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

The universe is dead silent, the blood rains soaring!

Against the background of a blood-stained sky, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was like ice, his long hair was flowing, and he was wearing the armor of the gods.

At this moment, he does not have the swaying and immortal temperament of fluttering white clothes in the past.

Instead, it is like a domineering young god of war, like the incarnation of catastrophe, purifying the world with the power of killing, shaking the world!

In the sky and the ground, countless eyes are focused on him.

Ji Qingyi, such as Sakura, Sheng Xuanyi, these people are famous for the ancient road, and the brilliance is endless.

At this moment, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, it seems to have become extremely ordinary, and the light has been lost.

Jun Xiaoyao is an existence that makes them all need to look up and be in awe!

And Ning Defa and other villagers in the Great Wilderness were extremely excited and tearful.

How many years!

How many years have they been oppressed by the Cang family!

Today, Jun Xiaoyao flattened the anger in their chests!

At this moment, the eyes of more than 300 villagers in the Great Wilderness were full of fanatical admiration and worship.

It seems that Jun Xiaoyao is the only god worthy of worship in their hearts!

"We, always follow the adults, until death!" Ning Defa was roaring like an old lion, and knelt down at Jun Xiaoyao.

The three hundred or so surviving villagers also knelt down.

"It's a blessing to have you in the body of the Holy Body..." Wu Hu was completely relieved, and there was a smile of relief on his blood-stained face.

"One day, I will become as powerful as my big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes were full of respect.

"Is this... the kind of hero that Grandpa's story told?" Xiao Xuanxuan was stunned, her big eyes full of longing and admiration.

The figure that stood on the sky and looked down at the world was deeply engraved in her young heart and could never be erased.

But at this moment, standing above the sky, Jun Xiaoyao, the coldness between his brows is unabated.

He completely ignored the countless awe-inspiring gazes around him.

Right now, Jun Xiaoyao has only one thing to do, which is to destroy the Ba Xing Cang family.

However, before that, he still has a few things to do.

"Today, this goddess announced that the ancient temple and the guardians of the ancient temple will rise again in the fairyland, and no one can stop it!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was powerful and spread all over Cang Ming.

Everyone was shocked and shocked.

Does Jun Xiaoyao want to use the power of one person to help the weakened Holy Body once again?

but……

Looking at the last Holy Body Protector, who had almost reached the end of his life, and the three hundred villagers in the Great Wilderness.

Everyone can't imagine how the ancient temple can rise again.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, he is only one person. How can he support the entire Holy Body lineage?

Compared with the doubts of the audience.

Ning Defa and other villagers in the Great Wilderness only had deep gratitude in their eyes.

However, they also have self-knowledge, knowing that relying on their own strength, they cannot revive the ancient temple and the guardian of the temple.

Wu Hu also smiled and said: "With your words, I can rest assured, and everything will be handed over to you with peace of mind."

Wuhu felt that the fire of his own life began to gradually extinguish.

However, he had no regrets and still had a smile on his face.

"Senior Martial Protector, you can't step down, and you have to see the fiasco of the hegemony lineage with your own eyes." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"I've been able to hold on until now, I'm satisfied, and I know where my limits are." Wuhu shook his head, very relieved about life and death.

"Since my Jun Xiaoyao has obtained the inheritance of the ancient ancestors of the ancient temple, naturally I will also do my part for the ancient temple."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and slapped him on his chest, and then, drop by drop of bright red like agate, the blood of the Eucharist with golden luster emerged.

The amount is dense, not one drop or two, three or five.

Instead, hundreds of drops of Eucharistic blood essence were directly tempered by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you can't!" Wu Hu's eyes were shocked, and he said something to stop him.

Now Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of the Holy Body lineage, absolutely nothing can go wrong!

"Sir, you are..." Ning Defa and other villagers in the Great Wilderness were also stunned.

There were also the arrogance of the onlookers, who were also speechless, stunned, and looked at it in a daze.

Holy body essence and blood, how precious, a drop is enough to sell for a sky-high price.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao has sacrificed hundreds of drops of Holy Body essence and blood!

The most important thing is that the blood essence of the Eucharist is extremely important to the ancient Eucharist.

Wouldn't Jun Xiaoyao's move hurt him?

Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's face, and they were surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm as usual, without the slightest paleness or weakness.

"These blood essences are given to you. Your own revenge is the happiest thing to avenge yourself." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"But you..." Wuhu hesitated.

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. Could it be that Senior Wuhu forgot the pool of Holy Body blood?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Naturally, he would not do anything to harm himself.

The last time he injured himself, was to save Jiang Shengyi.

And to be honest, Jun Xiaoyao respects Wuhu and these wild villagers.

But compared with Jiang Shengyi, they are obviously not comparable.

It is unrealistic to ask Jun Xiaoyao to drain himself and help them.

However, Jun Xiaoyao had refined a pool of holy body essence and blood before.

At this moment, the blood essence of the Holy Body in his body is almost overflowing.

The most important thing is that these Holy Body Essence and Blood that Jun Xiaoyao absorbed were finally transformed into his own Holy Body Essence and Blood.

And Jun Xiaoyao is a saint who has broken ten shackles.

The essence and blood of his Eucharist is fundamentally different from the essence and blood of those ancestors of the Eucharist.

Each of the three hundred Great Wilderness villagers received a drop of Jun Xiaoyao's Eucharistic blood.

The old man Ningdefa got five drops.

Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan each got ten drops of blood essence.

As for Wuhu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him fifty drops of Holy Body essence and blood.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Wuhu to fall.

It would be a pity for a desolate Holy Body of the Holy Master level to fall.

"After you've finished refining, we'll kill Ba Xingcang's family and avenge our revenge!" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Your Excellency is right, the humiliation of our temple guards must be washed away by us!"

"Follow the adults, step on the star, and destroy the Cang family!"

The Three Hundred Great Wilderness Villagers, no, they should be called the Three Hundred Temple Guardians at this moment, all of them are full of anger of vengeance.

Even some old people like Ning Defa are boiling with blood at this moment, and the silent blood of the Holy Body in the body seems to be activated.

They began to sit cross-legged and practiced, preparing to refine the Holy Body Essence and Blood bestowed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Is it still effective?" Wuhu also sat down.

To be honest, with his current state of exhaustion, even if he refines the blood of the Holy Body, it is estimated that he will not be able to return to the sky.

It is like a spring that is almost drying up. Even if water from outside is poured in, it will cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will eventually dry up.

"How do you know if you don't try, senior?" A smile appeared on the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth.

The blood essence of the Eucharist that broke the ten shackles, maybe it will bring miracles?