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

　　 The world fell into dead silence.

　　 Looking at the black soil that was destroyed by those two moves, all the monks secretly swallowed a sip in the surrounding area of ​​Nantian City.

　　 Hei Tu, as the arrogant of the Black Clouds, is not only not weak, but very strong.

　　 Its strength is even comparable to that of some great teachers, Taoist Tianjiao.

　　 Otherwise, he wouldn't be a follower of Jun Wanjie.

　　 And now, between Jun Xiaoyao's hands, he killed a Tianjiao effortlessly.

　　 This made the monks who saw Jun Xiaoyao take action for the first time, and there was a shock in their eyes.

　　 The son of the king's family, the zero number sequence, a well-deserved name!

　　 "Jun Xiaoyao!"

　　 There was a roar, which exploded like thunder on the ground.

　　 That is Jun Wanjie, raging with anger, and a three-foot thunder light burst into his eyes, showing his innermost anger.

　　 his own followers are killed in front of their own face, this is naked face slap.

　　 And it's still the kind of no room left.

　　 Boom!

　　 Jun Wanjie didn't say much anymore, he couldn't bear it anymore.

　　 What are the consequences? I'll talk about it later. The current Jun Wanjie only wants to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

　　 He slapped out with one hand, and the terrifying thunder light poured out, turning into ten thousand rays of thunder, and the fluctuations were so powerful that it was shocking.

　　 This is a powerful thunder system martial arts supernatural power, the Eight Desolation Shocking Thunder Palm.

　　 Blessing Jun Wanjie's Thunder Tribulation battle body, shoot it out with one palm, and any Tianjiao in the Divine Bridge Realm will be either dead or injured.

　　 "God be careful!"

　　 Jun Zhanjian couldn't help but reminded.

　　 Although he knows that Jun Xiaoyao is very strong, but Jun Wanjie is not weak.

　　 Both he and Jun Linglong had not stopped Jun Wanjie before.

　　 However, as soon as Jun Zhanjian said his words, he choked, his pupils slowly widening.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao made a fist with five fingers, and blasted a fist lightly, without the slightest smoke, but it seemed that the sound of dragons broke out!

　　 A real dragon phantom, entwining his fist, burst out!

　　 is the supernatural power of Zulong’s Nest, Dragon Fist.

　　 At the same time in his body, seventy thousand giant elephant particles, blessed with 700 million catties of supernatural power, poured out with this punch!

　　 The double powers are superimposed, and the fluctuations seem to push the sky 100,000 miles!

　　 rumbling!

　　 The terrifying mana ripples spread, like a small nuclear bomb exploded, and the entire Nantian city seemed to trembled three times.

　　 In the eyes of everyone, a figure, from the core of the collision, flew upside down like a broken kite, blood splashing into the sky!

　　 It is Jun Wanjie!

　　 He flew upside down, his punching arms were twisted in a strange posture, and his bones were obviously broken.

　　 His face was pale, his eyes looked at Jun Xiaoyao with an unprecedented shock!

　　 There are many things, if you don’t experience it yourself, but just look on, you can’t experience that kind of despair at all!

　　 You have finally realized the despair of Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian.

　　 It seems that it’s not a person at all.

　　 is a young emperor!

　　 "Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his regressive figure, his pupils trembled slightly.

　　 Not only him, but the entire Nantian City were stunned.

　　 Jun is stunned with his sword!

　　 He knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not afraid of Jun Wanjie, but he didn't expect it to be such a crushing situation.

　　 "My Lord God, he is really invincible..." Jun Xuehuang exclaimed.

　　 "The son..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes overflowed with admiration.

　　 This is her master, invincible in this world!

　　 "I don't believe it, come again!"

　　 Regardless of the tribulation, after all, he also emerged from the bottom, and his xinxing was still stronger than Ye Xingyun and his ilk.

　　 Obviously he couldn't just give in.

　　 Jun Myriad Tribulation's body surface was entwined with thunder, and his broken bones made a crackling sound, and his arm recovered directly.

　　 "It is worthy of the Thunder Tribulation War Body, it is said that this physique, with the heavenly Tribulation to quench the body, the physical body is incredibly powerful!"

　　 Seeing Jun Wanjie's arm recovered as before, many monks flashed their eyes.

