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

Banners and flags hunting, murderous!

The 10,000-strong Cang family team, like a long dark dragon, traverses the barren starry sky.

Among them, there are hundreds of Cang family young talents, and Cang family saint kings, as well as the great saints.

This power is nothing to the immortal forces.

But it is undoubtedly a devastating force for the desolate villages and ancient temples that are now in decline.

On the side of the ancient temple, Wuhu raised his head and looked up at the sky, watching the mighty army of 10,000 people coming.

There was calm indifference in his cloudy eyes.

No fear, no fear.

Perhaps in the dictionary of the ancient Eucharist, there is no word for fear.

"That is, the people of the Cang family!"

The rest of the villagers in the Great Wilderness also noticed the mighty army coming from above the sky.

The fighting intent is like a prairie fire, and the killing intent is overwhelming!

"What's going on, is the Cang family going to have a big battle?"

"He really wants to destroy my Great Wilderness Village?"

Some villagers in the Great Wilderness clenched their fists tightly, with a ruthless look in their eyes.

They have already reached this point, and the Cang family is still unwilling to let them go!

"Wait, step back behind me!" Wuhu shouted.

Nearly a thousand villagers all retreated into the ancient temple involuntarily.

The north wind howls, the yellow sand is fierce.

Wuhu stood alone in front of the ancient temple.

He was ordinary in appearance, with a shaggy beard, messy black hair, and a shabby gray shirt.

It looked like a depressed middle-aged ascetic in the red dust.

He had shackles on his hands and feet, and the pipa bones were pierced by chains.

On his back is a stone tablet set up by a former enemy of the body to humiliate him.

It can be said that if it is not for the identity of Wuhu, no one will think that he is a Holy Body.

"I am a disgrace of the Holy Body lineage. Now, let me radiate the last bit of light and heat..." Wuhu murmured in his heart.

Here, the Cang family team has finally arrived, and ten thousand people stand on the sky, like heavenly soldiers.

On the other hand, on the side of the Desolate Ancient Temple, there is only Wuhu, standing alone, like a monument.

"The loser, where is Jun Xiaoyao?" In the Cang family team, an old man stood up and said indifferently.

He is the fifth elder of the Cang family, a strong man in the Great Sacred Realm.

He did not call Wuhu, but called him the loser.

Wuhu was indifferent.

"Hehe, it's just a defeated general of the predecessor's hegemony body, a prisoner, dare to show such an attitude?" The sixth elder of the Cang family sneered.

"Today, I won't have any forbearance, retreat, or... battle!" Wu Hu said indifferently.

At this point, there is no room for relaxation.

Before Wuhu was forbearance, it was for the Great Wilderness Village, for the Ning Chen brothers and sisters, and to leave Xinghuo.

But now, with Jun Xiaoyao around, the Holy Body line will naturally not decline.

He doesn't have to hold back any longer.

"You're getting tough, aren't you afraid of us slaughtering these wild villagers?" The fifth elder of the Cang family sneered.

"Losers, you step aside now, and let me enter the ancient temple to investigate. My Cang family can spare you a dog's life." The sixth elder of the Cang family said casually.

A cold electricity flashed in Wuhu's pupils, and the killing intent was bone-chilling.

With a wave of his hand, a horizontal line crossed in front of the ancient temple.

"Those who cross this line, die!"

A dead word caused the situation to shake, and the world changed color.

Killing intent is like a cold wind, piercing the bone marrow!

"Bold, even a loser dares to threaten like this, kill me!" The fifth elder of the Cang family no longer hesitated, waved his hand, and the army of the Cang family all drank.

The sound is earth-shattering!

The war has begun.

The dense figures rushed towards Wuhu alone.

Among the ten thousand troops, the weakest are in the god realm.

There are many Taoist realms and quasi-sacred realms.

Taken out individually, it may not be very strong.

But when ten thousand people came out, the destructive power was enough to shake the world, and even the Great Sage would feel his scalp tingling when he saw it.

Wuhu also shot, but because of the chains on his body, the scope of action is only around the ancient temple.

He punched out, and the mighty blood was surging, turning into a long golden dragon and traversing it.

puff!

Blood splattered, and there was a sound of broken bones.

Hundreds of Cang family sergeants directly shattered and turned into blood slag.

With such combat power, some people's eyelids jumped when they saw it.

"Damn, this Holy Body is really an evil sect. I have taken so much Holy Body essence and blood before, and now it is still so alive." The sixth elder of the Cang family muttered.

"It doesn't matter, it's just the battle of the trapped beasts. Don't forget, we also brought that thing." The fifth elder of the Cang family didn't care at all.

In his view, this is nothing more than a playful slaughter.

And now, there are also densely packed monks watching from a distance.

Looking around, thousands of cultivators from Desolate Star gathered to watch the battle from a distance.

There are also ancient road arrogances from the ancient city of Xingkong, such as Ji Qingyi, Sheng Xuanyi, such as Ying and others, also came here to watch.

"Is that also a Holy Body, but why does it feel a little miserable?" Ru Ying Miao's eyes narrowed, a little surprised.

In her imagination, even if the Holy Body line declines, it won't be like this, right?

"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qingyi's eyes were looking forward, but she didn't see Jun Xiaoyao.

It stands to reason that the same is the desolate sacred body, and with the character of Jun Xiaoyao, it should not turn a blind eye.

This also aroused the doubts of other Gulu Tianjiao.

"Why is the son of the Jun family not here? If he was there, the situation would not be like this."

"Is it cowardly?"

"It's impossible, the domineering power of the god son of the Jun family, as we all know, he is not afraid of a Cang family."

"Then why doesn't he show up now?"

"Maybe something happened."

Many Tianjiao monks are discussing.

Here, the Cang family sergeant has also learned to behave.

The Martial Guardian can only move within the range of the ancient temple, and even if it uses the means, the range will not be too large.

They only need to release magical power moves on the periphery to consume his strength.

This method, although not very glorious, is very practical.

With the passage of time, the strong qi and blood on the martial arts body also began to weaken.

He didn't have much qi and blood himself, and most of the blood and essence of the Holy Body in his body was taken away by the Cang family.

The remaining half was also subtly integrated into Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan.

It can be said that the current Martial Protector is draining every drop of Eucharist blood in his body and exerting his residual heat.

"There is no need to delay, just use that trick." The sixth elder of the Cang family said.

The fifth elder of the Cang family nodded slightly, he took out a runestone, and poured mana into it.

In an instant, the stone tablet attached to the back of Wuhu suddenly vibrated.

The words above stand alone in the universe and dominate the sky, releasing a dazzling brilliance.

A terrifying force of repression and gravity fell down in an instant.

puff!

Almost instantly, Wuhu spit out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

"Master Wuhu!"

Inside the temple, Ning Chen, Xiao Xuanxuan, Ning Defa, and all the villagers in the Great Wilderness exclaimed.

"kill!"

The fifth elder of the Cang family waved.

All the great sages and elders of the sage king level have all taken action.

They want to kill this sad last Eucharist!