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

Chapter 1287 is entered into the 18 hell and understand the opportunity of the God of the source avenue.

"Father, don't!"

When I heard the east of East, the black face suddenly changed.

She knows how horror is the 18th floor hell.

That is the most important penalty in Xian Ting.

In the face of this penalty, even even dying is a gift.

18 floors hell, full of endless sin, blood robbery.

Every layer is a big torture.

Usually, even the first few layers can not be supported.

Although in the eyes of the eye, Jun Yu is like mystery.

But he can't live in the 18th floor hell.

"Oh ... Self-acceptance."

Belt cold color.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao is almost a dead.

"Father, if you want to take Yuro into the 18th floor hell, then put me together!"

The embarrassment is the first time.

She has never been a prostitute and does not let his father are difficult.

However, Jun Xiaoyao is the first, making her teenagers.

It is also the first, a man who is a mark in her heart.

For this result, she is unacceptable.

And Jun Xiaoyao himself, but it is very light.

Foundation, flashing a thinking of thinking.

Then he opened.

"If you can make the princess, you have the freedom to choose the marriage, what will I fight for 18 hell?"

Have to say, Jun Xiaoyao's sister skill is really full.

I heard this, my heart is broken.

And the Sky True of the side saw this scene, and the face is also cold.

Although he did not awaken his own awareness of the emperor.

But I also perceived that this white man seems to be impressed by the embezzlement.

I don't know, I'm falling.

But to tell the truth, even if you change to any woman, you must definitely can't resist the charm of Jun Xiaoyao at this moment.

That kind of sprinkling of people, surrounding, is enough to capture any woman's heart.

"In this case, the emperor will become all you."

East Vintage Jun explored a big hand.

Jun Xiaoyao feels that this hand, like a sky, and caught.

In an instant, the world seems to be reversed.

Jun Xiaoyao, a mess.

Then he felt that he was as broken as a bird of wings.

Not stopped, falling.

Later, surrounded by the world of blood and melt.

He was thrown into the 18th floor hell.

The 18th floor hell, as the most horrible penalty in Xian Ting.

Each of them, it is unbearable and will bear endless pain.

Such as the iron tree hell, mirror hell, steamed hell, knife mountain hell, oil pot hell, etc.

These crimes are all inexpensive. It is not an ordinary monk to endure.

Only the real sin will be entered here, accept unfair penalties.

People who have been killed eighteen hell will be born as death, and they will bear the life of life.

And Jun Xiaoyao, sitting on a layer of hell.

Accept the most horrible punishment.

His expression is no change.

Don't think that Jun is not feeling.

Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is not different.

There is no sense of hell, nature is nature.

But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao is too horrible.

This kind of body and mind is as if it is sprinkled, it can't make him really painful.

Now Jun Xiaoyao, can perfectly control any emotions, including pain.

However, the only thing that let Jun Xiaoyao pay attention.

Eighteen hell, full of endless sins.

The power of these sins, always infect him.

The most strange thing is that Jun Xiaoyao is actually a feeling, this sin, it seems to be true, is not a dream fiction.

"Is it ..."

Jun Xiaoyu is flashing in the brain.

His eyes, suddenly become taste.

"Donghua Emperor, the final owner of the ancient fairy trip, this is really sighful ..."

Jun Xiaoyao has to sigh, this myth, the means is approximately fairy.

But now, the 12th hell in the depths, there is a inexplicable touch.

His tacit, this broke through the king of the amendment.

In various aspects such as enlightenment, it naturally has reached the top level.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao felt that the desire of the provenance in the heart.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity ..."

Jun Xiaoyao lights up.

What he is best is to turn all the situation that is not conducive to his own situation.

For example, this eighteen hell, for him, is the best enlightenment environment.

"Maybe, my Bundong Avenue will take this again to evolve new changes." Jun Xiaoyao whatted.

His original Avenue God has created a new inspiration after the ridiculous sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

Now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao is touched.

He began to sink into cultivation.

It can be said that no one can think of it.

This ancient Ting Ting is the most horrible place to punish.

It turned out to be a place to cultivate the provenance.

On the other side, in the Ling Xiao Bao Temple, the Wanxian Banquet.

Idown, cry: "I am also a big sin, why don't my father not to join me into 18 hell!"

She feels that she and Jun have a happy, like the white snake and Xu Xian in the story.

Clear love, but if there is a lover, it is difficult to finally become a genus.

"Okay, don't make trouble." East Villa was laminated.

This 10,000 feast is over.

And the sky is really a jun and the embeid wedding banquet, and it is natural.

If you say, the embeid is a friend.

So now, she is still indifferent to Haotian Zhenjun. It is still indifferent to strangers.

faintly feels, it seems that there is something important thing to lose.

This makes him extremely uncomfortable.

But he can't force the embeid, after all, she is the daughter of Donghua Emperor.

Since then, I can't think about it, I don't want to eat.

The belt is getting wider and does not regret it, and it is grateful for the monarch.

And the power of the sins in her body is gradually difficult to control.

The only way is that, as the Donghua Emperor is said, it is divided into three souls of the heavens and the earth.

During this time, Jun Xiaoyao has also been in the 18th Hell.

He didn't know, when this dream will end.

But he feels fast.

And over time, Jun Xiaoyao's creation, the fourth-style prototype, and it is about to complete.

However, it is also the foot of the door and lacks the most important sentiment.

"Eighteen Hell, but so." Jun opened away.

"It's a meaningful person."

At this time, a sound sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao did not accidentally, looking to the source of sound.

A figurine, as if it is deeply stacked in the laminated time and space, ambiguous.

It is Donghua Emperor.

"It seems that you don't seem to be unexpected?" East Huadi said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and smiled: "The purpose of the emperor, is not to test, is it suitable for passing a big sin?"