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

The two parties of Jun Xiaoyao are extremely recruited, all have the meaning!

The terrorist abyss that across the sky is directly divided by this terrorist force!

As if the night is broken, the dawn is coming!

The madness of chaos, spreading the eight parties, and it is completely destroyed.

Nairou was shocked, once again shocked, the body is a feeling of being torn.

A blood port broke, the blood flowers bloom.

Jun Xiaoyao's power is too powerful, and it has far exceeded the restrictions on the realm.

Plus the power of chaos, the power of the world, etc.

It is not weak to the evil spirits of Naida.

In terms of realm, Nairu also does not take advantage of the advantage.

So this fiasco is just in the reason.

It can be said that if there is no Jun Xiaoyao.

It is really possible to install a wave.

But unfortunately, in Jun Xiaoyao, this is forcing the king.

It is simply a class door ax and takes care of him.

"Non-fought."

Jun Xiaoyao once again raised, and the town kills Naid.

Chaotic big handprint, such as the corner of the sky, rushing to the sun.

Everyone is a screen, the brain is blank, did not return to God.

"Happy grandmother wants to kill it !?"

Huangquan is also a bit.

She thought that Jun Xiaoyao is a little lesson.

Who knows, Jun Xiaoyao is so embarrassing!

"stop!"

The soul of the Eight Hi Dynasty is all drank, and I didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao's means that it is so good!

Jun Xiaoyi is not careless.

Just in the chaotic big handprint, it is about to kill the neighborhood.

Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao felt an inexplicable constraint.

That is not the constraints of space.

But ... time!

That's right!

Is the most mysterious time!

In the small area of ​​Jun Xiaoyao.

Time is like a pause button is pressed.

Although only a short moment.

But for strong people, a moment is enough to decide.

And for the War of War.

This moment is enough to let Need to escape.

His figure flashed, directly brushing to the eight-handed Emperor team.

"Suner, are you okay?"

The grandfather and others of Nairai, got forward, and guarded the neck.

"I am fine."

Needle to the mouth of the mouth.

In his body, the evil, the tear wound of the body surface was very rapidly.

It's just his face, it's notparable, and the cold, look at Jun Xiaoyao.

He is almost, and he died in Jun Xiaoyao!

"what?"

Jun Xiaoyi is slightly eyebrows, looks to the other side.

A vomiting blood sounded.

It is a candle!

Everyone reacted.

Why is it, Jun Xiaoyao will pause a moment.

It turned out to be a faint shot.

Candle Jiuyinyi, Controlling Time!

just……

Why did he vomit blood?

"This person really does not deserves the name of God of War, horror."

Candle and rhizo angle blood flow.

A black white, a pair of eyes, showing a shocking color.

Square, it is indeed that he secretly shot.

Because of his brother, you have to pay with Na.

Need to be in danger, he is naturally impossible.

Therefore, he picked up the gods contained in the blood of your own candlelon, which is the force.

Of course, he belongs to the young generation, the use of time, and naturally it is impossible to be so profound.

Don't say what transgenic time, long river, reverse the terrorist ability such as time and space.

Even if the most basic time is stagnant, it can only be translated into a moment.

Moreover, the stronger the enemy, the shorter the time, and it will also be stronger.

He used this trick to deal with the power of the same level.

It can solidify a breath.

But now, dealing with Jun Xiaoyao, but only solidifys a short moment.

Moreover, it has also been extremely strong.

This represents, the real strength of Jun Xiaoyao is absolutely horrible!

It is far from him to be easily imprisoned.

"Is the power?"

Jun Xiaoyao is also a bit surprised, looking to the candle.

This talent ability of the candlelon is really powerful.

Of course, this also has the reason why the candlestick sneak attack is inside.

If Jun Xiaoyao knows that the candleman will shoot, he can't live in his strength and candlelit.

If it is forcibly to Jun Xiaoyao, it will be hit by anti-anti-anti-attack.

At the moment, miss the timing.

I want to kill, it is a bit trouble.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care.

For him, killing and not killing, but it is

The reason why the party is to kill, it is not a lot of hate.

It is just that you can kill, and you will kill.

Now that he kills him, since it is a bit trouble, then Jun is not mind to let him live more.

"So, do you want to marry?" Jun Xiaoyao took the void, and it was light.

In a word, let the entire eight-handed Emperor, the face is extreme anger and humiliation!

Especially Needar.

Originally, this wedding banquet should be the stage for him to wash the name of the waste and put the face.

The result is now, but more shackles.

"Forget it, Nai Lu, let it go." The candleman is also a jealousy.

"This time, I am a brother." Nairou went to the candle.

Then the eyes turned to Jun Xiaoyao, the resentment in the eyes, did not speak.

But he still succumbed.

Sometimes, people are like this.

You said that he gave him to give up the marriage, he certainly didn't do it.

But you hit him, say that you can't die.

Then he definitely still feels the wedding.

However, it is obvious that the Eighth Emperor Today is really retreat.

That is not the face of the face.

But laughing is generous.

Completely became a joke of the chaos.

Bang!

Just think that the overall situation has timed.

The sea level suddenly set off a storm.

Above the sky, the black cloud is stacked.

There is a vague projection, which is embarrassing.

Quasi-immorted breath released!

"It is the quasi-immortality of the Eight Emperor!" There was a strong eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Eight-handed Emperor, although the sunset is, it is immortal.

In addition to a closed immortal king.

There is also a number of respect.

Obviously, this is an immortal projection.

"I don't know the child, dreed my eight-way Emperor!"

The respect of the immortal projection, emit a snoring, such as thunder, so that the heavens are turbulent, and the wind changes.

A very fierce and perfect, overturned, shrouded to Jun.

Jun Xiaoyao felt a very horrible pressure.

But he stepped into the void, the face did not change color.

Even the eyebrows have not been wrinkled.

"Five grandfather!"

Huang Quan hurriedly turned his attention to the five elders.

The elders here are also frowning, and I feel that the Emperor Emperor is in a little improper.

And just when they have just have to do it.

Jun Xiaoyao is a touch of coldness.

No one can threaten him.

"How is the immortal? What is the eight ?"

"But tomorrow, Huang, eventually disappeared in the dust of history."

Jun Xiaoyao is a big sleeve, and smiles.

Decorated in the wind!

" !"

Quasi-final, drink, such as flatness.

A palm is pressed against the Jun Xiaohuo.

Jun Xiaoyao is cold.

Zhang opened his hand.

On the palm of the palm, a beautiful flower is coming.

In the moment of the flower bloom, the whole world, as if solidified!

A style of the wind, the fantastic shadow of the world, walking around the sky!

This moment, the sky is lost!

The thick shock and the intention, the emergence of all in all the eyes!