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

Sensing, not only clouds, small blacks and candles.

The Jun Xiaoyao and god of the Yiyi island are also inseparable.

One of the pavilions.

Jun Xiaoyao is standing side by side, looking away from the distance.

A purple black cultist, through the heavens and the earth.

As long as it is in the chaos sea, it can be clearly seen.

"One Wang Temple, it seems that our guess is true."

Seeing the light column, showing a worry about the color of the gods.

The horror of the horrible, making her a little heart.

It can be said that if Neuri is really a magic monarch.

That is not good, it may even be restricted.

"This is what it means, yes, why do you have a magic monarch? Why can the Magic Monarch can lead the six kings?" Jun Xiaoyao is very curious.

God is slightly smashed: "Specific conditions, the slave slaves are not very clear, after all, this is just a legend."

"but……"

"But what?" Jun Xiaoyu flashed.

"According to some ancient books recorded in our family, the Magic Monarch, seems to have been given the ultimate ruins, so it has the ability to rule six kings."

"What is the ultimate ruins gave the magic monarch?" Jun Xiaoyao is more curious.

"It seems that it is ... a drop of blood." God said.

"A drop of blood?"

Jun Xiaoyao, flashing a slight man.

He immediately thought a lot.

The corner of the mouth also brought a touch of smile.

"In this case, then it is more interesting, who knows that Needar, is it really a magic monarch?" Jun Xiaoyu is with a taste.

"What do you mean?" God's foggy water is a bit awkward.

In her eyes, Jun Xiao is unleading.

Always have a bamboo with a bamboo, winning a coupon, as if everything is in his mastery.

"Don't worry, then, I will not dare to come to me." Jun opened.

Subsequently, Jun Xiaoyao passed the message.

Let Su Red coat come to the Magic Sea.

Really good show, will be staged!

......

Just the entire chaos, because this transformation, while shaking.

In the stem of chaos, on the island.

That skyled purple black light column finally became late, slowly dissipated.

All the Bayi Emperor's creatures are nervous, it seems to be waiting for something.

And in the depths of the eight-drain shrine.

That group violet began to disperse.

Nairo's figure turned out.

It is different from before.

On his body, an has appeared.

This purple black armor with a mysterious, strange, dark breath.

It seems that any of the gods is unable to destroy it.

"The Avanti Arms ..." Nairo muttered.

His cultivation is the same as before, or to respect.

But he feels that he has a change in nature.

There are many memories in your mind.

Naturally, it controls the big gods of many horrific.

Many of these big gods are much stronger than the eight-seipher of his previous.

In addition, this evil spirit is also an invincible defense for him.

Almost is comparable to the existence of the world's level.

More importantly, this armor can also increase his full property.

It can be said that although the neck is still the respected.

But even the strong people of Xiao Tianzun levels cannot pose a threat to him.

Now his strength, compared with the previous day, can not be sympathy.

Of course, there is also the most important point.

"The Magic Monarch, I turned out to be the legend, the magic of the six kings!"

Nairi is invalid, but I can't believe it all.

This is just like the sky, and his mind has a sense of dizziness.

However, Niki is still good, soon, it is calm.

"The Eight Evil God has been decentralized by the ultimate definitely, and became the magic monarch of the six kings."

"This is said, isn't that the boss of the Yuxi?"

Thinking of this, Needs of endless resentment.

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

If you want him, you have already been famous for yourself, and even the beautiful people are in your arms.

And everything, it was destroyed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Don't worry, I seem to be something wrong."

Although Nairu has known his identity.

But he still feels that he is not the most complete state.

"I almost something, right, blood, is a blood!"

Need to recall.

Discover in ancient memory.

There is a drop of black blood.

That drip, as if there is an endless darkness, with a power of the heavens.

And the Eight Dragon, but also with that dripping, it can dominate the whole chaos sea, which makes countless life.

This is why the eight evil spirits will be loyal to the ultimate ruins.

"It turns out that it is necessary to get the blood, I can really become the monarchy, become the evil spirits."

Needelled thoroughly.

He is now strict, it is not enough to awaken the power of the Magic Monarch.

Just get the death of the Magic Monarch, the evil spirits.

"Need to find a drop of black blood, there is no trace in the Magic Sea, then it is only possible." Nairy muttered.

He is already thinking, how can it go.

Now he has confidence, even if he hits Jun Xiaoyao.

Don't say that you can crack the Jun, don't want to threaten him at least Jun.

It is more impossible to play him so wolf.

"Waiting patiently, the last king is born, when you come, everything is self-satisfactory."

"There is also Yuxi, you may not think about it, even if you are the first king, you still have to listen to me."

When I thought here, Needressed in my heart was dark.

He has already thought that after the future, I wake up the power of the Magic Monarch, how to get torture.

"Right, there are other kings, it seems that I have a grievance, such as the ten tail, the world, the fox, and the candle, nine Yinyi."

Now Needeling, it is already able to induce fluctuations in the king of the king.

One of them fluctuates from the side of the candle.

Who is, there is no doubt.

......

Enthusiasm, a month.

Let Jun Xiaoyao are surprisingly, Nairu has not come to him to revenge.

"It seems that this neighborhood, although some stupid, but it is not silly to no bottom line." Jun Xiaoyi smiled.

At this moment, he is lying comfortably in a hot spring in the evil.

The hot springs is the hobby of Jun Xiaoyao into the bones.

Just coming to the exotic, always layout, rhythm, no leisure at all.

Now, there is a quiet feeling before the storm.

So Jun Xiaoyao is also busy sneak.

God, Huangquan, this pair of sisters, is also a cool, revealing a large snow-white skin.

When you are waiting for him, massage it for him.

"Happy adults, good body ..."

Huangquan is in the hands of the joke, and the face is also red, and it is very happy.

Jun Xiaoyao did not explode the muscles, but the bone of jade, but there is a natural perfect and harmony.

Huangquan continued to look down, and his face was more rude.

On the other hand, the god is also like a water, said: "The son of the son, the slaves and cousins ​​can't stand."

Jun Xiaoyi has a cough, and he has not heard.

In fact, after signing into Xuanyang Baoto.

He does have some depth of women.

Step by step to the stomach, no longer an adjective.

At this moment, there was a congings outside the outside.

"The followers of Happy adults are coming."

"Is there a red dress?" Jun Xiaoyed smiled.

The king will gather, and the real curtain should also be opened.

Rainstorm is coming!