Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 90: The 2 armies face off head-on, and the black hands behind the scenes reveal their real body

Outside the imperial capital of the ancient country of Suzaku, the mighty and mighty coalition forces of the three ancient countries attacked again.

It's just that the faces of many sergeants still have a little shock.

After all, last time, I was scared by the Fenglinhuo four guards of the Jun family.

Although there is a sense of fear in my heart, the coalition forces are not too panic.

Because they also listened to the generals above, this time there will be big figures in the battlefield and mysterious forces will help.

Even if the son of the Jun family came forward, he couldn't prevent the ancient kingdom of Suzaku from being destroyed.

As for the ancient country of Suzaku, preparations have already been made.

Tens of thousands of Suzaku gurus, guarding outside the imperial capital.

The Lord of Suzaku, Bai Yuer and others have also appeared.

"Sir, the son of God hasn't come yet?" Bai Yuer asked the attendant.

"Return to the emperor, the news has passed, I guess it will come soon." The attendant said.

"Okay." Bai Yuer nodded slightly.

If you can't see Jun Xiaoyao, her heart will never be stable.

On the other side, the coalition forces of the three ancient nations have already approached the imperial capital.

Above the sky, three figures appeared. It was the three kingdom masters, Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu.

However, the Lord of Suzaku and others noticed.

Behind the three of them, in the void, there is actually a gorgeous bed carved out of gold suspended.

Yes, it's a very large bed.

The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.

There are also gauze tents covering all sides, but faintly, you can see a lot of graceful shadows in it.

In this scene, the Lord Suzaku was a bit surprised.

Could it be that the mysterious young man in the eyes of the Lord Qinglong was on the bed.

But this is too weird. Who will make a bed sacrifice into a royal artifact?

The Lord Suzaku's face suddenly stopped thinking about this.

"No...that's it, right?" Suzaku's heart sank slightly.

If it is really what he guessed, then the situation is not good.

Even with the support of the prince’s god, it would be extremely troublesome.

"Haha, Lord Suzaku, we meet again." Lord Qinglong chuckled lightly.

This time he looked very confident.

"It seems that you are still stubborn. Didn't you eat enough of your last loss?" The Lord Suzaku was also very hardened.

He is backed by the prince's **** son, so there is no need to be too jealous of the mysterious son.

At this moment, from the golden dragon bed, there was an extremely cold and arrogant voice.

"Lord Suzaku, Lord Benhou will give you one last chance, surrender to me, hand over something like that, and..."

The voice paused, then said.

"Let the emperor worship Yu'er and become the concubine of Lord Benhou."

The cold, arrogant and arrogant tone resounded between heaven and earth.

The faces of people from the ancient country of Suzaku are flushed with anger.

Suzaku's face was also extremely cold, but his heart sank completely when he heard the mysterious son claiming to be Lord Benhou.

There are ten, that is, that person can't be wrong.

However, just then.

A more icy and domineering voice sounded from the sky.

"Let the person of the son of God become a concubine, what are you?!"

In the depths of the imperial capital, a golden light burst out.

It was a mighty and majestic nine lions, pulling a golden chariot and flying into the air.

A peerless figure of abundance **** stepped on the chariot, like a white-clothed **** king, shaking the world with power!

Behind him, the four Jun swordsmen, leading Fenglinhuo's four guards, seemed to be crushed by four torrents of destruction!

"The Son of the Jun Family is here!"

"That was a top-notch creature of the ancient royal family, nine lions, actually used to pull carts!?"

"Fenglin Volcano four guards are also here!"

The allied forces of the three ancient nations suddenly rioted.

After all, there is still a shadow in their hearts.

Not only the Four Guards of Fenglinhuo, but also Jun Xiaoyao, the Sword Art of Slaying the Immortals, killing tens of thousands of sergeants with a single sword, it is a devil!

Jun Xiaoyao stands above the sky of the imperial capital.

The arrival of him and Fenglinhuo's four guards calmed the hearts of everyone in the ancient kingdom of Suzaku.

Bai Yuer's eyes flashed, revealing joy.

Because Jun Xiaoyao is talking about people who are the son of God.

That means she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if it is a female slave, she is also Jun Xiaoyao's female slave.

"Son of God." The Lord of the Suzaku arched his hand slightly towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.

He has some guesses, and if he is right, he will not leave ten.

"The son of the Jun family, as expected, is as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors."

In the golden dragon bed, there was a cold voice.

Jun Xiaoyao's reprimand just now made him extremely unhappy, but due to the power of the son of the Jun family, he was not directly angry.

"It seems that you are the man behind the three ancient countries." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind him, his tone of voice faint.

"Black hand? Haha, Lord Benhou just wants to subdue some subsidiary forces." That voice said.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

This is obviously an excuse.

His purpose is the bronze compass inherited from the four ancient countries.

To subdue the power, but only as a cover-up.

And he calls himself Lord Benhou.

Jun Xiaoyao has almost guessed who he is.

"My son doesn't like someone hiding his head and showing his tail in front of me~ IndoMTL.com~ show up!"

Jun Xiaoyao's face was faint, his hand squeezed his fist marks, and he threw a punch.

His realm at the moment is in the late Guiyi Realm, and it is much more powerful than before in the Divine Bridge Realm.

The same moves and bursts of power are completely different.

A lifelike golden dragon blasted out from the front of his fist, which was the dragon fist.

Everyone only heard a dragon chant, a golden dragon, passing across the sky, bombarding the golden dragon bed.

Jun Xiaoyao hasn't blessed the power of the idols to suppress the prison, but this punch is enough to crush the mountains!

"Huh!"

There was a cold snort in the golden dragon bed.

One palm sticks out, and the mana is gushing out, as if it instantly turned into ten thousand palms, slapped into the void, making the space slightly turbulent and overturned.

"Huh? Hunyuan Sanshou...It seems that he is right." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.

He had almost determined the identity of that person before, but now that his magical powers are displayed, his identity is revealed even more.

Boom!

In the void, the two men collided with each other, causing a lot of waves.

Countless people below are astounding.

Is this the battle fluctuation of Guiyi Realm Tianjiao? How does it feel as terrifying as a saint?

The fierce air wave swept across the four directions, and Jun Xiaoyao's figure remained unshakable.

The golden dragon bed was shaken back, and the gauze tent was torn and fluttered.

Finally revealed the figure in it.

Many of the exposed Miki was directly shaken to death by this shock wave, and fell on the bed in all directions.

In the center of the bed, there is a young man with a jade crown on his head and a red gold robe, an ordinary, characterless young man with a cold expression on his face, staring at Jun Xiaoyao.

"Sure enough, it is you, Panwu Shenchao, champion Hou!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.