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

Lu Renjia's words made the entire Baoque quiet down.

Not to mention other people, even the local tyrants have a lot of money, their faces are stunned, and they subconsciously ask: "What is he talking about?"

"It seems to be... five seals of proof..."

Some Tianjiao had dry throats and swallowed.

In the short lag, it is the noise that breaks through the sky.

"My God, the Seal of Evidence, isn't this what I dream of?"

"If I could integrate a few seals of proof, I would have been on the list of giants long ago!"

"By the way, I've heard that the god son of the Jun family does have many seals of proof. He can't use it himself, and he gives it to the people around him like cabbage."

"Hao, not ordinary Hao!"

"I'm convinced!"

All kinds of noises, exclamations, and shocks were heard endlessly.

Even the elder of the Ten Thousand Clan Business Alliance, who was used to seeing the world, was slightly stunned after hearing it, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"This young man, if he doesn't talk about martial arts, how can he let others compete?"

"I lost, the first time I lost financially to someone else..." Qian Duocai sat down on the chair.

How much immortal marrow is not as rare and precious as the seal of the Tao.

"That's the seal of proof, if I can get it..." Hu Qingqing continued to grit her teeth, jealous and hated in her heart.

Jealous is that Tian Nuyuan is the first to attack and pull Jun Xiaoyao to her side.

Hate is that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't have the slightest feeling for her.

Although she is a little charming and a little rambunctious, she is also a stunning beauty, why does Jun Xiaoyao look down on her and humiliate her.

Hu Qingqing is like a deep-seated resentful woman, with resentment in her heart.

As a result, there was no accident, Jun Xiaoyao successfully obtained the elixir fragment.

With this thing, Jun Xiaoyao can condense the fairy energy again in a short time.

"Everyone, there is one last treasure." Elder Sage Wang said, but his tone was a little hesitant.

He looked at the VIP box on the second floor with some hesitation, but he gritted his teeth and took it out.

It was a transparent bottle, and inside the bottle, five or six drops of brilliant red with golden blood essence danced in it.

These blood essences are incompatible with each other, like blood agate coated with a layer of gold foil, extremely bright.

Even through the bottle? All the geniuses present can feel the powerful force contained in it.

Desolate Holy Body Essence and Blood!

For a while, all the noise ceased.

If you change it to normal? If there is an ancient holy body essence and blood appearing? It will definitely attract looting, and countless people want to get it after breaking their heads.

Because the blood essence of the ancient holy body is too precious? If it is refined into the body.

Although it is impossible to directly become a desolate holy body, it can also wash the sutras and cut the marrow, and temper the physique? It makes the flesh unparalleled.

Even if there are more refining grounds, some of the power of the ancient sacred body can be manifested.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao nourished Jiang Shengyi's delicate body with the blood of the ancient sacred body.

Not only did she recover from her injuries, but her injuries were all gone.

It made her physical fitness a lot higher? It made up for the shortcomings of the congenital Taoist tire.

It can be said that the ancient Eucharist is indeed the meat of the Tang monk.

But now? With the desolate holy body essence and blood in front of us, no one dares to make the first bid, why?

Because there is a living desolate holy body present, and it is an existence that no one dares to provoke!

Inside the VIP box.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were indifferent.

The blood in his body is faintly hot.

This is the reaction caused by encountering the blood vessels of the homologous constitution.

Of course, those few drops of the ancient sacred body essence and blood, and Jun Xiaoyao's ancient sacred body essence and blood, are not comparable at all.

Jun Xiaoyao broke the ancient sacred body of Shidao Shao, and he was born without shackles.

And the owner of the ancient sacred body blood essence is obviously far from the level of Jun Xiaoyao, and it may even be difficult to cultivate.

"This desolate holy body essence and blood..." On the stage, the elder sage Wang just wanted to say something.

The box on the second floor was pushed open, and Jun Xiaoyao stepped down with his hands behind his back.

An aura of indifference and prestige overwhelmed the audience.

"Son of God, this..." Elder Sage Wang hesitated.

"Step aside!"

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, and took the bottle directly in his hand.

In an instant, a few drops of the ancient sacred body blood in the bottle reacted, and it jumped violently, rubbing against Jun Xiaoyao's palm against the bottle.

It feels like I have seen the king of the Holy Body line!

Jun Xiaoyao closed his eyes slightly, as if he saw an ancient and desolate ancient star deep in the ancient road.

The crumbling temples and the dilapidated mountain gates seem to be telling the glory of the past.

"The ancient temple..."

For some reason, Jun Xiaoyao spit out four words.

He suddenly remembered that in the lower realm, when Jun Xiaoyao wanted to create his own avenue.

The robbery and punishment from the sky, it was the fallen body that guarded him.

Before the annihilation of the Fallen Eucharist, he once said to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Holy Body is in the vein, and it depends on him.

Remember, go to the ancient temple.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao didn't understand what the Fallen Eucharist meant when he said this, and he didn't know where the Desolate Ancient Temple was.

In retrospect now, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realizes.

Unexpectedly, at that time, the fallen Eucharist knew that Jun Xiaoyao would one day set foot on the ultimate ancient road to the ancient star of the Eucharist.

"Son of God..." Elder Sage Wang on the side showed a look of embarrassment.

Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyelids, his eyes were like electricity, and he said indifferently: "Where is the person who took out this blood essence transaction?"

"Sorry, God Son, this business alliance has rules, we can't say it." Elder Sage Wang was extremely embarrassed.

"Can't say, are you sure?" Jun Xiaoyao stepped out, golden blood surging.

It was as if a golden god-king was approaching.

Even the elders of the business alliance in the realm of saint kings also have a sense of suffocation.

"To what extent is the real strength of the god son of the Jun family?" The elders of the business alliance were shocked.

How can it give the impression that Jun Xiaoyao is more fierce than the Saint King?

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have detected something, and the corner of his mouth evoked a cold arc.

"Want to run?"

Jun Xiaoyao's figure directly broke the dome of Baoque and came to the void.

In the extreme distance, a figure is driving the starry sky boat, panicking, trying to escape from Shangqiu Ancient Star.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, the mana condensed the spear of the gods, and shot out at the starry sky flying boat.

The void was pierced, and there was a scream!

boom!

The flying boat exploded and sparks flew everywhere!

Jun Xiaoyao deliberately left extra strength, instead of taking the man's life directly, he wanted to ask something.

He reached out and grabbed the void, the rune law brand, and directly captured the embarrassed figure.

"God Son spare your life, spare me, everything has nothing to do with me!"

It was a young man, pinched by Law's big hand, crying and begging for mercy.

Knowing that Jun Xiaoyao would come to the trade fair, he would never accept this errand.

"It has nothing to do with you? Make it clear." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I was just entrusted by others to trade and auction the blood essence. I don't know who got this blood essence from." The young man was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Jun Xiaoyao also understood that he was just a bloody cannon fodder.

"Who is it entrusted to?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Ba Xing, the Cang family..." The young man shivered.

A dark look flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

It seems that his opponent is not only the overlord, but also the forces of the overlord.

What about the ancient temple, has it fallen?

Otherwise, how could the Tyrant Body Family be allowed to act?

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao has many questions in his mind, and there are many mysteries waiting for him to solve.

He squeezed it casually, and with a bang, the young man's body shattered into blood, leaving no slag.

"Ba Xing... Cang Family..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

In his deep eyes, there seems to be an ancient star burning!