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

At first, Jun Xiaoyao has not noticed.

Now look at it carefully, I found that more than 10,000 white bones are a white head.

This is nerve, it is seen.

A head is up to 10,000, comparable to giant mountains.

To a certain extent, the body and strength are proportional to the proportion.

"Is this skull that is the dark immortal that is falling here?" Jun opened his brow.

Suddenly, he noticed.

At the location of the bone, there is a blurred imprint.

Take a closer look, like a blurred six-star mark.

"Six kings in the world?"

Jun Xiaoyao light slightly shock.

Before the gods of the gods, the Mu Lao, who only said that the big sacrifices were the immortal king of foreign countries.

It is not said that it is a six king of the world.

Jun Xiaoyao is also known now.

He also found that the sacred gods in the space ruler were also starting slightly.

The surface covers a layer of blood, and there is no such breath.

Jun is more curious.

He went straight into the top of the head, the black ancient monument and the position of the blood of Mandalo.

"It's a horror, this is some kind of great!"

On the shoulders, the little god ante is slightly shaking.

Its ants don't dare to explore this black ancient monument at all.

It is directly indented into the cuffs of Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun is a waving, collecting the blood of the temple from the blood of the ancient monument.

Blood color mandala flower, plus the blood of the blood.

In addition, in the inner universe, the fairy fruit on the fairy tree.

These resources are sufficient to help Jun Xiaoyao agglomerate the flesh law and impact the true supreme.

But let Jun Xiaoyao are interested, or this black ancient monument.

He swept away.

The top is dense, leaving a message with ancient text.

The most beginning is the seven bloody ancient text.

hate! hate! hate! hate! hate! hate! hate!

It looks like it is written like a fresh blood.

Seven hate words, like complaining this world, complaining that all livelies are all, but also in the accusing destiny.

"This is the owner of the white bone skull." Jun Xiaoyeded.

The king of the king, what exactly, only wrote these seven words?

Next, it is a picture of a picture.

The darkness of the black cloud, a Buddha's dark body, falling to the earth.

Like a flood god, the body is full of heavens and the earth.

A pair of bloody eyes, such as blood lanterns, hanging above the sky.

And around this devil, I also opened all over the blood red Manda.

On the ground, countless sentient beings, such as anthrapeuts.

In the crack of scream, mourning, like in the 18th floor in Purgatory.

This is a picture of a demon blindness.

Below, it is an ancient Chinese.

Even is the eyes and wisdom of Jun.

It is also difficult to relax in a short time.

However, he can determine that this is a festive festival!

In this, Jun Xiaoyao captured some messages.

"Big black day ..."

Jun Xiaoyao muttered this three words.

He has read in the library of the war gods, which seems to be drowned in ancient history.

However, the records about this family are too small, and there is not too much message to pass.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at this kind of enthusiast.

The more you look, the more you expose your surprise.

"Blood sacrifice, this should be the core inheritance of this Emperor."

It is well known that the exotic emperors have their own core inheritance and their own god.

If the Emperor of the Emperor, the Mo Tuan's mana immunization, and the like.

The blood sacrifice beings should be the core ability of this venue.

That is, the so-called sacrifice!

Jun Xiaoyao is very bright, very embarrassing, which seems to have various runes in intertwined.

His inspiration is touched.

If before, Jun Xiaoyao wants to give this kind of beings, fear is a great effort.

However, after the gods of the gods, Jun Xiaoyao will be able to take a short time.

Jun Xiaoyao has a hunch.

If you can completely refer to the festive festival, you can understand the essence of this venue.

Then improve, integrate into our own Live Avenue, in the founding.

Form a third form.

In the creation, it is the heart of Jun Xiaoyao.

If there is no inspiration, Jun Xiaoyao is impossible to force himself to create imperfect movements.

It is precisely because this kind of excellence is harsh, so it is only two tricks until now.

The light of God.

God's penalty.

