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

The entire depth of the magic mist burial pit became quiet again.

Jun Xiaoyao is tall and tall, but frowns lightly.

In Lu Yuan, there was also the time when Long Qingxuan fell.

They also said similar things to Chen Xuan now.

The most important thing is that before falling, they all seemed to see a figure from the imprint.

Jun Xiaoyao thought deeply.

It seems things are getting more and more interesting.

But that's okay, it's lonely without an opponent.

Jun Xiaoyao is looking forward to the appearance of a real opponent.

At this time, a stream of light suddenly merged into Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Jun Xiaoyao took a look and found that it was luck.

It must be Chen Xuan's luck seed.

After Chen Xuan's luck merged into Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Jun Xiaoyao found that the color of his purple luck seeds had become a little darker.

It seemed that in the dark, more luck was blessing him.

Jun Xiaoyao was noncommittal about this.

He is a luck hunter, so he doesn't worry about luck at all.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about the changes in the seeds of luck, but set his eyes on the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book.

With a flick of his footsteps, he landed on the **** quagmire.

At this moment, he sensed a kind of field pressure, which attracted him to fall into the blood quagmire.

At the same time, my mind became chaotic, as if there were countless magic sounds filling my ears.

Jun Xiaoyao's face is calm, his soul is self-preserved, and he is calm and concentrated.

Now his primordial spirit is not bad, and he will not be affected by this at all.

As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, the chaotic energy spread out, mighty and mighty, his body instantly flew into the air, and fell in front of the bone.

"Presumably this person should be the former disciple of Master Xuanyi."

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at it and raised his hand to grab it.

The Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book fell into his hands.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel the power of Dao Yun and law contained in the Ten Thousand Laws Book.

Even thicker than the Heavenly Dao Staff.

No wonder it was rumored that Emperor Xuanyi's master could enlighten all living beings and open the door of talent with the help of the divine book of ten thousand dharmas.

But Jun Xiaoyao is not that great, and he doesn't want to teach others with the magic book.

When Jun Xiaoyao got it, he just extracted the law and Dao Yun from it to help him comprehend the law.

After all, it is not that simple to comprehend the Three Thousand Laws.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's talent is incomparably evil.

But it also needs some assistance to practice faster.

After putting away the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book, Jun Xiaoyao was also preparing to leave.

This place of immortality can be regarded as the burial place of these sons of luck.

Not only Chen Xuan.

Dongfang Hao is also on Jun Xiaoyao's list.

Jun Xiaoyao walked away.

He felt the special atmosphere of this place, and also showed the meaning of thinking.

The strange aura in the magic mist burial pit is somewhat similar to the strange aura in no man's land, but not exactly the same.

It seems to be different branches in the same source.

Reminiscent of the land of the immortals, it fell from the sky.

"Could it be..."

Jun Xiaoyao thought secretly.

This world is still too big.

Even the vast and boundless boundary sea is just a corner.

If it finally solves the black disaster of Jiehai.

He will definitely return to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm and ask the Jun family about the true truth of this world.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, feeling that he was thinking too far.

He directly left the magic mist burial pit.

Then take Peng Feiyang and leave.

After Jun Xiaoyao left.

Those Jinlin people who left the magic mist burial pit early.

They didn't wait for Chen Xuan to come back.

They knew that Chen Xuan might stay in that place forever just like Wang Zhenxuan.

Thinking of this, these Jinlin clansmen also set off to return to the clan land.

And the other side.

Outside the clan territory of the Golden Scale Clan.

Another figure appeared.

It was a young monk with a handsome face, wearing plain Buddhist clothes, with ancient Buddha patterns on the center of his brows, implying a golden awn.

The whole person seems to have a sense of spiritual wisdom.

It is Wenhui Buddha of Dongling Temple.

Wen Hui Buddha also came to the land of the immortals.

In his heart, there was an inexplicable induction, and he came to the Golden Scale Clan.

It seems that somewhere, this place has some kind of fate with him.

Then Wen Hui Buddha also entered the Jinlin clan.

The clan elder of the Jinjinlin clan reappeared.

Seeing someone coming again, the elders of the Jinlin clan were also surprised.

Seeing this, Master Wenhui made a question.

After learning that Chen Xuan had been here, his mind was shocked.

