Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 702: Jun Xiaoyao used the power of one person to support the sacred body and one vein, and personally replied…
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The world is dead, and the rain of blood soars!
Under the background of a blood-stained sky, Jun Xiaoyao has a handsome face like ice, long hair floating, wearing a desolate **** armor, and a great desolate halberd in his hand pointing diagonally to the earth.
At this moment, he doesn't have the fluttering white fluttering temperament of the past.
On the contrary, it looks like a domineering young God of War, like the incarnation of a catastrophe, purifying the world with the power of killing and trembling!
In the sky and on the earth, countless lights converged on him.
Ji Qingyi, Ru Ying, Sheng Xuan Yi, this famous ancient road, endless radiant Tianjiao.
At this moment, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, everything seems to be extremely ordinary, and the light is lost.
Jun Xiaoyao is the existence that makes them all need to admire and awe!
Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers were very excited and tearful.
How many years have it been!
How many years have they been oppressed by the Cang family!
Today, Jun Xiaoyao calmed the anger in their chest!
At this moment, more than three hundred Dahuang villagers were full of fanatical admiration and worship in their eyes.
It seems that Jun Xiaoyao is the only deity worthy of worship in their hearts!
"We, always follow the adults, until death!" Ning Defa roared like an old lion, and knelt down at Jun Xiaoyao.
More than 300 villagers who survived also knelt down.
"It's a blessing to have you in the Saint Body line..." Wu Hu was completely relieved, with a smile of relief on his blood-stained face.
"One day, I will become as powerful as my big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes were full of respect.
"Is this... the kind of hero mentioned in the grandfather's story?" Xiao Xuan Xuan stared blankly, her big eyes full of longing and admiration.
The figure standing on the sky, watching the world, was deeply engraved in her young heart and could never be erased.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao is standing on the sky, between his eyebrows, his coldness is unabated.
He completely ignored the countless awe-inspiring gazes around him.
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At the moment, Jun Xiaoyao has only one thing to do, which is to destroy the Domineering Star Cang Family.
However, before that, he still needs to do some things.
"Today, the son of God announced that the desolate ancient temple and the people who guard the temple will rise again in the fairyland, no one can stop!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice was vigorous and spread throughout Cang Ming.
Everyone was shocked and shocked.
Should Jun Xiaoyao use one person's strength to once again support the frail Communion?
But...
Looking at the Last Ethical Bodyguard who has almost reached the end of life, and the three hundred deserted villagers.
Everyone can't imagine how the desolate ancient temple can rise again.
No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, he is only one person, how can he support the whole sacramental line?
Compared with the doubts of the audience.
Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers have only deep gratitude in their eyes.
But they also have self-knowledge, knowing that they can't restore the line between the ancient temple and the guardian of the desolate temple by their own strength.
Wu Hu also smiled and said: "With your words, I am relieved, and I can leave everything to you with peace of mind."
Wu Hu felt that the fire of his life began to extinguish.
But he has no complaints or regrets, with a smile on his face.
"Senior Wuhu, you can't step down, you have to see the defeat of the Domineering Body with your own eyes." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
"I have been able to persist until now, I am content, and I know where my limits are." Wu Hu shook his head, feeling relieved about life and death.
"Since my lord Xiaoyao has been inherited from the ancestors of the ancient temple, I naturally have to contribute to the ancient temple."
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and slapped it on his chest. Then, drops of blood of the sacramental body with golden luster and bright red like onyx emerged.
The quantity is densely packed, not one drop or two drops, three drops and five drops.
Hundreds of drops of Holy Body Essence and Blood were directly tempered by Jun Xiaoyao.
"Jun Xiaoyao, no!" Wu Hu's eyes shook, and he spoke to stop him.
Now Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of the Eucharist, and there must be no mistakes!
"My lord, you are..." Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers were also stunned.
There was also a crowd of arrogances who were onlookers, who were also gaping, dumbfounded, and staring blankly.
Essence of the Eucharist is so precious that one drop is enough to sell for a sky-high price.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao casually sacrificed hundreds of drops of Eucharist blood!
The most important thing is that the Essence of the Eucharist is extremely important to the Ancient Eucharist.
Jun Xiaoyao's move, wouldn't it harm him?
Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's face, and was surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm as usual, without the slightest paleness or weakness.
"These essences and blood are bestowed to you, and your own hatred is the most enjoyable way to repay you personally." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"But you..." Wu Hu stopped talking.
"Don't worry about me. Did Senior Wuhu forget that pool of Saint Body Essence?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Naturally, he will not do anything to damage himself.
The last time I hurt myself, it was to save Jiang Shengyi.
And to be honest, although Jun Xiaoyao respects Wuhu and these deserted villagers.
But compared with Jiang Shengyi, they are obviously incomparable.
It is not realistic to ask Jun Xiaoyao to squeeze himself out to help them.
However, Jun Xiaoyao refined a pool of Eucharist blood before.
At this moment, the sacred blood in his body is already full of vigor.
The most important thing is that the Essence Essence and Blood that Jun Xiaoyao absorbed, Qi Qi finally turned into his own Essence of Essence.
And Jun Xiaoyao is a Eucharist who has broken the ten chains.
His Eucharist essence and blood are essentially different from those of the ancestors of the Eucharist.
Three hundred deserted villagers, each of them received a drop of Jun Xiaoyao's Holy Body Essence and Blood.
Old man Ning Defa got five drops.
Ning Chen and Xiao Xuan Xuan each got ten drops of blood.
As for Wuhu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him fifty drops of Holy Essence and blood.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want Wuhu to fall.
It would be a shame if a saint-lord-level ancient sacrament fell.
"After you finish refining, we will return to the Domineering Cang Family, where we will avenge and avenge our grievances!" Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Your lord is right, we must clean up the humiliation of our temple guards!"
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Three hundred deserted villagers, no, they should be called the Three Hundred Temple Guardians at this moment, and their eyes are full of revenge anger.
Even some old people like Ning Defa are full of enthusiasm at this moment, and the silent traces of the sacramental blood in the body seem to be activated.
They began to sit and practice, preparing to refine the sacred body essence and blood bestowed by Jun Xiaoyao.
"Can it still work?" Wu Hu also sat down cross-legged.
To tell the truth, with his current state of being exhausted, even if he has refined the sacred body essence and blood, it is estimated that he will not be able to return to the sky.
It's like a spring that is almost drying up. Even if water is poured in, it will treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and it will eventually dry up.
"Senior, how do you know if you don't try it?" A smile appeared at the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth.
The essence of the Eucharist that broke the ten chains, maybe it will bring a miracle?