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

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have won the seven-star reward, the Panhuang Years Sword!"

As the system's voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly cut open.

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

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

It's just that the Emperor Spirit Sword is filled with the breath of the common people, and the sword is also engraved with hundreds of millions of common people.

And this Panhuang Years Sword has the meaning of ancient and distant years flowing through the whole body.

On this sword, what is engraved is the rotation of the sun and the moon, the changing seasons, the rotation of the stars, and the passage of time.

Just looking at it gives people a sense of vicissitudes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of the three swords of Pan Huang."

Rao is Jun Xiaoyao's calm and calm character, and it is rare to show joy at this moment.

Although the sign-in reward is random, sometimes, it seems to be somewhat related to the sign-in place.

There are no rules in this.

But no matter what, being able to get the seven-star reward, and it is also the Panhuang Age Sword, this is definitely an unexpected joy for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Did I evolve from a non-king to a European emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The last time he checked in at the Suzaku Ancient Kingdom Palace, he only got a four-star reward.

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

In an instant, he felt the power of the years flowing.

His entire arm seemed to age in time.

At this time, the twenty Da Luo Immortal Bones in his arm shone brightly, resisting the erosion of the power of time.

"Interesting, if other people get this Emperor's Years Sword, it will be difficult to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time is very mysterious and terrifying.

If ordinary people approach this Pan Emperor Years Sword, they are afraid that they will become old and aging immediately.

Unless it is some strong people, they can support it with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind moved slightly, holding the Panhuang Years Sword, and slashing the bronze puppets at the rear with a random sword.

In an instant, a semi-illusory sword light swept across, and those bronze puppets began to decay, age, and then directly turned into copper rust powder on the ground.

"It's really strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current state, he couldn't exert much of the power of Pan Huang's Years Sword.

But this random sword, the power is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the supreme bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if there was some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone has changed again, the last time was because of the reincarnation of Dao Jin." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Thinking of it this way, the next supernatural power of the Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of the reincarnation of the years.

"It seems that I will be free in the future. I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy to find out whether the Holy Spirit of Reincarnation can transform my Supreme Bones." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

He put the Panhuang Age Sword into the space magic weapon.

"If that Panwu Divine Master knew the Panhuang Years Sword that he had worked so hard to find, I would just sign it and get it. I'm afraid I would vomit blood in a fit of anger?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

Right now, the Emperor Pan's Life Sword is in Yang Pan's hands.

The Emperor Pan's Years Sword is in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

In the end, only the Panhuang Void Sword remained.

"Don't worry, the reason why I kept Yang Pan alive is to use him as a coolie to find Pan Huang's Void Sword, then I just need to rob him."

Jun Xiaoyao has no last resort, and has long thought of the next move.

The only value of Yang Pan's life is to help him find the last Panhuang Void Sword.

That Pan Martial God Lord obviously also had this idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't mind, no one can take away what he wants.

"Just this Pan Emperor's Years Sword is not a waste." Jun Xiaoyao continued to move forward.

Even in the end, Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the chance to transform the vision of the Holy Body, and he had nothing to regret.

A sword, back to the book.

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

The ancient temple is covered with thick dust.

Most of the halls are empty.

Obviously, the chance inside has long been searched by Pan Wushen.

As for some holy pills, precious medicines, holy medicines, princely weapons, etc. that were occasionally left behind, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.

The palace was located in the most remote corner in the depths of Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by piles of weeds.

There are even some chains outside, which encircle that area, as if they don't want people to get close.

"Hey...that's..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.

In this Wuling, most places, you can see the traces that someone has probed.

Only that one temple seems to be uninhabited.

Moreover, there seems to be a blood-colored mist lingering around.

It was not only the abnormality of the temple that made Jun Xiao sense the curiosity.

It is more because his desolate holy body, vaguely, has a slight reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao made up his mind and walked away directly.

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

A gust of yin wind blows out, and most people are absolutely scared to stand on end, but Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent.

His desolate sacred body restrains all evil spirits and dark powers, so it is not false at all.

At this moment, in the depths of the darkness, there was a sound of clattering chains.

That feeling, as if something imprisoned in chains, began to move.

"Huh?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating.

A blood-colored fist wind suddenly exploded from the depths of the darkness.

At the same time, there was a roar like a beast.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed out his right arm horizontally, twenty pieces of Daluo Immortal Bones shone brightly, and an incomparably sacred aura wafted out, colliding with the bloody fist wind.

boom!

With a shock, the entire palace trembled.

And under the light of Daluo Immortal Bone's light, he could also see the figure in front of him clearly.

It was a figure with long hair hanging down to the ground, like a savage.

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

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

It turned out to be a desolate holy body!

boom!

After a collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the savage figure retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's arms were numb.

"Fortunately, there is the blessing of Daluo Immortal Bone and God Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength, otherwise the result will be unpredictable." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were very solemn.

In the depths of this Wuling, within the forbidden palace.

How could a desolate holy body appear?

And it's not an ordinary desolate holy body.

This desolate holy body feels like a fallen holy body after some kind of transformation and mutation.

That's right, the Eucharist of the Fall!

Because the blood of the Eucharist is bright and sacred gold, while the blood of the fallen Eucharist is an ominous dark red.

"This fallen body is definitely not Emperor Panwu, what kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was full of doubts.

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