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

　　 Jun Xiaoyao's ten-year-old banquet came to an end amidst such ups and downs.

　　 The sect masters, elders, and young arrogances of the major forces have not disappeared from the shock and wonder on their faces when they left the Jun's house.

　　 In their opinion, what they saw at the Jun's house this time shocked their hearts.

　　Especially the son of the Jun Family, he is like a young emperor, with invincible spirit.

　　 Whether it is the star king body of the Ye family or the dragon child of the ancestral dragon's nest, in his hand, it is like a soft persimmon, kneading at will.

　　 The comparison between some young Tianjiaoyi and Junjia Shenzi can't help but sigh and despair.

　　 Desolate ancient sacred body plus supreme bone, Jun Xiaoyao's talent can no longer be described by evildoers, it is simply the posture of a born emperor.

　　 There is Jun Xiaoyao, in this life, where are the rest of the people?

　　 Even some older generations are also sighing, with Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation speed, in a few years, won't they be able to surpass their older generations?

　　 Of course, in addition to Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhanjian and Jun Xuehuang performed well, and they can easily kill the proud son of the ancient royal family.

　　 There is also the most shocking, naturally the eighteenth ancestor of the Jun family who never showed up from beginning to end.

　　 An ancestor-level figure buried in the Jun's Ancestral Temple for countless years.

　　 The three swords killed the quasi-superior Ancestral Dragon Nest, shocking a group of people.

　　 Everyone knows that after this ten-year-old banquet, the deserted fairyland that has been calm for a long time is afraid that it will be surging.

　　 It was not long after the Jun’s banquet ended.

　　 Far away in the land of Hongzhou, in the Ancestral Dragon Nest Base Camp, there was a roar of dragon roar, shaking the universe, shaking down the stars.

　　 The creatures in Hongzhou all seem to feel a vast expanse of heavenly power.

　　 "Is the supreme supreme of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, why is it angry?" A Hongzhou creature said with a pale face.

　　 The news of the Jun's family banquet will take some time to circulate, so they are not aware of it.

　　 In the Ancestral Dragon Nest, there are many powerful spiritual thoughts communicating.

　　 "Stop Thunder, what good is your anger? Is it possible to kill the Jun family?"

　　 "The little wicked animal of the Jun family, dare to kill the dragon son of the deity's line, and be blamed!"

　　 "There is also that Jun Eighteen, who really dared to kill You Long, is he really not afraid of my Ancestral Dragon Nest?"

　　 The angry voice before, said in a cold voice.

　　 "Jun 18, he is a lunatic, it is too difficult to kill him..."

　　 "Do you need to tell Aotian about this matter?" Another powerful ancestral dragon's nest spread divine consciousness.

"No, Long Aotian is refining the fifth dragon yuan in retreat. After he finishes refining the seven dragon yuan, adding the blood of God's dragon will be enough to push the young generation of Xianyu, even if it is the son of the monarch. Just kill it!"

　　 "Okay, the deity is waiting for the day when Aotian kills the son of the king's family!"

　　 "There is also the Jun family, and they will surely let them pay their debts!"

　　……

　　 On the other side, in the void, a sacred bird pulled a cart and flew by.

　　 In the carriage, a young man dressed in a blue shirt, with a sword eyebrow and a starry eye, woke up quietly.

　　 is Ye Xingyun.

　　 "Hiss...it hurts..."

　　 Ye Xingyun felt like he was about to fall apart as soon as he moved his body, and his painful complexion turned pale.

　　 "Master, you are awake." Aside, Fu Bo said.

　　 "This is..." Ye Xingyun was at a loss for a while, and then finally remembered everything at the banquet.

　　 A deep sense of humiliation filled his heart.

　　 As the proud son of the wild ancient Ye family, has Ye Xingyun ever suffered such a loss?

　　 let alone embarrassed in front of his goddess.

　　 "Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Xingyun clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and the joints were all white.

"Master, you must not provoke the son of the king's family. The old slave has received the news that the son of **** not only only has the ancient Eucharist, but also has a supreme bone by nature. Even the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest was easily killed by him. "Fubo sighed.

　　 "What, there is such a thing!?" Ye Xingyun was dumbfounded, unable to believe his ears.

　　 When Jun Xiaoyao was fighting with him, he was still concealed, even the supreme bone was never sacrificed.

