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

Fang Han didn't know, Jun Xiaoyao is deliberate, or I really want to do it.

He is now angry, and it can't help but spit the blood.

"You are fine?" The depths of Jun Xiaoyao, with a cool ridicule, but the surface is the same as an attitude.

"Thank you for your concern, there is no problem, just, the body is not hurting." Fang Han criticized his teeth, one word.

"Well, these two kinds of soul should help you recover injuries." Jun Xiaoyao.

Fang Han almost gigant and spit out a blood.

What he want is that the sun and the moon are not dead!

Instead of these two dogs don't eat dog!

But in the end, Fang Han still eats these two demonstrations, because at least some injuries can be restored.

"Fang Han, Fang Han, you are too real."

Looking at the tray, I am refining the spirit, I'm full of hardships, but I don't dare to show the cold, Jun Xiaoye is warm.

Playing heart, Jun Xiaoyao is still not afraid of who.

Don't you want to follow me?

Ok.

Then I will let you follow.

Just this road, Fang Han must put blood.

Because he is the child of the sky, the air transport is amazing.

If there is no square cold, I may not have this sun and the moon.

And this day is not dead, and the conclusion of the square is very fit, which is a firing that is a cold.

Jun Xiaoyao is quite horizontal.

Fang Cold accounts him, it is to pay for it.

The opportunity of this way is the price.

Why is this, Jun Xiaoyao does not want to let Yan Yu and Yan Qing follow himself.

They are all people who are atmospheric, if they are together with Jun, but will affect their progress.

But this party is cold, it doesn't matter, the robbing robbers, the tyrants.

After that, the three people such as Jun Xiaoyao continued to advance.

The various opportunities along the way were got by Jun Xiaoyao and Jiangli.

Even the chances that should belong to the cold, they are all occupied by them.

This makes the square, the anger, but it must be ignored.

This kind of pain is immersed.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are proud of now, then, I will let you always go to the ten borders!" Fang Hanxin is in the silence.

After about a day.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped suddenly.

"Happy brother, what happened?" Jiang Luo asked.

Jun Xiaoyao did not answer.

Because he felt, in the space instrument, the sword of the palette seems to be slightly vibrating, and the sound of Jian Ming.

"The emperor years of swords, is it ..." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

"Go there." Jun Xiaoyao fits to a direction.

The existence of resonance with the emperor of the emperor, is in that direction.

At the same time, on the other side, the champion Hou Yang also found it, and his eyes glared over, and his eyes flashed a lot of excitement.

"It belongs to my opportunity."

In a mountain, a young monk with golden is coming out and is a small West Tianfa.

He hopped to the distance, both hands together: "Amitabha, the treasure, with Xiaoxiao."

......

This is an incomparable plain, but in the plain.

A ancient temple, hung in the skyline of the sky, look at it, like the Temple of Lingxiao.

The power of the void is filled, from time to time, there is a dark space crack, which seems to be a giant beast.

In this plain, there are some Tianjiao vibrating, watching the ancient temples in the skyline of the sky, the eyes are surging the meaning of hot.

"It is definitely a chair!" Some Tianjiao is hot, and the man is surging, and it will be empty.

However, it is just when they want to be close to the ancient temple.

A piece of black shadow like the mainland is blocked, covering everyone.

That is a giant creature similar to the torch, as if it is empty as the sea, breaks out, tearing the space, and the mouth is swallowed toward these days.

"God, that's ... Ancient virtual!" A Tianjiao glamorous bead quickly fell.

The ancient deficiency is a pure blood of the pure blood, rumored to live in the endless void.

It can even live in the horrible void storm.

Of course, this pure blood soul is also extremely horrible.

A mouth, such as the black hole, the outbreak of endless suction, those Tianjiao, there is no resistance to the resistance, it is sucked into it.

The monks below the nine-order, there is no ability to resist the swallowing of the ancient deficiency.

In the ancient virtual body, there is no ordinary monster's flesh and blood, but like a miniature space filled with a void storm.

Any creature that is swallowed by ancient virtual humans will be smashed into a simple energy in its body, and it is absorbed by ancient deficiency.

Equivalent is ancient virtues, and the arrogant is mostly booked in most.

A small number hasn't come to the Tianjiao, and there is a cold sweating behind it.

However, it is strange that the ancient deficiency, it seems to be surrounded around the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the Hall, like a guardian of the beast.

It will not take the initiative to leave that range.

But this way, the hall of the void can take it in.

This kind of eyelix looks at Jinshan, but the sad reminder, so many Tianjin's heart is not cool.

At this time, there is a lightbow brush in the distance, and a movie is settled in the void, which is Yang Pan.

His eyes overlooking the empty hall, and there is a flaming in the eyes.

He is able to feel that the palette of the palette in his body is trembling, and it seems to have a certain resonance.

"Is it ... Pan Huang Void Sword?" Yang Yu's eyes were in the ancient temple.

Around the ancient hall, the power of voids.

This is the same as the characteristics of the emperor.

However, the ancient deficiency next to the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the Temple, made Yang Dish frown.

Even if it is him, it is very difficult to deal with the ancient deficiency of this pure blood.

If it is swallowed by it, there is absolutely a risk of falling.

He is the sky, it can be difficult to resist the power of the ancient deficiency, the void storm.

"How is this good?" Yang Zi brow frowned deeply.

At this time, another direction, there is a Buddha light, and there is a song.

A monk in a golden appeared in the law.

"Well? Xiaoxiao Buddha?"

Seeing the arrival of the law, Yang Biopgrach was picking up.

The same is immortal forces in the fairy, Yang Pan naturally knows the famous Buddha.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the championship of Wu Wu, fortunately." The Fahai saw Yang Pan and his hands were all ten.

Yang Pan face has no change.

He is not interested in what Buddha, even bored.

However, he heard that this little West Tiantian Buddha seems to be in the Tiandao Building, because Jun is soaring.

This is a point that can be utilized.

Fahai, obviously also thought of Yang Zi and Jun Xiaoyao's hatred.

They look at each other, although they are all, but they are showing a laugh.

"Fahai, there is no accident, there should be, it should also enter the 10th rule." Yang Pan Road.

"Amitabha, Xiaoyu, Jun Xiaoyao, there is also a result in consequences."

Just in the two, a certain tacit approach.

A warm and cold voice, spurs from the distance.

"I finally decided to allocate my gods?"

I heard this sound, Yang Pan and the law, and the eyes suddenly turned.

In the eyes, it is a deep grievances.

The master, finally came!