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

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The ancient **** of the royal family, that is an extremely rare existence.

Even in the current ancient **** emperor clan, it is almost extinct.

In the younger generation, only Gu Xiaoyu has transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family.

And it is this trace of true blood that makes Gu Xiaoyu possess the power beyond other ordinary ancient gods.

Jun Xiaoyao also knows that the ancient **** family is not that simple.

Whether it is the ancient **** clan of the Nine Heavens Immortal Territory or the ancient **** emperor clan of the world sea.

Neither is the true source of the ancient gods.

And now, Gu Xiaoyu, who has transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family, seems to have a hint of rebirth.

Its bloodline may have some connection with the source of the ancient gods.

So this little girl who looks like a bean sprout will definitely be a powerful character in the future.

Of course, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, that's actually the case.

Not to mention Gu Xiaoyu who just transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family.

Even the youngest son of the real ancient **** of the royal family, or even the oldest ancient god, may not be able to compare to him if he compares his physical body.

Jun Xiaoyao, there is no further delay.

One palm pressed away, the rolling strength, like a tide, was unmatched.

Qi and blood traversed the void like a dragon, and even Gu Qingtian looked a little sluggish with that vigorous blood.

Looking at it this way, who is like the ancient gods?

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoyu also gritted his teeth, mobilizing his powerful bloodline power.

Vaguely, behind him, there seems to be an incomparably ancient and sturdy figure emerging.

It seems to hold up the world, hold up the sun and the moon, with a majestic atmosphere, like the oldest symbol of strength.

Gu Xiaoyu inspired a certain ability hidden in his blood.

It can be said that Gu Xiaoyu's punch, looking at the world, few people can stop it.

but…

boom!

An astonishing crash exploded.

Gu Xiaoyu was shocked again.

Jun Xiaoyao is unwavering.

"good."

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

In that blow just now, there were many worlds of Sumeru shattered in his body, which represented that Gu Xiaoyu's punch was indeed not weak.

Too bad it was against him.

"I lost…"

Gu Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded.

She could not have imagined that she would lose.

Even, even if a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family was inspired, he was not Jun Xiaoyao's opponent.

Can't even knock it back.

And this is not Jun Xiaoyao's true strength.

He hasn't even used the power of the law yet.

This result simply makes people doubt life.

"Don't be discouraged, it doesn't make any sense to compare with me."

Jun Xiaoyao said.

"You... what kind of physique are you?"

Gu Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask.

The power of the flesh can overwhelm the ancient **** emperors.

Absolutely no ordinary physique.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't have anything to hide, and said casually, "It's not too enchanting, it's just a congenital holy body, it's okay."

He hasn't spoken out about the Supreme Divine Blood, Chaos Body, and Fate Void, otherwise Gu Xiaoyu will doubt his life even more.

"First... Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo?

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Gu Xiaoyu was surprised.

Have you come across this legendary physique?

She was stunned, shocked, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

A small face that was a little grayed out because of the loss has also regained its radiance.

If she was defeated by an ordinary physique, she would definitely become a demon and a shadow in her life.

But if it is lost in the hands of the Innate Holy Body Daoist, it will be different.

It even feels reasonable.

The physique of the ancient **** emperor clan is strong, but the congenital holy body is a combination of the congenital holy body and the ancient holy body.

Even, even if the desolate ancient sacred body is singled out, it is enough to compete with the ancient **** physique.

Therefore, losing to the Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo is not a failure at all.

Looking at Gu Xiaoyu, who showed a smile and even felt a little complacent.

Even Jun Xiaoyao was a little speechless.

She seemed to really feel that she was honored to lose.

"Cough...that...sister, it seems that you lost, how do you feel, you look like you have won."

Gu Qingtian kindly reminded.

Gu Xiaoyu just recovered, if she loses, she will be Jun Xiaoyao's servant.

For a time, she was a little nervous.

