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

In Qin Xuan's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was simply a character that only existed in legends.

But now, when Qin Xuan found out Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, she was completely stunned.

This is so dreamy, so unrealistic!

"Why are you standing stupidly?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Qin... Qin Xuan has seen... I have seen Lord Shenzi!" Qin Xuan started to speak in a stubborn manner, stammered, and bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Okay, come up." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

This kind of humility and respect was not surprising to him.

Qin Xuan was anxious and excited, her pretty face was red, and she swept the nine lions on the back.

The nine-headed lion can be big or small, and it is no problem to carry a hundred people.

Qin Xuan stood behind and looked at Jun Xiaoyao with awe and admiration in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Yang Pan will pay the price." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

He didn't really want to avenge Qin Xuan, he just wanted to cut a wave of Yang Pan's leeks.

But in Qin Xuan's eyes, this was helping her get revenge.

"Thank you, Lord Shenzi!" Qin Xuan's words were all vibrato.

Others may not be able to deal with the champion Hou.

But Qin Xuan believed that Jun Xiaoyao would definitely be able to do it.

Around the monks who were attracted by the nine-headed lion, when they saw the detached figure standing on the nine-headed lion, their eyes suddenly widened and they took a deep breath.

"Then... is that the god son of the Jun family?"

"Yes, absolutely, capable of subduing nine lions as mounts, and the breath is so strong, there is no second person except the son of the king!"

"Hey... Someone said before that the son of the Jun family was afraid of the champion. Who would have thought that the son of God would have come a long time ago."

"I'm afraid the Son of God didn't put that champion in his eyes at all, did he?"

In all directions, there were countless noises and uproars.

Many curious, fiery, adoring, and surprised gazes all fell on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Sometimes being too famous can be a problem.

The nine lions carried Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan and flew away.

Jun Xiaoyao looked into the distance, looking in the direction of the Imperial Palace's Forbidden City.

"Champion Hou has danced for so long, it's time to slap him to wake him up and recognize the reality." Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands up.

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Imperial Palace, Forbidden City.

The forces of the Quartet gathered together, and the atmosphere was extremely loud and bustling.

From time to time forces come and take their seats.

At this moment, two phoenix roars suddenly sounded in the sky.

Two golden phoenix birds, pulling two chariots, came across the void.

"That's... Wanhuang Lingshan!" Many monks looked up.

As a top immemorial royal family standing shoulder to shoulder with Ancestral Dragon Nest, Wanhuang Lingshan's prestige and deterrent power are no less than the former.

Two red streamers flashed out of the chariot, it was Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling.

Both of them have wings behind their backs.

Feng Qingling's complexion is snow-white, her red eyes are crystal clear, and her expression is cold, not very good-looking.

Obviously, she is still brooding about what happened to Xianqionglou before.

That embarrassing experience was like a nightmare for her noble lady.

On the other side, Huang Xuanyi, was dressed in a red robe with wings on his shoulders.

The whole person looks very handsome, with a little red mark between the eyebrows, very mysterious.

"It turned out to be Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling. These two are quite famous talents in Wanhuangling Mountain."

"But I heard that Feng Qingling was taught a lesson by a mysterious genius in Xianqiong Tower before."

"Shh, be quiet, don't be heard, be careful of disaster." A monk hurriedly warned.

I provoke Wanhuang Lingshan, but there is no good fruit to eat.

Feng Qingling's face became even more ugly when she heard the vague voice of discussion.

"Qingling, with your strength, you shouldn't be defeated so easily." Huang Xuan said.

"That guy, the physical strength is even more terrifying than our Primordial Royal Family." Feng Qingling's tone was filled with resentment.

"You said, could it be the god son of the Jun family who has the ancient sacred body?" Huang Xuanyi guessed.

Except for a few physiques such as the Holy Body of the Human Race, Huang Xuanyi couldn't think of any physique that could be more terrifying than the Primordial Royal Family.

"God son of the Jun family?" Feng Qingling's delicate body trembled suddenly.

She hadn't thought of it before because it was reported that Jun Xiaoyao did not come to Panwu Shen Dynasty.

Moreover, it is impossible for every person with a strong body to be Jun Xiaoyao, right?

However, Feng Qingling thought about it carefully now, and felt that it was not impossible.

"Oh, it seems that the eighty-nine are inseparable." Huang Xuan said.

"If it's really him, then the god son of the Jun family is even more terrifying than the rumors say." Feng Qingling was very afraid.

When they first came out of Wanhuangling Mountain, they also said that Jun Xiaoyao would suffer if they underestimate them.

As a result, now, Feng Qingling has suffered a big loss.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, let me meet that Jun Xiaoyao." Huang Xuanyi said lightly.

In his eyes, a faint red-golden flame ignited.

As the top genius of Wanhuang Lingshan, why has he ever been afraid of anyone?

"Xuanyi, you must help me get revenge." Feng Qingling gritted his teeth.

Up to now, her jade arm is still aching.

The two talked and fell into the VIP seat.

In another sky, a carriage came from the sky.

Many people were surprised to see the flag on the carriage.

"It's the Huanggu Ye family."

In the carriage, two figures flashed out, it was Ye Xingyun and his old servant Fu Bo.

Uncle Fu looked at Ye Xingyun with a hint of relief.

Since the last time Ye Xingyun was defeated in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao, Ye Xingyun, who returned to the Ye family, seemed to be a different person.

I was in retreat all day, burying my head in cultivation.

And his personality is much calmer than before, washing away the arrogance and impulsiveness of a teenager.

"Jun Xiaoyao, will you show up?" Ye Xingyun muttered to himself.

Soon after Ye Xingyun and others took their seats.

On the other side, another flying ancient beast came pulling the chariot.

"That's it, the royal family of the North!" Some people from the big forces widened their eyes.

The Royal Family of the Northern Land, located in the extreme north of the Barren Heaven and Immortal Territory, is a well-known barren ancient family in the Northern Land, occupying more than 30 Daozhou.

Can be called a major overlord of the North.

"The royal family from the North is here. Could it be that the young emperor of the Wang family is coming to compete for the concubine?" Some cultivators cast their gazes.

The most famous of the royal family in the North is none other than Tianjiao in their clan, the young emperor of the Wang family, and Wang Teng.

A man who was called by his father, with the appearance of a great emperor.

Wang Teng's accession to the WTO is rare, and most of the time he is in retreat.

But every time he joins the WTO, there will be a group of Tianjiao challenges. In the end, no one is Wang Teng's enemy of unity.

Therefore, Wang Teng's name also began to resound in the barren world.

"Tsk tsk, if the young emperor of the Wang family is here this time, it will be interesting."

"Yes, God Son, Young Emperor, Champion Hou, which one is not amazing?"

Many people are looking forward to the collision between the god son of the Jun family, the young emperor of the Wang family, the champion of the god dynasty, Hou and others! Recommended reading: "Reading Archives 2013"