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

Roar!

　　 The nine lions wailed horribly, and four heads were cut off at once, causing it to suffer severe injuries.

　　 At this moment, the eyes of the remaining five heads are all panic.

　　 This human race is terrible!

　　 If you didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao was the **** of the ancient family, the nine lions would really think that he was a real dragon transformed into a human form.

　　 This kind of terrifying physical power is simply stronger than their Primordial race creatures.

　　 "Even if you are an ancient Eucharist, you can't be so powerful!"

　　 The nine lions roared, and at the same time they raised their spirits.

　　 At the fractures of its four heads, there is a haze of clouds, which seems to grow new heads.

　　 "The vitality of the line of nine lions is too strong!"

　　 Seeing the state of nine lions, many human monks marveled.

　　 But even so, this method is still not enough for Jun Xiaoyao.

　　 "Don't use your limited imagination, try to figure out the abilities of the son of God."

　　 It is impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to give the nine lions a chance to recover. He shot again without using any magical means, just smashed it with a single punch.

　　 Every punch was as heavy as a mighty force, and the nine lions were beaten to pieces.

　　 Such fierce melee combat shocked the audience.

　　 "It's worthy of being an ancient sacrament, an invincible existence in melee..." In the void, the elder Jiang sighed.

　　 "Now, are you willing to be my mount?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

　　 "Huh, I am the descendant of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, even if I die, I will never be humiliated!"

　　 The remaining five heads of the nine lions roared unyieldingly.

　　 "Oh? Really?" Jun Xiaoyao shot again.

　　After a few breaths, only four heads of the nine lions remained.

　　 "Don't want me to surrender!" The nine lions continued to shout.

　　 After a quarter of an hour, the nine lions had only three heads left, and it began to panic.

　　 "The son of the monarch, there is a way to fight again in the future!" The eyes of the nine lions flashed with fear, and said inwardly.

　　 After a few more breaths, it has two heads left.

　　 For nine lions, although their heads can be reborn, if all nine heads are cut off, they will be completely powerless to return to heaven, and the gods will not be able to save them.

　　 Finally, the nine lions screamed for mercy.

　　 "God, stop, don't cut my head anymore, there is only one left, and if you cut it again, you will be bald!"

　　 Nine lions were beaten up and screamed, lying on the ground begging for mercy.

　　 It was bloodied all over, and there was only one head left, with a crying expression on its face.

　　Nine lions in good condition, they were cut into a single lion by Jun Xiaoyao.

　　 When many monks saw this scene, they were all speechless.

　　 just now had nine lions who would rather die than surrender. Now they are lying on the ground like a fat orange cat and wagging their tails begging for mercy.

"Impressed?"

　　 Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the remaining head of the nine lions.

　　 "Take it, take it, don't kill me!" The nine lions trembled, there is no trace of the majesty of the ancient royal family.

　　 It knew that Jun Xiaoyao really dared to kill it.

　　 With the background of the Jun family, even the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get back in revenge.

　　 "Well, just barely be my mount." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

　　 Nine lions are extremely strong, and the reason why they are so miserable now is because the opponent is him.

　　 It's very difficult to change the position of any other Tianjiao to abuse the nine lions like this.

　　 "Yes..." The nine lions bowed their heads.

　　 Many monks saw this scene, and their hearts were surging.

　　 Swallow the celestial sparrow with his hands and surrender the nine lions.

　　 This is difficult for ordinary people to do.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao did it easily.

　　 Long Bi Chi took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling.

　　 She finally understands now why the ancestors warned her like that.

　　 "Long Haotian, you don't die..." Long Bichi's heroic eyes were filled with extreme fear.

　　 At the same time, she thought of the evildoer who was still fusing Long Yuan in retreat.

　　 "I wonder if Long Aotian, who is fused with seven dragon yuan and added with the blood of God's dragon, can beat the son of the Jun family?"

　　 On the other side, Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen and others have even increased the danger of Jun Xiaoyao to the extreme.

　　 At this moment, in the crack of the earth, another vision spread out, the gray mist rolled, and the brilliance surged.

　　 "The Supreme Secret Vault has finally opened!"

　　All the monks, the Primordial creatures, have cheered up.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao looked at him, and there was no sign-in reminder from the system in his mind.

　　 "It seems that you have to go deep into the Yuantian secret to sign in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

"go!"

　　 Ji Xuan and the others, their eyes flickered, their mana surged, wrapped the whole body, and rushed straight down.

　　 pulled a hair and moved his whole body, and the other monks followed closely behind.

　　 As for Long Bichi, it seems that Jun Xiaoyao glanced at him, and finally gave up to provoke Jun Xiaoyao.

　　 "Originally, I came here to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and promote my reputation as an ancestral dragon's nest, but now it seems that I really thought things too simple."

　　 "Looking for the ancient keel is the main thing." Long Bichi thought to himself.

　　 She was originally mainly to find Jun Xiaoyao for trouble, and secondly, to find the ancient keel.

　　 But now, after seeing Jun Xiaoyao's strength with his own eyes, Long Bichi consciously puts the search for the ancient keel first.

　　 Seeing Long Bichi honestly entered the cracks in the earth, Jun Xiaoyao also chuckled, "It's acquaintance..."

　　 "Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and rode nine lions into the cracks in the ground first.

　　 The king swordsman, the king Xuehuang, the king Linglong, the king Wanjie, and Jiang Shengyi followed closely.

　　 As soon as it entered the crack, a thick gray mist rolled over.

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　　Many of the monks who broke into it rashly lost their minds quickly corroded by the gray mist, and their eyes turned red.

　　 This kind of dense gray fog can't even completely isolate the mana.

　　 Boom!

　　 Jun Xiaoyao waved away and slapped several monks in front of him who had fallen into madness.

　　 Soon, he drove a way and reached the bottom of the crack.

　　 Looking at it, a magnificent underground palace is horizontally underground, and a supreme pressure is permeating from the depths.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao released his soul power, and roughly probed it with his spiritual thoughts.

　　 The entire underground palace seems to be divided into inner and outer layers.

　　 The outer layer should be accessible to most people, while the inner layer may require an order from Yuantian Supreme.

　　 "It seems that if you want to sign in, you should go deep inside." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

　　 At this time, Ji Xuan had already swept towards the underground palace, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a ray of excitement in his eyes.

　　 "Huh? Isn't he?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed Ji Xuan's expression, his eyes were thinking.

　　 Looking at the appearance of Ji Xuan, it seems that he knows some of the secrets hidden by the Supreme.

　　 "Ji Xuan, let you be my treasure hunter." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

　　 On the other side, he also noticed that Xiao Chen also rushed towards another entrance of the underground palace.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao knew that Xiao Chen was a person with good luck, and he would surely gain a lot from this secret storehouse.

　　 Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao turned his head and said: "Myriad Tribulation, I have something to tell you."

　　 "Yes, please speak, my son." Jun Wanjie said in his hand.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao passed away, Jun Wanjie nodded, and walked away.

　　 "Heh... the entire Yuantian secret is under my control."

　　 Jun Xiaoyao holds his hands with confidence.