Who knows what Jun Xiaoyao will do to her?

"Don't worry, although you lost, I won't do anything to you for the time being. Let's go to the depths of the imperial mausoleum first."

Seeing Gu Xiaoyu's guarded expression, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, slightly speechless.

He has no interest in this little girl's film.

Jun Xiaoyao turned around and walked away.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Gu Xiaoyu rubbed a mouthful of shiny silver teeth.

"Congenital Holy Body Dao fetus turned out to be the Congenital Holy Body Dao fetus. This time, this girl has planted it."

"That, sister, you keep saying that I'm stupid and will suffer."

"But it seems that you are not doing much better, sister. Now, like me, you are the servant of the master."

Gu Qingtian said foolishly.

"Shut up, you stinky brother, you have made a miserable sister!"

Gu Xiaoyu's big eyes spit fire.

here.

Jun Xiaoyao came to the strange seaside shrouded in the vast fog.

"Sure enough, there are special fields and restrictions. If you cross directly, you will sink into it."

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He found that the Emperor's brand that was suppressed by his eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly.

"It seems that the real chance of the Emperor's Mausoleum lies in the depths of this sea."

He also noticed the faint vibration of the bronze key on his body.

As if there was some kind of resonance.

"Oh, are they here too?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked at it.

One after another, some figures also emerged and gathered here.

After all, this is the core of the imperial mausoleum.

"Happy..."

Yiyi appeared.

Then, Yun Xuanxu, Yun Yusheng and others appeared.

And Tantai Qingxuan.

Even Dongfang Qingwu appeared, her face covered with red veil, her eyes were bright when she saw Jun Xiaoyao.

Of course, there are people from other imperial clans, such as Xiahou Shenzang, and Tianjiao of the Soul Emperor clan, etc.

Three figures appeared, it was Chu Xiao, and the map and Ximei who guarded the family.

Later, they came together.

Chu Xiao's hatred for Jun Xiaoyao, of course, does not need to be said.

But there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao is safe and sound.

But Chu Feifei disappeared without a trace.

"Could it be..."

Chu Xiao's heart sank.

Even Chu Feifan after the fusion of the origins of the three religions is not Jun Xiaoyao's opponent?

"It's really tricky. Only by obtaining the real inheritance of the emperor can you be qualified to wrestle with him. Now you have to bear it!"

Chu Xiao thought to himself.

Although he doesn't know, how many times he has forbeared.

But still have to endure.

At this time, some figures came.

It is the arrogance of the Sifang Temple.

Dragon Kan of Qinglong Temple, White Tiger King and Bai Ling of White Tiger Temple, Que Ling Tiannv of Suzaku Temple, Xuanwu Crown Prince of Xuanwu Temple.

"Yun Xiao..."

In Long Kan's eyes, a ray of extreme coldness flashed.

Emperor Longxuan's revenge, he has not forgotten!

As for the White Tiger King, his expression was slightly unnatural, but he did not look at Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the little white tiger and the white spirit, looking at Jun Xiaoyao, there was a dazed feeling in his big eyes.

What is lost to know how to cherish, she understands.

The comfortable days of eating and drinking with Jun Xiaoyao, now that I think about it, I feel a little nostalgic. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

And the bird spirit goddess in the Suzaku Temple, dressed in a long flaming dress, looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a solemn gaze.

Only the Xuanwu Crown Prince in the Xuanwu Temple was a man in black armor with deep thoughts in his eyes.

However, they did not directly attack the Tianjiao of the eight imperial clans.

At this juncture, it is not a good time to fight, after all, the opportunity is ahead.

And this time.

A woman dressed in a black and gold dress, who was absolutely cold and glamorous, came with an indescribably powerful aura, holding her hands behind her back.

And when he saw this figure, Dongfang Qingwu, whose expression was indifferent, turned pale and couldn't help shouting.

"Dongfang Aoyue, why are you here?

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