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Chapter 340 The reaction of the Ten Little Kings, the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, and the Nine Nether Demons

"Is there really a sign-in mission?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured in his heart.

He didn't think it was any surprise, but rather it was expected.

"Master Jun, if you don't mind, just stay in the servant's palace for the time being. When the feast of the Ten Kings starts, we can go together." Lang Huan said.

Her title has changed from princess to slave.

It can be seen from this that Jun Xiaoyao's strength has indeed conquered Lang Huan.

She was convinced.

"Okay." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao agree so readily, a secret smile flashed in Lang Huan's beautiful eyes.

She didn't believe that Jun Xiaoyao could withstand her charm.

On the side, Qin Xianer's pretty face dimmed slightly when she saw this scene.

However, Lang Huan was able to find the man of her choice. Although Qin Xian'er was disappointed, she was also happy for her.

As for the group of male geniuses outside the palace, all of them were heartbroken and had simply lost the meaning of life.

The most appropriate description is that the body is like a gaunt wood and the heart is like ashes.

"No, I don't accept this reality!"

"How could Princess Lang Huan like that pretty boy!"

"But who is that pretty boy, and he is so strong?"

Outside the palace, many discussions were heard.

In the end, the group of creatures who came with Jun Xiaoyao finally spilled the beans and revealed Jun Xiaoyao's identity.

This time, it was like a pot exploding, causing an uproar.

"What, that pretty boy is the Jun family's genius who killed the Fallen Feather Saint in the Netherworld?"

"No wonder, when you think about it, it makes sense. Besides him, who else dares to casually kill Long Kun of the Corpse Dragon Clan?"

"But the breath on his body is the death breath of the creatures we bury in the earth?"

"It's not impossible to imitate this kind of aura. With the talents of the Jun family, maybe there is a way."

As the truth was revealed, the entire Imperial Capital of the Shura Demon Kingdom was in an uproar.

None of the buried geniuses expected that the pretty boy was the rumored genius of the Jun family.

Thinking that they had provoked the Jun family's genius, many of the buried creatures felt frightened.

If Jun Xiaoyao starts killing, none of them will survive.

But then, they discovered that Jun Xiaoyao had not returned.

In other words, Jun Xiaoyao did not come out after being taken into the private palace by Lang Huan.

What this means is known to all living beings.

"How could it develop so fast?"

"Shame, this is the shame of our buried men!"

Many talented people are screaming, unwilling to accept this bloody reality.

This news also began to spread from the imperial capital of the Shura Demon Kingdom.

Because Lang Huan had a great reputation in the Eternal Burial Ground, the news spread very quickly. Soon, almost everyone in the ten burial sites knew about it.

Dragon Skeleton Domain, on a mountain of white bones.

A man with dragon horns on his head and forest-white bone wings spread out from his back, with an extremely murderous and cold look on his face.

"The genius of the Jun family is simply seeking death. He dares to kill a member of my Corpse Dragon Clan!"

This man's name is Long Xiang, and he is the strongest genius of the current generation of the Corpse Dragon Clan and one of the ten little kings.

Moreover, his strength ranks among the top five among the ten little kings, far from being comparable to that of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

Jun Xiaoyao directly killed Long Kun without any scruples in front of the public.

This is tantamount to provocation and contempt for the corpse dragon clan.

Long Xiang's eyes were very cold, and his murderous intent changed the color of the world.

"I hope you can come to the Feast of Ten Kings. I will repay Long Kun's debt with my own hands!" Long Xiang's aura exploded, and the aura of death rolled around, looming behind him, forming the shadow of a giant white-bone dragon.

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Long Xiang was not the only one who got the news.

The other kings who were preparing to attend the banquet all got the news.

In a swamp filled with the rotten air of death, there was a man with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake.

After hearing the news, he looked up to the sky and screamed in anger!

"How could it be possible, how could it be possible, that Lang Huan was possessed by another man? No, Lang Huan is mine!"

The man with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake covered his head with his hands and roared unwillingly.

He is the genius of the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, his name is Mo Ling, one of the Ten Little Kings, and Lang Huan's loyal pursuer.

What Mo Ling couldn't accept the most was that it was Lang Huan who took the initiative first.

This drove Mo Ling crazy, almost going crazy.

"The genius of the Jun family, I want you to die!" Mo Ling's snake eyes showed an unprecedented fierceness!

On top of a purple mountain, there is a creature whose whole body is filled with overwhelming evil aura.

This creature's head is shaped like a wolf's head, with a pair of huge gray horns on its head, and its body is covered with dark scales, with blood-colored hair growing between the scales.

Behind this creature, there are nine tails. Behind each tail, there is a head of a ferocious beast, which looks extremely vicious.

If Jun Xiaoyao were here, he would definitely be surprised that this creature is very similar to the legendary ancient ferocious beast, Jiuyou Zan.

This creature that looks like the Nine Nether Beast is also one of the Ten Little Kings, and is quite powerful in combat.

"The flesh and blood of the Jun family's genius should be delicious." This creature murmured, with a fierce light in its eyes!


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