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

The news about the fall of the Fallen Feather Son and the fall of the Fallen Feather clan also spread throughout the burial ground in a short period of time.

Among the ten little kings, not only Chu Tianba and Lang Huan got the news.

There are other kings who have received the news.

Among these arrogances, there are those who watch the play, some who are surprised, and some who are dissatisfied.

After all, Saint Son Fallen Feather is always a soul buried in the earth, and he is also one of the ten little kings.

And to kill him, it is an outside genius.

Does this mean to some extent that the top ten kings can't beat an outside genius?

This makes the face of the ten little kings, where to put it?

Therefore, some of the ten little kings are eager to try and want to fight against Jun Xiaoyao.

If it weren't for the relationship between the feast of the ten kings, they would probably have set off for the Yin and Nether Realm long ago.

But what all living things don't know is.

Jun Xiaoyao has actually left the Yin and Ming Realm.

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On the border of Shura Domain, above a bloody plain.

A flying boat, crossing the void.

Above the flying boat, stood a group of creatures.

They were all surrounded by a handsome young man dressed in snow, it was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Young master is really amazing, that devil wolf thief was slapped over by the master."

This group of creatures are very young, walking together and coming to the Shura Region.

Unexpectedly, on this side of the bloody plain, he encountered the notorious Demon Wolf Thief.

And just when they were besieged and suppressed, a young man in white came down from the sky, raised his hands, and knocked over the Demon Wolf Thief.

This made these young creatures extremely admire.

"Where, it's just a trifle." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly.

Naturally, he didn't want to be bored and be a good person, but wanted these people to lead the way for him.

After all, he was really unfamiliar with the burial ground.

"Young Master, you said that you came from the Yin-Nether Realm. Have you ever heard that the Fallen Feather Saint Son of the Yin-Nether Realm was killed by an outside genius." A young man with horns said.

"I killed it." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The entire flying boat was silent, and all the creatures looked at each other, and then all laughed.

"Young master is really good at joking, that one is the arrogance of the outside world, and you are a soul buried in the earth." The man with the first horns smiled.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao indeed has a thick dead aura rolling over him.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually and didn't care.

He refined the yin and yang divine fruit, and naturally he also obtained the ability to transform the vitality and blood into death energy.

If not, he will be surrounded by people wherever he goes, which is not conducive to his actions.

"Young Master, with your strength, you came to the Shura Region. Could it be that you also selected the Saint Guard for the Nine Princesses?" Another woman hesitated for a long time before she said.

She looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a shy expression, but she still mustered up the courage to talk.

"Selection of Saint Guards?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly at a loss.

"Don't you know about this, son?" This time, everyone was surprised.

During this time period, aren't all those who come to the Shura Region to select the Saint Guard?

Jun Xiaoyao then learned something.

The so-called selection of saints is a message from the nine princesses of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

Every time the feast of the ten kings opens, the ten little kings will select a group of holy guards and let them fight each other and fight for their respective kings.

And this feast of ten kings seems to have a deeper reason.

In the eyes of these creatures, Jun Xiaoyao is so strong, 80% should also be running for the holy guard of the Nine Princesses.

But I never thought that Jun Xiaoyao had never even heard of it.

"Selection of saint guards, feast of ten kings?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

He seemed to have found a breakthrough.

As for the ninth princess, Lang Huan, Jun Xiaoyao also knew that, ranking second among the ten little kings, her strength was quite good.

Looking at the outside world, it is estimated that she is also the most top-notch peerless arrogant girl.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care about Lang Huan.

But from Lang Huan, he could know the news of the feast of the ten kings and the funeral world.

After all, Lang Huan's identity is much higher than that of the Cang family sisters, and she naturally knows more.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao thinking about it, the horned creature opened his mouth and said, "Do you want to join us to participate in the selection? Maybe you will be fortunate enough to meet the legendary beauty."

Speaking of this, all the male creatures present showed the expression of a pig brother.

After all, the burial environment is special and beautiful women are rare, so it is understandable to show such an expression.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't matter.

He has seen so many beautiful women that he is completely indifferent.

"Let me be someone else's holy guard? Hehe... It's almost the same as letting that Lang Huan be my maid." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.

However, this sentence caused all the living beings present to be shocked.

The man with horns for the first time said with a look of surprise: "Young Master, in the Shura Region, don't say that, you will be beaten."

The nine princesses, Lang Huan, are very popular in the Shura Region.

If Jun Xiaoyao's words were heard, they would definitely be beaten.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, not knowing what to say.

It is not uncommon for Jun Xiaoyao to accept a princess from a country as a maid.

Wu Mingyue, the eldest princess of the Pan Wushen Dynasty, was trained by him to be obedient.

It shouldn't take Jun Xiaoyao much work to train Lang Huan, the ninth princess of the Devil Kingdom.

"Do you think Young Master is as greedy for beauty as you are?" said several female creatures, their eyes full of brilliance.

A handsome man like Jun Xiaoyao, who is not greedy for beauty, is too rare in the burial ground.

"It's okay anyway, let's go take a look." Jun Xiaoyao said.

After that, the group of them went deep into the Shura Region.

The Asura Demon Country, located in the center of the Asura Region, is an extremely prosperous country.

The selection of Saint Guard is within the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace.

However, in just a few days, thousands of burial arrogances rushed to the imperial capital of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

No way, Lang Huan, the ninth princess of the Devil Kingdom, was too loud in the Shura domain.

For many Tianjiao, even if they can't be selected as a saint in the end, being able to take a look at Lang Huan is still profitable.

A few days later, Jun Xiaoyao finally saw the imperial capital of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

Looking around, the entire imperial capital, the city walls are dark red, but it echoes the iron-blooded temperament of the Asura Demon Kingdom.

The towering city walls spread to the left and right to the end.

"It's finally here. With your son's strength, you may be able to be elected as the Holy Guard." The young man with horns smiled.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said nothing.

It is impossible for him to be someone else's bodyguard, and it is impossible in this life.

After all, taking slaves is Jun Xiaoyao's hobby.

After Jun Xiaoyao and others entered the city, they went directly to the palace.

At this moment, the Asura Demon Kingdom Palace is already full of people, and many creatures are gathered together.

There are many creatures among them, and their strength is extremely powerful.

What's more, the breath is not much better than Saint Son Fallen Feather.

However, now, he is willing to choose and become the holy guard beside Lang Huan.

It can be seen that no matter when and where, there is always no shortage of creatures like licking dogs.

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help shaking his head.

It's just a woman, as for what, what's there to lick.

At this time, a beautiful woman in white came flying from the sky.

"It's the maid next to the nine princesses, Qin Xian'er!"

There were calls from all directions.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes also looked at the past.