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

To

You can search “Preliminary Registration Desolate Ancient Sacred Body 妙笔阁(imiaobige.com)” in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

Universe 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 God armor, and Great Desolate Halberd in his hand pointing diagonally to the earth.

At this moment, he doesn’t have the white clothed and fluttering Immortal Qi quality of the past.

On the contrary, it looks like is a domineering young War God, such as incarnation, with Power of Slaughter to clean the world, shaking the universe!

above heaven under earth, innumerable lights converge on him.

Ji Qingyi, Ruying, Shengxuanyi, this famous Ancient Road, rays of light endless Heaven’s Chosen.

At this moment, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, everything seems to be extremely ordinary, and the rays of light are 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 smoothed the anger in their chest for them!

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 Gods worthy of worship in their hearts!

“We, always follow Sir, until we die!” Ning Defa knelt down to Jun Xiaoyao like an old lion on the roar.

More than 300 villagers who survived also knelt down.

“Sacred Body lineage has you, it’s a blessing…” Wu Hu was completely sighed in relief, with a smile of relief on his bloody face.

“One day, I will become as powerful as Big Brother!” Ning Chen’s eyes were full of respect.

“Is this… the kind of hero in grandfather’s story?” Xiao Xuan Xuan stared blankly, her big eyes full of longing and admiration.

The silhouette that stood on the sky and watched the world was deeply engraved in her young heart and could never be erased.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao stands on the sky, between the eyebrows, undiminished.

He completely ignored the countless gazes around him in awe.

At the moment, Jun Xiaoyao has only one thing to do, which is to destroy the Domineering Cang family.

However, before that, he still needs to do some things.

“Today, this Divine Child announced that the Desolate Ancient Temple and the lineage of the temple guards will rise again in the Immortal Domain, no one can stop!”

Jun Xiaoyao’s voice is vigorous and spread throughout Cang Ming.

Everyone was shocked and shocked.

Should Jun Xiaoyao help the debilitated Sacred Body lineage with one person’s strength again?

But…

Looking at the last Sacred Body Wuhu who has almost reached the end of his 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 entire Sacred Body lineage?

Compared with the doubts of the audience.

Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers have only deep gratitude in their eyes.

However, they also have self-knowledge, knowing that they cannot reinvigorate the Desolate Ancient Temple and the lineage of the Temple Keeper alone.

Wu Hu is also said with a smile: “With your words, I am relieved, and I can leave everything to you with peace of mind.”

Wuhu felt that his Fire of Life began to fade away.

But he has no complaint about Wuhui, still smiling.

“Wuhu Senior, you can’t step down, you still have to see the fiasco of the lineage of Tyrant Body.” Jun Xiaoyao lightly said with a smile.

“I have been able to persist until now, I am content, and I know where my limits are.” Wu Hu shook the head, very relieved of life and death.

“Since I, Jun Xiaoyao, have the inheritance of the ancestors of the Desolate Ancient Temple, I naturally have to contribute to the Desolate Ancient Temple.”

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and slapped it on his chest. Then, drops of bright red like agate, glowing with golden luster, Sacred Body blood essence emerged.

The quantity is densely packed, not one drop or two drops, three drops and five drops.

Hundreds of drops of Sacred Body blood essence were directly exposed by Jun Xiaoyao tempering.

“Jun Xiaoyao, no!” Wu Hu’s eyes shook, and he stopped.

Now Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of Sacred Body lineage, absolutely nothing can go wrong!

“Sir, you are…” Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers were also stunned.

There is also a crowd of Heaven’s Chosen onlookers who are also gaping, dumbfounded, and staring at it.

Sacred Body blood essence is so precious, one drop is enough to sell for a high price.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao just took hundreds of drops of Sacred Body blood essence!

The most important thing is that Sacred Body blood essence is extremely important to Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Jun Xiaoyao will not harm himself by doing this?

Everyone looked towards Jun Xiaoyao’s face, and was surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao’s face was as calm as usual, without the slightest paleness or weakness.

“These blood essences are bestowed to you. Your own revenge is the most enjoyable way to repay yourself personally.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“But you…” Wu Hu stopped talking.

“Don’t worry about me, did Wuhu Senior forget the essence of Sacred Body blood?” Jun Xiaoyao faintly smiled.

He will naturally not do anything to damage himself.

I hurt myself last time, or for saved Jiang Shengyi.

And to be honest, Jun Xiaoyao respects Wu Hu and these wild villagers.

But compared with Jiang Shengyi, they obviously have no comparability.

It is not realistic to ask Jun Xiaoyao to squeeze himself out to help them.

However, Jun Xiaoyao previously refining a pool of Sacred Body blood essence.

At this moment, the Sacred Body blood essence within the body is already full of vigor.

The most important thing is that the Sacred Body blood essence absorbed by Jun Xiaoyao is simultaneously transformed into his own Sacred Body blood essence.

And Jun Xiaoyao is a Sacred Body who has broken ten chains.

His Sacred Body blood essence is essentially different from the blood essence of those Sacred Body ancestors.

Three hundred deserted villagers, each got a drop of Jun Xiaoyao’s Sacred Body blood essence.

Old man Ning Defa got five drops.

Ning Chen and Xiao Xuan Xuan each got ten drops of blood essence.

As for Wuhu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him 50 drops of Sacred Body blood essence.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn’t want Wuhu to fall.

It would be a shame if a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body of Holy Lord Level falls.

“After you finish refining, we will return to Ba Xing Cang’s house, where we will get revenge, and there will be revenge!” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“Sir is right. We must wash the humiliation of the lineage of our temple guard!”

“Follow Sir, step on the star, and destroy the Cang family!”

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. The silent trace of Sacred Body bloodline within the body seems to be activated.

They started cultivation, preparing to refining the Sacred Body blood essence from Jun Xiaoyao.

“Can it still work?” Wu Hu also sat down cross-legged.

To tell the truth, with his current state of exhaustion, even if he refining Sacred Body blood essence, it is probably powerless.

It’s like a spring, it’s almost drying up. Even if the water is poured in, it will treat the symptoms and not the root cause, and it will eventually dry up.

“Senior, how do you know if you don’t try it?” Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Sacred Body blood essence, which broke the ten chains, might it bring miracles?