Chapter 1827: The Princess's Methods, A Play Directed a
s mind's eye, the terrifying sight of the Burial Realm being utterly destroyed by Jun Xiaoyao in the future.As for the buried Emperors hidden in the shadows, at this moment, their hearts were all fill...Chapter 1827: The Princess's Scheme, a Self-Directed and Staged Play
"Well now, there's another cultivator here, and he's just a kid"
Saw a stone kill a robber.
Some of the strong fighters around Sandanjia's side changed their expressions slightly.
“Stone, why did you come back Go away!”
The village elder strained his voice and shouted hoarsely.
Stone was the only cultivator in their village, their only hope.
"You little brat, you dare kill my Wind Thief's men!"
The rest of the bandits also rushed up to attack.
There are sages and Great Sages among them.
However, the stone's attack instantly killed it!
"Well, a young prodigy"
Beside the Third Master, a powerhouse of Heavenly Venerable level made a move, directly attacking the stone.
However, the stone now seemed possessed.
In his mind, an incredibly vague and majestic figure seemed to emerge.
Heaven and earth, all living creatures, seem to revolve around him.
Each ancient character of the Wan Ling Zhen Jie flows out like a surging river.
Stone's strength has also skyrocketed at this moment.
Pfft!
Blood is splattering.
That Heaven's Venerable powerhouse was actually blasted with half his body shattered by a single punch!
"What the... what's going on, this little brat..."
The strong ones changed color.
This is truly frightening.
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That figure, a God-Venerable of the Creation Dao, the third in command, with a profound gaze, made their move directly.
Boom!
The stone was finally knocked away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His strength was indeed monstrous, completely out of proportion to his age, like a freak of nature.
But even then, there is a limit.
It's not like anyone else, it's just someone like Jun Xiaoyao who is above ordinary people and a god-like existence.
So, facing a powerhouse at the level of the Heavenly Transformation Divine Venerable, Stone was still outmatched.
"Stone, run! As long as you're alive, there's still hope."
The village head shouted.
"Old geezer..."
A bandit struck, instantly killing the village head. Blood splattered everywhere.
"The village head..."
His jaw was clenched tight, but he still managed to vanish in a flash and run away.
"Want to run"
Sān Dāngjiā, seeing this, took a step forward with a group of powerful figures and gave chase.
Along the way.
The stone was fraught with danger.
He deliberately darted into the deep mountains, where powerful monsters lurked.
"Village head, uncles, aunts, Xiaohua, and all the villagers..."
Blood flowed from the stone mouth, and its eyes burned with a deep, bone-chilling hatred.
"If I were strong enough…"
Stone gritted his teeth.
He was indeed a prodigious talent.
But he is still not strong enough.
After some time passed.
Even the stone itself didn't know it had arrived there.
"Have you gotten rid of it"
The stone gasped for breath deeply.
And just then.
A gigantic palm print of magical force descends from the heavens.
The stone figure darted hastily, trying to defend itself, but was still caught in the blast.
Pooh!
The stone spat out another mouthful of blood, staining its animal hide red.
"Sure enough, he's a real tough nut to crack."
The Demon Wind Thief's master stood in mid-air, coldly staring at the stone.
"Could it be that I'm really going to die here today"
The stone felt a heavy fog in its mind, deeply wounded and exhausted.
He went through a chase, even killing several powerful Wind Demon Thieves.
The moment has already reached its limit.
The next moment, the third head of the Demon Wind Thieves raised his palm, about to strike down on the Stone Town.
And at that moment.
The stone saw it.
A silver-white divine phoenix soared through the air from afar, its wings beating powerfully.
The stone recognized what it was.
"Help... Help me!"
The stone exhausted its last ounce of strength and let out a shout.
He immediately lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
In the vast expanse of sky, the Moon-Gazing Phoenix spreads its wings and soars.
There are two figures above.
Of course, it's the elder princess and the woman in black who accompanies her.
See the stone, already unconscious.
