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

As we all know, the vitality of the vitality is a cold and ominous place.

Funeral, most of them are born with death, naturally restricted by Thunder, flame, etc.

Therefore, in the valulent soil, Jun Xiaoyao has almost never encounters the spirit of the power of the Thunder Flame.

Even, it is also some of the special energy such as some glorines, the creature.

In front of this, this bones, the power of the thunder, is the thunder's power that is just the educational.

This is something surprised.

The only possibility is that this Thunder is not the energy of the bones.

But it is obtained from anywhere.

What did this represent?

Represents big firms!

Jun Xiaoyao took the palm, which hundreds of billion pounds, shredded, crushed the bones.

He picked up a piece of broken bone, and he was close to the thunder.

"Good complex ripples, it is going to be close to some big gods." Jun Xiaoyao flashed.

The big god is very rare, such as the real dragon, the gods of God, the unicorn, the unicomotes, etc.

Even if it is a Jun Xiaoyao, it will not be valued for this big magistrate.

"Still in front." Jun Xiaoyao continued to deepen.

Along the way, the thunder's strength of the thunder is also more and more.

This also represents, the direction of Jun Xiaoyao is not wrong.

In a border of the burial soil, here is a silver mountain range.

The whole mountain is silver, it seems that the baptism of the endless thunderstorm is quenched.

And in the middle of the mountain, there is a hole, and there is no endless thunder.

In the outer circumference of the mountain, the bones of all kinds of thunder's power are fighting.

And fighting with them, it is the top of the Ten King of the Ten King of Jiuqi.

In addition to Chu Tianba, the rest of the Ten Xiao Tian arrogant is here, including .

After entering the burial, they have acquired some homes, and then they have encountered some kinds of skeletal creatures that can show mine attribute power, and finally aggregate here.

"In the cave, it is likely to have a thunder system to treasure, or the thunder is big!" Long Xiang's eyes were hot.

Although the funeral rumor is a thunder, the god seems to be some inappropriate.

But as the top of the Ten Kings, the Tianjiao, which is not a pride of the sky, and the cultivation of the thunder is not too difficult.

Moreover, the Lei Tong will attack the force, you can use it when you use it.

"It's these skeletal spirits too much trouble." Mo Ling said.

At the same time, his eyes are still light, but also sweeping through the , with a hot color.

"Look again, this princess digs your eyes!" .

Don't look at her to Jun Xiaoyao, the general is gentle.

But for others, there is no good face.

Especially like Mo Ling, this Lai Pei snake, looks that she is not comfortable, pitter's bumps.

If the color of Jun Xiaoyao is pleasing to the eye.

That ink is the horrible man.

"You ... Hey, anytime, the kid can not live out of the funeral." Mo Ling snake smashed.

Suddenly, there is a sound in the distance.

"Oh, really?"

I heard this voice, the ink is tight, the rest of Longxiang, Jiu Qi and other Tianjiao, but also suddenly turned around.

In the distance, Jun Xiaoyao Yard wins, the hand is going to come.

He smashed his light, swept it, then his eyes fell in the cave.

"Is that the opportunity?" Jun Xiaoyao revealed a look of interest.

"Jun Ge ..."

,,, .. ,

Mo Ling and others face, extremely ugly.

The chair of this place is probably the biggest opportunity of the burial perimeter.

If you continue to deepen, they will probably have the worry of life.

At the moment, Jun Xiaoyao appeared, undoubtedly, I want to eat this piece of fat, and even the grades will leave them.

"Why are you still doing here, don't you roll?" Jun Xiaoyao relief.

Simple, straight, there is no turning angle, flowers whistle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this place is we discovered first, not belonging to you." Long Xiang silently.

"How is it, you don't roll, then you die!"

Jun Xiaoyao did not say, directly shot, a penny, like a corner, and suppress Dragon Xiang.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you ...!" Long Xiang didn't expect that Jun Xiaoyao is so fruit, and it is not a way.

He showed secrets, the body has skyrocketed, behind the bones shock, spread out of the white bones, with a sense of extremely hard.

At the same time, the death dragon is rolling in front of him and turns into a sided shield.

A slap.

Tens of billion pounds of the gods poured on the bone shield, and they crushed them in an instant. At the same time, Longxiang's whole body was also awkward.

"Everyone is shot!" Mo Ling screamed.

This time, these ten small king Tianjiao did not hesitate, and one by one quickly shot.

Bloody Tianjiao, refining the corpse Tianjiao, all started in the first time.

They respectively show the means.

Bloody Tianjiao, once again sacrificed the blood sea, flush the world, release endless death.

Defining the corpse of Tianjiao, then once again sacrificed a coffin, the coffin fried in the void.

An ancient corpse of a black hair appeared.

This Red Mo Mo is a strong person who refines the corpse. It is to deal with Jun Xiaoyao specialized in order to funeral.

The strength of this Red Mao Mao, even soon catching up with the strength.

There are also nine sessions, and there are also crackdown in the beast, it is also looking for opportunities.

Just as the top ten kings level, Tianjiao, the time of Jun Xiaoyou.

In the spatial crack peripheral, in void, it also explicit the scene of the battle in the burial.

Seeing a small Ten King Tianjiao, once again, the group will be happy.

The funeral lingering in the scene is extremely nervous, and it is afraid to repeat the same mistakes.

"Will n't, this time it is estimated that the nine sessions will shoot, it can be the existence of Chu Tianba."

"Yes, there is also the red Mao Youth, repairing it is so fast, who can stop?"

There are many ...

The ghost face is a burial emperor, standing in the empty, looking at this scene, not talking.

In the burial, the war was opened.

Red Mao Magic Yart is rushed to, is incomparable, fierce god, and the magical is iv.

Jun Xiaoyao blaming, the Red Moi Devil, the whole chest is depressed, but there is no disintegration.

"Do you think that things like last time will happen?" Defining corpse Tianjiao is cold.

His face is very pale, there is a blood left in his mouth.

Red Mao Magic, after all, beyond his control, now a forgive mismatch, also has great harm to him.

Bloody Tianjiao and Melo, the time to take advantage of Jun Xiaoyao was hit by Red Mao Maozhi, and she fell.

There is no shot on the side, not she is sitting.

But she believes that there is no need to shoot at all.

If it is helpful, it is an unbelief to Jun.

"The antity is unite, it is still an antite, stepping on one, and stepping on a group, there is no difference!"

Jun Xiaoyao is boring, if the ancient volcano is erupted.

His hair fluttering, the whole person, the beautiful, the power of one hundred and sixteen big rhodes, at this moment, it is finally displayed.

At the same time, the supreme bone of his chest is faintly flashing, and the horrible energy is gathering.

Jun Xiaoyao, will be completely killed!