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

Yuyu is dead, bloody rain!

Under the background of blood-stained sky, Jun Xiaoyao is like ice, long hair floating, dressed in ridiculous nail, and the big densely refers to the earth.

At this moment, he didn't have a kind of sprinkling temperament that was fluttering in the past.

Instead, it is a domineering and boundless young God of War, such as robbery, with the power of killing, tremor!

In the sky, countless eyes are gathering on him.

Ji Qingyu, such as the cherry, Sheng Xuanyi, this name is the ancient road, the radiance is endless Tianjiao.

At this moment, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, it seems that it is very flat, and the light is lost.

Jun Xiaoyao is to make them need to see the existence!

And Ningdefa and other big villagers, one excited, old tears.

How many years!

How many years are they oppressed by Hojia!

Today, Jun Xiaoyao is flattering a little in the chest!

This moment, more than three hundred veneers, and the eyes are all enthusiastic and worship.

It seems like Jun Xiaoyao, that is, the only gods worthy of the film!

"We will always follow the adults, until you die!" Ningde issued the old lion as a year's old, and squatted to Jun Xiaoyu.

More than 300 surviving villagers are also squatting.

"The Holy Field has you, it is a blessing ..." Wujian is completely loose, and the face of the blood is a smile.

"There is always one day, I have to be a person like a big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes are respectful.

"This is ... Is the kind of hero in the grandfather story?" Xiaoyan looked at it, and he was full of enthusiasm and worship.

That stepped into the sky, the figure of the world, deeply engraved in her young heart, never went.

At this moment, standing on the sky, between the sky, between the eyebrows, and the cool intention.

He completely ignored the surroundings of countless awe.

At the moment, there is only one thing in Jun Xiaoyao to do, which is to destroy the stars.

However, before this, he has to do something.

"Today, this god is announced, the ridiculous temple and the guardian one will rise again to the fairy, no one can be honest!"

Jun Xiaoyao voice is voiced, spread through the Cangling.

Everyone is surprising, it is very shocking.

Does Jun Xiaoyao have to take a person with one person, will the weakened sacred body?

but……

Looking at the end of the end of the holy body of the end of life, there is also the three hundred wild villagers.

Everyone is really unimaginable, how can the ridiculous temples can rise again.

Jun Xiaoyao is stronger, but it is just one person. How can I support the entire Holy Valley?

Compared to the doubts of the audience.

Ningdefa and other major villagers, only a strong gratitude in their eyes.

However, they also have self-knowledge, knowing that the light is on their own strength, it is impossible to revitalize the temple of the temple and the guardian.

Wugar is also laughing: "I have this sentence, I am relieved, then everything, I can give you peace of mind."

The guards felt that their lives of life began to gradually extinguish.

However, he has no regrets, and his face is still a smile.

"Guardian predecessors, you can't make it, you have to see the fiasco of the hegemony." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

"Can you insist that now, I have been contest, and I know where my limit is." Wuji shook his head and relieved life and death.

"Since I got the inheritance of the essential ancient temple, I naturally be a power of the ancient temple."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, slammed in his chest, then, a drop of fresh red, agate, is open to golden glossy.

The quantity, dense, not a drop of two drops, three drops.

It is hundreds of drops of holy spermous blood, and they are directly quenched by Jun Xiaoyu.

"Jun Xiaoyao, can't!" Wu Ying was shocked, and he blocked.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of the Holy Valley, it is absolutely can't make anything wrong!

"Adult, you is ..." Ningdefa and other big villagers were also awkward.

There is also an onlookers, and it is also a tongue, stunned, and it is stunned.

Holy blood, why is it precious, a drop is enough to sell a high price.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao will sacrifice hundreds of !

The most important thing is that the sophisticated blood is extremely important to the wilderness.

Jun Xiaoyao, will it harm himself?

Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao, surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao face, actually calm, not pale or weak.

"These blood, give you, your own hatred, or your person's hand, the most happy." Jun Xiaoyao.

"But you ..." Wu Jian wants to say.

"Don't worry for me, is there a predecessor for forget that the pool is full of blood?" Jun Xiao smiled.

He naturally won't make a matter of injury.

The last time I injured itself, or in order to save ginger.

And the truth, Jun Xiaoyao respected the military and the villagers.

But they are obviously not comparable compared with Jiang Shengyi.

It is unrealistic to force themselves to help them.

However, before Jun Xiaoyao, I refined a pool of holy blood.

At this moment, the sophisticated blood in the body is full of being overflowed.

The most important thing is that the sophisticated blood absorbed by Jun Xiaoyao, and finally changed to his own holy blood.

And Jun Xiaoyao is a holy body that breaks the ten shackles.

His sacred blood, and the essence of the essence of the essence of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

Three hundred people's villagers, each person got a branch of the Holy Sound of Jun.

Ningdefa received five drops.

Ning Chen and Xiao Yan have got ten drops of blood.

As for the martial arts, Jun Xiaoyao fell out of the 50th drop of the sophisticated blood.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to fight for Wu.

A holy body of a holy master is falling, it is too unfortunately.

"When you refine, we will kill back the stars, and have a hatred, there is a report!" Jun Xiaoyao.

"The adults are right, we are humiliating by our temple, we must use us to wash!"

"Follow Adults, Steppington, Cangjia!"

Three hundred people's villagers, no, at this moment, it should be called three hundred halls, and their eyes are a revenge anger.

Even some old people like Ningdefa, at this moment, the blood is boiling, and the silence of a silent holy body, it seems to be activated.

They started to sit in practice, preparing to refine Jun Xiaoyao gified.

"Can it be effective?" Wujian sat down.

To be honest, take the state of the lights now, even if it is afraid of refining the sophisticated blood, it is estimated that it is weak to return.

It's like a spring eye, it's dry, even if there is a foreign water, it is also the rule of the standard, and it will continue to dry.

"Do you know how to know the predecessor?" Jun Xiaoyao took a smile.

Breaking the holy blood of ten slides, can it bring a miracle?