Jun Xiaoyao wants to have a more horrible move with the help of this sentient beings.

It is absolutely more than God's light, the penalty of God, even more than the light integration of the two.

After making a decision, Jun Xiaoyao has not hesitized, and it is ready to start.

However, this time, Jun Xiaoyao is not only to understand the third style of Genesis.

Also want to break through the supreme.

So the time is definitely not too short.

And it is necessary to focus in the middle, and cannot be disturbed.

The Jun Xiaoyu is ridiculous, and there is a fence.

He is surrounded around the bone giant mountain, and he sets the fourth seal, forbidden space.

The space is blocked and is not subject to external force.

In addition, Jun Xiaoyao has also sacrificed the fifteen manual immune gods and envelopes the whole space.

"Even if it is a seed character, I want to break through, nor is it possible to do it."

After setting the means, Jun Xiaoyao is before sitting before the black ancient monument.

He took out the fairy fruit from the insane, plus the tens of thousands of blood, and bloody mandala.

There are many other resources, no dead medicines, fairy origin, and so on.

As a war god of war, Jun Xiaoyao's resources are extremely horrible.

As for the little goddess, Jun Xiaoyao thrown into the inner universe.

Have a world tree, evolving into the inside of the dust world, and the rules are initially improved.

It is already possible to allow life to exist.

Of course, it is still not like a real external world.

After doing Wan Quan prepare, Jun Xiaoyao began to cultivate and enlighten.

Invotrand, seven days in the past.

On the other place in the big feeding site.

Su Hongyi walks in it.

In the middle, it seems to have a line, pulling her to the depths of the big festival.

"what exactly is it?"

Su Hongyi is very confused.

She knows nothing about her origin.

Since the consciousness, it is adopted by a couple of slaves.

I don't know who my parents are, I don't know which groups you come from.

She has no deliberate concealment to Jun Xiaoyao.

And now, the heart of Su Hongyi is jumping straight.

She felt, she seems to be near a truth.

There is black fog in front of the front. The earth is appearing.

Just when these terraries appear.

Su Hongyi is inexplicable.

The power of the curse of the compression of Jun Xiaoyao is actually like a tumbling, starting to turn it, ready to move.

Those terraries, swaying, , in an instant, there is a red dress.

Then Qi Qi came to the red dress.

Su Shao Shantai is on white, there is no meaning of whit fear.

A pair of blood is red, it seems to become more and more.

"It is the son to save the red dress. The red dress is almost dead, and how can you be afraid of you!"

Su Hongyi did not perceive himself, and it was in her heart.

A pair of blood colors, blooms in the red mandara flower.

Just in the bloody mandala flower, there is an instant to the pupil of the Su Red coat.

Those terraries are like visiting, big fear than they are terrible.

One has a black smoke and disappeared.

This makes Su Shao, who have the original move, is stunned.

However, this abnormal scene is even more confined to Su Hongyi. In the depths of the big festival, there must be any secrets related to her.

Su Hongyi continued to deepen.

Because of her eyes in her eyes, she did not encounter any obstacles all the way.

Even, there is a king of the Supreme Capital Bullet, and they are not daring to close to Su Shantai.

Of course, the other arrogance of the big sacred blood, there is no Su Shark, which is lucky.

But there are also some strong people, the speed is so fast, soon it will enter the depths.

For example, the exhibition of the other side of the other side, the blood emperor, the hunting team of the Mon Dynasty.

While hunting a lot of fairymago, it is also advancing in the depths of the big festival.

There is also a fairy domain, and the behead team consisting of a Taikun Royal family is also soon entered a deep place.

"Hey, you see, that is!"

The Xuan Yu of the Dragon King Temple, the golden scorpion is like gold pouring, and shoots the gods, and looks to the bone giant mountains in the distance.

"Found, it is him!"

The Taikoo Royal Seed Tianjiao, the eyes are locked.