Chapter 417: Dragon Race Ao Zhan, 3 Eyes Saint Race, Ancient Witch Race

With the departure of Ao Lie and Long Bichi, the entire Wanzhang Daohu Lake also returned to calm.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao would be so terrifying.
Scared away the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King, killed the Dark God in a second, and killed Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling casually.
And the cultivation base of this True God Realm Great Perfection is shocking.
Of course, the most impressive thing is Jun Xiaoyao's domineering.
It provokes three of the four ancient immortal races.
Have to say, and courage.
But the creatures of the immortal ancient races around had hostility and indifference in their eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao dominates Daohu, kills at will, and provokes the three major ethnic groups.
In the eyes of these immortal creatures, Jun Xiaoyao is simply synonymous with death.
"If I were him, I might have to think about how to escape now."
"Yes, he should be sluggish, and see how he will end up at that time."
Many immortal creatures were watching and whispering in the distance.
Jun Xiaoyao encroached on their interests, and they naturally couldn't have a good expression on Jun Xiaoyao.
But Jun Xiaoyao is so strong, so they can only pin their hopes on the Tianjiao of the three major ethnic groups.
As for those outside talents, their eyes are full of complex colors.
Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao, who was slow, would still walk in front of them now?
"In this world, Emperor Road, maybe, is really led by the son of the Jun Family."
"That's right, it seems that this era is a stage that belongs to the king's son."
"I just don't know, can he fight the three ancient immortal races alone?"
These outside talents are also curious about the development of the next situation.
As for Jun Xiaoyao, he was very indifferent, and he didn't mean to panic or want to escape.
With strength, there is confidence.
"You kid, sister thought that finally surpassed you, but you still walked in front of sister." Jun Mulan said.
She has a bold personality, even in the face of Jun Xiaoyao, she is not too restrained, she still speaks consistently.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said nothing.
He has such talent and strength, so what can he do?
"But...what's the matter with her?" Jun Mulan glanced at Princess Long Ji.
Princess Longji stood there quietly, her grace and grace.
She was waiting for the person who framed her to appear.
"It's a long story, don't worry about her for now." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Don't you put her..." Jun Mulan raised her eyebrows with anger.
"It's nothing, just adjusted it a bit." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Sister is taken, can no woman escape your palm?" Jun Mulan exclaimed.
"Do you include you?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.
Jun Mulan whited Jun Xiaoyao and said, "Don't tease sister, sister won't eat this set."
The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.
The surrounding Tianjiao and the immortal creatures are a bit surprised.
This gentleman Xiaoyao is really big-hearted, he doesn't feel any tension at all, it's too leisurely.
On the other side, Ao Lie, who was full of anger, also first returned to the Wanzhang Dao Lake where the Dragon Race was.
The four Wanzhang Daohu Lakes, like four fields, are close to each other and not far from each other.
There are no miscellaneous creatures in this vast lake.
All of them are Tianjiao of the Dragon Race, and there are about a hundred people.
The headed one has black dragon horns first born, and his body is covered with black scales.
He is another Dragon Race Tianjiao, named Ao Zhan, with the blood of the Black Dragon.
The faintly exuding coercion even reached the realm of true realm great perfection.
It can be said that Ao Zhan is the existence of the Dragon Clan whose cultivation base is second only to the prince.
Seeing Ao Lie's arrival, Ao Zhan said, "Ao Luan should be coming soon, and Daohu should almost erupt by then."
As he spoke, he suddenly realized that Ao Lie's expression was a little wrong.
"Well, what happened?" Ao Zhan asked.
With a chill on Ao Lie's face, he told Ao Zhan what had happened before.
After listening, a strange color flashed in Ao Zhan's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Haha, it's funny, there is such an abnormal number in the outside Tianjiao."
"That kid is too rampant, he simply doesn't put my dragon race in his eyes." Ao Liehan said.
"That is, the two princes, the character of Jun Xiaoyao, I know that even if you give in, he cannot give in." Long Bichi fanned the flames aside.
If the Dragon Clan makes every effort, plus Long Aotian, it might really be possible to leave Jun Xiaoyao in the ancient world forever.
In that way, the shadow that Jun Xiaoyao caused to her can also be dispersed.
"That's called the Ancient Wu Clan and the Three-Eyed Saint Clan. If such an arrogant outside Tianjiao appears, they have to be exposed." Ao Zhan sneered.
Since the outside Tianjiao named Jun Xiaoyao must provoke the three major ethnic groups at the same time.
Then they will naturally achieve it.
Soon, Ao Lie, Ao Zhan and others went to Daohu, the ancient Wu Clan and Three-Eyed Saint Clan.
When they revealed the news.
Not surprisingly, the arrogances of the two major ethnic groups are both cold.
The majesty of the four major ethnic groups in Xiangu cannot be provoked.
The three tribes of them converged together and swept towards Daohu Lake where Jun Xiaoyao was.
Here, Jun Xiaoyao is very leisurely, waiting for Daohu to erupt.
However, for a long time, a group of dense figures swept into the air in the distance.
Among them, everyone's aura is extremely powerful, the eagle looks at the wolf, his eyes are sharp, and there is a kind of breathtaking feeling.
"Come here, here comes the Tianjiao of the three major ethnic groups."
A group of immortal creatures around screamed, their faces full of excitement.
When the three major ethnic groups kill Jun Xiaoyao, they can compete for this Fangdao Lake again.
The rest of the outside world arrogances are waiting to be seen.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao has created too many miracles in Xianyu~EbookFREE.me~.
No one knows what the final result will be.
"You are Jun Xiaoyao?"
On the Dragon Race side, Ao Zhan stepped out.
His breath is stronger than Ao Lie.
"The breath of the Great Perfection of the True God Realm is worthy of being a dragon race."
The aura of Ao Zhan shocked a group of outside talents.
The beautiful eyes of Jun Mulan, Jun Xuehuang and others are also very solemn.
Ao Zhan's cultivation base was in the same realm as Jun Xiaoyao, and as a result, Jun Xiaoyao's advantage was weakened a lot.
But they didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao's own strength could not be measured by realm.
If you simply measure Jun Xiaoyao's strength in terms of realm, it would be a glimpse of the leopard.
"Oh, it's ridiculous that a mere realm of great perfection would dare to provoke our three major ethnic groups."
On the other side, there is a group of tall creatures, seven feet long, with various holy patterns imprinted on the surface of their skin.
The most striking thing is that they have a vertical pupil between their eyebrows, which hides mystery and is extremely deep.
It is the three-eyed saint.
The one who spoke was a True God Realm Dzogchen Tianjiao from the Three-Eyed Saint Clan named Tuo Gu.
"Yes, in front of our three major ethnic groups, you are just a jumping clown."
On the other side of the Ancient Wu Clan, a man with various curses on his face said coldly.
This group of them is good at mysterious and strange witchcraft.
It can be said that in the entire Immortal Ancient World, there is hardly any Tianjiao who can face these three major ethnic groups alone.
That pressure can simply make people collapse.
But Jun Xiaoyao was expressionless from beginning to end.
The look in his eyes was as indifferent as a god.
"Since you are here, don't leave. It just so happens that my family still has a blood bill on your head."