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

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Wuhu is slightly nodded.

Since Jun Xiaoyao helped him this way, he also sorry have no desire to improve.

Wu Hu sat on the ground, like a tiger protecting his homeland, covered in wounds.

He directly incorporated a drop of Sacred Body blood essence within the body.

Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in Wu Hu’s eyes.

Because he felt that a drop of blood essence was extremely pure, as if it were the blood of the same origin of the ancient become Saint body.

Compared with this drop of blood essence, Wu Hu instantly felt that his blood essence was extremely turbid and not pure.

What made Wu Hu’s mind tremble even more was that he found that as he refining this drop of blood essence.

The shackles of the Sacred Body that had not been loosened for a long time actually trembled.

“This…”

Rao is Wuhu’s character and state of mind. At this moment, his heart is making waves!

He absolutely didn’t expect, the Sacred Body blood essence, which broke the ten-fold shackles, was heaven defying.

It might even help him break the shackles!

“Senior, isn’t it okay?” Jun Xiaoyao had already anticipated in his heart, lightly said with a smile.

Wuhu is slightly nodded, thank you so much, no need to say more, everything is said without saying.

The only thing he has to do now is to completely refining the fifty drops of Sacred Body blood essence.

Wuhu, not only has hope for life, but also has the possibility of transformation!

It’s not just military protection that gets the benefits.

The other three hundred guards of the temple, after incorporating the Sacred Body blood essence into the body, also revealed the look of shock.

They felt that the silent Sacred Body bloodline within the body was fully activated.

Even old people such as Ning Defa also felt the bloodline gushing.

As for Ning Chen and Xiao Xuan Xuan, they already have more Sacred Body bloodline within the body than other temple guards.

There are more benefits now.

“I can also become a powerhouse like Big Brother!” Ning Chen’s eyes lit up, very excited.

“These are all given to us by Big Brother.” Xiao Xuan Xuan said gratefully.

It can be said that with Jun Xiaoyao’s Sacred Body blood essence, whether it is a martial artist or a group of temple guards, the realm of strength can be greatly improved.

In ten days, half a month, they will have a whole new look!

Seeing everyone excited about cultivation, Jun Xiaoyao is also secretly nodded.

If they are willing to join the Emperor’s Court, then they will definitely become the sharpest spear in the Emperor’s Court.

There are not many three hundred guardians of the temple, but everyone has a trace of Sacred Body bloodline and a drop of Sacred Body blood essence given by Jun Xiaoyao.

They will have endless potential in the future.

Ning Chen and Xiao Xuan Xuan, let alone, they will definitely become the leader of the temple guards when they grow up, and they will not even be much weaker than the real Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

As for Wuhu, if you can join the Emperor’s Court, you will definitely become one of the pillars of the Emperor’s Court.

Wuhu and all the temple guards have all sunk into the cultivation.

Jun Xiaoyao put away the Desolate God Armor and Great Desolate Halberd, and changed back to the white clothed fluttering appearance, calm as Exiled Immortal, and dusty.

The people around looked at Jun Xiaoyao, who was standing in jade at this moment, and couldn’t connect him with King Demon, who had just slaughtered thousands of people.

Jun Xiaoyao at this moment seems to be an expression of divinity.

And just now, it is a demonstration of Demon sex.

“God and Demon, Jun Young Master, which one is the real you, or both?” Ji Qingyi covered her face with veil, her pupils in limpid autumn water, showing deep thought.

She thought she had thought deeply enough and saw it thoroughly.

But Jun Xiaoyao is like a cloud of mist, making her completely unpredictable.

Can’t help being curious, wanting to explore, but sinking a little bit deeper.

When Ruying saw this scene, she couldn’t help but sigh: “Before I thought that in this world, there is no man who is worthy of our emperor Sir.”

“Even if it is the ancient emperor, it won’t work.”

“But now, seeing this rumored Jun Family Divine Child, I actually feel that he and the emperor Sir are a good match.”

Ruying couldn’t think of it herself, she would have such an idea.

It may be because in her heart, the emperor Lingyu is aloof and remote, a peerless woman who is unique in contemporary times.

She is too arrogant and too honorable.

Any man standing with her is a kind of blasphemy against her.

Now, Ruying sees a strange man whose identity, status, strength, appearance, and temperament are not lost to Lingyuan.

I even think that these two people are like a match made in heaven.

“Hey, it’s a pity, Xian Ting and Jun Family are destined to have a difficult relationship.” Ruying sighed in her heart.

Not to mention, Lingyuan is one of the seven imperial emperors.

Will there be a script of love and death in the future?

Ruying thought about gossip.

As for Holy Sect’s Sheng Xuan Yi, he let out a long sigh.

He felt that his Dao Heart was a little unstable.

No way, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, no Heaven’s Chosen can maintain his posture, and he will feel humbled into the dust.

“Shengyuyi and the others died unjustly, I am afraid that it is Shengtianyi and the others that will be awful against him.” Shengxuan thought wholeheartedly.

Generally, Heaven’s Chosen has its own pride, has not really played against each other, and will not admit that he is weaker than others.

And now, for the first time, Sheng Xuan Yi has fear in his heart, and he doesn’t even have the courage to make a shot.

As for the Seven Killing Thieves, he didn’t even have the idea of ​​showing his head, and was hidden in the crowd.

Jun Xiaoyao stands in the void with his hand. He has to wait for the cultivation of the martial arts and the others before going to the house of Domineering Cang.

“Young Master, you are too good!”

Lunar Jade Rabbit Xiaoyu, jumping forward, Hong Jingjing’s big eyes flashed with a strong color of worship.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow in Tsing Yi came across the sky and fell on Jun Xiaoyao.

When everyone around saw this scene, they all showed a strange color in their eyes.

“It’s Fairy Qingyi, she took the initiative to talk to Jun Family Divine Child.”

“They are all Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain Heaven’s Chosen. I knew each other before I heard.”

“But now, Qingyi Fairy is Human Immortal’s helper who teaches that mysterious descendant, so close to Jun Family Divine Child, wouldn’t it be so good?”

“What is this? I am Fairy Qingyi. If I see a man as good as Jun Family Divine Child, I can’t help but step forward and get involved.” Some female cultivator rolled the eyes and said.

Women are sometimes very realistic animals.

I will rely on and worship more powerhouse.

“Jun Young Master, I haven’t seen you for a long time, didn’t expect to meet again, and you will see you so heroic.” Ji Qingyi pursed her lips, and Qingya moved.

“See you for a long time.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Aware of Jun Xiaoyao’s plain tone, Ji Qingyi raised his eyelashes lightly, and said, “Is it because Jun Young Master Guai Qingyi did not help before?”

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and said with a smile: “That’s not the case. Helping is the love, and not helping is the duty.”

Jun Xiaoyao has no habit of moral kidnapping. Ji Qingyi didn’t help before and he didn’t mind.

This is the grudge between the Cang family and the lineage of the temple guard, and has nothing to do with outsiders.

“Why do you feel that you haven’t seen you for a long time, Jun Young Master’s attitude is a bit alienated, why does Qingyi make Jun Young Master hate?” Ji Qingyi seemed to show a faint resentment.

“That’s not true, but this Divine Child has a question.” Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

“oh?” Ji Qingyi’s pupils turned.

“Are you… an enemy or a friend?” Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ji Qingyi with sharp eyes like a sword.