Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 97: Qin Xuan, a leading girl, above the imperial city, on the top of the Forbidden City, can be expected…
Just when the whole fairyland was surging.
Jun Xiaoyao, located in the center of the eye of the storm, is about to reach the imperial capital of the Panwu dynasty.
He passed through several teleportation formations halfway and reached Panwu Daozhou.
The imperial capital of the Panwu God Dynasty is in the central area of Panwu Daozhou.
There is only half a month left, enough for Jun Xiaoyao's next arrangement.
At this time, outside the car, the sound of nine lions came.
"Master, in front is the capital of the Emperor Panwu."
Jun Xiaoyao heard the words and took a look at the curtain.
Ahead, a majestic and majestic city that is magnificent to the extreme, stands above the earth.
The entire giant city is vast and boundless, and its walls are like the Great Wall extending to infinity from left to right.
In the imperial capital, there are pavilions and pavilions, noisy markets, and crowds.
There are many floating islands suspended in the sky, with palaces strewn across them, just like gods.
"This Martial God dynasty is worthy of being an immortal dynasty, but it also has a certain atmosphere." Jun Xiaoyao looked at it.
Immortal Taoism, transcendence, is the giant of Xianyu, and each one is not simple.
It is precisely because of this that although the Jun family and the Zulong Nest have deep hatred, they have never set off an immortal battle.
Because both sides know that it is not that simple to completely eradicate one immortal power.
Of course, strictly speaking, it is Zulong's Nest that is more afraid of the monarch.
The Panwu God Dynasty, as the Taoist tradition created by Emperor Panwu, although it is not at its peak, it has not fallen much.
Jun Xiaoyao's figure fell from the sky, and the nine lions broke free from the reins and followed Jun Xiaoyao.
"Dog left, are you too conspicuous like this?" Jun Xiaoyao asked, looking sideways.
Nine lions are all poured out of gold, with golden light shining so hard that people can't open their eyes. The golden color is so dazzling.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to let himself become a monkey in the zoo and be watched by people.
Moreover, some of the things he wants to do are inconvenient to be too public.
"Master, can you not call someone's real name?" The nine lions whispered, grimly.
After that, it shrank suddenly, and finally turned into one in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes...
Uh... Shiba Inu.
Yes, in the eyes of Jun Xiaoyao, this is no different from Shiba Inu.
It's just that this is a nine-headed Shiba Inu, which looks a little weird and funny.
"Is this a walking emoticon, no matter what." Jun Xiaoyao sighed lightly.
At least nine Shiba Inu, not so ostentatious.
Jun Xiaoyao held his hand and entered the imperial capital through the city gate like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard.
The sergeant of the Shen Dynasty guarding the gate of the city, seeing Jun Xiaoyao, were all surprised and afraid to stop him.
Because Jun Xiaoyao's temperament is too detached.
The gods all over the body are faint, shrouded in fairy radiance, and the whole body is filled with immortal charm and Taoism.
This is naturally attributed to the Da Luo fairy bone he refined.
Jun Xiaoyao's appearance is also shrouded by Xianhui, which makes people indistinct.
Jun Xiaoyao was just like that, without any hindrance, he entered the imperial capital directly.
After Jun Xiaoyao left, a young guard asked in doubt: "Chief guard, why didn't you stop that person to check his identity? All monks must be checked when they enter the city."
"You dumbfounded, can that kind of character be able to stop the inspection casually, maybe it's a proud man of the immortal tradition, who is not inferior to the eldest princess!" The chief guard glared.
"Oh, that's it." The young guard nodded again and again, feeling scared for a while.
After Jun Xiaoyao entered the royal capital, he also attracted a lot of attention.
Although his appearance is concealed by the seemingly non-existent haze, his temperament cannot be concealed.
Many young girls, and some powerful female monks, can't help but stare at Xiangjun Xiaoyao from the corner of their eyes.
