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

It was no one else who made this sound, but the old emperor of the Panwu God Dynasty, a supremely powerful man.

"Why is this?" Panwu **** master was puzzled.

Why did the old emperor speak, saying to give Jun Xiaoyao a chance?

However, the Lord Panwu didn't dare to confront the old emperor, so he could only recognize it.

"Hmph, since the old emperor doesn't care and gives you a chance, so be it." Panwu **** master said with an indifferent expression.

"What, is the old emperor really speaking?" There were many surprised sounds around.

That old emperor, but an extremely strong man, has been retiring for many years.

Never thought that today's turmoil would have shocked him.

What is even more confusing is why the old emperor agreed to let Jun Xiaoyao enter Panwuling?

Many people in the outside world are somewhat incomprehensible.

At this moment, in the depths of the palace, an ancient underground secret room.

The three figures sit opposite each other.

One of them is an old man wearing a crown, with a supreme aura, is the old emperor of the Panwu dynasty.

Opposite him, there were two figures sitting cross-legged.

One of the thin gray-robed old men was the eighteenth ancestor of the Jun family.

The other, also in a gray robe, just looks like a ten-year-old child, but his eyes are very vicissitudes and old-fashioned.

"Unexpectedly, even the sixteenth ancestor of the Jun family was born." The old emperor gave a wry smile.

"Well, I've been buried in the ground for a long time, and it's time to come out and move my bones." The sixteenth ancestor, who looked like a child, twisted his neck and said with a smile.

The corner of the old emperor's eyes twitched slightly.

The sixteenth ancestor of the Jun family looked like a child, but in fact, his generation was scary.

Rumor has it that the 16th ancestor of the Jun family swallowed a longevity fruit at the age of ten, and has maintained the appearance of a ten-year-old child ever since.

But if he underestimated his strength because of his appearance, it would be a bit stupid.

The strength of the sixteen ancestors is only stronger than the eighteen ancestors.

"Haha, the arrival of the two really made my Panwu God shine." The old emperor chief smiled, but he felt helpless in his heart.

"Yes, the old emperor is really generous, so that the descendants of my Jun family can enter Panwuling, come and make a toast." Eighteenth Ancestor pulled out a smile and raised the wine glass on the table.

"You are polite." The old emperor also raised his glass, but he felt bitter.

The two ancestors of the Jun family were smiling faces.

If he does not agree to let Jun Xiaoyao enter Panwuling.

Then what he wants to eat next is not a toast, but a fine.

Although the old emperor was strong, he could not withstand the persecution of the two ancestors of the Jun family, and could only regress and subdue.

The scene in this secret room is unknown to the outside world.

They are still wondering, when did the old emperor of the Panwu God Dynasty be so open-minded?

"Could it be that the ancestor is here?" Jun Xiaoyao guessed, his eyes narrowed.

The old emperor of the Panwu dynasty can be softened, and there should be only the ancestor-level figures of the Jun family.

Just a single eighteen ancestor, can make the old emperor so jealous?

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, but he didn't think much.

Anyway, it's enough for one's own purpose to be achieved.

Afterwards, the **** of Panwu was cold, and reluctantly opened Panwuling for Jun Xiaoyao.

Panwu Mausoleum is located deep underground in the Forbidden City.

At the entrance, stands an ancient monument.

Jun Xiaoyao came here and looked at the ancient monument, vaguely, he seemed to feel something.

"It seems that in this Wuling, I should have gained a lot." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Around, people from many forces followed.

Although they can't enter Panwuling, it's good to just look outside.

They also wanted to know why Jun Xiaoyao wanted to enter Panwu Mausoleum so much.

"Go in, remember, you only have one chance, if you come out, you can't go in again." Panwu **** master said coldly.

"Oh, is there still danger in it?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"There is no danger for people with my bloodline directly from the Panwu God Dynasty, but if they are outsiders..." The Panwu God Lord didn't say much.

But in the words, there is obviously no lack of threats.

"Heh...Jun has even contended with the Supreme Demon Corpse, is he still afraid of a Wuling Mausoleum?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled, flicking his sleeves, and without hesitation, he leaned close to the ancient monument.

His figure was suddenly shrouded in light and disappeared.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, the face of the Lord Panwu became colder.

All the onlookers around were also secretly speechless.

Indeed, to Jun Xiaoyao, all kinds of dangerous mysteries seemed to be able to turn a good fortune into a disaster, and it was nothing at all.

Just as everyone outside is waiting.

Jun Xiaoyao has already come to Panwuling.

Looking around, the entire Panwu Mausoleum is more like an underground palace.

Everywhere is filled with ancient, vicissitudes of life, like a group of dusty palaces.

Jun Xiaoyao has a leisurely expression.

However, not long after he stepped out, the formation pattern suddenly appeared on the ground, and the formation pattern spread.

Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao felt the gravity around him, as if it had become much stronger, as if an ancient mountain was pressing on his shoulder.

"What is this, is it a test?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

Before he could think about it, a few bronze arrows came with a sharp aura.

Jun Xiaoyao took a quick look and smashed those arrows.

boom! boom! boom!

The ground is shaking rhythmically.

Immediately ~www.NovelMTL.com~ rows of bronze puppets roared from the depths of Panwuling.

Among them, there are puppets holding a bronze longge, and there are puppets holding a longbow and crossbow.

"This is... Terracotta Warriors?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, disapproving.

However, on second thought, it is understandable that Panwu Mausoleum was rumored to be a royal tomb with guards similar to terracotta soldiers.

"The formation here, together with the terracotta warriors and horses, the ordinary Tianjiao, might really be forced to retreat." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

He finally understood what the threat that the Lord Panwu said just now.

Ordinary Tianjiao, it is indeed difficult to make an inch, and it is impossible to go deep into Panwuling.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, this test is a bit boring.

Rumble!

Jun Xiaoyao urges the ancient sacred body and idols to suppress prison power.

The golden blood rose up and turned into a lifelike golden idol.

The idol rushed out suddenly, the trunk rolled, and a group of bronze puppets were knocked into flight.

Each of these puppets is comparable to the Guiyi Realm Tianjiao, plus invulnerability, no pain, more like a killing machine.

Unfortunately, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, it is not good.

Jun Xiaoyao again pointed out as a sword, and cut out with one sword.

The Slaughter Immortal Sword Art was displayed, and the mighty sword light directly tore the bronze puppet battle formation in front.

Behind Jun Xiaoyao, the wings of the demon spread out, turning into a stream of light, and easily broke through the line of defense.

If the Lord Panwu saw this scene, he would definitely be astonished.

In Panwu Mausoleum, the test against the young supreme has little effect on Jun Xiaoyao.

But after Jun Xiaoyao went deep into Panwuling, his mind once again heard the system's mechanical sound.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, arrived at the sign-in site Wuling, do you sign in?"

"Sign in!" Jun Xiaoyao said.