Sign in to the Ancient Holy Body at the beginning Chapter 342 In the Soul Burial Mountain of Tianming Domain, ten little kings appeared one after another, and Mo Ling exploded with anger!
Chapter 342 In the Soul Burial Mountain of Tianming Domain, ten little kings appeared one after another, and Mo Ling exploded with anger!
The place where the Feast of the Ten Kings is held is located in the Tianming Realm and Soul Burial Mountain among the ten realms of the Eternal Burial Land.
The Tianming Realm is the region closest to the Burial Realm.
The ruling force in the Tianming Realm is the famous Pluto Palace.
The master of the Hades Palace, the Tianming Burial Emperor, is the domain lord of the Tianming Domain and one of the top experts in the Eternal Burial Land.
Among the ten domain lords in the Ten Burial Earth Domains, in terms of fame and strength, they are second only to the ghost-faced female Burial Emperor from the Senluo Domain.
Today, Soul Burial Mountain is extremely lively.
The dark mountains stretch into the distance.
The thick aura of death is swirling and rolling in the Soul Burial Mountain.
Countless earth-buried creatures, densely packed, gathered from the ten regions.
The Feast of the Ten Kings can also be regarded as a grand gathering of the Ten Burial Realms.
People from all walks of life, old and new, gathered together, and the scene was very lively.
In the past, the Feast of the Ten Kings was mainly held for discussions and exchanges between the Ten Little Kings and their followers.
The major forces will come up with some prizes as rewards.
But this time the Feast of Ten Kings is different from before.
It’s not just about discussing and exchanging ideas.
"Hey, have you heard that there seems to be a gap in the deep burial world?"
"Yes, more than ten years ago, after the big storm, the burial world was completely closed. I didn't expect that a gap would appear."
"But I seem to have heard that the gap is extremely unstable and can only allow a very small number of creatures to enter, and the cultivation level must not be too high, otherwise it will not be possible to enter at all."
"It seems that this competition for the Ten Kings' Feast is all about the number of places to enter, right?"
Some of the buried creatures were whispering to each other.
What kind of place is the Burial Realm? It is an absolute treasure of opportunity.
From ancient times to the present, the bones of countless powerful people have been buried in it, and various techniques, magical weapons, and treasures have been passed down in countless ways.
There is even a legend that at the outermost edge of the burial world, you can dig out a heritage tomb by walking a few steps and digging into the ground.
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but it also shows that the burial world is a place of great opportunity.
It was only more than ten years ago, after the turmoil, that the burial world became self-proclaimed.
Except for the powerful ones at the Burial Emperor level who can communicate with the great terror in the depths of the Burial World, the rest of the Burial Earth creatures cannot enter at all.
This time there is a gap in the burial world, it is definitely a great opportunity for the Ten Little Kings and other talented people.
Besides this news, the other thing that everyone is most concerned about is naturally Jun Xiaoyao.
"I heard that the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan, was really conquered by the genius of the Jun family?"
"Yeah, I heard they all slept together."
"What a shame, it's a shame for me to bury the male soul. Such a beauty was actually obtained by someone from the outside!"
"It doesn't matter. Since the Jun family's genius dares to attend the banquet, he must be prepared to be embarrassed."
Many of the buried geniuses had angry expressions on their faces.
Of course, this is just some extreme dog-licking.
Most of the earth-buried creatures have at most some rejection and hostility towards Jun Xiaoyao who is not of my own race.
On the contrary, those female creatures buried in the earth are speaking for Jun Xiaoyao.
"You are so bitter. It is obvious that you are not capable of conquering the Ninth Princess, but you insist on saying that it is someone else's fault."
"That's right, if you have the guts, go and fight Mr. Jun. If you can beat me, I will marry you!" Some of the buried girls sneered.
These retorts made those Buried Earth Creatures speechless one by one, their faces were embarrassed and annoyed, and they were speechless.
At this time, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded in the distance.
