Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go 2

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“Ding, congratulations to the host, you have won the 7 Star reward, and the Emperor Pan Sword!”

As the system’s voice fell, Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly empty in front of him.

Immediately, an ancient sword with a simple meaning appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This Ancient Sword is similar to the ancient sword Jun Xiaoyao saw on Yang Pan before.

It’s just that the Emperor Spirit Sword is filled with common people aura, and the sword is also carved with 100000000 10000 common people.

And this sword of Panhuang Years, the whole body is flowing with the meaning of simple and long-term years.

In this sword, what is carved is Sun and Moon rotate, 4 seasons change, Heavenly Cycle Star turn, as time goes by.

Just looking at it gives a vicissitudes of aura.

“Interesting, didn’t expect to get one of Panhuang’s 3 swords.”

With Jun Xiaoyao’s calm and calm character, Rao is also rare to show joy at this moment.

Although register rewards are random, sometimes they seem to be somewhat related to register.

Among them, there are no rules at all.

But no matter what, to get the 7 Star reward, and it is also the Emperor’s Years Sword, this is definitely a surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.

“Have I evolved from a non-chief into a Luck Emperor?” Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Last time he registered at the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country Imperial Palace, he only got 4 stars.

Shook the head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and held the Panhuang Sword.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of time flowing.

His whole arm seems to be aging in time.

At this time, the 20 large Luoxian bones in his arm shined, resisting the erosion of the force of time.

“Interestingly, if someone else gets this Emperor Years Sword, it will be difficult to use for a while.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time is very mysterious and terrifying.

If most people approach this Emperor Years Sword, they are afraid that they will age immediately.

Unless it is some powerhouse, it can support it with its own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao’s mind moved slightly, holding the Panhuang Years Sword, and slashing at the bronze puppets behind him with a single sword.

Suddenly, a semi-imaginary sword glow swept over, and those bronze puppets began to decay and age, and then they turned into patina powder.

“It’s really strong.” Jun Xiaoyao slightly nodded.

With his current realm, he couldn’t exert much of the power of the Pan Emperor Years Sword.

But with this random sword, the power is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the Supreme Bone in Jun Xiaoyao’s chest trembled again, as if it had some resonance.

“Supreme Bone has changed again, last time because of that Samsara Dao Jin.” Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Think about it this way, the next Divine Ability of Supreme Bone seems to be related to the years of Samsara Power.

“It seems that I have time later, I have to go to the Sacred Spirit Academy to find out whether the reincarnation of Sacred Spirit can transform my Supreme Bone.” Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

He incorporated the Pan Emperor Years Sword into Space Magical Artifact.

“If the Martial God master knows the Pan Emperor Years Sword he has worked so hard to find, I can register it and get it. I’m afraid it will vomit blood qi?” Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t help but smile.

Right now, Pan Huangsheng Spirit Sword is in Yang Pan’s hands.

The Panhuang Years Sword is in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

In the end, only Panhuang Void Sword is left.

“No hurry, the reason why I left Yang Pan for the life of me is to use him as a coolie to find the Void Sword, when the time comes, I just need to grab him.”

Jun Xiaoyao is an exhaustive plan, and he has long thought of a successor.

The only value of Yang Pan alive is to help him find the last Pan Emperor Void Sword.

That Martial God master obviously also held this idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn’t mind, no one would take what he wanted.

“It’s not a trip in vain just because of the Emperor Years Sword.” Jun Xiaoyao continued on.

Even if in the end, Jun Xiaoyao did not find a chance for the transformation of the Sacred Body natural phenomenon, he would have nothing to regret.

A sword, paid back.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao also continued to go deep into Panwu Tomb.

The ancient temple is covered with thick dust.

Most of the temples are empty.

Obviously, the chance inside has been snatched away by Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for the occasional missing Sacred Pill, Treasure Medicine, Sacred Medicine, Aristocrat weapons, etc., Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care at all.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao’s vision.

The palace is located in one of the most remote corners deep in Panwu Tomb, surrounded by piles of grass.

There are even some chains outside, enclosing that area, as if you don’t want people to approach it.

“Huh…that’s…” Jun Xiaoyao pupil light murmured.

In Panwu Tomb, in most places, you can see traces that someone has probed.

Only that one hall seemed to be uninhabited.

Moreover, there seemed to be a bloody mist lingering around.

What makes Jun Xiaoyao curious is not only the abnormal appearance of the palace.

It’s even more because his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, vaguely, actually had a slight reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao was sure in his heart, just stepping away.

He pushed open the door of the temple, and it was completely dark inside.

One after another Yin wind blows out, most people are absolutely scared hair stands on end, but Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

His Desolate Ancient Sacred Body restrains all evil spirits and dark power, so it is not empty at all.

At this moment, deep in the darkness, a crash-bang chain sounded.

It felt like something imprisoned in chains started to move.

“En?” Just when Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating.

A bloody fist wind suddenly exploded from the depths of the darkness.

At the same time, there is also the roar sound of wild beast.

“What the hell?”

Jun Xiaoyao pushed his right arm horizontally, and 20 big Luo fairy bones shone out, and the extremely sacred aura came out, colliding with the bloody fist wind.

Bang!

With a shock, the whole palace was trembling.

And under the rays of light from Daluo’s fairy bone, he also saw the silhouette in front of him clearly.

It was a silhouette of a wild man with long hair hanging down to the ground.

A pair of scarlet eyes, full of chaos and mania.

But what makes Jun Xiaoyao care about is not the image of the wild man, but his physique.

It turned out to be Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

boom!

After a hit, Jun Xiaoyao and the silhouette of the savage retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao’s arms are all numb.

“Fortunately, there is the blessing of Da Luo Xian Bone and Hell Suppressing Divine Elephant Strength, otherwise the result is unpredictable.” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes were very solemn.

In the depths of Panwu Tomb, inside the forbidden palace.

How could a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body appear?

And it is not an ordinary Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

This Desolate Ancient Sacred Body feels like a degenerate Sacred Body after some transformation and mutation.

That’s right, it’s the depraved Sacred Body!

Because the qi and blood of the Sacred Body are all bright and sacred golden, and the qi and blood of the degenerate Sacred Body is an ominous dark red.

“This fallen Sacred Body will definitely not be the Great Emperor Panwu. What kind of existence is it?”

Jun Xiaoyao’s heart is full of doubts.