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

The sound of dramatic roar, echoing in the universe starry sky.

Those who followed the Tiantao Monk, one by one, seemed to see the most incredible things in the world.

One person, a whim, will be a huge life, and it is half a half!

This scene is too shocking, so that everyone is stunning, shocking without saying!

"Is this the true strength of the monarch god?" Many Tian arrogantly swallowed.

It is that before, I have already seen Ji Qingyu, such as the cherry, Sao Xuanyi, etc., this is also a silent tremor.

They found that they can't try to figure out the real power of the joy.

"Jun Geng, how deep you are hiding?" Ji Qingyi is also a sigh.

As she is a thinner, when she faces Jun Xiaoyuan, she is like a deep well.

It is completely explored.

And the monks on the stars, it is obvious that the earth is dramatically trembling, as in the eighteen earthquake.

What makes them fly outside, in their eyes, the sky is cracking, divided into two halves.

Huge space cracks, it seems to be the whole, all divided into two!

This kind of scene is too shocking, like the end of the day, the sky has collapsed, and the earthquake.

"presumptuous!"

In Hojiazu, the voice of the anger of the elderly.

They also didn't think of it, Jun Xiaoyao will come to this hand and directly break the stars.

They can't think of it all, and Jun Xiaoyao has such strength.

Compared with the anger of Gangjia.

On the starry sky, the three hundred guards saw this scene, and the feelings were extremely excited, blood is boiling.

Ning Chen and Xiao Yan, these two small guys, the color of the worship in the eyes is more concentrated.

They also felt that the force of the suppression has disappeared.

Obviously, the Freng Star is in the Jun Xiaoyao, and the origin is damaged and the aura is lost.

"Let's go."

Jun Xiaoyao is a big wreath, and the blades are trembled, and the sound of the metal.

Born star, Jun Xiaoyao is not the first time, before he bombarded the prison star.

Of course, compared with the hellitar, the tyranny is atrial star, it is much more than too much.

But the strength of Jun Xiaoyao is also a big holy border, which is much better than before.

At this moment, the stars are divided into two halves, there are many monks, panic, and fly among the stars.

Of course, there are many mortals, or people who have been cultivated, can't leave the stars, can only live in life.

In this regard, Jun is ignored.

Who is, will it be the life of the antite?

Not to mention, most people living in the tyrant, more or less, and a little bit of the hegemonic and Hojia.

Perhaps it is their mortal descendants.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao naturally has no sympathy.

However, when Jun Xiaoyao and others, I was driving the family of Frequinth.

The rest of the surroundings, the mighty, followed.

There are also numerous monks in the ancient city of the ancient city, and they are all following.

Many people are very curious, famous of the ultimate ancient road, is it really destroyed today?

The Family of Hegemony, at this moment, atmosphere.

Above the sky, the three rounds of Dazi, carefully look, but the three gang family.

One of the homes, is the only ancestors of Cang Cliff, and the only one of Hojia is the same.

The rest is the level of Zun.

In addition, there is also a grand old, sergeant, and young Tianjiao.

They are looking up, watching the sky, a boundless figure.

A faint discourse, from the body of the shadow.

"It seems that Huangquan Road will be a bit crowded today."

This, let the grandfather face suddenly sink.

"Jun Xiaoyao, Mo wants to be in the background of your identity Hu, now, there is still room!" Cangya old ancestors.

The figure that is coming, it is naturally Jun Xiaoyao.

Next to him, the martial arts eyes are cold and indifferent, and the three hundred halls are also murderous.

Rear, it is densely numb, tens of thousands of onlookers.

On the farther sky, Tuoba is responsible and looking at the entire battle.

He is in order to secretly protect Jun Yu, so he will be unfavorable to Jun.

"The people who must die, why should he have nonsense, the martial arts, do it." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

He didn't want to talk nonsense.

Hegemony Hojia, he will die!

" !"

The guards are also very simply, directly shot, qi and blood, huge nine heavens.

He is in a ridiculous spirit, the emperor is filled, and the heat is pressed. If a golden war, it hits it.

"kill!"

Cangya old ancestors saw the shape, nor did it more, and the rest of the other two Hojiao shot together.

At the same time, he also sacrificed an emperor, but a hammer that made a fairy gold.

Hojia Sanzu, a battle of martial arts!

Jun Xiaoyao is in the big wreath, and the tone is indifferent: "Hojia tampered with history, smearing the sacred body."

"The ambulance of the ancient temple, for the careful field, force the three major immortal kings, kill one, hit two, final return, but due to the body accounts."

"Wait, today's life is atone!"

Jun Xiaoyou voice is vast times.

All onlookers have heard here, they are full of face.

They really don't know this secret, because this is the history of being tampered with.

Ningdefa et al. Heard, excited to the body slightly shaking.

They know that Jun Xiaoyao is a special time to say this truth.

It is to make the truth completely spread and is known by the world.

"Let's go, take a mistake, I am tighten!" Hojia has a long face, and the old face is suddenly red, and it is open.

However, in their eyes, some have a little pleasing color.

If it is Ningdefa and others say this, with their mid-lost status, no one will believe.

But now, this is, but the famous monarchy.

It's not polite, Jun Xiaoyao will pay attention to every word, and it will be concerned.

Not to mention this is the truth of this.

"What, there is such a thing, that year, the sacred body is therefore false?" Some monks heard the extreme.

"Is it true if the monarch shows?" Of course, not all the monks have finished listening to it. "

"What, do you dare to believe in God's adults, God's adults are absolutely not lie!" Many women were embarrassed.

"Why is God not lie?"

"How can I lying like a fan?" Those female trust swearing, sure, and the beauty is still in the heart.

No matter how, the truth has spread out, which will have a great impact on the hegemonic reputation.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are too mad, first suppress you down!"

The old man knows, can't let Jun Xiaoyao more, they directly use it.

"Catering this God, Ning?"

Jun Xiaoyao is on the seven-color holy dragon armor.

His big border strength is pushing, the mana is full of man, and it is at the moment.

"!"

Hojia is old, but a big holy boy is full, close to the intensity of the holy.

He is a punch, domineering, void shock, ripples.

Jun Xiaoyao is seen, the big wreath in hand, such as the dragon.

At the same time, he has his hands and death in his hands.

The body surface, the emergence of a life and death.

After the body, it is also a black and white pattern that has the force of life and death.

"The world is dead, the yin and yang is life-throw!"

Two types, united and dead, superimposed together, suddenly chaotic chaos!

It seems that the soul is going to be pulled into the life and death reincarnation, fluctuating horrible!