Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 1403: The new sign-in place, the mysterious home to the ruins, help Yan…

Jun Xiaoyao and others found an inn in Jianbei City and gathered together.

The few people present are all the earliest famous arrogances of the Huangtian Xianyu.

No need to say Jun Xiaoyao.

At that time, Ye Guchen was the reincarnation of the famous sword demon from the ancient Ye family.

Yan Rumeng is also a saint of the Demon God Palace, and she had conflicts with Jun Xiaoyao.

Ji Qingyi has always been the most outstanding genius of the Ji family, and the saint of the immortal religion.

At that time, besides them, there were many heroes.

For example, the young emperor of the Northern Kingdom family's Teng, Long Aotian of the Zulong Nest, and so on.

Now, the years have passed and the times have passed. How many of the original arrogances are now left?

And even if it can live to the present.

Most of the rest have also become nameless, and everyone is stunned.

Years are like a sword to kill the arrogant!

"So the goal of my generation of monks is to fight for crossing, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom."

Ye Guchen didn't have much emotion, because he was originally the reincarnation of the sword demon.

After I don't know how many vicissitudes, the only goal is to reach the top of kendo.

"In that case, Brother Ye is bound to win this sword tomb." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Although Ye Guchen has confidence in himself, he is not arrogant.

He understands how strong Jun Xiaoyao is.

"If Brother Jun gets serious, the position of the descendant of the sword tomb should be yours." Ye Guchen said.

He knows Jun Xiaoyao's aptitude against the sky.

Even though Jun Xiaoyao is not a sword repairman, the sword skills he showed casually are enough to make him a sword repairman.

"Brother Ye has a good reputation, Jun Mou is just here to make soy sauce."

"And I don't specialize in kendo after all, and I have no interest in the descendants of Jianzhong."

What Jun Xiaoyao said is the truth.

If you don't want to see, is there any chance that Jian Tomb will transform Daluo's sword fetus?

Jun Xiaoyao really doesn't necessarily come to Sword Tomb.

Ye Guchen was a little speechless when he heard this.

Jun Xiaoyao said that he didn't specialize in kendo, but he left behind him not knowing how many kendo Tianjiao.

"And the most suitable candidate for the descendant of Jianzhong should be Brother Ye."

"Brother Ye's dedication to kendo is obvious to all. Even if you look at it for nine days, few people can compare to Brother Ye." Jun Xiaoyao continued.

Ye Guchen was silent about this.

Because he does have a subconscious feeling.

Sword Tomb, he must come.

At this time, Ji Qingyi said: "On the nine heavens, there are indeed not many Tianjiao who specialize in swordsmanship, but the sword emperor in the Ruins of the Holy Spirit is indeed a human being."

"It is rumored that his body has a special origin, and he is naturally proficient in kendo. It can even be said that no one is more suitable for sword practice than him."

"Oh, that's the case, then we have to learn from each other." Ye Guchen's eyes shone brightly.

"Brother Ye may not have this chance, because his goal is me." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Of course, he didn't take the sword emperor into his heart.

"Also, if you want to trouble me with that ancient Qiandie, I will also accept it." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Gu Qianjie is the great devil in the fairy cave.

Ji Qingyi shook her head slightly and said: "Don't worry, the gentleman, Gu Qianmei is now in retreat, so he probably won't come to Sword Tomb."

"Retreat?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

He thought, that Wang Yan of the Emperor's Meteorite Mountain was just going to Xianling with his clone.

These nine-day princes, how can one or two of them like to retreat.

Ji Qingyi's gaze faintly said: "The next nine days, they may not be calm, they are preparing for one thing."

"Oh? What does Miss Qingyi know?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed darkly.

Ji Qingyi has a deep heart, and she must have mastered some news.

Ji Qingyi said: "Qingyi doesn't know exactly what it is. I only know that it may be related to the land of the nine heavens and the ruins."

"The land of the ruins..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Nine days, in fact, the full name is Jiutianguixu.

Nine days is where the restricted areas of all parties are located.

Going back to the ruins, it's even in the depths of nine days.

It is also a forbidden place full of mystery.

In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, the mechanical sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the new sign-in place has been refreshed, please sign in at the land of the ruins!"

Jun Xiaoyao was thinking even more when he heard the system prompt.

It seems that the source of all the secrets should be on the Nine Heavens Guixu.

Wang Yan, the Great Demon King Gu Qianmei and other nine-day top pride retreat.

Maybe it is preparing for the ruins.

What is there in the land of the ruins?

Jun Xiaoyao has one more place to explore.

"Thank you Ms. Qingyi for telling me." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Although he and Ji Qingyi are not close friends.

I even played against each other and used it.

But in general, there is not much friction.

"It is not easy to get a thank you from the gentleman. In the future, you may have to rely on the gentleman's help."

Ji Qingyi's eyes are like autumn water, very clear.

It is hard to imagine that a woman with such clear pupils is a woman with extremely deep thoughts.

Jun Xiaoyao just smiled politely.

Sure enough, Ji Qingyi would not do things that are not good.

She should be seeking something from herself.

This woman, I don't know what else is calculating.

But no matter what, as long as you don't mess with him, everything is easy to say.

After a small gathering, Ye Guchen, Ji Qingyi and others also left separately, preparing to wait for the opening of the sword mound.

Jun Xiaoyao also got up and glanced at Yan Rumeng. Said: "Follow me."

Yan Rumeng's heart beats.

What will Jun Xiaoyao do?

After that, Jun Xiaoyao found an other courtyard in Jianbei City.

Then brought Yan Rumeng into the room.

Yan Rumeng suddenly became confused.

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room.

Jun Xiaoyao is also looking at Yan Rumeng, as if looking at a piece of art.

If viewed by other men like this, Yan Rumeng only feels disgusted.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze made her tender body slightly numb and her cheeks darkened.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Rumeng bit her silver teeth secretly.

"The legs are getting longer again." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.

"Do you still want to be as light as I was before, no chance."

Yan Rumeng can't wait to step forward and bite Jun Xiaoyao.

The only man who was frivolous than her, but he was never responsible for her.

"This is just like you before, forget it, no kidding."

"Your Heavenly Dream fan butterfly bloodline, logically speaking, is the ancient bloodline as powerful as the gods and demons, the Nine Transformations of the Silkworm, and the Primordial Emperor Butterfly."

"It's just that, the true power in the bloodline has not been fully utilized."

"Now, I have a way to help you to fully utilize the power of the Tianmeng Midie's bloodline."

"Your strength~IndoMTL.com~No matter how you say it, it can't be worse than the little god, demon ant." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Although the little **** demon ant is still practicing in the fairyland.

But his strength can be regarded as the top of the younger generation, and his aptitude is directly behind his father, that is, the famous God and Demon Emperor.

Yan Rumeng's Tianmeng fan butterfly bloodline is no weaker than the gods and demons.

So if Yan Rumeng's bloodline talent is fully explored.

Zhengdao Chengdi shouldn't have much problem.

It's just that Yan Rumeng hasn't had much chance for a long time.

Even the awakening of her own bloodline talent was only successful with the help of Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want this piece of jade to be buried like this, so he wanted to help her.

Of course, there is a deeper meaning, which is to make up for the trace of guilt in his heart.