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

This world is falling into death.

Looking at the black soil that was killed by the tweeks, all monks were secretly swallowed throughout the Nantian City.

Black Soil is a black cloud, not only weak, but it is very strong.

Its strength is even comparable to some big education prides, Tao Tianjiao.

Otherwise, he is impossible to become a follower of the monarch.

Now, between Jun Xiaoyuan, there is no effort to blow the gray, and you will kill a Tianjiao.

This makes those monks who first saw Jun Xiaoyao, and they were emerging.

Mun family, zero sequence, name is not intriguing!

"Jun Yao!"

A roar, such as flatness and thunder.

That is the magic, the angered hair rushing, and the eyes shot three-foot Thunder, showing his inner, angry to the extreme.

My own followers, when I was killed in my face, this is the naked face.

And it is still not to stay.

boom!

Jun will not say anything more, he can't stand it completely.

What consequences will cause, then, now, now the magic, just want to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

When he slammed him, the horrible thunderstand was poured, and it turned into Wan Dao Lei, and the volatility was so shocking.

This is a powerful thunderous martial arts, eight wild thunder.

Plus the robbery of the robbery, one palm, the Tianjiao of any Shenqiao, will not die.

"God is careful!"

Jun said that he can't help but remind him.

Although he knows that Jun is very strong, the monarch is not weak.

The two people who have not blocked the king of the king before.

However, Junfa swords just said that it is, it is, and the pupil is slow.

Jun Xiaoyao five fingers fist, a punching, no smoke, but it seems to have exploded the voice of the dragon!

A Zhen Dragon, entangled with his fists, and burst!

It is the god of Zulong's nest, Dragon Boxing.

At the same time, in his body, seven thousand gang particles, brought hundreds of billion pounds, with this punch!

Double power is superimposed, the shares fluctuates, as if they want to push the sky!

Bang!

The horrible manager is spread, like a small nuclear bomb blows, the whole Nantian City seems to tremble with three trembling.

Among the attention of everyone, a figure, from the core of the collision, such as the disconnection kite is generally flying, blood splashing Cangtian!

Herone is a million robbery!

His figure fly, the arm of punch is twisted with a weird gesture, obviously the bones are broken.

He is pale, looking at Jun Xiaoyao, with an unprecedented shock!

A lot of things, if you don't have your experience, just bystand, you can't experience the despair!

The monarch will now finally realize that the despair of Ye Xingyun and Longhao Tiantian.

It seems that it is not a person.

But a young boy!

"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength ..." Jun Wanjun hurts the shape of the retro, and the pupil is slightly trembled.

Not only is him, but the people of the whole Nantian City are stunned.

The jun fighter sword is full!

He knows that Jun is not afraid of the king, but it didn't expect it to be this rolling situation.

"God's adult, really invincible ..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.

"Gong ..." Jun Lingmu is full of admire the color of admire.

This is her master, this world is invincible!

"I don't believe, come again!"

How is the king of the robbery, after all, is also the rise from the bottom, and the heart is still persistent than Ye Xingyun.

He is obviously impossible to enroll.

The monarch warfare table thunder is entangled, the bones broken the arm issued a sound of the sound, and the rear arm actually recovered.

"It is not a thunder, rumored this kind of physique, with the quenching of the sky, and the flesh is unbelievable!"

Seeing the army robbery recovering the initial arm, many monks flashed.

Thunder robbers, in the three thousand physiques in the top three hundred, have their own extraordinary.

"What is the strength of the flesh, it is not broken by the monarch of the monarch, can only say that the thunderman is a slag compared with the ridiculous body of the body!"

Many female monks took the mouth and disdain.

At this moment, they have long been a brain powder of Jun.

Ask the color of the color and strength, the young Tianjiao, the whole, the wildflower field,?

At this moment, the monk will rob the sky, and the thunder is thundered.

He looked at Jun Xiaoyao, no one, no one.

"I built the truth, the body of the body, when I was punished for the sky, I control Wan Dao Rei!"

"Barbi is banned, the thunder!"

The magic will be robbed, and the hundreds of millions of heavy lights are in the void.

Black robbery, as if there is a distant god, this kind of scene, shake people.

"Let's punish the sky, ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao faces.

"The sky is in front of this god, and I have to bow my head, let alone are you!" Jun Xiaoyao fluttering, a cold language, domineering.

He urged the golden spirit of the rural ancient sacred body, and the majestic manager crushed, and faintly condensed into a golden idol of the ancient times.

The idol is hurt, and it is protected to the extreme.

At the same time, his left hand evolved the soldiers, knife gun swords, ax hook fork, thousands of gods were condensed from the void, with a sound of the killing of the world.

And his right hand, the dragon, expansion of the shadow of the true dragon, is the Zulong nest of the Zulong nest, Zhenlong is trapped from the dragon.

I have been out of the two words, the real dragon is shaking the sky, I cram hits the lightning god of the black robbery, the two-phase collision, the sky!

Ten thousand kindrails, it is impact to the monarch.

"how come……"

I haven't responded yet, I was hit.

Even if he is full of defense, it is also a violent impact, can't help but spit a large number of blood, bone break.

Jun Xiaoyao worships the wings of the devil, the void is very fast, and the moment will fall into the monarch, and the power is bleed, and the foot is falling, like the king of God.

boom!

A sound from a skull.

He is directly on the king of the king.

The two people are like a meteor fall.

Along with a roar.

Jun Wanhua has a heavy impact in the ground, and the foot of Jun is still in the king of the king, and it is negative behind him.

The clothes are fluttering, not dyed.

This contrast, too huge, which makes people feel untrue.

The fifth sequence of the monarch, at this moment by Jun Xiaoyao at the foot, can't move.

Is it a kill?

It is definitely not that the gentle of the monarch will be in the eyes.

Then there is only one result.

Just Jun Xiaoyao is too strong.

And many people have seen it, and Jun Xiaoyao has nothing to use all the strength.

He is even unwinding to the vision of the bones and the body.

"Jun Xiaoyao, let go of your feet!" Jun Wanli rose into a pig liver, anger, can't keep calm.

boom!

Jun Xiaoyao heard the words, but once again, it was once again reduced, so that the monk won the blood, and the chest was broken.

"The old man is not a fifth sequence, it is not so long." Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

"I haven't lost it yet, just give me a time ..." Jun Wan robbed the gods and unwilling.

"My opponent will be lost, I will give you more than 100,000 years, you can only look at my back, until I don't see it ..."

Jun Xiaoyi, simply killing people.

Jun Wanli's face is red, and then spit out the blood of a heart, it is directly to be honestly collapsed!