The ancient Buddha pattern in the mind seems to have the light of the Buddha looming, and there is some kind of ancient wisdom enlightening the spirit.

"Dare to ask the clan elders, brother Chen Xuan now..." Wen Hui Buddha asked.

"He went to the Demon Mist Burial Pit," said the veteran of the Golden Scale Clan.

Wenhui Buddha frowned slightly when he heard the words.

He had a vague sense of foreboding.

The old Jinlin clan said as if they suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, little friend, please follow me to a place."

Wenhui Fozi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The elder of the Jinlin clan came to the wordless inscription with Wenhui Buddha.

Before, when Chen Xuan left, he said that if anyone came to him, he would be led to this wordless inscription.

The elder of the Jinlin clan just remembered, so he brought Wen Hui Buddha here.

Seeing the wordless inscription, Wenhui Buddha's son was suddenly touched.

He stretched out his hand and pasted the wordless inscription.

Suddenly, a wave of information was transmitted to his mind.

"If I fall, the one who kills me will be Yun Xiao, the son of Yun Shengdi Palace."

"Heavenly Dao Staff was also taken by him."

"If it's my disciple, he will avenge me in the future."

Wen Hui Buddha's face was startled, and his heart could not be calm.

Sure enough!

Before, when he first met Chen Xuan, he felt inexplicably kind.

It seems that there is a kind of fate in the dark.

But at that time, Chen Xuan was too cautious and did not reveal anything.

So I didn't delve into it when I asked Hui Buddha, but he actually kept a bottom line in his heart.

And now, get the news.

He finally understood that Chen Xuan was indeed the reincarnation of Emperor Xuan Yi's teacher.

"Master..."

Wen Hui's mood caused waves.

And at this moment, a group of Jinlin tribe members who went to the magic mist burial pit returned.

Informed of the situation there.

To put it simply, Chen Xuan is probably gone.

Hearing the words, Wen Hui Buddha's son was filled with indignation.

He went directly to the magic mist burial pit alone and entered it.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Although the depths of the magic mist burial pit are full of dangers.

But Wenhui Fozi is not such a simple character.

Between his eyebrows, the ancient Buddha patterns bloomed with Buddha light, dispelling the devilish energy.

In the end, in the depths of the magic mist burial pit, he only saw a fragment of a hem.

Seeing this fragment, Master Wenhui could no longer hold back his hatred.

He is still late.

I asked Huifozi that he had hatred in his heart and hated himself, why he didn't fully realize it until now.

"The person who killed Master was Yun Xiao..."

Wenhui Buddha, as a member of the Buddhist family, there is a coldness in his eyes at this moment.

Since his sense of fate is correct, Chen Xuan is indeed his master.

Then, what he sensed, the prince of the Great Xia, Xia Yuhua, should be right.

His predecessor, the Buddha Emperor of Dongling, was dedicated to guarding the Demon Realm and guarding the empress's remnant body.

And since he could have some kind of feeling for Xia Yu's paintings.

In other words, the Xia Yu painting is very likely to be related to the reincarnation of the mysterious empress.

Even, maybe it is!

Thinking of this, Wenhui Fozi had a cold look in his eyes.

He knew that with his current strength, it was impossible to avenge Chen Xuan and defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he is the reincarnation of Emperor Dongling, he can't deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

He still has this self-knowledge.historical

However, this does not mean that asking Hui Buddha will give up.

"I must expose the faces of Yun Xiao and Xia Yuhua, and let the world know the truth. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Wen Hui Fozi thought about it, and suddenly he thought of something.

Hall of Three Lives!

The Hall of Three Lives has always taken the suppression of the Blood Moon Calamity as its mission.

Even, the reason why the mysterious empress was suppressed was thanks to the founder of the Sansheng Palace, the Sansheng Emperor!

"I may not be able to deal with the son of Yunsheng Emperor Palace."

"But the Palace of Three Lives can."

"Go to the priest of the Sansheng Palace, Yuan Ruyi!"

Ask Hui Buddha to make up his mind.

He must expose it to the world.

Jun Xiaoyao was the one who killed Emperor Xuanyi's teacher and captured the Heavenly Dao Staff.

And Xia Yu's painting is the reincarnation of the mysterious empress!