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

The four ancient countries, the grand country of the Qinglong, was rolled down by a striker.

Blood splashing is long, very ignorant.

Everyone stayed, I didn't expect a saints to be gently passed.

The master of the Qinglong, headed down, and the expression was condensed, and doubtful, and did not understand.

As if confused, I am a saint, how can I be a trick?

However, not only this, but the piano killing blade is not reduced, and continue to forth four saints.

Bang!

The sharp roar sounds.

Two saints, it is directly destroyed, and the waist is cut off.

The rest of the two is also hit hard, although not thoroughly disintegrating, but it has been broken.

The whole battlefield, quietly landed.

The champion Hou Yicheng gave a tremble, revealing a confidence.

Jun Xiaoyao's caregiver, is it so strong?

The original Yang is thought that Jun Xiaoyao has a guardian, it is estimated that it is just a realm of saints.

In the high realm of the high, it is generally impossible to be willing.

The guardian of Jun Xiaoyao, and the strength is clearly not limited to the realm of saints.

"Is it a saints?" Yang Pan face is very ugly.

Since become the championship, he has never had such a big loss.

Now, he is almost lost in high-end combat, and the remaining two damage is almost no combat power.

And Jun Xiaoyao, do not mention the horrible guards of the power, there are three people.

Plus the arms of the american and Xuanwu ancient countries.

The championship has grown.

Seeing this situation, Yang Pai deep breathing road: "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really have to be right with this Hou Ye, is it better now?"

Yang Zi is not stupid, it is here, if it is hard to go, it is his.

"Oh, don't you still be strong before, now you will have a step down?" Jun Xiaoyeded.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this Hou Ye is giving you a face, with me is an enemy, there is no benefit!" Yang Pan looks is fine.

"This God wants your face, then say, my enemy is so much, I am not a horses?" Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

He no longer says, raises his hand.

The fierce golden blood is empty, turns into a lifelike golden idol, which seems to be suppressed.

In the face of this championship, Jun Xiaoyao does not need to use the big magical power, directly take the slap, you can solve the battle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are in the grave of the kit!" Yang Pan roared, and it was also a big god of his own.

However, in his district, the royal family is not around, how is the enemy of Jun Xiaoyao?

Hey!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed, directly putting the Yang disk into blood, and shredded.

When seeing this scene, everyone feels scallops.

The championship is divided, so it is died by a palm.

"The monarch show, is it strong to this level?" Many generals were surprised.

Their realm is higher than that of Jun Xiaoyao, but at this moment, I saw Jun Xiaoyao's fierce posture, and there is a feeling in my heart.

Just at the same time in Jun Xiaoyao.

Far from the district of Wu, a magnificent, purple, and the temple in the temple.

A roar, spread from it.

"Jun Xiaoyao, my Yang Pan and you are not two!"

I heard this voice, those mates outside the temple came from, pale, and horrified.

If Yang Zi is an angry, it is a great horror than the monk.

"I seem to have heard the name of the monarch, what hadge he produced?" Some people were shocked, and they thought.

At this time, in the temple, the sound of Yang Hui cold ice was introduced.

"Come, passed the Hou Ye command, scattered news, I champion Hou Yang Pan, will be in the palace of God, the Forbidden City, the battle of the monarch, Jun Yao!"

"Time, it will be in the day of the Ming Moon, this Hou Ye is going to be in the face of all the power of the fairy, and he will step on the foot!"

I heard this, around the whole hall, all the servants are petrochemical, widened, and take a breath.

The district of the district is the champion of the championship, and it is the war of the ancient monarch.

This is not a small thing, if you pass it, you will set off a big wave!

Plus time is selected in the days of Wu Mingyue, how hot will be in the district.

How many power will there be attracted?

unimaginable……

"A Tianjiao hegemony is to kick off, I hope that Hou Ye can laugh at the end." An old servant sighed.

At each time, in Suzaku, the ancient country.

Jun Xiaoyao did not know that Yang Zi has been anger to fight him.

But even if you know, Jun Xiaoyao estimates will not have any waves.

Dare to use him in front of him?

It's ok to suppress it.

There are countless people around them, and they still have a shocking meaning in the pupil.

Jun Xiaoyao is faint.

Just shoot a poplar, for him, it's really not big.

Jun Xiaoyao is a probe, and a ring is flashing in the bloody blood of the Yang disk.

Jun Xiaoyu raised his hand, and he also grabbed him in his hand.

There is a soul seal on the ring, Jun Xiaoyao is free to urge the Trushes in the honest.

That is like the true spirit of the micro-shrinkage, it is released a power of the soul.

Although Jun Xiaoyao is terrible, the soul cultivation is not pulled down.

He has been cultivating chaotic god enamel idea.

The power of Jun Xiaoyao, it is easy to break through the seal of the ring.

Some of these messy things, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care.

He cares about the bronze compass component.

Sure enough, three bronze compass components are there.

"Yang Zah, Yang Pan, you plan for so long, and finally not I took the peach, it was Xiao Chen No.2." Jun Xiaoyed smiled.

The planning of Yang is painful, but finally it is full of Jun.

He knows that Yang Fe is in this moment, it is certainly anger to explode.

Jun Xiaoyao incorporated three compass components in its own spatial man.

In this way, four compass parts, he has set it.

But now, it is obvious that it is not a study.

Jun Xiaoyao sweeps the next side, the Qinglong ancient army, every person's face is awkward.

Those generals, the eyes are more faint to show a hate.

After all, their national owners are also indirectly dead in Jun Xiaoyao.

"The goddess command, the generals of the Qinglong, the soldiers above the soldiers," Jun Xiaoyu is boat. "

"Yes!"

Don't stay in the Skull, the owner of the White Tiger and Xuanwu, the main rush to grab the drink.

Since they are incense, they must now take a little attitude.

Soon, they will kill the Qinglong ancient countries, and those soldiers have surrendered.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao is issued, will integrate four ancient countries, unified integration into four pictures ancient countries.

And the chosel is the top of the four pictures of the ancient country.

And his successor is a worship.

The wind wave of the four ancient countries is also.

However, waves, just set off ...