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

boom!

After a deafening sound, the colorful thunder killed the place where Jun is located.

In an instant, the seven-color Thunder spread out, filled the quarter, and made a sound of the .

Jiang Luo pioneered sea, a whole, the whole person is a wooden, and the body can't move.

"Did you die?" The surroundings were arrogant.

Ji Dynasty and others, the eyes are also dead and lock in the top of the altar.

According to reason, Jun Xiaoyao is completely impossible to resist colorful thunder.

As the thunder is scattered, everyone's eyes are solidified.

Their faces are both a horror.

Because Jun is so safe!

And he is safe and sound, because there is a brighter shore figure, blocking in front of him.

The brunette is dropped at the feet, and the whole person exudes a breath such as a magic.

It is a fallen toast!

The fallen saints are angry, the black hair flutters, like a unrelexible world!

"This……"

Don't say it is a person, it is Jun Xiaoyao himself, and it is also a moment.

He did not put his soul, perfuse it into the fallen branch.

In other words, the current fallen branch is based on their will, rather than being controlled by Jun.

But this ... how is it?

Jun Xiaoye has doubts.

However, he thought that when he was handled in the manifest, some moments were observed, and there was a little clear.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao did not care too much, thinking is the illusion.

Now it seems that the abstraction of the sacred body is still a deep sense of consciousness?

"But why do he take the initiative to take a while?" Jun Xiaoyao once again produced doubts.

At this time, the sky is again bombed again.

For can't kill the killing, the sky is like a very angry, and a colorful thunder is ruined.

Every Thunder can easily kill the saints.

The fallen sacred body roared, the feet took place on the ground, and the whole person sprouts and greeted those thunder.

In the ten border crack, it is not allowed to have a strong strong.

But at this moment, the fallen sacred body is only simple to resist the strength of the colorful thunder, and there is no mana of the Shengjing.

boom! boom! boom!

A thunder is in the abstinence, but the abstine is a step.

Even if his flesh began to crack, there is no refund.

Jun Xiaoyei breathed a breath, he did not hesitate, grasp this time, continue to enlighten.

In his body, the Ten Cities has been completely disappeared, and it is made into order, nourishing the energy.

The energy of the group is the way to Jun Xiaoyao.

Among them, there is a scene that has opened the sky, the scene of evolving the chaotic chaotic appears.

With the gradual diffuse, the void around him is a little collapsed, and it is virtual.

It seems like Jun Xiaoyao, to overcome the rules of ourselves above the Tiantiandao.

"I'm going out, Wan Dao collapsed!"

Jun Xiaoyao has a great understanding, he will focus on ourselves.

He is in our own body, as if it begins to evolve a world.

That is his world, it belongs to his way, it belongs to his way.

With the deepening of Jun Xiaoyou, the power of colorful thunder robbery is also getting stronger.

Even the flesh of the abstinence is to start cracking, gradually collapsed.

However, the fallen saint, but it is still like a hard wall, and it is far away from everything.

This may be that the same is a kind of shearing that is a rural island.

The fallen holy hopes, Jun Xiaoyao can raise the ancient Holy Valve, and go out of an unprecedented road.

To deepe the ancient sacred body, lift all shackles and curse.

boom!

In the end, endless colorful thunder robbery, it is directly overwhelmed.

His flesh, starting to disintegrate.

After all, the fallen branch is a degenerate body, not a wilderness of the whole day.

His flesh is also a numerous experiment, transformation, and finally lost the characteristics of some absurd.

Therefore, in this horrible destroyed thunder, the fallen sacred body could not support it.

His flesh, starting quartep of five crackers, and finally cracking.

In the mating of the broken.

It seems that there is a sentence, it passed into the mind of Jun.

"The Holy Valley is, it is leaned by you."

"Remember ... go to the ridiculous temple ..."

boom!

After holding the Jun Xiaoyu, after the last remaining heat.

The fallen sacred body is finally completely collapsed, and it is flying as average, disappearing in the world.

I have heard this words, there is no time movement.

He is concentrating on the road.

However, he heard it, and remembered in the heart.

There is no obstacle to the abstain of the abstain.

Colorful thunder robbery, finally can be ignored to Jun.

At this time, the British altar is surrounded by endless English.

Before Jun Xiaoyao wanted to board the top of the altar, he also had a million universal.

And now I'm thrown out, where is there.

There is a few hundred thousand.

Don't think this figure is very large.

You must know that this has experienced numerous era and time, and the number accumulated.

"This ... is it really a road!"

Seeing hundreds of thousands of universities, ginger blots have a white face.

Ji Dynasty and the little magic fairy are also a little cold.

They know that this road may be difficult, but I didn't expect it.

Nothing to follow the road.

But the next moment, it was a surprising thing.

Tens of thousands of universal, not for Jun, but wiped a roar against Shang Cang!

Yes, it is the roar of God!

They used to board the ancient people who won the altar, and they also wanted to open up their own path.

But they all failed.

Because God, it must stop them.

Now, after many era, some people finally have someone, it is possible to go out of their own path.

These universities have come out, not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao, deal with this unfair!

With anything, people are being trapped in the heavens and the earth!

With anything, they can only make prisoners in the shackles!

This is the resistance to fate!

Bang!

Tens of thousands of universal, picking up, rebellious!

This is a kind of horrible force, even even colorful thunder, it is necessary to retreat!

Jun Xiaoyao, is revolved around hundreds of thousands of spirits, like the only god.

Looking at the fallen tolerance of the gray to the smoke and looked at the British Spirit that was held for him.

Even if Jun is happy, there is a cold meaning in the eyes.

In his body, Dantian, the group energy is infinitely compressed, and finally, it seems to be empty.

But in the virtual, there is a bit suddenly emerged.

This point, it seems that all things are included, tolerate the universe, a new road gradually emerged.

This point does not belong to this world, but Jun Xiaoyao is created.

At this point, it is about to be formed.

Above the sky, the colorful thunder robbery is interleaved, and it is finally for a Thunder's face.

That Thunder's face, is not huge, crowded with the sky.

It opened, the horrible Thunder light column came to the Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if it is that hundreds of thousands of universities, struggling to fight, they are unable to resist, and they are in the screams into ashes.

In the face of this hoping to kill his last trick.

Jun Xiaoyao calm down.

His way, his way, is about to form, how can I give up here?

"Come on, I am joy, want to be higher than the Trial Trial!"

Jun is a cold drink, raising his hand, three swords, scratching the sky, appearance.

The faint approval is actually a faint emperor, which is exuded.

"That is……"

Ji Qingyi, Xiaomuo, forget Chuan, Jiangli, Yu Yu, Yan Qing Ying, and all the remaining Tianjiao.

The pupil is big, and I will take a sigh of breath, and my heart has a honderry!

That is ... The power of the emperor!