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

The head of the four great ancient kingdoms, the lord of the Qinglong ancient kingdom, was sealed with a trick and his head fell.

Blood splashed into the sky, very sad and beautiful.

Everyone was stunned, and he didn't expect a saint to be killed in seconds so easily.

The head of the Qinglong Kingdom fell to the ground, his expression condensed with horror, doubt, and puzzlement.

As if confused, how could his own dignified saint be killed by a single move?

However, it was not only that, the sound of the Qin Yin killed the blade unabated, and continued to plunder the four saint puppets.

Boom!

A violent roar sounded.

The two saint puppets were directly destroyed and cut off.

The remaining two puppets were also severely injured. Although they were not completely disintegrated, they were already fragmented.

The needle fell silently throughout the battlefield.

Champion Hou Tong trembles fiercely, revealing a ray of incredible.

Jun Xiaoyao's protector is so strong?

Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a Taoist protector, it was probably only in the realm of a saint.

No matter how high the level of power is, generally speaking, it is impossible to be willing to be a babysitter.

The guardian of Jun Xiaoyao is obviously beyond the realm of saints.

"Is it a saint king?" Yang Pan's face was very ugly.

Since becoming a champion Hou, he has never suffered such a big loss.

Now, his high-end combat power is almost completely lost, and the remaining two broken puppets have almost no combat power.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, there are three saints without mentioning the terrifying guardians.

In addition, the armies of the ancient Baihu and Xuanwu ancient kingdoms turned against the water.

Champion Hou, the trend is over.

Seeing such a situation, Yang Pan deeply breathed, "Jun Xiaoyao, are you really going to fight against Lord Benhou? How about we step back now?"

Yang Pan isn't stupid, he's all at this point, and if he continues to be tough, he will suffer.

"Heh, wasn't it strong before, now you take a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao said sarcastically.

"Jun Xiaoyao, Lord Benhou is giving you face, and it's no good to be an enemy of me!" Yang Pan said with an uncertain expression.

"Does this **** want your face, besides, I have so many enemies, and I still need you to be a small servant?" Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.

He stopped talking and raised his hand to explore.

The fierce golden vitality rose into the air and turned into a lifelike golden idol, as if it could suppress the world.

Faced with the avatar of this champion, Jun Xiaoyao didn't need to use any supernatural powers, just slap it over and solve the battle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared, also bursting out his own supernatural powers.

But he is a mere avatar, and he is not even with the Panhuang Shengling Sword. How can he be Jun Xiaoyao's enemy?

Puff!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed the palm of his hand and directly patted Yang Pan's clone into blood foam, breaking his body to pieces.

When seeing this scene, everyone felt their scalp numb.

The champion Hou Clone was slapped to death like this.

"The son of the Jun family, is it so powerful?" Many generals were surprised.

Their realm is a few levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao, but seeing Jun Xiaoyao's vigorous posture at the moment, there is a feeling of palpitations in their hearts.

At the same time that Jun Xiaoyao smashed Yang Pan's clone.

Far away in the Panwu dynasty, a magnificent palace with magnificent splendor, purple aura, and majestic atmosphere.

A roar came from it.

"Jun Xiaoyao, my Yang Pan and you are not at odds!"

Hearing this voice, the maids outside the hall looked pale and panicked.

If Yang Pan is angry, it is even more terrifying than Shura evil spirits.

"I seem to have heard the name of the prince's son, what kind of hatred did Hou Ye have with him?" Some of the servants were frightened and thought to themselves.

At this time, Yang Pan's cold voice came from the hall.

"Come here, pass the order of Lord Hou, and send out the news that my champion, Hou Yangpan, will meet at the palace of the gods, on the top of the Forbidden City, to fight against the king's house, and the king is happy!

"The time is set on the day when Wu Mingyue chooses a horse, and Lord Benhou will slam Jun Xiaoyao under his feet in front of all the forces in the fairyland!"

Hearing this, all the servants around the entire hall were petrified, their eyes widened, and he took a deep breath.

The champion of Panwu Shen Dynasty, the **** son of Huang Gujun.

This is not a trivial matter, if it spreads out, it will cause big waves!

Coupled with the time to choose the day when Wu Mingyue chooses a consort, then Panwu Shen Dynasty will be so popular.

How many forces will be attracted to come?

unimaginable……

"The prosperous age of Tianjiao's battle for hegemony is about to kick off. I hope Master Hou will have the last laugh." An old servant sighed.

At that time, in the ancient country of Suzaku.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't know that Yang Pan was so angry that he was about to make an appointment with him.

But even if he knew it, Jun Xiaoyao estimated that there would be no waves.

Dare to shout in front of him?

Suppress with one palm.

There are countless people around, and there is still a sense of shock in the pupils at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.

Shooting a Yang Pan avatar casually is really not a big deal to him.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced, and a ring flickered in the blood foam left by Yang Pan's clone.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grabbed it in his hand.

There is a soul seal on the ring, and Jun Xiaoyao urges the true spirit in the palace at will.

The true spirit, which is like the miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao, is to release a powerful psychic power.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body is terrifying, but his soul cultivation hasn't pulled it down.

He has been cultivating the idea of ​​chaos **** grinding ~www.NovelMTL.com~The power of the soul of Jun Xiaoyao easily broke through the seal of the ring.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about some of these messy things.

What he cares about is the bronze compass parts.

Sure enough, the three bronze compass parts are all in it.

"Yang Pan, Yang Pan, you've planned for so long, and I didn't pick the peaches in the end, it was Xiao Chen No. 2." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Yang Pan's painstaking plan finally fulfilled Jun Xiaoyao.

He knew that Yang Pan must have exploded on the spot with anger at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao incorporated three compass components into his space magical weapon.

In this way, he gathered all four compass components.

But right now, it's obviously not the time for research.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the bottom, and everyone's face was extremely pale on the Qinglong Ancient Team.

Those generals had a faint ray of hatred in their eyes.

After all, their country lord died indirectly in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

"According to the order of the **** child, all the generals above the soldiers in the Qinglong ancient country have been killed." Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Without waiting for the Lord of Suzaku to agree, the Lord of White Tiger and Lord of Xuanwu rushed to drink.

Now that they have surrendered, they naturally have to show a little attitude now.

Soon, they wiped out many generals of Qinglong Ancient Country, and all those soldiers surrendered.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify the four ancient kingdoms into the four elephant ancient kingdoms.

The Lord of the Vermilion Bird is the Lord of the Ancient Four Elephants.

And his successor is Bai Yuer.

This turmoil in the four ancient countries also subsided.

However, the waves have just started...