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

As one of the most beautiful women in the burial grounds of all ages, Lang Huan has high vision.

Therefore, she despised any male creatures in the burial ground.

But the young man in white in front of him, even with Lang Huan's critical and harsh eyes, could not find a single flaw.

Not only that, but it even gave Lang Huan a feeling of shame.

It's as if he doesn't feel good enough for him.

It was the first time for Lang Huan to feel this way.

Lang Huan's gaze was very aggressive, as if he was about to eat Jun Xiaoyao.

"Little milk dog, do you want to be this princess' guard?" Lang Huan's tone was charming, and the tip of her pink tongue lightly licked her red lips.

"Do you scold again?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

"Giggle, this isn't a scolding, it's a compliment." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes overflowed with a smile, but there was a hint of deep thought in her eyes.

"I said, I'm not here to be a saint, I'm here to receive maids." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

"Do you want this princess to be a maid? It doesn't matter, as long as you can beat me... the one on the bed."

Such straightforward words made the surrounding burial creatures stunned.

Among them, there are many admirers of Lang Huan, all of them are unwilling, and their faces are very ugly, as if they have eaten shit.

Although they have nothing to do with Lang Huan, seeing their own goddess say such words, there is always a feeling of being green.

"Heh..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said nothing.

Lang Huan is very beautiful.

But Jun Xiaoyao has seen too many beauties.

With his status, in the Wild Heaven Immortal Territory, as long as you hook your fingers, thousands of peerless arrogant women, princesses of great powers, will recommend their own pillow seats.

A Lang Huan, he really did not pay attention to it.

However, Lang Huan's faintly revealed breath made Jun Xiaoyao pay a little attention.

Her breath is also in the Divine Fire Realm, and it is not too far from the False God Realm.

"This selection of holy guards is over, just one of you is enough, come with this princess." Lang Huan's tone was charming and seductive.

She turned around and went to the deep palace.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly and followed without any scruples.

Originally, this time it was to select five holy guards.

But now, Lang Huan only needs Jun Xiaoyao, and the rest are all screened out.

"No, tell me it's not true!"

"How could Princess Lang Huan fall in love with other men!"

Many male geniuses let out a heartbroken wailing sound.

This development is too fast, and it was brought back to the bedroom directly.

"Amazing..." The young man with horns swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Suddenly, a creature next to him, as if thinking of something, suddenly trembled and said, "Impossible, is he really..."

"What do you mean by that?" asked the young man with horns.

"Have you forgotten? At that time, we talked about the death of the Fallen Feather Son in the Yinming Domain. He said that he killed it. We thought it was a joke, but now it seems..."

As soon as these words came out, those creatures who came with Jun Xiaoyao were all trembling as if they were struck by lightning.

"You mean, the son is the arrogance of the Jun family?" The young man with horns also had a tingling scalp.

They thought it was a joke, but now, combined with Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

There is no doubt that he is the ruthless man who beheaded the Fallen Feather Son so powerfully that the entire Fallen Feather clan did not dare to say a word! Bean Box

If you want to understand this, these creatures are like petrified, and they can't calm down for a long time.

On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao also followed Lang Huan to a deep palace.

There are many formation restrictions around, and outsiders cannot enter.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the palace, it was obviously Lang Huan's private bedroom.

Lang Huan went straight in, and Jun Xiaoyao didn't have any scruples and went straight in.

However, as soon as he stepped into the palace, Lang Huan attacked Jun Xiaoyao with a backhand.

The divine fire realm's great perfection broke out, the jade hand flicked out, and the blood-colored Shura suffocated burst out.

As the ninth princess of the Asura Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan's cultivation method is the supreme method, the Asura Demon Art.

This shot showed Lang Huan's extraordinary cultivation.

Compared with Tianjiao Tianjiao, they are all in the top echelon.

However, in the face of Lang Huan's shot, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even move his fingers.

The Shura suffocating energy that is enough to tear apart the ordinary divine fire realm arrogance, when approaching Jun Xiaoyao, all directly dissipated into the invisible, as if it had never appeared.

A flash of surprise flashed in Lang Huan's eyes, but there were not too many surprises.

"Sure enough, it's you, gentleman..." Lang Huan Yurong showed a charming smile.

She had guessed it before.

It's just the deadness in Jun Xiaoyao that makes her a little puzzled, so she has the current temptation.

After this test, it was as rumored.

Jun Xiaoyao has a special ability of mana immunity, although it is not absolute immunity, but it is enough to feel amazing.

"There's no need to try, I'm Jun Xiaoyao." Jun Xiaoyao didn't bother to hide anything, and said directly.

"Tsk tsk, this princess thought the rumors were a little untrue before, but now it seems that the gentleman is more powerful and handsome than he imagined." Lang Huan's beautiful eyes were even more radiant.

In terms of strength, Jun Xiaoyao has never been defeated in the burial ground.

In terms of appearance, it can be called peerless in Xianyu, let alone in this burial.

In terms of background, just like the Fallen Feather Clan, the power of the Asura Demon Kingdom is not weak, but they can only be soft and conceited in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

Lang Huan said not to be moved, that is impossible.

And Jun Xiaoyao's appearance also just fits her hobby.

The body is long and well-proportioned, without the explosive muscles, but it brings a feeling of perfect harmony.

Her skin was like fairy jade, and she was dizzy, making the woman Lang Huan jealous.

"Young Master, this princess has taken a fancy to you. How about being my man without you being my sanctuary?" Lang Huan's tone was very straightforward.

I don't know how long I waited to meet such a handsome little puppy, and Lang Huan naturally didn't want to miss it.

Besides, in terms of identity, the background of the Asura Demon Kingdom is comparable to the immortal forces, and she can be regarded as the princess of the immortal forces, covering the sky in the eternal burial ground.

Status and status must not be considered low.

When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, his expression remained unchanged.

"Lang Huan, I think you seem to have misunderstood something." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Oh, Mr. Jun is reluctant, isn't it bad for this princess to ask herself?" Lang Huan was a little surprised.

Those stinky men who usually chase her don't want her to take a second look.

This time she took the initiative to speak, but Jun Xiaoyao was not happy.

She is fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged. She is not only a stunner, but also lives well. What's not attractive?

"Jun is here to collect maids, not women." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.