Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 247: Panhuang Void Sword General, pure-blooded creature Gu Xukun, Yang Pan…

Fang Han didn't know whether Jun Xiaoyao did it on purpose or he really wanted to.

He was shaking with anger now, and he couldn't help but vomit blood from his heart.

"Are you okay?" Deep in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, with a cold sneer, on the surface, he asked with a pretentious attitude.

"Thank you God for your concern, there is no problem here, but the injury on his body has not healed." Fang Han gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Well, these two elixirs should help you recover from your injury." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Fang Han almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

What he wants is the Sun Moon Immortal Medicine!

Not the **** panacea that these two dogs don't eat!

But in the end, Fang Han took these two spirit medicines, because at least some of his injuries could be recovered.

"Fang Han, Fang Han, you are too naive."

Looking at Fang Han sitting side by side, refining elixir, full of hardship, but didn't dare to show it, Jun Xiaoyao was sneered.

Scheming, Jun Xiaoyao has never been afraid of anyone.

Aren't you trying to follow me in plotting wrongdoing?

Okay.

Then I will let you follow.

Just this way, Fang Han must bleed.

Because he is a child against the sky, his luck is amazing.

Without Fang Han, you might not have encountered this sun-moon elixir.

Furthermore, this sun and moon immortal medicine fits well with Fang Han's gong physique, making it clear that it belongs to Fang Han.

Jun Xiaoyao robbed him arbitrarily.

Fang Han calculated that he had to pay a price.

The chance of this journey is the price.

That's why, Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Yi Yu and Yan Qingying to follow him.

They are all people with great luck. If they are with Jun Xiaoyao, it will affect their progress.

But Fang Han, it doesn't matter. It's time to **** and seize.

After that, Jun Xiaoyao and the others continued to move forward.

The various opportunities along the way were all obtained by Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli.

Even some opportunities that should belong to Fang Han are occupied by them.

This made Fang Han's heart full of anger, but he had to hold back.

This kind of painful suffering can be imagined.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are proud now. From now on, I want you to never get out of the fissures of the ten realms!" Fang Han roared silently in his heart.

About a day later.

Jun Xiaoyao's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong?" Jiang Luoli asked.

Jun Xiaoyao did not answer.

Because he felt that in the space magical artifact, the Pan Emperor Years Sword seemed to tremble slightly, making the sound of the sword.

"Panhuang Years Sword, can it be..." Jun Xiaoyao thought with his eyes.

"Go over there." Jun Xiaoyao swept in one direction.

The existence that resonates with the Panhuang Years Sword is in that direction.

At the same time, on the other side, champion Hou Yangpan was also aware of it. He looked into the distance, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"My chance, here comes."

In a mountain, a young monk wearing a golden robes came out. It was Xiaoxitian Fahai.

He looked into the distance and folded his hands together, saying: "Amitabha, that precious place, has a relationship with the little monk."

……

This is an extremely vast plain, and above the plain.

An ancient temple is suspended in the clouds of the sky, and at a glance, it looks like a palace in the sky.

The power of the void is permeating around, and from time to time there are cracks in the dark space emerging, like a huge mouth opened by a giant beast.

On this plain, some Tianjiao flashed by, looking at the ancient temple in the clouds in the sky, with a glowing meaning in the eyes.

"It's definitely a place of opportunity!" Some Tianjiao's eyes were fiery, and their mana surged into the air.

However, just when they were about to approach the ancient void hall.

A huge black shadow as big as a continent, covering everyone.

It was a giant creature that resembled a carp, as if taking the void as a sea, breaking through the sky, tearing through the vast space, and opening its mouth to swallow these arrogances.

"Oh my god, that's...Gu Xukun!" A Tianjiao stared his eyes out of horror.

Gu Xukun is a pure-blooded creature with extremely terrifying strength. It is said that he lives in an endless void.

Can even survive the terrifying void storm.

Of course, the strength of this pure-blooded creature is also extremely terrifying.

A mouth, like a black hole, bursts with endless suction. Those arrogances, without the slightest resistance at all, are sucked into it.

The monks below the ninth rank of Tongsheng have no ability to resist Gu Xukun's swallowing.

And in Gu Xukun's body, there is no flesh and blood of ordinary monsters, etc., but like a miniature space full of void storms.

Any creature that is swallowed by Gu Xukun will be shattered into pure energy by the Void Storm in its body and absorbed by Gu Xukun.

Just now, Gu Xukun swallowed most of those arrogances.

The few Tianjiao who haven't had time to shoot, all of them are in cold sweat behind them.

However, it is strange that the ancient Xu Kun seems to only surround the ancient void temple, like a guardian beast.

It will not actively leave that range.

But in this way, no one can step into the Void Ancient Temple.

This kind of sad reminder that looked at Jinshan eagerly, but could not get it, made many Tianjiao unhappy.

At this moment, a rainbow of light swept in the distance, and a figure settled in the void, it was Yang Pan.

His gaze is far away from the Ancient Void Temple, and there is a gleam in his eyes.

He could feel that the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword in his body was trembling, and it seemed to resonate.

"Could it be...Panhuang Void Sword?" Yang Pan's eyes instinctively fell on the Void Ancient Hall.

The power of the void surges around the ancient temple.

This is the same quality as the Panhuang Void Sword.

However, the Gu Xukun beside the Ancient Void Hall caused Yang Pan to frown.

Even if it is him, it is very difficult to deal with a pure-blooded creature like Gu Xukun.

If it is swallowed, there is definitely a risk of falling.

The Heavenly Light Horned Divine Armor on his body can hardly withstand the power of the void storm in Gu Xukun's body.

"How should this be good?" Yang Pan frowned deeply.

At this time, in the other direction, there was Buddha's light and the sound of chanting.

A monk in a golden robe appeared, it was Fahai.

"Huh? Xiaoxi Tianfozi?"

Seeing the arrival of Fahai, Yang Pan raised his eyebrows.

As Tianjiao, the immortal force of the immortal realm, Yang Pan naturally knows the famous Buddha in Xiaoxitian.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the champion of Panwu God Dynasty. I am lucky to meet." Fahai saw Yang Pan, his hands clasped together.

Yang Pan's face remained unchanged.

He is not interested in any Buddha or Dao, or even bored.

However, he had heard that this little Xitian Buddha seemed to lose face because of Jun Xiaoyao when he was in the Tiandao Tower.

This is a useful point.

Fahai obviously also thought of the grudges between Yang Pan and Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.

They glanced at each other~IndoMTL.com~Although they had different thoughts, they all smiled.

"Fahai, if there is no accident, then Jun Xiaoyao should have entered the rift in the ten realms." Yang Pan said.

"Amitabha, the little monk and Na Jun Xiaoyao, but there is also a cause and effect to end."

Just when the two reached a certain understanding.

A warm and cold voice sounded faintly from a distance.

"Have you finally decided to form an alliance against the son of God?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Pan and Fahai's eyes suddenly changed.

In my eyes, there is deep resentment and coldness.

The Lord, finally here!

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