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

Jun Xiaoyao, although it is the first time.

But the name, but it has already spread throughout the wilderness.

Almost no one knows, no one knows.

But I know more people in Jun Xiaoyao. I really have seen the people of Jun Xiaoyao, but it is less.

Under this curious, Jun Xiaoyao seems to be more mysterious and let everyone expect.

"I didn't expect this time to come to the monarch, it is to make me the Taoist Tian Zong Yisheng." The old man of the Taojong smiled and gave it.

"Haha, the old man is polite." Jun war walked out, stepped on the void, laughing.

"Right, the God ..." The old man swept.

To be honest, you can let him leave a deep impression, less and less.

Jun Xiaoyao is absolutely the most impressive.

"Oh, I didn't expect to remember that the seniors remember, but let the Jun are stunned."

The nine-headed white Yulong Marah is on the car, Jun Ling is picking out the bead curtain, and Jun is standing away.

A white dress is like a snow, and the posture is long, such as the breeze, the temperament is excellent.

His skin is crystal as jade, and the silk is raged, and it is shrouded in the fog.

A peerless god of gods is also like a fairy fog.

This is not a Jun Xiaoyao deliberately hidden, but his own body, plus the sacred bones, so that he tongs and covered the rhyme, and the natural beauty is accompanied.

"My God, is that a monarch?"

"What is the fairy value, love your love!"

"Ah, I am dead!"

When Jun Xiaoyao appeared at the moment, the whole Nantian City was sensational!

Don't say that it is a human monk, at this moment, all female creatures, the eyes are like magnets, tightly adsorbed on Jun Xiaoyi.

Even some male monks are all slightly.

"Shang Cang, why do I see the face of the monarch, so, after the rest of the birth, what kind of man, can I enter my eyes?"

A first-class Tao's arrogant woman, looking up, the beautiful god, is very distressed.

The other Holy Land is a long hair, muttering itself.

"This growth is a Jun stay, if you don't marry you, long hair is not cut, the blue light ancient Buddha, self-combing ..."

This scene is staged in all corners of Nantian City.

It can be said that the emergence of Jun Xiaoyao makes these female monks, almost in place ...

climax.

Rao is those men, they are born, because the gap is too big.

Jun Xiaoyue identity, status, appearance, strength.

Every time, let them look like.

Jun Xiaoyei glanced below.

Those female monks let him remember the brain powder of the previous chasing stars.

Although Jun Xiaoyao has a fairy hurt, but even if it is just a blurry, it is handsome to be shocked, enough to make the female tricks hazy.

"Oh, God is polite, the old road has already prepared a good residence, please ..."

The old man is slightly arch.

Subsequently, under the way of the old man, Jun Xiaoyao and others were separated.

The whole Nantian City is full of endless stalks.

It is conceivable that the appearance of the monarch is far more than the proud of any force, and the influence is much larger.

At this moment, it is within a home in Nantian City.

A young man dressed in silver batt sits.

He is facing and resolute, and there is a staggered scar on the cheek, adding a few cold spun temperament.

In his whisper, electric sheath, countless lightning runes, in the void, exudes a strong destruction fluctuation.

This man is nature is the fifth sequence of the monarch, and the monarch will be robbed.

In front of him, a follower who was shrouded in his body and was told him.

"Is it coming?" In the Jun Wan, there is thunder to weave.

At the same time, with cold color.

He went to Nan Tiancheng in advance, only some disciples of the Taoizong met him.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao is coming, the whole of the Taozzies, the whole staff dispatched, and all the disciples were eager to appear.

Even, the old man who is high than the main position is also contends.

This difference is treated, too obvious.

Although there is also an old meaning of the monarchy day.

But Jun will knew, in fact, the most important reason, or Jun Xiaoyao.

In the eyes of the Taoist Tianzong, the importance of his magic robbery is far from being unhappy.

The followers who were shrouded with black fog were also indignant: "Those who have been in the past is really rubbing, a kid, how can I compare the people?"

This follower is the Tianjiao, which is a winner, named black, from the black cloud.

The ancestors of this race is a black cloud, and it has achieved no supreme.

"No one is born to high, even if it is the joy!"

"I will prove to the monarch, he does not match the zero sequence!" Jun Wanwu is cold and indifferent.

He has suffered from hard, I don't know how much injuries have been injured, and I have a few bitterness to change a fifth sequence.

Jun Xiaoyao is the position of the zero sequence.

Who is changed, and the mentality will explode.

If you ask for you, he is already a restraint.

"Hey, my family is too wrong ..."

The black Soil is in mind, and it is not easy to jockey.

......

In the past few days, Jun Xiaoyao is also in Nantian City.

Although the Emperor of Yuan Tian is exposed, it is really born, there is still a few days.

And in these days, Junfang also left, started with the person in charge of other immortal traces.

They want to join, will be secretly secretly of the whole Yuan Tianshi, become a experience of a later disciple.

Any older generation is not allowed to enter it.

Jun Xiaoyi is not happy, very leisurely in the residence.

Jun Lingli is slight smile: "The son, I heard that Nanyuan Road, there is a native product, clearing the soul tea, exquisite this to buy a son."

Jun Lingxin is a hearty, careful.

She knows that Jun Xiaoyao likes to drink tea, and specially hit this native product.

"Well, it is still a careful, and if you marry you in the future, you will be blessed." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.

Jun Ling is pretty, charming, charming white Jun Xiaoyao.

Her heart has been deciding, and he follows Jun Yao for a lifetime and be his maid.

How can I marry others?

As for letting Jun Xiaoyao marry her?

Jun Lingli still has a self-known understanding, can stay in Jun Xiaoyao when a maid is very good.

She will not take the initiative to make this excessive requirement.

Of course, if Jun is willing, Jun Ling is acceptable.

As for more than ten years old, it is actually ignored by the monks.

Not much time, Jun Ling out and arrived in a market in Nan Tiancheng.

Soon, she found that there is a clear soul tea in the past year.

Just when Jun Ling is ready to buy.

A young figure that is shrouded in the black fog appears indifferent, with a flavor.

"Sorry, this clear tea, I want it!"