　　 Thunder Tribulation Battle Body, ranked in the top three hundred of three thousand physiques, has its own extraordinary features.

　　 "What about the powerful body? It was not broken by the king's **** son. It can only be said that the Thunder Tribulation battle body is scum compared to the ancient saint body!"

　　 Many female monks curled their lips, disdainfully said.

　　 At this moment, they have long become Jun Xiaoyao's fans.

　　 How many young Tianjiao whose looks and strength are comparable to each other?

　　 At this moment, Jun Wanjie stepped on the sky, surrounded by lightning.

　　 He looked at Jun Xiaoyao, no more contempt.

　　 "I practice the Supreme Dharma, and I have the body of thunder and calamity. I should punish the sky and control the thousands of thunder and robbery!"

　　 "Eight thunders are forbidden, the **** of wild thunder!"

　　 The Lord looked up to the sky and roared, billions of thunder bursts out, intertwined in the void.

　　The black robbery cloud rolled, as if a thunder **** appeared, such a scene, which moved people's hearts.

　　 "Punishing the heavens, it's ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat.

　　 "If the sky is in front of the son of God, you have to bow your head and claim your court, let alone you!"

　　 Jun Xiaoyao has black hair and fluttering black hair.

　　 He spurred the golden spirit sea of ​​the ancient sacred body, and the majestic mana burst out, faintly condensed into a golden idol that suppressed the eternal time and space.

　　 Idol’s jailbreaking force, urged to the extreme.

　　 At the same time, his left hand evolves the tactics of warfare, swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes and hooks. Ten thousand kinds of magical soldiers condensed from the void, with a sound of killing and cutting that shook the world.

　　 And his right hand, with dragon aura, reveals a lifelike shadow of a true dragon, which is the magical power of the ancestral dragon nest he extracted from the dragon element, the true dragon trapping heaven technique.

　　 The two styles came out together, the real dragon phantom burst into the sky, crashing into the thunder and lightning **** in the black robbery cloud, the two collided, and the sky fell and the earth broke!

　　 Ten Thousand Kinds of Divine Soldiers, it is an impact on the King.

"how come……"

　　 Jun Wanjie was hit before he could react.

　　 Even if he defended with all his strength, he was subjected to a violent impact. He couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his bones were broken.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the wings of the devil, the void was extremely fast, and it fell to the sky over Jun Wanjie in an instant. UU reading www.uukansshu.com blessed his supernatural power and fell with one foot, like a **** king.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a tingling voice.

　　 With his foot, he stepped directly on Jun Wanjie's chest.

　　 The two are falling like meteors.

　　 accompanied by a roar.

　　 Jun Wanjie's figure hit the ground heavily, but Jun Xiaoyao's feet still stepped on Jun Wanjie's chest, with one hand behind him.

　　 The clothes are fluttering and not stained with dust.

　　This kind of contrast is too huge, and it makes people feel unreal.

　　 Jun’s fifth sequence, at this moment Jun Xiaoyao stepped on his feet, unable to move.

　　 Is Jun Wanjie weak?

　　 Absolutely not, everyone saw the power of Cai Jun's miracles.

　　 Then there is only one result left.

　　 is that Jun Xiaoyao is too strong.

　　 And many people have noticed that Jun Xiaoyao has not used all his strength at all.

　　 He didn't even use the Supreme Bone and Eucharist vision.

　　 "Jun Xiaoyao, let go of your feet!" Jun Wanjie's face rose into pig liver, and he shouted angrily, unable to keep calm.

　　 Boom!

　　 Jun Xiaoyao heard the words, but once again fell heavily, causing Jun Wanjie’s mouth to bleed and his breastbone shattered.

　　 "Honestly, it's not good to be your fifth sequence? It just doesn't have such a long eye." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

　　 "I haven't lost yet, just give me time..." Jun Wanjie looked awkward, unwilling to roar.

　　 "My opponent is not interested in losing, even if you give you a hundred thousand years, you can only look at my back in vain until you can't see it..."

　　 Jun Xiaoyao's words are simply killing people.

　　 Jun Wanjie's face turned red and blue, and he vomited a mouthful of blood from his heart again, and he was so angry that his heart would collapse!