Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

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But it is very strange, resounding in everyone's ears.

Hearing this voice, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then their brains exploded immediately!

Especially some people who have heard this voice suddenly turned their eyes one by one, with unprecedented horror in their expressions.

I'm coming!

That man, he is coming!

In the distance of the sky, a slender fairy dragon, with the meaning of dragon's majesty, came soaring through the fog.

On the head of the dragon, a slender young figure stood facing the wind.

The breeze whipped his long hair, a handsome face, with a face of godlike indifference and coldness.

Like God, overlooking all beings and ants!

He stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, his whole body was surging, and the mist was surging, like the parents and children of the emperor, the descendants of gods!

He came so quietly against the wind and driving the dragon, but he seemed to give people a feeling of being here.

"Yes... the son of the Jun family, he is here!"

"How is it possible that I can't accurately perceive the cultivation base aura of the Emperor's Son?"

"Oh my God, how do I feel like an immortal is here?"

As Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the audience was boiling!

If we say that there is nothing missing in this battle involving the Jun family.

That naturally lacks the core soul figure of the Jun family, the son of the Jun family, and Jun Xiaoyao.

Many people think that Jun Xiaoyao may not come.

But now, he is coming!

The arrival of Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly like detonating a bomb, making the Quartet clamor!

Many familiar people are even more excited.

"Xiaoyao..." Seeing the familiar handsome figure, Jiang Shengyi's eyes trembled, and she realized that she would miss someone so much.

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luoli's big eyes were also full of longing.

There are also Yan Qingying, Wu Mingyue, Su Ziqiong, Hua Xiqing, Bai Mei'er, these women who have been more or less related to Jun Xiaoyao are all looking foolishly, as if stupid.

In addition, there are even Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, and Yan Rumeng, who are not too closely related to Jun Xiaoyao, who are also startled and somewhat unbelievable.

"How does his breath feel..." Ji Qingyi's clear pupils were confused.

"Is he the son of the Jun Family?" Ji Changkong frowned.

When Ji Qingyi told him before, he was a bit disapproving.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, there was indeed something in this temperament and momentum.

"I'm not mistaken, is it Princess Longji who is stepping on the foot of the **** son of the Jun family?"

"Fuck it, it's awkward, really take Princess Longji as a mount!"

In the Quartet, many Tianjiao saw that fairy dragon, their eyes were startled and could not believe it.

"Jun... Xiao... Yao!"

If anyone here hates Jun Xiaoyao the most, then it is naturally Long Aotian.

There was an expression of extreme hatred in his golden dragon eyes.

Especially seeing Princess Long Ji really become Jun Xiaoyao's mount, Long Aotian was even more angry.

He wanted to marry the woman who was in the palace, and was used as a mount by Jun Xiaoyao.

This Nima is simply a naked humiliation and face slap!

Not only Long Aotian had killing intent on Jun Xiaoyao, but also Wang Teng.

"It's okay if you don't show up. Since you show up on your own initiative, don't blame this young emperor." Wang Teng's eyes showed extreme coldness.

Jun Xiaoyao not only blocked his marriage with Jiang Shengyi, but also destroyed his spiritual body.

Without defeating Jun Xiaoyao himself, what is his majesty?

On the other side, Jun Mulan and other sequences showed extremely pleasant surprises.

They knew that since Jun Xiaoyao had left the customs, his strength must have greatly improved.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's aura is unfathomable, and no one has explored his specific realm.

At this time, a noise sounded like a crow.

"You are Jun Xiaoyao, dare to provoke someone from my demon palace, don't kneel down and apologize!"

The person who speaks is the ancient freak of the Demon God Palace, the descendant of the supreme demon, Wu Shuo.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned slightly to Wu Shuo.

The cultivation base in the later stage of the Heavenly God Realm was indeed quite good.

If it was Jun Xiaoyao before the retreat, it might take a lot of work to deal with it.

But now...

Ha ha……

"Why, I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Shuo's mouth.

On the other hand, Yan Rumeng, who was not involved in the battle, for some reason, looked at Jun Xiaoyao whose breath was unfathomable, and a deep sense of ominousness suddenly rose in his heart.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say a word.

Directly and simply, a single palm protruded, with countless Dao patterns, intertwined in the void, turning into a giant mana palm covering the sky.

And with this palm out, Jun Xiaoyao's true realm cultivation base also broke out completely.

All around him, surrounded by endless Dao patterns, all kinds of mysterious and profound runes flashed brightly in the void.

"This... this breath... is the same as Lord Grim and Prince Underworld..."

"Am I right, Taoist God Realm?"

"The cultivation base of the **** son of the Jun family is in the realm of Taoism!?"

In all directions, countless people were dull and petrified.

Feeling the power of this god's palm, Wu Shuo, who had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, changed his expression three hundred and sixty degrees.

"How could it be possible?"

Wu Shuo screamed, and at the same time directly transformed the body.

A giant crow with dark red pupils and dark feathers appeared.

It is the evil devil crow.

He directly urged the natural magical powers of the Calamity Demon Crow, and the terrifying magic sound spread out as an extinct sound wave.

however……

Jun Xiaoyao's mana was pressed down with one palm, wiping out all sound waves.

Together with the disaster demon crow, he was directly pinched in his hand.

Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hand towards the void, and then shook it suddenly!

The magical hand with Dao patterns intertwined suddenly closed!

Click!

Blood shot, bones shattered, crow feathers flew around!

Wu Shuo's body was completely crushed with his soul!

The ancient freak of the Demon Temple, Wu Shuo has fallen!

Dead!

Unprecedented silence!

The deathly silence of the world!

Everyone in the audience was as if their souls were drawn away, as if there was only one body left!

What did they see? A powerful ancient freak in the late Heavenly God Realm was pinched to death by Jun Xiaoyao!

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even bother to talk nonsense to Wu Shuo from beginning to end.

My brother in society, not many people are ruthless!

"Squeeze an ancient freak to death with one palm. Tell me, I'm dreaming..."

"I also feel that I am dreaming, how is this possible..."

All watching Tianjiao~www.mtlnovel.com~ are like in a dream.

This is an ancient freak with a strong bloodline and superior!

It was so easily killed by Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Rumeng was stupid, with a flawless face, losing all his blood.

She thought about various situations, but she didn't think of the scene before her.

Jun Xiaoyao, slaughter ancient freaks, like stepping on ants!

"Kill me want to kill, kill me want to kill, humiliate me want to humiliate, are you... are you ready to bear the anger of this god?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands indifferent.

Like a god, in charge of life and death!

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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