Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 1251: Jun Xiaoyao’s method, the past life spent calculating, killing is true…

"No obstacles, just watch the changes."

The daughter king is more calm.

She glanced at Jun Xiaoyao out of the corner of her eye.

For some reason, for this man who has been hiding his identity.

She always has an inexplicable confidence.

It seems that no matter how difficult the situation is, it can be solved in front of him.

Even now.

From him, there is no hint of panic.

"Does he have any other means?" The daughter king couldn't help but think to himself.

At the moment, Yu Country, Ling Country, Soul Race, Sea Realm, Daughter Country.

Five countries are striving for hegemony.

It is conceivable that if there is no means, the daughter country is afraid that it will suffer heavy losses.

Because of the other four countries, among the nine countries, they are considered to be relatively strong.

If the daughter country insists on fighting, it will not do any good.

"Young Master Ling Yuan, it seems that you are also interested in the opportunity of this Fei Xian Waterfall."

Xing Meteorite of Xing Tian Xian Tong, with a faint smile on his face.

In the outside world, Ling Yuan's identity, even other seed-level arrogances of the Immortal Order, has to be respected.

But this is a forgotten country.

In the face of chance, no one will give in.

Not to mention, because of Lingyuan's identity, no one will give away the opportunity for nothing.

"If you want to fight, it's natural, and everything is fair." Ling Yuan was also very relieved.

She didn't use her identity as a young emperor to suppress others, because she knew it was useless.

"Feixian Waterfall, rumored to have the blood of remnants, is the biggest opportunity for this forgotten land, and it is indeed interesting."

Cangju of the Cangjie Immortal Order said lightly.

His aura is restrained, and the surface of the robe he wears seems to have written many ancient words with an ink pen.

This immortal system comes from a mythical emperor who made characters, and every character possesses inexplicable power.

On the other hand, Ziyan Tianjun's attitude is light.

He looked at Ling Yuan and said: "Don't worry, you are a contemporary young emperor after all, and when you fight for the front, you will be given a face."

Ziyan Tianjun's personality is the kind of light-handedness.

Even in the face of Di Haotian, he has a desire to challenge, and he won't be too respectful.

Not to mention Lingyuan.

Ling Yuan's face is very cold.

Next, there is not much nonsense.

There is a sigh of murder in the air.

The battle among the five kingdoms is absolutely fierce.

However.

Just when the atmosphere is tense like a string.

Jun Xiaoyao walked out indifferently.

Everyone present is unknown.

Jun Xiaoyao only said one sentence.

"Don't look at me."

The people of other immortals and kingdoms, don't know what this means, they are at a loss.

But the people from the daughter country, Ling Yuan and others all reacted immediately.

Understand what Jun Xiaoyao means.

Neither of them went to see Jun Xiaoyao again.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, a cloud of misty brilliance was in his hand.

In that light.

It is a flower bud as pure as snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains.

It looks like carved from crystal clear white jade, immortal and mysterious.

In the center of the stamen of its bud, there seems to be a miniature fairy dancing, and the dance is graceful, which makes people indulge in it.

It is the flower of the past that Jun Xiaoyao plucked before.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at this flower without any influence.

He was not affected by the flowers of the past life before.

Now that the primordial spirit has broken through and reached the Hengsha-level primordial spirit, it is even more impossible to be affected by the flowers of the past lives.

And the people from the daughter country side didn't even look at that flower.

However, the Tianjiao of other Sifang kingdoms and Xiantong subconsciously looked at the flowers of the past.

Then, many people looked startled.

Confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"If you don't take action at this time, when will you wait?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

The daughter king reacted immediately, with a touch of surprise in his beautiful eyes.

"Is this his method. Although simple, it is the most direct and effective."

The king's daughter waved his arm.

The army of the daughter nation was dispatched immediately.

In the other four countries, some of the weaker cultivation bases are almost completely trapped in them, unable to extricate themselves.

Even some strong people with strong cultivation base and firm will are shaken.

Of course, not everyone is without resistance.

