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

"Tiandao has a reincarnation, Who is the sky?"

There are long lives of Zulong Net, and I am very happy.

"Jun Xiaoyao is also dead, but unfortunately, I can't rehabilitate." Wang Yuanbi still can't get up.

Jun is dead, the most is the king of the king, but the Wang Teng is still alive.

But in addition, other people who have many forces, although they don't dare to reveal what, but the bottom is very happy.

Especially those who have a hatred with the monarch, a smile in a mouth, long and comfortable.

As for those who have no hatred and no feales, it is actually a breather.

The reason is very simple, there is Jun Xiaoyao, the Tianjiao of other forces can only be angry.

No forces, I hope that my Tianjiao is a role, I hope they can fight for God.

And this era, there is Jun Xiaoyao, other Tianjiao don't want to fight for what you are.

"No, it is impossible, the old man wants to break this fairy ..." The mood of the kingdom is extremely unstable.

He is an old family, it is a calm generation.

But now, it is related to the life and death of your own Sun, and the battle of the battle is calm.

"Warring day, calm, maybe there is any misunderstanding ..." The family of people persuaded.

"The old man also hopes to have misunderstandings, but my life of my Sun is broken ..." Jun is the old eyes of the old eyes.

In general, the dump is broken, and the representative is fallen.

This is impossible to make a mistake.

"The ancestors have not moved yet, if they are really dead, they can't be indifferent." The family is old.

It's a little calm and calm.

Think about it.

18 ancestors and others value and love the Jun Xiaoyao, it is not weak in his own grandfather.

If Jun Xiaoyao is dead, the 18th ancestors are naturally impossible to react.

But the dump is broken, it is indeed the fact.

Now, even the monarch is a little entangled, some don't know what it is.

At the same time, in the ancestral tyrants of Huangzhou Jun.

Two figures, standing in the void, looking at the direction of the world of the world.

One of the rhythm old people, another, like a ten-year-old child, his eyes are old and autumn, very vicissitudes.

It is the 18th ancestors and the 16th ancestors.

"Happy This is swinging between life and death, you can think that he is still alive, you can think that he is temporarily 'death'." The 18th ancestors are angry.

"This is a happy robbery. It is also a happy edge. It will be seen that he can pass this time." The 16th ancestors a child's appearance, but the tone is very old.

"Happy from birth, it will be smooth and smooth, and there should be this difficult time. If you translate it, you will break into a butterfly.

"If, if the old man said, if there is one tenth of the possibility, it is difficult to cross ..." 16 people meal.

"Isn't your heart?" 18 ancestors smiled.

"The bronze fairy hall, it seems to be the people, the nine rounds are not in the fairy, but it is not good, I can't do it, why don't you break the fairy?"

"I didn't expect it, I will have a causal with that infection with that. As long as we are good, we don't interfere." The 18th ancestors. "

They did not show interference, but continued to observe.

But next to the imaginary mirror, almost all forces are known, and the monarch is broken, and it has fallen.

And the Tianjiao in the ancient world, and I don't know the message that Jun Xiaoyao is falling.

"Happy ..."

Jiang Shengyi and others, worrying in the heart.

Jun Xiaoyao let them go in danger, but they don't care about life and death.

Just as the outside world, the wind is changed.

In the bronze fairy hall, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness is also blurred, it seems to be sinking into the dark.

The last one-to-god star fire is like it is about to be annihilated.

At this moment, the incomplete ancient fishes suddenly released a ray, and shrouded the last god of Jun Xiaoyao.

Previously, the Wang Teng was afraid that the gods were killed by Jun, and they rely on this dismissal toast.

Now, this dismissal has reacted again, and the last god of Jun Xiaoyao is actively guarded.

Jun Xiaoyao is hanging a zhenihi.

His flesh is annihilated, but the skeleton is like Jinyu, releases the vitality, and is extremely strong.

The big Luo Xian bones of Jun Xiaoyao have constituted a complete big Rune immortal, even if it is pressed by the mother of all things, it is impossible to completely break.

And the flesh of Jun Xiaoyao is this, and it is repeatedly broken, reorganized.

Everything is a mother, this is the best material forging imperialism.

It is also a holything that is tempered everything.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao's flesh is equivalent to an emperor, and is inhabited by the mother hammer.

If Jun Xiaoyao finally recovered, the flesh strength is definitely a super metamorphosis level.

Jun Xiaoyao, although there is a remnant to guard, but it is still aware of awareness, like it is going to sleep.

At the last moment, the mechanical sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Hey, has arrived in the signed bronze fairy hall, is it sign in?"

"Sign in ..." Jun Xiaoyao's metastaginal dismissal was weak fluctuation.

"Hey, congratulate the host, sign in success, get eight stars rare rewards, everything is hard!"

As the sound of the system sounded, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness finally completely sinked into the dark.

In the last moment of sinking into the dark, he as if he saw, a bronze Ding, a thick and heavy, and licking all things in the madness ...

The whole bronze fairy hall, completely caught in the dead, no sound.

Time passes at a drop.

At some moment, there was a molten voice of a male duck-like voice, and he sounded in the temple.

"That guy, die in all things?"

"It's still a good breath, but the old man is also very curious, a little guy in a Taoist, but also keeps an angry, rare." A volatile voice replied.

"What is it, he is not to be trapped in the temple, it may be like this for a lifetime."

"Hanging, scorpion, old blind, you are really blind eye." A charming woman voice suddenly sounded.

"Sao Po Niang, what are you talking about, the old man is a blind man, you are discrimination!"

"Old blinds, don't talk, listen to the mother-in-law?" Another old voice.

"Clame, you don't think it, is the boy?" Charming women's voice.

"Urban familiar, you are talking, I don't understand the old man." Old kid.

"No, you said this, it is indeed a bit confessed." The slogan is surprised, and later: "I think it is, don't you be the same as the person on the portrait?"

"Is this man who have the owner's people?" The old blog was shocked.

"I rub, can't I miss it?" The male duck scorpion is also wrong.

"You are still stupid, you will not find a way to save the little brother." Charming female rushed.

"It's okay, this person is extremely enchanting, in all materialization, it can keep a vitality, change to others, it is estimated that it is already cool. Tao.

"Yes, old blinds, are you don't put the spirit of the ancient ancient god? It's so good to use this little brother.

"That is that the old man is left to himself." The old blind is a little reluctant.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Charming female voice urged.

"Well, don't I pay still?" The old blind is helpless.