Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 122: Panwu God’s heart is dripping blood, the calculations of Tianjiao from all sides, ten thousand…

Jun Xiaoyao's mind was slightly agitated when he thought of this possibility.

After putting away the remains of the desolate ancient Eucharist, everything is considered to be complete.

Jun Xiaoyao entered the Panwu Mausoleum this time, signed in and received the Panhuang Years Sword, received the fallen Eucharist of the Saint Realm, and also received the Eucharist insight of Emperor Panwu.

All in all, it’s a worthwhile trip.

After that, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient palace and swept outside of Panwu Mausoleum.

For other opportunities in Panwuling Mausoleum, Jun Xiaoyao is not eye-catching at all, and there are no resources like Xianyuan here.

So Jun Xiaoyao left without nostalgia.

Outside, many people are still talking about various things that happened before.

Especially Jun Xiaoyao's performance is amazing.

The God Lord Panwu and others have always had their faces black.

This time Panwu Shenchao was embarrassed.

I am afraid that I will be laughed at by all forces in the fairyland for a long time.

At this moment, entering the ancient stele of Panwuling, a ray of light fell, and from it came out a beautiful figure in white clothes, it was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hey, is the son of the Jun family?"

"Why did he come out so soon?"

Many people were surprised when they saw Jun Xiaoyao appear.

They thought that Jun Xiaoyao would stay there for a few days and nights at least.

"Could it be that the son of the Jun family failed the test and was forced out?" some people thought.

The corner of the Lord Panwu's mouth raised a sneer and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, why did you come out so soon? The opportunities in Panwuling are not too small."

What he said was a mocking mockery.

"Heh, the harvest is not bad, it's enough." Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

He is in a good mood now, after all, he has gained a lot.

"Huh?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, the Lord Panwu instinctively shook his heart, and noticed something wrong.

Then he walked into Panwuling directly amidst the strange looks of everyone.

After that, everyone only heard a roar from the Lord Panwu.

"My dear, what did the son of the Jun family take away from Panwuling?"

"Yes, listening to the roar of the Lord Panwu, I feel his heart is bleeding..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

There is no need to say much about the value of the ancient eucharist.

Even the fallen Eucharist is of infinite value, not to mention that there may be a chance to recover in the future.

Jun Xiaoyao took away the fallen sacred body, and the Lord Panwu absolutely vomited blood with anger.

At the exit of the ancient stele, the body of the Lord Panwu appeared, his face condensed to the extreme.

Jun Zhantian stepped out: "Panwu God Lord, whoever gets this opportunity will go to whoever gets it, you can't go back."

The Lord Panwu gasped like a cow, and finally took a deep breath, turned his back and said: "Let's go, don't let the emperor see you again."

The Lord Panwu is really afraid of the great Buddha Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hey, Jun still wants to stay in the gods for a few days to appreciate the scenery. The Lord Panwu doesn't need to rush to issue a visit order." Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly.

The back of the Lord Panwu trembles slightly, and then he waved his hand in a cold voice: "The banquet is over, let's go separately!"

After that, his figure was blurred, and he disappeared in place.

Seeing is clear.

Isn't it possible for the **** of Panwu to hide?

Looking at the divine master Panwu who left directly, the monks from the surrounding forces also exclaimed.

Being able to make the lord of the immortal gods like this, it is also considered that Jun Xiaoyao is capable.

The banquet of the Panwu God Dynasty ended in such an unexpected ending.

No one would have thought that the banquet where the eldest princess of the Shen Dynasty chooses a horse will turn into a stage for Jun Xiaoyao alone in the end.

At the beginning, everyone thought that this might be an opportunity for champion Hou to show off.

When Jun Xiaoyao had never challenged before, many people used it to discredit Jun Xiaoyao.

As a result, now, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and suppressed Yang Pan and other four great arrogances. It was simply not too easy.

Various rumors are self-defeating.

After the banquet was over, the major forces also began to return.

It is conceivable that this news will spread throughout the entire deserted fairyland within a few days.

"Xuan Yi, are we leaving like this?" Feng Qingling's face was very ugly.

When they were born, they were ambitious and wanted to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and become famous.

The ancestors of Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain are looking forward to their performance, so that they will not fall into the reputation of Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

As a result, now, Feng Qingling was brutally abused by Jun Xiaoyao from the beginning, and Huang Xuanyi and the other three teamed up to defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

The two were embarrassed and lost home.

Many people look at them with a vaguely joking look.

"Those people now say that our Wanhuangling Mountain is not much better than the Ancestral Dragon Nest." Feng Qingling said in a bad mood.

"What can be done, this monarch **** son is indeed so powerful that it is frightening. It seems that only the birth of Huangzi and Fengnu can deal with Jun Xiaoyao." Huang Xuanyi was also quite helpless.

"Huangzi and Fengnu, need them both to be born?" Feng Qingling took a breath, her beautiful eyes showing surprise.

Huangzi and Fengnv are two of the most extraordinary talents of the age of Wanhuang Lingshan.

One of them bears the blood of True Phoenix, and the other bears the blood of ancestor and phoenix. Their blood is extremely powerful, and their cultivation is terrifying.

Someone even compares the Huangzifengnv of Wanhuangling Mountain~IndoMTL.com~ with Long Aotian of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Of course, even if the two of them are born and confront Jun Xiaoyao, the outcome may be 50-50." Huang Xuanyi estimated.

Feng Qingling shook her head dejectedly. She was hit hard by this birth.

On the other side, Ye Xingyun's eyes are also very cold.

He didn't expect that the four of them together would not be Jun Xiaoyao's opponent.

"It seems that we must find the secret of the star palace that is left behind. It is a treasure house exclusively for me. As long as I can get it, my strength will soar to the sky. Then Jun Xiaoyao can only be dumped by me Behind him." Ye Xingyun thought to himself.

Wang Gang's expression on the side of Wang's house in the north is not very good.

Except for his brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang asked himself not to lose anyone, but now he was beaten so miserably.

"Hmph, what about the son of the Jun Family, he is still no better than my brother, the Emperor of the Wang Family." Wang Gang snorted coldly.

He can't compare with Jun Xiaoyao himself, so he can only compare with his brother.

Finally, it was Yang Pan who was the most embarrassed.

After all, he personally asked Jun Xiaoyao to fight against him, and he said that he did not dare to challenge him.

And now, reality is like slaps one by one, slapped **** his face.

Yang Pan could even feel it. There were countless ridicules around him, falling on him.

"Damn..." Yang Pan squeezed his fists, the joints were all blue.

"You must find other opportunities to improve yourself, and the most important thing is to find the remaining two swords quickly."

"Only when Panhuang's three swords are integrated, I can kill this gentleman Xiaoyao!"

Yang Pan's eyes are blood-red, like a snake choosing people to eat.

Jealousy, rage, resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions rolled in his heart.

Jun Xiaoyao is not dead, a breath of ill will in his chest!