Beneath the mask, the Princess's expression was placid.
However, the next moment.
An unexpected event took place.
But there, standing before them, was the Wind Demon Bandit's Third Master. Just moments ago, his expression had been icy cold, radiating murderous intent.
Upon seeing the Princess, his expression immediately became apprehensive and respectful.
He bowed ninety degrees to the Princess.
"Your Highness, the princess, I have not disappointed you."
The Third Master, who was just full of murderous aura moments ago, now looked like a rat seeing a cat.
In his eyes, there was even a hint of fear.
Yes, they are the Wind Devils, ruthless and bloodthirsty.
But this mysterious eldest princess of the Wangyue Dynasty is definitely not a good person.
A woman who possesses such a mindset and abilities deserves both admiration and fear from even the three most powerful figures.
"You did a good job."
The elder princess spoke with indifference.
"To serve the princess is an honor for the Wind Demon Bandits."
The Demon Wind Thief's boss, Qing Shu, let out a light sigh and smiled faintly.
While the Wind Devils are notorious, they are ultimately a second-rate force.
If they could gain the support of the Chang Princess of the Moonlit Dynasty, their future would naturally be brighter.
The Long Princess nodded slightly and said, "Since the task is complete, you may go."
The princess's words fell.
The black-robed woman beside him struck like a bolt of black lightning, drawing a curved blade in her hand and slashing towards the third head of the Magmawind Bandits.
A curved blade slashed across, blood flowing freely!
This Third Young Master, his body split in two!
All souls have been severed from their life force.
"Why..."
The Third House is unbelievable.
They had already completed the task and sworn loyalty to the Princess.
The eldest princess stood with her hands clasped behind her back, her long hair flowing freely.
Clearly beautiful to the extreme, her words at this moment, were like those of a devil, cold and indifferent.
The Third Master's eyes widened, and he immediately died.
Originally, their ending had already been decided.
"Wipe out all the Wind Demons, leave none alive."
The princess said lightly.
The Magus Thieves, for all they are, is a medium-sized force, equivalent to a medium-sized sect.
But in the eyes of the princess, it was nothing but dust.
Just as the Demonwind Raiders once looked upon the commoners in the small villages.
"Yes, Miss."
The woman in black robes vanished in a flash, like a phantom, disappearing from sight instantly.
The Chang Princess descended from the Moon-Gazing Divine Phoenix and walked to the side of that unconscious stone.
She held a ring in her palm, its light warm and soft.
It was as if I had resonated with the stone before me.
"Sure enough, it's him. But what kind of opportunity could he bring me I'm rather looking forward to it."
The eldest princess murmured to herself.
Then, as if she had suddenly realized something, she put away the ring and said softly.
"My lord, why not show yourself"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Applaudits echoed through the room.
In the void, a young man in white walked out, ethereal and refined, with unparalleled beauty.
"The long princess's self-directed and self-acted drama is indeed admirable."
The person who appears is naturally Jun Xiaoyao.
But the moment Jun Xiaoyao appeared.
A sword forged from condensed magical power, hovered between Jun Xiaoyao's eyebrows.
The eldest princess held a sword in her jade hand, her green silk dancing gracefully. The golden mask added a touch of mysterious beauty to her.
"Could it be that the Princess also wishes to strike me down, just as she did with those bandits"
Jun Xiaoyao remained composed, his expression unchanged and even his breath steady.
You know too much.
The Long Princess said.
"Don't worry, I won't ruin your plan," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Even, the prey I had my eye on could be given to you.
"Why"
The Chang Princess asked.
Her words were directed at Jun Xiaoyao, but they were also a question to herself.
Because, according to her past personality.
If it were someone else, this sword would have already been swung down without any hesitation, not a word of nonsense spoken.
How could it possibly just be a showt or fallen, could suppress the heavens and earth. Their aura couldn't possibly be this weak."“It should just be a polluted doppelganger, wondering if there is still any remnant soul left” Jun Xiaoyao...