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

The whole trend is full of silence.

Looking at Xiao Chen that is heavy, many people are cold.

Xiao Dust's strength is obvious.

And now, it is actually easy to defeat.

He before and Yang Pan, but it is still tangled for a long time.

It can be seen from here that Jun Xiaoyao is not a booty.

"Damn!" Yang Pan gods, the long gun hole wore, once again.

There is also a phoenix and then continue to shoot.

Feng Qingling was hit hard and it could no longer shot.

Her eyes are deep, and it is also a fear, it seems to have a shadow, and I don't dare to go to Jun.

Ye Xingyun and Wang Gang two people were also shot.

At the moment, Yang Pan, Huang Xuanyi, Ye Xingyun, Wang Gang.

The whole four Tianjiao, at the same time, surrounded by Jun Xiaoyao.

This is very amazed.

You know, young Tianjiao, which is not a high arrogance.

However, now, in the face of Jun Xiaoyao, which is like a mountain, they can only choose to shoot at the same time.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao is standing in the top of the Forbidden, and nine days, it seems like overlooking the people.

And the four people, such as challenge the mortal of God.

This scene, like the four warriors, jointly playing a big BOSS.

Jun Xiaoyao is that final BOSS!

"Come on, even though, this god gives you, struggling opportunity!" Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

Yang Pan burst into systemic mana and perfuse into the mount of the mount.

Thousands of guns are in the same time.

The Phoenix Xuanyi pointed to his own eyebrows, the red red flame is like a torrent.

"It is the phoenix of Wan Huang Lingshan, and it is rumored that this fire can be burned ..." Many people look at the cold.

Ye Xingyun is a hands rotation, as if there are countless big stars, in his hands, and turn around to a wheel.

This is the martial arts of the martial arts that amwaken from memory.

The roulette came out, cross the sky, like countless stars, rolling.

Wang Gang is also a shot, and the boxing is illuminated by Tianyu. I wavily swayed out, that is the king of the Wang family, fluctuating the king.

Four big arrogance, strong tricks.

It can be said that if anyone else, standing in the position of Jun Xiaoyao, you have to be cold and will have despair and weak.

And Jun Xiaoyao, the look is in the extreme.

Perhaps because of the invincible, Jun Xiaoyao does not know, what is a jealous and fear.

He urged the idol of the prison, and the golden gangming was empty, and it turned into a golden idol of the caller.

The idol of this head is incomparable, lifelike, and squeezed over the world.

The power, the light is to see, and it is gone.

"Strong breath, the mandarin of the monarch, what is it coming?" A group of monks turned over the aromatic and surprised.

Countless people are watching, Jun Xiaoyao's four big arrogance, what results will be.

"One force breaks the law, this world, there is no absolute force can't be broken!"

Jun Xiaoyao right hand presses, the force of twenty big rhodes is again opposed.

Plus God's imaginations of prison spirit of billion pounds, this power is simply!

Bang!

The sky is shocked, the sky is over!

It seems like a whole space, you have to be packed up by Jun Xiaoyi!

boom!

The void has created a storm, as if it is unable to bear the !

boom!

Dramatic explosion, spread throughout the entire god!

At this moment, all people of Huangdu are looking up and seeing the scenes of their life!

The center of the collision, like a hundred nuclear balls blown!

Looking far away, just like it is open!

This kind of collision, spare is the power of Wuwu Shen, all of which are amazed.

Panwu Shenli directly shot, limiting the horror fluctuation.

But even so, the space he released is still oscillating.

It's hard to imagine that it is just a move that is released by the Tianjiao.

In this ultimate collision.

The sound of the four vomiting bloods.

Yang Pan, Huang Xuanyi, Ye Xingyun, Wang Gang four people, there is no money in the mouth, if you don't want money.

They skeletal fragmented, they were injured, and the breath wilted a lot.

"How is it possible!" The Phoenix Xuan is a horror.

Ye Xingyun is also a blank brain, and some will not come.

Wang Gang's eye is screaming.

This kind of power, even if his brother, Wang Jiaoyu Emperor is a slightly better.

Of course, the most horrific, or the Yang feet.

He is awkward, there is no one, and it is more released before, and says that he should be with Jun Xiaoyao, the battle is the top of the Forbidden.

As a result, don't say that he is alive, even if the four are aligned, it is rolled by Jun.

This contrast is too huge.

If the news came out, he boasted the laughter of everyone in the world.

"No, how can I be defeated, it is impossible!" Yang Pan looks.

The essence of his character is a self-private small citizen, just because of the air transport, it will be able to board the position of the championship.

At this moment, it is naturally anger.

He is directly in the power of the royalty of the royal pont.

A breath of life is filled, making the injury on him quickly recovered, reaching the peak.

"Is that the power of the royal family?" Many people were surprised.

The Lord of the district is muttered: "As long as there is the royal spirit of the sword, Yang Pan's vitality is difficult to die, so he is born in an invincible place."

This is also the self-confidence of the Pan Shen Lord to Yang.

At this moment, Ye Xingyun, the Phoenix Xuanyi, Wang Gang three people are directly withdrawn from the battlefield.

They know that now Junxiao is not their enemy.

"Jun Xiaoyao, even if you want, let you taste the power of the royal spirit!"

Under the moisture of the Yang Pan, an ancient sword is filled with the ancient breath, from his body slowly emerged.

This is not just a sword, but the real plate of the emperor.

On the sword, it is depicting the scene of the mountains and rivers, hundreds of millions of life, and the scenes of the ancient times worship.

Ancient swords came out, there was a vast aulweil, as if the Dawu Dawei exposed a sense of majesty.

Although the panel is the royal spirit, it is only one-third of the emperor's emperor, but the power is not a general ancient biller.

Almost all are close to the quilted soldiers.

Of course, with the strength of the Yangzhan, it is obviously unable to complete the power of the royal spirit.

It is said that it is a lot of appreciation.

"Oh ... but relying on a sword, you can still say it straight to you." Jun opened.

Really powerful, comes from its own strength, not foreign objects.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao has always pays attention to the improvement of its own strength, the cultivation of the flesh, rarely relying on various foreign objects.

Quasi-TRAND, is the monarch can't get it?

Of course it is available.

As long as Jun is wanted, don't say an emperor, even the real polar emperor, the monarch will lend him.

But is it useful?

Lost the weapons, it will be retrieved immediately.

So at this moment, I saw Yang Pan with the power of the Royal Sword, Jun Xiaoyao appeared very disdain.

"Let me wake you ..."

Jun Xiaoyao muttered, and the chest was light.

To the bones, start!