Of course, it was not Jiajun who shone in front of them, but Bi Yao.
"That boy over there, come here." The big man in the middle waved and signaled Jiajun to come over.
"Hmm?" Jiajun frowned slightly, "Who are these?" At this time, his hand suddenly touched a little soft, and he turned to look at Bi Yao beside him.
Biyao grabbed him with both hands and bit her lip lightly, hinting that Jiajun would not go over.
A smile appeared slightly at the corner of Jiajun's mouth, but she walked over and looked at the sturdy man in front of her with a naive look: "Are you calling me?"
"Yes, that's right, I'm just calling you." The leader gave Jiajun a blank look.
Although she didn't want to face it, Bi Yao knew that what she should come was still coming. Thinking of this, she subconsciously walked forward because she didn't want to implicate Jiajun.
Only when she leaves will Jiajun be immune to being implicated. Although she has some good feelings for Jiajun, she knows even more that she can't harm Jiajun for herself.
"Wait!" Jiajun quickly saw the way out, grabbed Biyao, and glanced at the three men coldly.
"Boy, I'm very brave, do you know how powerful we four heavenly kings are?" The king of the West Courtyard spoke.
Although the three of them had strong auras, they did not create too many aura fluctuations in front of Jiajun.
Jiajun looked at the three people in front of him coldly, as if he was looking at three pieces of wood without any color.
"Boy, just die for me." The king of the East Courtyard moved.
His speed was very fast, driving a hint of arrogance. He roared towards Jiajun, and the other two beside him also cooperated with him tacitly.
Jiajun looked at the three people in front of him coldly and shook his head: "As far as mortals are concerned, you are pretty good. But that guy seemed to be stronger just now."
"What, what's wrong with the third brother?" The strong man glared at him.
Jiajun didn't say much, just opened his hand, and an invisible breath activated in the air.
"Huh? Strange. Why did I suddenly release these moves?" At this moment, Jiajun was stunned, as if he had just subconsciously cast a spell and changed a move that he had never used before.
This breath changed continuously until it finally slowly condensed into a dark dragon, spreading its giant claws and suddenly attacked in front of it.
"Shenglong Claws? You? Your Highness of the Ming Dynasty?" The King of the East Court could not believe it.
The breath was moved by a bang. The King of the East Courtyard and the two people beside them seemed to see the most terrifying thing in front of them.
"Bang!!!"
Everyone, including Jiajun, was shocked by the sudden burst sound.
The sharp blade formed by the cyclone was swallowing their bodies frantically. In just a moment, theirs had become bloody people.
Bi Yao stood behind her, a little unable to believe that these things were true in front of her. She solved the King of the Third Court with one move, which was even more terrifying than the King of the Southern Court just now.
Standing there, she took a breath, and suddenly she felt an indescribable feeling. Her eyes were filled with some inexplicable feelings.
As the three of them fell, the door of the town in front of them opened, and the sky was like a giant beast in the abyss, ruthlessly devouring everything in front of them.
"What's going on? I didn't plan to kill them just now!" Jiajun became increasingly unable to touch his head, casting spells and attacking in one go? No, he couldn't even control it!
"Boom..." He couldn't help but think too much, and a roar in the distance broke the tranquility of the town.
The breath was moved, making the night even more strange and mysterious. The man sat high on the stage, his eyes staring blankly. The appearance of Jiajun and Biyao did not seem to arouse much interest at all.
The man was sturdy and cold in his eyes, like an iron tower. The blue veins were swelling up all over his body and were about to crack.
As if he had known Jiajun would come for a long time, he looked at Jiajun and finally put away the contempt in his heart.
"You're here?"
"Who are you? What does everything here mean?!" Jiajun frowned, "The mission of the first master? Why is there no prompt?"
"You shouldn't have come." The man in the tower seemed not to hear what he was asking, but just said to himself. Immediately afterwards, a strange aura surged here, and quickly began to spread around the center of the tower man.
He slowly stood up and looked directly at Jiajun's eyes, like the dark lonely lamp in the darkness, shaking gently there, his powerful arms seemed to be able to tear everything in front of him.
"Forget it, no matter what task you are, let me solve you first." Jiajun was already angry by the nonsense from beginning to end. This man seemed to be full of posture, but obviously did not reach the strength of the God-giver. What was the first Lord who arranged such a trial? Test his patience?
"I'm not talking about you," King Ming ignored Jiajun from beginning to end, but pointed at Biyao. "I really didn't expect that you would follow such a boy."
Bi Yao stood behind her and looked at the Ming King. Instinctive fear instantly occupied her heart.
"Sister Biyao, don't be afraid, leave this guy to me."
"Leave it to you? It's ridiculous." The Ming King rushed forward quickly: "I took my things and dared to show off my power here and die for me."
The Ming King moved. His nearly four meters tall seemed like a ray, occupying most of the breath flowing in front of Jiajun.
"Strange, where are my own moves?" The enemy was in front of him. If it were the past, Jiajun only needed one thought. He could capture it with all the tricks he learned in the sea and sky world, and even the Yuanli moves. But in this world, this task, everything seemed to have changed.
Of course, it was not the first time Jiajun came into contact with the First Lord's mission. Every mission was strange. His strength was limited, not once or twice. He didn't take this seriously, but it was quite simple to deal with those people before. The strength of the people in front of him had already made him feel quite stressed, who was not familiar with everything here.
The Ming King in front of him also moved. His speed was more than twice as fast as Jiajun at this time.
"No, it's the starting move of the Ming Dynasty." Bi Yao was shocked and her heart was raised to her throat. Although it was of mortal strength, she seemed to be familiar with everything about the Ming Dynasty. In a hurry, tears from the corners of her eyes quietly slid down.
If it weren't for the power that required him to volunteer, Bi Yao really couldn't imagine whether the Ming King would kill him.
Fortunately, God had eyes, so he escaped and met a person who seemed perfect, someone who seemed to be able to rely on.
Thinking of this, Bi Yao's mouth slightly smiled. She stared at her eyes and clenched her fists: "Jiajun, you must defeat this great devil. If you succeed, I will..."