Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go-Novel2

The calm and indifferent voice, like the voice of a god, resounded in everyone's ears.

At this moment, the whole situation of the melee was a rare stagnation, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Whether it is the Golden Horn, the Silver Horn, or the Promise Star Palace, everyone’s faces are full of unprecedented shock!

This sword is from my monarch's family, it is for Xuan Tianzong!

Sect Master Xuantian and the others shook their heads, as if there were billions of thunders, and the whole person was a little dazed.

Then, there are endless surprises!

Jun's house!

It's the people from the Lord's family here!

At this moment, all Xuantianzong cultivators have a sense of unreality like a dream.

The Jun family they are thinking of, is this coming?

In the distance, a slender figure shrouded in dim fairy light stepped into the air.

He is in white clothes and is unsullied, holding an ancient sword that is filled with the breath of time.

one person……

One sword...

Xianzi Peerless!

"Except for the triple snow of the king's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes..." A junior sister of Xuan Tianzong muttered to herself as if she was idiotic.

She had never seen such a detached person.

Compared with Xuan Tianzong's surprise and excitement.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn are panic-stricken and uneasy.

It was the Golden Horn and Silver Horn who were quite disdainful of the Jun family before, and they swallowed at this moment, with a sense of anxiety in their expressions.

As for the Promise Star Palace, a group of people turned pale with fright.

Fang Caijun Xiaoyao's sword swept away at the Wuji Star Palace camp.

After the sword, most of the people directly turned into dust, swaying between heaven and earth.

This is terrifying, it makes the scalp numb and the hairs stand upright!

Even those imaginary gods and true gods who survived by chance, faced this sword with a sense of danger.

"Terror, too horrible, who is this person?" Mo Fan's face was still pale.

Just now, he had a feeling of going to a ghost gate.

Mo Fan was almost annihilated in this sword light.

If it weren't for the end, the star villain in his body released a star shield to protect his body.

Mo Fan at this moment is afraid that it has already turned into dust.

Looking around for a week, Jun Xiaoyao said with an indifferent expression: "The lower realm of the **** son is here to kill the ten sinners. Are you ready to go to Huangquan?"

The words of Jun Xiaoyao made the golden horns and silver horns masters look ugly, and there was a faint fierce light in their eyes.

Just when King Golden Horn was about to speak, saying that Jun Xiaoyao was overwhelmed.

The ancestors of Dongxuan and others appeared.

Two saints, one quasi saint!

Such a lineup, not to mention the invincible world in the lower realm, at least can sweep the Quartet.

As far as the lower realm is concerned, even if there is only one quasi-sage, it is possible to control the battle, let alone two saints, one quasi-sage.

"Great..." Sect Master Xuantian, Deputy Sect Master and others were excited and the ground turned red.

The hearts of the masters of the two sinners sank completely.

In the same mood as them, there is the Promise Star Palace.

Mo Fan's face was hard to see the extreme.

Over the past year or so, he has risen completely and has gone smoothly. To be honest, he has indeed drifted a bit.historical

Not to mention the Tianjiao of the Lower Realm, even some Tianjiao of the Immortal Territory, Mo Fan didn't pay much attention to it.

But Jun Xiaoyao was just a sword, and it made Mo Fan feel the fear of death.

He felt that even if he had a star villain, he might not be Jun Xiaoyao's opponent.

"Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and Promise Star Palace, don't leave one!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was flat and indifferent, but he meant to kill with iron and blood.

For these sinners, Jun Xiaoyao has no mercy.

Kill when you kill!

And the Promise Star Palace, helping Zhou to abuse, is the driving force of this catastrophe, and Jun Xiaoyao will naturally not let it go.

"Yes, please follow the orders of Lord God Son!"

The three ancestors of Dongxuan all shot.

Two saints and one quasi saint were enough to completely reverse the battle.

"Dear Xuantian Sect disciples, cooperate with the Lord Jun's family to completely kill the sinners!" Sect Master Xuantian shouted loudly.

"Yes!" A group of Xuantianzong cultivators, motivated, began a Jedi counterattack.

Jun Xiaoyao has also taken a shot, holding the Pan Emperor Years Sword, a strong strength of the years is permeating.

Not to mention the monks of the same level, that is, Hedao, Nirvana, Tongtian, and even Shenhuo masters, facing the sword light of Jun Xiaoyao, will have a sense of fear.

Slaughter the Immortal Sword Art blessed the Pan Emperor Years Sword, and superimposed the powerful power of Jun Xiaoyao itself.

Nirvana masters will be easily destroyed.

Even the masters of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm and the Divine Fire Realm would suffer severe damage and die.

Jun Xiaoyao is like entering the realm of no one, killing all directions.

Yi Yu and Su Ziqiong also took the shots, both of them were fierce and decisive.

At this time, everyone in the Promise Star Palace panicked and had already begun to retreat.

They actually didn't need to mix in, but if they missed it, they would hate it forever, and now it's too late to regret.

The Promise Star Palace did not expect that the desolate ancient monarch of Xianyu would come so soon.

Just when Mo Fan was about to retreat, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"Liu Qianqian... she, how is this possible?" Mo Fan's mind buzzed.

Didn't he torture Liu Qianqian like a man?

The more miserable Liu Qianqian is, the happier he is.

But now?

Liu Qianqian is not only good, but also seems to be higher than before.

And she was also fighting beside Jun Xiaoyao, looking at Jun Xiaoyao with a strong admiration, obsession, and longing.

"Damn it, it's all the son of the Emperor's family, he must have saved Liu Qianqian, hateful!" Mo Fan's temples throbbed, his expression sullen.

Liu Qianqian can be described as his obsession.

The more miserable she is, the better Mo Fan's thoughts become.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao saved Liu Qianqian, which undoubtedly completely aroused Mo Fan's anger.

"If there is a chance, I must let this gentleman's **** son regret saving Liu Qianqian." Mo Fan thought coldly in his heart, and he also began to retreat.

Mo Fan is not stupid, he knows that now, he can't beat Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Unless he can get the treasure of the star palace in his memory~www.mtl.com~ At this time, Liu Qianqian also noticed Mo Fan who was about to leave. Her beautiful eyes burst into anger, and she let out an angry cry: "Mo Fan, don't run away, you fool!"

"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced around and saw Mo Fan.

When Mo Fan saw this, he even sacrificed a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on his body, and then he turned into a silver light and walked away.

"Is that him?" Jun Xiaoyao was about to take action.

At this time, a group of experts from the Promise Star Palace surrounded them.

Mo Fannai is the core of the Promise Star Palace, and there is no room for loss.

"Man's arm as a car." Jun Xiaoyao held the Panhuang Years Sword, while the sword's edge was turbulent, each of the Promise Star Palace masters turned into the dust of the years.

"Yi Yu, catch him." Jun Xiaoyao said in a voice transmission.

"Yes!" Yi Yu drew away, burning the real fire of the sun, turning into a fiery flame, chasing after that Mo Fan.