　　 Ye Xingyun felt a kind of humiliation more and more, Jun Xiaoyao did not put him in his eyes at all.

　　 "Hateful..." Ye Xingyun was resentful and shameful.

　　 Suddenly, a vague memory flashed in his mind.

　　 He seemed to see a magnificent star palace, and a magnificent figure dressed in the sun, moon and stars, with his back facing him.

　　 "What is that, is it a dream, or..." Ye Xingyun muttered in his heart.

　　He knows that in this world, there are some reincarnations of saints and even the reincarnation of the great emperor.

　　 Those reincarnated arrogances are the real existences, and their vision cultivation is far more than ordinary arrogances.

　　 For example, Ye Guchen, the taboo arrogant of their wild ancient Ye family, was rumored to be an ancient sword demon, who was reincarnated invincibly.

　　 That sword demon, in historical records, once killed the quasi-emperor with the sword of killing the emperor, and a group of fierce ones.

　　 "Could it be that I, like Ye Guchen, was the reincarnation of a certain strongest person, and that star palace was a treasure of opportunity left to me?" Ye Xingyun couldn't help thinking.

　　 This is very likely.

　　 As time goes by, he will have more memories of awakening, and it may not be impossible to find that star palace and inherit all the opportunities of that strong man.

　　 "Jun Xiaoyao, Feng Shui takes turns, after I awaken my memory, I can rise strongly."

　　 "And Luo Li, I will let you know who is the best person for you!"

　　 Ye Xingyun was excited again, he felt that he was about to take off!

　　……

　　 and on Jun's side.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao, who ended the banquet, is being frantically harassed by Jiang Luoli.

　　 Obviously it should be back to Jiang's house, but Jiang Luoli is still reluctant to leave.

　　 The girl Ye Xingyun dreamed of had become a dog-skin plaster on Jun Xiaoyao's side.

　　 "Brother Xiaoyao, are you short of a maid serving tea and water?"

　　 "There is Linglong."

　　 "Brother Xiaoyao, are you short of a maid for washing and stacking quilts?"

　　 "There is Linglong."

　　 "Brother Xiaoyao, are you short of a maid serving in bed warmers?"

　　 "There is Linglong...cough, what are you talking about?" Jun Xiaoyao let out a dry cough, annoying.

　　 Finally, even Jiang Rou started to urge marriage.

　　 "Mother~www.mtlnovel.com~ The eighteenth ancestor is still looking for a child, so I retire first." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't bear the harassment and noise of a group of women, so he just got away.

　　 "Hmph, Brother Xiaoyao, Luo Li won't give up!" Jiang Luoli clasped her powder fist and said, just like a little fan who chased stars.

　　 Here, Jun Xiaoyao also came to the ancestral land in the deepest part of the Jun family and saw the eighteen ancestors.

　　 The eighteenth ancestor in a gray robe, gray hair, sitting cross-legged in the void.

　　 There seems to be a horrible scene of the sun and the moon turning around, the living beings are dying, the heavens are collapsing, and the galaxy is turning upside down.

The breath of 　　 is incredible, and it feels like facing God.

　　 No wonder it possesses the ability of three swords to kill the quasi-superior.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao secretly sighed, the ancestors of the Jun family, no one is simple.

　　 Not to mention, like the eighteenth ancestors, there seem to be seventeen in the Jun family!

　　 Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, the eighth ancestor's face rarely smiled.

　　 "Very good!" Eighteen ancestors said.

　　 is obviously complimenting Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the ten-year-old banquet.

　　 I won't talk about defeating Ye Xingyun, but tearing the Ancestral Dragon Nest Longzi by hand is definitely making the Jun family face up.

　　 "I wonder if the ancestor asked the younger generation to come, what's the matter?" Jun Xiaoyao arched his hand slightly and said calmly.

　　 Facing the eighteen ancestors, even some clan elders would be a little trembling and very cautious.

　　 But Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent and calm.

　　 This makes the eighteenth ancestors very satisfied.

　　The ancient sacramental body plus the supreme bone, the talent is definitely gone.

　　 But what is even more rare is that Jun Xiaoyao's temperament is so calm and calm, he doesn't look like a ten-year-old boy at all.

　　 "Don't you want to learn the Slaughter Immortal Sword Art?" Eighteen Ancestor smiled lightly.

　　 Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.