A bone dragon burning with green ghost fire fluttered its wings, and a group of creatures stood on it.
One of them is Long Xiang.
"The genius of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Long Xiang, is here!" Some people shouted, their eyes filled with fanaticism.
Long Xiang is definitely one of the strongest geniuses in the Ten Burial Earth Realms.
A moment later, a giant black python came from another direction. Its size was as big as a winding mountain.
Standing on it are a group of creatures with human bodies and snake tails, which are the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan.
And Mo Ling, the genius of the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, was also among them.
"Mo Ling from the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan is here. He is the loyal suitor of the Ninth Princess!"
"Hey, there's something good to watch now!"
Although Long Xiang and Mo Ling have never met Jun Xiaoyao, they already have a grudge.
Long Kun was killed by Jun Xiaoyao.
And Lang Huan's love for Jun Xiaoyao obviously rubbed Mo Ling's way.
But it wasn't just the two of them who came.
Accompanied by a beast's roar, Jiuyou Zhan appeared.
The Nine Nether Pig has a wolf-shaped head, with a pair of huge gray horns on its head, and its body is covered with black scales, with blood-colored hair growing between the scales.
There are nine tails on the back, and behind each tail, there is a ferocious beast head, which is extremely ferocious.
Seeing this ferocious beast coming, many of the buried creatures showed fear on their faces.
Although this Nine Nether Beast is not pure blood, it is still extremely fierce. It is enough to rank among the top three among the ten little kings, and can even compete with the ancient hegemons.
As time goes by, one king after another appears.
A genius from the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan appears, possessing eight arms, which is very strange.
The king of the Corpse Refining Sect appeared, wearing a black cloak and carrying a coffin with him, and everyone was afraid of him.
There is also the appearance of the king of the Blood Demon Clan. It is said that this clan was transformed from a drop of demon blood.
All in all, the ten little kings appeared one after another, pushing the entire feast step by step.
Finally, in the distant sky, a luxurious and gorgeous building ship appeared.
Seeing this building ship, the entire Soul Burial Mountain fell silent at first, and then erupted into a shocking noise.
"It's the ninth princess's boat, she's here!"
"The genius of the Jun family should be among them!"
At this moment, everyone is paying attention!
Amid such attention, three figures walked out of the building boat.
It was Jun Xiaoyao, Lang Huan, and Qin Xianer.
“It’s actually true”
When they saw three people walking out of a cabin on a building, many creatures were stunned.
The rumors are true.
This high-ranking ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom has been completely conquered by the genius of the Jun family!
In an instant, all kinds of looks with hatred and hostility were piercing Jun Xiaoyao like needles.
Mo Ling, a member of the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, felt as if he had been cheated on in front of his face.
Although there is no relationship between him and Lang Huan.
Looking at the group of excited Burial Earth creatures, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was as calm as water, and he said calmly: "As expected, beauty is a curse. I didn't expect you to be so popular in Burial Earth."
Hearing this, Lang Huan rolled her eyes at Jun Xiaoyao charmingly and said, "Humph, that means Mr. Jun rejects the slave family cruelly, and no one else can touch a finger of the slave family."
"That's because they are all licking dogs, and I am a human being." Jun Xiaoyao was noncommittal.
In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of interaction is tantamount to flirting.
"What qualifications do you, a human being from the outside world, have to stand by Lang Huan's side!"
Finally, Mo Ling couldn't help it any longer, stood up and shouted coldly, his snake eyes red as if dripping blood.
Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferently, saw Mo Ling's snake tail and said: "It turns out to be a deadbeat snake, Lang Huan, is this kind of creature qualified to pursue you?"
When Lang Huan heard this, she was also a little annoyed.
She also hated Mo Ling in her heart. She would only get goosebumps for this kind of snake man.
"Then Mr. Jun, can you help me get rid of this lazy snake?"
Lang Huan leaned forward, her delicate curves pressed tightly against Jun Xiaoyao's side, and spoke in an intimate and coquettish tone.