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

Yan Qingyama shakes, slowly opened.

A day and night, the figure, the figure, appeared in front of you.

It is still a smock, which is handled.

The long and some slim backs, in the eyes of Yan Qingying, is the high mountain, like a belief, do not move.

"Public ... son ..." Yan Qingying voice slightly shake, some can't believe it, just in the dream.

"Nothing, the son will help you ventilate." Jun Xiaoyao did not look back, but said.

His is a short man.

As long as it is a person who has a relationship with him, even if it is committed to the sin, Jun Xiaoyao will protect it.

What's more, in Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qing's killing means, it is normal.

Kill it, how is it?

"Gong ..."

When I heard Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying was slightly blurred.

She is clear in her heart, although Jun Xiaoyao seems to be cold and indifferent, very cold.

But the people around him, but it is short to the end.

This makes Yan Qingxiang in the heart, and the heart is full of merits.

However, the emotions of the other side, the feelings and the wonderful people, etc., they are not so good.

They are two women, and their faces are in a horrified emotions.

Because Fang Jun Xiaoyao, it is directly like flashing.

Therefore, the extremes of the bangs, the wonderful, and the three people of Yan Qing shadow are equal to the simultaneous role.

However, the horrible manual wave is like a direct disappearance, and there is no trace.

Even the corner of Jun Xiaoyao did not set off.

"Yes ... Mun family!"

"The monarch shows!"

The surrounding a group of lively Tianjiao, first is a face, and then I can't help but send exclaim.

Surperse!

Extremely surprised!

No one thought that after a few months in the Xiancheng World, Jun Xiaoyao actually entered the ancient world.

But the most shocking, or Jun Xiaoyao is repaired.

They see a lot of arrogance, and they are actually a little.

I can only feel, a vaguely pressure, like the mountains, pressed between them.

"It is impossible, when the monarch is in the funeral soil, only the sky is only in the sky. How can I now, I still don't think it?"

A group of Tianjiao, is doubting life.

However, Jun Xiaoyao is at the moment, but the eyes are in the indifference, and they are ambitious, and they are unhappy.

Lei Mingyuan came from the side, seeing a violent and et al, and shaking his head.

He knows that with Jun Xiaoyao's character, this is the same next to the soul cliff today, it is afraid to be bleeding.

"St., Xiao Xi Tian ..." Jun Xiaoyao mysterish.

Small West Sky, very low-key, but very mysterious.

And the sacredness, Jun Xiaoyao does not understand, but he has listened to the old man.

This teaching is also very deep, even across multiple fairyumes.

Their teaching belief is the legendary Quele Lord.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao does not believe in these gods.

The so-called god, but it is a strong person.

As long as you give Jun Xiaoyao enough time to become strong, what God, the Buddha, God, Jun Xiaoyao wants to kill!

"Jun Xiaoyao ..."

Bist and wonderful two women, this is unprecedented.

Not just because Jun is suddenly appearing.

It is because of the breath of Jun Xiaoyao, so that they have a sense of depression.

Jun Xiaoyao as long as it does not actively release the breath, these cultivated people cannot be completely induced.

They can only feel that the breath of Jun Xiaoyao is unspeakable, bringing them huge pressure.

"This god asked you, know how to write the dead word?" Jun Xiaoyi slightly side, tone faint.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to appear, but your followers, I am swallowing the gods, making the borderless killing, and she is carrying a big sin." Belt cold sound.

After all, she is a holy woman, still has an identity, can't be directly scared by Jun.

Furthermore, there is another group of sacredons in the world of Xiangu.

The strength of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred arrogant.

I don't believe in ambient, Jun Xiaoyao is not afraid.

"Big sins?" Jun opened.

He felt very ridiculous.

"Jun Xiaoyao, the poor has persuaded it, let her self-evil spirits, but she is refused, so I can only do it." Wonderful hands and ten, shake his head.

"Self-abduction magic? What do you count, qualified to let the people of this God self-reliance?" Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

"You ..." The wonderful face is very embarrassing.

As a small West Tianshi, she is still treated with this attitude first.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are also a badge of the ancient world, don't you talk about a little truth?" Bist of screams.

The so-called Virgin, that is, standing on the high point of morality, attacking, deprecating, trial others.

And therefore complacent, think that you have more, holy, and great.

But the Madon, there is a lot of silly lack of picking up.

"Yes, even if you are a monarch, you can't tell you!"

"I should not be reproduced in the world, and there is nothing wrong with the sacred girl!"

The supporters surrounded by hundreds of violence were unknown, and the Jun Xiaoyou was awarded.

There is no short expression on the face, it seems that there is no angry.

But the talents who are familiar with Jun Xiaoyao will know that there is no expression of Junxiao is the most horrible.

"Oh, in this case, then the god is also swallowing the magic power. Is it necessary to kill this God?" Jun Xiaoyao.

This question, let the surrounding paurs.

Kill Junyao?

Crazy!

Don't say that there is any ability to kill Jun.

Even if you have the ability to kill, there are no few people who have courage to dare to Jun Xiaoyu, unless it is a madman.

There is no Tianjiao, there is no madman, so there is no such stupid move.

"God does not need to swallow the magic power to kill, naturally can be treated." The hymnite expression is somewhat unnatural, but it is still open.

It is obviously the strength and identity of Jun Xiaoyao, but it is also necessary to find an excuse for himself.

"Oh, then you can say it ..." Jun opened a inexplicable light.

I don't know why, I'm of a kind and wonderful and other people, I suddenly gone.

"Who said to you, this god will not make killing, now, let you see, what is real killing!"

Jun Xiaoyou squid, the right hand suddenly lifted, a horrible manual storm, swept, accompanied by the gas of the temple!

"The door of hell, open!"

Jun is a cold drink, such as the devil's anger 3,000!

The gas rolling and the gas is booming, and in the void, it is the door to the hell of hell.

This penetry is the extreme trick in the imaginary imitation.

In order to open the door of hell, call countless hell group!

But now the Jun Xiaoyue, only 30,000 dragon icon particles are converted to the elemental particles.

So it is impossible to open the door of hell.

But even if you only open a gap, there are thousands of evil ghosts rumored!

Like a black tide, facing the violence, wonderful, and hundreds of Tian Tianjiao swept.

"No, what is this!"

"Don't close me ... ah!"

A bloody, a killing!

Hundreds of Tianjiao, in the tens of thousands of evil, torn, was torn into pieces!

Blood rain, the residual limb, the five internal organs are splashing, the scene is extremely bloody!

The whole scene, like hell in 18 floors!

Those who are in a long time, one is full of faces, and they shake.

At this moment, the Jun Xiaoyao, who is Shengxiao, is no longer the fairy of the immortal, but has become a real big devil!