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

"Hey, congratulations, get a seven star reward, the emperor years!"

As the system voice falls, Jun Xiaoyao is void, and it is suddenly drawn.

Immediately, a handle had an ancient sword with an quaintness, and it appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword, the ancient sword who saw in the Yang dish before Jun Xiaoyao was almost.

It's just that the royal spirit is filled with a living, and the sword is also engraved with hundreds of millions of people.

And the emperor of the emperor, the intelligence of the emperor flows.

On this sword, the carved is the sun and the moon, and the four seasons are changed, and the years are lapse.

Look at it, gives people a vicissitudes of breath.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of the swords of the plate."

Rao is a quiet personality with Jun Xiaoying, and it is also a rare intention to expose.

Although the sign-in reward is random, it seems to have some relationships with the same sign.

This, there is no rule.

However, no matter what, can get a seven-star reward, but it is still a sword of the emperor. This is absolutely an accident.

"Don't I get into the non-emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

He has been sign in to the Suzaku Gu Guohuang Palace, but also gets four star rewards.

Shake your head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, holding the emperor years.

When he felt, he felt that the force of a year was flowing.

His whole arm seems to be aging in time.

At this time, the twenty big Rhodia bone in his arm, resist the erosion of this longitude.

"Interesting, if other people get this royal boy, it will be difficult to use for a while." Jun Xiaoyao.

The strength of the years, very mysterious, and horrible.

If a general person is close to this royal family, it is afraid that it will be aging immediately and aging.

Unless some strong people can hard support with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao mentally motion, hand-held emperor, caste, and then the bronze begins.

When I was awkward, a half-fantasy sword was swept away, and those bronze, they started decaying, aging, and then directly turned into a copper rust powder.

"It's really strong." Jun Xiaoyi nodded.

With his current realm, it will not play much strength to the emperor.

But this is a sword, but the power is powerful to the extreme.

Suddenly, the supreme bone in Jun Xiaoyao, once again trembled, as a result of a certain resonance.

"The sacred bones have been active, and the last time is because of the round of gold." Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

Think so, the next epicon of the bones seems to be related to the reincarnation of the same year.

"It seems that there is time, I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy, find out if the round of the Holy Spirit can make my supreme bone." Jun Xiaoyao.

He put the emperor's hailr revenue spatial instrument.

"If the Wushen Lord, I know that he is working hard, I got it, I got it, I was afraid of the vomiting blood?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

At the moment, the panel is in the hands of Yang Pan.

The emperor is in the hands of Jun.

Finally, only the emperor's void sword.

"Don't worry, I will stay in Yang Pan, not to take him as suffering, look for the palette void sword, I just want to grab him."

Jun Xiaoyao did not have a legacy, I have long thought of it.

The only value of Yang Pan lives is to help him find the last palette void sword.

That discord of Wu Shen, obviously also holding this idea.

However, Jun Xiaoyou does not mind, what he wants to get, no one can take it.

"The light is this royal year of the sword, it will not be white." Jun is moving forward.

Even in the end, Jun Xiaoyao did not find the opportunity to find the vision of the abbot, but he didn't have a pity.

A sword, closer.

After getting rid of those bronze, Jun Xiaoyao also continued to go deep into Wuling.

Ancient temple, lively dust.

Most of these temples are empty.

Obviously, the chairmanship in the inside has been taken away by Wu Zhen.

As for some of the occasional Some Santanes, Pharmaceuticals, Herbs, Wang Hou weapons, etc., Jun Xiaoyao is completely unfinished.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao.

The palace is located in the deep corner of the Panlings, and the surroundings are piles.

There is even some chains outside, and the area is in the area, so I don't want people to be close.

" ... that is ..." Jun Xiaoyao is dark.

In this past Wuling, most places can see traces of some people explore.

Only one hall is there, it seems that there is no trace.

And around, it seems that there is a bloody mist.

Let Jun Xiaoyao are curious, not only the heterogeneous of the temple.

Because of his rural island, there is a trace of reactions.

Jun Xiaoyao must be sure to go straight.

He pushed the door of the temple, and it was dark.

A shaft of yin wind blowing, the average person is absolutely scared to sweat, but Jun is so light.

His rural ancient sacred body, restrained all demon ghosts, dark strength, so it is worthless.

At this time, the darkness of the darkness sounded the lock of the laser.

That feeling, it seems to be something that is chained by the chain prisoner, start moving.

"Well?" Just like it.

A bloody boxing, suddenly bursting from the dark depth.

At the same time, there is also the sound of the wild beast.

"What ghost?"

Jun Xiaoyao's right arm is rampted, 20 big Rhodian bones are light, and the sacred breath is lingering, and the blood color boxing is collided with.

boom!

A shock, the whole palace is shaking.

Under the reflection of the Big Romans, he also saw the figure in front of him.

It's a long hanging to the ground, like a wild.

A pair of scarlet scorpions are full of confusion.

But let Jun Xiaoyao is in the image, but his body.

It is also a rural island!

boom!

After a hitting, Jun Xiaoyao and the wild people followed.

Jun Xiaoyao's arm is numb.

"It's also good to bother with big Luoxian bones and idiots, or the result is difficult." Jun Xiaoyao is very dignified.

In this Wuling depth, within the temple being banned.

How can there be a rural embarrassment?

And it is not an ordinary wild ancient sacred body.

This absurd island, feeling like some transformation, the abstraction of the abstraction.

That's right, it is the fallen toast!

Because of the blood of the sacred body, it is a sacred gold, and this is a ostrich of the sacred body. It is an ominous dark red.

"This is a fallen saint, and it will definitely be the emperor of Wu Wu. What exists in the end?"

Jun Xiaoyao is full of confusion.