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

Jun Xiaoyao fell, heaven and earth, and Yan Yu.

The battlefield of the whole roar is like this, and all the sounds were taken away, and the static contained needle.

What did they hear?

Jun Xiaoyao, do you want three major immortal forces?

Everyone thinks that they have a magical listener.

Otherwise, the monarch is crazy.

Nowadays, everyone looks in the eyes.

The monarch can resist the four major too ancient royal power, but it is difficult to divide more power and deal with the three major immortals.

"God's adult ..."

Many forces in the periphery, princess, princess, and a deep sweat for Jun Xiaoyao deeply.

The big business princess and other admirers, but also pray for Jun Xiaoyao.

At this moment, the whole island, almost all eyes are invested in Jun Xiaoyao.

Even the supreme old ancestors on the starry sky, are all the excitement of three major immortal forces at this moment.

Everyone wants to know that Jun Xiaoyao is really crazy, or there is anything to rely.

When I heard Jun Yu, even Wang Yuanba thought it was wrong.

Wang Yuanba cold voice open: "Your kid, isn't you have to lose your heart?"

Jun Xiaoyao is flashing to Wang Yuanba, the opening: "Wang Teng, it is murder."

In this way, Wang Yuan was tired of the body, and a horror killing broke out of the heavens and earth.

The general saints, under the amazing killing, you have to be soft, and you will collapse.

But Jun Xiaoyao, the negative hand, the look is faint, the Taishan collapsed before and did not change color.

"Little animal, you are looking for death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand, and he was going to calm down to Jun.

However, in the Jun Xiaoyi space instrument, a beef is lit, and it is a sarm.

The vast ray is like a tide.

In vocabaries, a fuzzy figure standing in the nine-day ten land has emerged.

Hey!

Wang Yuanba flew out the whole body, and the blood in the mouth is not only, and the shoulders are directly worn by the hole.

"Well ... that is ..."

"White King Wang no regrets!"

Four sides, there are countless sounds, many people are got up.

"No wonder the monarch is there, there is no fear, the three army array does not change the color, which is the amulet giving a goddess."

"There is this amulet, I want to kill the monarch, I am really impossible."

"You!" Wang Yuanbi won the blood, and the look was more angry.

At the same time, it is also a brief color.

The name of the white king, I have long been spread throughout the wildflow.

Even because some kind of reason, Qun has no regrets and unable to participate in this immortal war, but it does not mean that his shock is not there.

"Kid, this is your relying on it, if you just, then you really have true." The sanctuary, the sophisticated sore is indifferent.

He is sitting on the Golden Throne, as if it is a unpopular god of all popularity.

White King Wang Jun has no regrets, but this is just a beam.

The energy is used up, and it is useless.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao is expected to be guilty in front of them in front of them, and it is indeed a laughter.

"This God only wants to say, you will be a waste, which is a waste, in addition to being bullying, what can you do."

"Younger generation, no one is the opponent of this god, now, this god is standing here, you have three great power, can a saints can kill God?"

Jun Xiaoyao is a big sleeve, and the tone is indifferent.

In this way, it directly stepped on the three majors.

Wang Yuanba's face, Jun Xiaoyi is straight to dance on the tip of the knife.

However, this is really unable to refute this, because it is indeed true.

The face of the Holy Lord is also slightly sinking.

The sacred sacred sacred sacred screams can be tragic in Jun.

As for the god of the god, it is even more murderous.

, darkness, meditation prince, are dead in Jun Xiaoyao.

He almost cut it over the younger generation.

"This person is too arrogant, let me kill him!"

In the Wangjiakan, a middle-aged saint couldn't help but step.

He is also a quite famous genius. It took 800 years to make a saints.

Don't look at the eight hundred years, but it is already very young for the realm of saints.

Of course, than Jun Xiaoyao's 18-year-old saints, it is not a fart.

"Kid, I am coming to you!"

The king's saints were cold and sour, and the knife was sacrificed and swept away from Jun.

Dealing with the holy man, Jun Xiaoyao is fearless.

He urged the power of 100,000 idiots, and too ancient gods became real.

Jun Xiaoyi is holding the pressure, and the Taikoo god is crushed in the air. The void is generally broken as the paper.

The king's saints, the face is very awkward, and even the opportunity to struggle is not, directly flesh, was shocked into a group of blood, and even the gods were crushing.

"Is this?" Jun Xiaoyi smashed.

This is also very embarrassed?

"Kid, don't be mad!"

The second Wang family saints once again, and the result is still three rounds, and it is killed by Jun.

Wang Yuanba's eyes are in a twitch.

He is not a distressed sacred person, but anger.

Looking at his king, there is no one who can deal with Jun.

"let me do it!"

The sacred is the same as the saints.

He is a pass, a golden ancient word, like a golden mountain, caught against Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent, between the bullets, the sword of the sword sword, as if you can do the sky.

That one golden characters are broken by the sword.

The Jun took the sky, and the moment was shocked to the saints of the sacred sacred person, and then a punch!

The void is shattered, and the space is shocking.

At the same time, the saints, the flesh and the gods were annihilated, and the dark space was inhaled.

The three major immortal forces the scene were all gallbling, and the hair was launched. He didn't think that Jun Xiaoyao would be so strong.

"It is a saints that are comparable to the sustainable robbery ..." Those who are in the appearance of Huangzhou are sigh.

Jun Xiaoyi is just an invincible saint.

Such a fierce, if it is a road to the emperor, how is there other days?

"Why, is there a three major forces?"

Looking at the eyes of the fear of the fear, Jun Xiaoyedan ​​handed behind him.

The belief killed several saints, his white clothes were still infected, with a faint smile.

But the more like this, the more it is, the more you are cold.

It is a horrible fear that the saints that see the three majors are sharp, and Jun is smashed and smashed.

"This way, this god will return one step, three great power, any saints can shoot, this god will never make a way with external force."

Jun Xiaoyu voice falls, everyone's breathing is stopped, the heart is like a shoot.

Jun Xiaoyao This is, you have to one person who will pass all the sages of the three major immortal forces! ?