Chapter 90 The two armies confront each other, behind the scenes
Outside the imperial capital of the ancient Zhuque Kingdom, the mighty coalition forces of the three ancient kingdoms attacked again.
But there was still a hint of panic on the faces of many sergeants.
After all, the last time, I was frightened by the Jun Family's Feng Lin Huoshan Four Guards.
However, although there was still a sense of fear in their hearts, the coalition forces were not too panicked.
Because they also heard from the generals above that this time there will be big names and mysterious forces to help.
Even if the Jun family's divine son came forward, he could not prevent the destruction of the ancient Suzaku country.
As for the ancient Zhuque Kingdom, they have already made preparations.
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom were guarding outside the imperial capital.
The Lord of Zhuque Kingdom, Bai Yu'er and others have also appeared.
"Is the Son of God not here yet?" Bai Yu'er asked the attendant.
"Replying to the princess, the news has been passed on, and it is expected to be here soon," the attendant said.
"Okay." Bai Yuer nodded slightly.
If she can't see Jun Xiaoyao, her heart will never be at peace.
On the other side, the coalition forces of the three ancient countries have approached the imperial capital.
Above the sky, three figures emerged, none other than the three kings of Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu.
However, what caught the attention of Lord Suzaku and others was...
Behind the three of them, floating in the void, was an extremely gorgeous bed made of gold.
That's right, it's an extremely large bed.
The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.
There are gauze curtains covering all sides, but you can vaguely see many graceful figures among them.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Suzaku Kingdom was a little stunned.
Could it be that the mysterious young master mentioned by the Lord of Qinglong Kingdom is on that bed.
But this is too weird. Who would refine a bed sacrifice into an air-controlling weapon?
When the leader of the Suzaku Kingdom thought of this, his face suddenly froze.
"It can't be...is it that one?" The Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom's heart sank slightly.
If it is really what he guessed, then the situation will not be good.
Even with the support of the Jun family's divine son, it would probably be extremely troublesome.
"Haha, Lord Zhuque, we meet again." Lord Qinglong chuckled.
This time he seemed very confident.
"It seems that you are still stubborn. Haven't you suffered enough from the losses last time?" The leader of the Suzaku Kingdom was also very stubborn.
He has the support of the Jun family god son behind him, so there is no need to be too worried about the mysterious young master.
But at this time, a cold and arrogant voice came from the golden dragon bed.
"Master of the Suzaku Kingdom, I will give you one last chance to surrender to me and hand over that thing, and..."
The voice paused and then said.
"Let the princess worship Yu'er and become my concubine."
The cold, arrogant and arrogant tone resounded throughout the world.
The faces of the people in the ancient Zhuque Kingdom were all flushed with anger.
The face of the Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom was also extremely cold, but when he heard that the mysterious young master called himself the Marquis, his heart completely sank.
Nine times out of ten, that person is not wrong.
However, at this moment.
A colder and more domineering voice sounded from the sky.
"Who do you think you are if you let someone from this god's son become your concubine?!"
Deep in the imperial capital, a golden divine light erupted.
It was a mighty and majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot and soaring into the sky.
A peerless figure of the Fengshen stood on the chariot, like a white-clothed divine king, its power shook the entire world!
And behind him, the four men with Jun Zhanjian, leading the four guards of Fenglinhuoshan, were like four torrents that destroyed everything, crushing them!
"The divine son of the Jun family is here!"
"That's a top-notch ancient royal creature, a nine-headed lion, and it's actually used to pull a cart!?"
"The four guards of Fenglinhuoshan are also here!"
The allied armies of the three ancient kingdoms suddenly became commotion.
After all, there is still a shadow in their hearts.
Not only the four guards of Feng Linhuo, but also Jun Xiaoyao, who can kill tens of thousands of soldiers with one sword, it is simply a devil!
Jun Xiaoyao stands in the sky above the imperial capital.
The arrival of him and the Four Guards of Fenglinhuoshan calmed the hearts of everyone in the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.
Bai Yuer's eyes flashed, showing joy.
Because what Jun Xiaoyao is talking about is the person who is the Son of God.
That means that she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if she is a female slave, she is still Jun Xiaoyao's female slave.
"Son of God." The Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom slightly arched his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.
He did have some guesses. If they were correct, they were very close.
"The divine son of the Jun family is indeed as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors say."
A cold voice came from the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao's scolding just now made him extremely unhappy, but due to the power of the Jun family's divine son, he did not get angry directly.
"It seems that you are the mastermind behind the three ancient countries." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his hands and his tone was calm.
"Black hand? Haha, I just want to conquer some affiliated forces." The voice said.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
This statement is obviously an excuse.
His goal is the bronze compasses inherited from the four ancient countries.
Conquering power is nothing more than a cover-up.
And he calls himself Ben Houye.
Jun Xiaoyao has almost guessed who he is.
"I, the Son of God, don't like people hiding their heads and tails in front of me. Show yourself!"
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale, he made a fist seal with his hand and punched out.
His current state is in the late stage of Guiyi Realm, which is much more powerful than the previous Great Perfection of Shenqiao Realm.
The power of the same move is completely different.
A lifelike golden dragon wrapped around his fist and blasted out, it was the Dragon Fist.
Everyone only heard a dragon roar, and a long golden dragon passed through the sky and bombarded the golden dragon bed.
Jun Xiaoyao has not yet blessed the power of the divine elephant to suppress the prison, but this punch is enough to shatter a thousand-foot mountain!
"snort!"
There was a cold snort coming from the golden dragon bed.
A palm stretched out, and the mana spurted out, as if it had turned into tens of thousands of palms in an instant, slapping the void, causing the space to vibrate and overturn slightly.
"Huh? Hunyuan Sanshou... It seems that it is indeed him." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.
He had almost determined the identity of that person before, and now that he had used his magical power, his identity was even more obvious.
Rumble!
In the void, the two people's moves collided, causing thousands of waves.
Countless people below looked at it in astonishment.
Is this the battle fluctuation of Guiyi Realm Tianjiao? Why does it feel as scary as a saint?
Wild air waves swept across all directions, but Jun Xiaoyao's figure remained motionless.
But the golden dragon bed was knocked back, and all the gauze curtains were torn apart.
The figure inside was finally revealed.
Many beauties who were wearing scantily clad clothes were directly shocked to death by the shock wave and fell on the bed in a mess.
In the center of the bed, a young man wearing a jade crown and a red gold king's robe, with an ordinary appearance and no features, stared at Jun Xiaoyao with a cold look on his face.
"As expected, it's you, the champion of the Panwu Dynasty!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.