There are many people who know Jun Xiaoyao's name in the entire Huangtian Fairyland.
But few people have actually met him.
In addition, there are also many immortal disciples of Taoism, who are in the royal body, **** body, etc., and they are covered with mist.
It's impossible that everyone who has a fairy light shrouded in him is Jun Xiaoyao, right?
Therefore, no one can see through.
At this moment, a young girl in a plain cyan sarong looked hesitant, but in the end she gritted her teeth and bit her scalp and walked forward.
"This is the first time for the son to come to the imperial capital of the gods. Qin Xuan can lead the son and understand various situations."
The young girl named Qin Xuan was worried.
She has also attracted many disciples from big powers, but this is the first time for a mysterious and transcendent existence like Jun Xiaoyao.
The other female monks only dared to wait and see from a distance, without the guts to approach.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes fell on Qin Xuan, and the brows were lightly raised.
Qin Xuan is only fifteen or six years old, and her cultivation level has the Great Perfection in the Divine Bridge Realm.
He noticed this, but didn't say anything.
"Yes, then you can lead the way." Jun Xiaoyao took out a piece of exquisite source of God.
A group of passers-by around were just dumbfounded.
"Fuck, this is the source of superb gods, that son is too tyrant, right?"
"It is definitely a descendant of some immortal power, hey, I really envy that girl!"
There were many exclamations around, and many female monks bit their lips and stomped their feet, cursing that they had missed the opportunity.
Qin Xuan also opened her mouth slightly, looking flattered.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression is rather plain.
Because the Peerless God Source is already his most common currency.
"My son, let me tell you the latest news. In a few days, the banquet of the Princess of the Gods Dynasty will be held."
"The champion will also fight the king's son at the top of the Forbidden City."
"I heard that the prince's son is a fairy-like figure, with an invincible appearance of his peers."
When Qin Xuan said Jun Xiaoyao, her eyes were full of longing.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao is already a dream in the hearts of hundreds of millions of girls in Xianyu.
The eyes of the nine lions who followed were weird.
If this girl knows that the man next to her is the prince's son she admires and longs for, is she afraid that she will faint with excitement?
But then, when she mentioned the champion, her mood was obviously wrong, and there was a volatility~IndoMTL.com~ It seems that there is a kind of hatred in it.
Jun Xiaoyao saw it in his eyes and asked casually: "If the son of the Jun family really promises, who do you hope will win?"
Qin Xuan heard this, with a deep hatred in her eyes, and did not hesitate to say: "Qin Xuan hopes that the king's son can win, and even kill the champion!"
A different color flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, and he said: "At your age, you have the cultivation base of Shenqiao Dzogchen. It shouldn't be easy to be born. How can you lead the way?"
Qin Xuan clenched her fists with her five fingers, and said in a deep voice: "I am a member of Qin Tianhou's Mansion, and my father is God Qin Tianhou."
"And my mother was a well-known beauty in the Shen Dynasty. Later, she was favored by champion Hou and wanted to be included in his harem. My father refused, and then he was killed by him, and my mother died. ."
"The entire Hou Mansion has fallen, I can only live outside." Qin Xuan whispered, but the hatred in her eyes was thick and could not be resolved.
"It turned out to be like this." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
He doesn't have much sympathy, after all, there are too many people worthy of sympathy in this world.
Jun Xiaoyao is not the kind of Mother who will pity the miserable.
"Sorry, I must have made the son unhappy after talking about so many personal matters." Qin Xuan regained her mood and smiled reluctantly.
"Don't you want to take revenge?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Revenge? The champion Hou is in the Panwu dynasty, and he is like an emperor. Who can get revenge on him?" Qin Xuan said bitterly, very weak.
"Above the imperial city, the top of the Forbidden City, you may be able to look forward to it then."
Jun Xiaoyao whispered, holding his hands and walking in front of him leisurely.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Qin Xuan was stunned for a while.
She doesn't quite understand what Jun Xiaoyao means.