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

"Hey, who is it, just hit the muzzle, it is unlucky."

"The Eight Little Holy Span of the Taikoo is, it can be mounted on the giant list, and the eight people join hands, even if they are advised to compete."

"I heard that this eight small holy, seems to have some kind of connection and cooperation with the sun hills."

"Blame I have to be more arrogant than before, it turns out that there is a relationship with the sun hill." Some Tianjin suddenly.

What exists in the sun hills, that is, the top of the Xuan Tianyu, one of the immortal orteners.

I have provoke my immortal war, covering the people, now in the wedding moon, very arrogant.

Its Jindu Top Ten Prince of Shenshan, is a famous ancient road, known as the top ten sun, and the taboo is more than one.

Some of the Tianjiao of Xuantianxiao, look at Jun Xiaoyao, and the eyes are colored.

It's only one death by eight small strangers.

At this moment, watching the man who wants to kill his man, Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

Jun is not surpriving, but does not mean what he is afraid.

Jun Xiaoyao wants to make it!

But others want him to roll, no!

"Young people, the road is narrow ..." Jun Xiaoyou shook his head, with the indifference overlooking the antity.

He does not want to intervene, but someone is going to die.

Jun Xiaoyao pointed out, the Thunder wound, gathered in the measures.

It seems that the ancient Leizi is a finger, and it is coming out!

Rough and wrapped around the Thunder's giant finger, straight to the man with the tiger's back bear.

boom!

The man of the man is directly blown, the flesh and blood is splash!

"what!"

The man was screaming, and the blood in his mouth spit, the whole body was quit and five, it seems to be tearned by the Thunder.

He is frightened and shocked to the soul!

I didn't think about it at all, this mysterious man passed, there was such terrorist strength!

He urged the power of blood and wanted to recover your own flesh.

But the power of the thunder is too burst, and it is not able to heal.

"Roar!"

A man with roar, the man of this tiger showed the body, and it was a black bear in a fierce sky.

"How can this be?"

Surrounded by the Tianjiao Monk, this is a dullness, the eyes are large, the mouth is big.

The Eight of the Tan Ancient Royal People's Eight St., every one is a famous Herch list.

Among them, one person, facing taboo, can also have a hundred tricks.

But now, but can't resist the meaning of the white dress!

Lu Renlna on the side is also looking away.

He knows that Jun Xiaoyao is very strong, and it is unleaded.

But I didn't expect to be able to get to this extent.

In a finger, it is directly that the black bear in the eight small holy, and Xiong Baotian played the body.

Before, the petite figure that was escaping in the Huang Huang was also awkward, and the ruby ​​is shocked and eager to look back.

"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

"Who are you?"

The remaining three in the Eight Xiao Sheng, go back to God, and angered.

"It is a tanguo, ghost ridge, and Huang Feng Cave's little St." "Some Tianjiao took a trembling.

Eight small holy, from the eight top too ancient royal family.

That is a heavy hoba, is the giant Tianjiao of the Black Winds.

And the remaining three, from the Tiangu, Ghost Mountain, and Huang Feng Cave.

As for the other four in the eight holy, it is not here.

"I don't want to provoke, but you have to find it, the road is narrow ..." Jun Xiaoyao is cold.

He slowly raised his hand and played a referral.

boom!

The thunder's thunder was rushing, and he made a heartbeat, the whole, the beast, was tearing by the Thunder.

Four splash of bone blood, blowing a group of blood.

One of the eight holy, falling!

"This……"

Many Tianjiao see this scene, and it will be referred to the next step, and the ridge is hair.

This is a young man who is covered with fairy, which is so horrible, and the means is strange and powerful.

One of the eight sanctuary is in his hand, there is no power to resist!

"Dynasty!"

"Damn, together, kill him!"

The remaining three small Sheng Qiqi will have a roar.

The Tianjun's Tianjiao, there is a horrible animal shadow, which is a dog, the body is squeezed with star empty, to swallow the moon.

The rumor has the energy of the Tianshi, and the horror is boundless.

The Tianjiao of Ghost Mountain is a man in a dark dragon.

He handled a dark spear, and he wore the Jun Xiaoyao, as if it was a black dragon, screaming.

The rest of the yellow-style, the body is the woolen, and he shows the magical gods, the yellow winds and sands, even if the ordinary saints fall into it, the flesh will be grinded into bone puces!

Three small Sheng Qiqi shot, the fluctuation, so that the four parties shocked.

There are many eyes, all of which are putting this place.

"I drop," Lu Renjia scared quickly.

If there is only one person, it is now afraid that it has become the soul of the eight small horses.

In the face of the three giants, Jun Xiaoyao does not change color, the hand is standing, the breath is calm and no wave.

"What happened, why didn't the person don't move?"

"I am afraid not being scared?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao and standing, many Tianjin surrounded by surrounded.

"Gong!" Lu Renjia yelled, but Jun Xiaoyao did not respond.

The next moment, the three Xiaosheng offensive, the full falls to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Oh, I thought how many things were, it was also scared, I didn't dare to move." Three small holy cool.

However, next, the laughter on their face is solidified.

But see all the attacks of the attack, when the figure is close to the figure, if the spring snow is melting, disappearing.

just like……

There is no existence.

"How is this possible?" Three small sachets booked.

They naturally be unlikely, this is the legend of extremely rare mana immunity.

"It can also be called eight small holy?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head.

He is too lazy to fight with these ants.

Just you can use them as sandbags and experiments to detect the magic of yourself.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hands up, and the horrible gas machine was brewing.

He has a glimpse, and he has magic gatherings.

First hand, one hand dead.

The power of life and death, the flow transfer in Jun Xiaoyuan.

It is there is no magic, and the world is dead!

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, like the unpartuous king of life and death, the power, shaking eight parties, make the star broken!

"To wait for life, give birth, want to die, you will die!"

Jun Xiaoyao first played a glory, three Xiaosheng body, actually went to Jun Xiaoyao uncontrolled.

Then Jun Xiaoyao directly played.

Extramining the energy of the vitality, broke out from his hands.

It seems that there is no more than 100 million people!

Three small holy sent anger, the mana urged, struggling.

"We are orders from the Ten Prince of Jinwu, come to chasing the balance, you dare to shoot us!"

"The nine-headed big brother will not let you go!"

The death is on the verge of death, three small holy faces are frightened,

They absolutely can't think of it, they also have a day to kick the iron board.

"It's all garbage!" Jun Xiaoyao felt.

He is twice, and the force of life and death is exploding in an instant.

Three Xiaosheng body, also exploding at the same time, then collapsed into a flesh meat of the three groups!

Lianyuan is being stranded!

Every birth wheel, hegemony is like!