sound also came to his mind.

"Have arrived at the sign-in location Mount Zhanshen, do you want to sign in?"

"Sign in."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, obtained seven-star reward, War God Record!" ===== CHAPTER 963 =====