Such as Ziyan Tianjun, Xing Meteorite, Long Xuanyi, Cangju, Mingya and other strongest arrogances, all sacrificed their own means.

They have some special protective magical weapons, or Yuanshen Weapon, which can barely keep a trace of clarity.

"Damn it, it was calculated!"

"What is that?"

"Withdraw first!"

If they knew in advance, they might be prepared, and it wouldn't be what they are now.

But it happened suddenly, and now they only retreat temporarily.

But Lingyuan and others obviously won't keep their hands.

As the young emperor of Xian Ting, Ling Yuan is not going to kill all of these people in the Xian Dynasty.

But it's okay to let them lose their competitiveness.

For a time, the scene was chaotic, and the army of the daughter country also took action.

The armies of the other four countries were either fascinated by the flowers of the past, or fled in a hurry, and they were completely defeated.

Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao could establish a victory with just a single flower?

"Little Niangpi, aren't you going to deal with Xiaoye and me, now I want to run too!"

Seeing the graceful Mo Yanyu, sacrificed the Yuanshen Soldier, trying to escape.

Lu Fugui gritted his teeth and sneered.

The Mo family and the Lu family are in a competitive relationship. Both of them are very famous forging families.

Lu Fugui immediately sacrificed various magical instruments to suppress Xiangmo Yanyu.

"You fat man!"

Mo Yanyu's beautiful cheeks are flushed, and she clenches her silver teeth.

"You pungent little girl, let you target the little master every day, now it will fall into the hands of the little master!"

Lu Fugui had a smirk, and the fat on his face was shaking.

Mo Yanyu's face paled.

If it really falls into the hands of this disgusting fat man, she will definitely go crazy.

Finally, Lu Fugui sacrificed a sky net made of ten thousand years of silk and grabbed Mo Yanyu.

The Cangju, the Son of Truth and others, who were with her, did not care about her.

Because in the final analysis, they are just some cooperative relationship.

At the moment the situation is in crisis, they naturally cannot risk saving Mo Yanyu.

An ancient character appeared between Cangju's eyebrows, shining brightly.

This keeps his spiritual platform a little clear.

The Son of Truth is a special spiritual soul, so there is some resistance to this kind of soul-level confusion.

But.

In front of his eyes, a figure in a black robe suddenly flashed out.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the incoming person, the face of the Son of Truth changed.

The black-robed man, why did he stare at him?

Jun Xiaoyao sneered at the Son of Truth in front of him.

The Son of Truth thinks that this experience is safe, because he knows that it is impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to enter the forgotten kingdom.

But he just guessed wrong.

Without the slightest softness or hesitation, Jun Xiaoyao pressed his palm and left, while urging Hengsha-class Yuanshen.

Jun Xiaoyao has no good feelings about this Gulan Shengjiao who has been trying to believe in the Dharmakaya.

"How is it possible, Hengsha-level primordial spirit!"

The Son of Truth is scared to death.

Even if he has a special belief in the soul, but the soul level is far from reaching the Hengsha level.

Just ask how many of the Seven Supreme Realms can cultivate the Hengsha-level soul?

"Is this a quasi emperor?"

The Son of Truth has an absurd idea inexplicably.

But he didn't wait for him to think about it.

Jun Xiaoyao's moves were suppressed.

The current Jun Xiaoyao is different from before.

Hengsha-level primordial spirit, the qualification of the king of abnormal numbers, the corpse of the Holy Physique.

All of this ~IndoMTL.com~ is not something the current Son of Truth can bear.

Just when the Son of Truth wants to resist.

He heard a sound like a nightmare.

"Son of Truth, everything is over."

This familiar voice made the Son of Truth buzz in his mind instantly, unbelievable.

There was even a hint of fear in his pupils.

"Jun..."

Puff!

He just uttered a word, Jun Xiaoyao's offensive was suppressed.

There is no suspense.

The physical body of the Son of Truth was directly destroyed, and the soul of the faith was also broken up and escaped in all directions.