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

Chapter 1583 Perfect-level Innate Eucharistic Embryo, Breath of Small Fate

A thick fairy light enveloped Jiang Shengyi and Jun Xiaoyao.

So the outside world can't see what's going on.

But don't look.

Everyone also knows what the ending will be.

Because, there is a living example in front.

The Endless Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West.

"Could it really be that kind of fate?"

"Why, why is it that the hero who saved the fairyland needs to bear this kind of pain?"

Countless people cannot accept this fact.

Rao Jun Wuhui also temporarily stopped his figure.

He also didn't expect that his heir would experience the same pain as the Everlasting Emperor.

At this moment, the Lord of the End Times showed a cold smile.

He likes watching this kind of worldly tragedy the most.

This kind of tragedy made him feel pleasing to the eye.

The mood that was originally angry because of the heavy injury began to be happy.

What he wants to see most is this kind of extreme tragedy and despair!
But in the gaze of countless eyes.

The fairy light slowly dissipated.

It was originally wrapped around two people.

but now.

Only Jun Xiaoyao was there alone.

Desolate and lonely.

The expression is neither happy nor sad.

There is a peculiar charm of Dao Xian circulating in him.

The chest is glowing.

A perfect breath is emerging.

It is the perfect innate Eucharist!
"Sister Shengyi!"

Seeing that only Jun Xiaoyao was left.

Jiang Luoli collapsed on the ground, her eyes, which were originally lively, looked extremely hollow, and tears flowed down her face.

One of the most important people in her life has passed away.

"Sheng Yi..."

Yu Qingning also showed sadness.

There are also members of the Jiang family, Jiang Shengyi's relatives, all of whom have lost their souls, and their hearts are empty.

Jun Xiaoyao, at this moment, there is no joy or sorrow, and no tears.

He just stood there, looking in one direction.

Sea without borders.

At this moment, the world is silent.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't even shed tears.

No one would think that he was heartless and ungrateful.

I only think that Jun Xiaoyao should be too sad, but he can't shed tears.

As everyone knows, Jun Xiaoyao at this moment has already set a goal in his heart.

"Happy..."

Jun Wuhui, seeing Jun Xiaoyao who was expressionless and a little absent-minded, yelled.

He was afraid that something might be wrong with Jun Xiaoyao's state of mind, and that would be troublesome.

He is the pillar of the Jun family in the future.

Although Jiang Shengyi's death is sad, it cannot be complacent.

Just because he is the god son of the Jun family!

"Father, the child is fine."

Jun Xiaoyao forced a smile on his face.

This expression will only make people feel more distressed.

How strong a person's heart should be.

Only then can I be like Jun Xiaoyao, who never shed a single tear when her true love dies.

At this moment, everyone has elevated Jun Xiaoyao to the level of a god!

Even if it is some seniors with a higher level of strength than Jun Xiaoyao.

At this moment, they are all looking up and paying attention with a very respectful gaze.

"Xiaoyao, you don't have to hold back your emotions."

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance will only make Jun Wuhui more worried.

"It's really okay, the Lord of the Last Days is not dead, how can I be reconciled?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Lord of the Last Days, with a deep chill in his pupils.

The pitch-black pupils are like a bottomless eternal ice abyss!
"Haha, this seat likes to admire the most, your desperate expression, this should be recorded in this seat's script..."

The Doomsday Lord sneered.

Then, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

He is observing Jun Xiaoyao.

Originally thought that Jun Xiaoyao's current strength was forcibly pretended, and he must be extremely desperate in his heart.

but.

Jun Xiaoyao had firm eyes and a cold expression.

It seems... It's really not a fake.

"what happened?"

The master of the last days felt that something was not quite right.

This son, something is really wrong.

He played with countless hearts in the past.

Even Di Haotian, who was tough and proud, completely collapsed when he finally learned the truth.

But Jun Xiaoyao's mind is like iron, unwavering.

Even the fall of his beloved love is far from enough to make him completely collapse.

What kind of iron will is this?
And the Doomsday Lord's guess is indeed good.

Not to mention Jiang Shengyi, there is still hope of life, and hope of getting back.

Even if Jiang Shengyi really passed away.

Jun Xiaoyao will not collapse.

He will be sad, but not broken.

He will try his best to kill the Lord of the End Times and avenge Jiang Shengyi.

This is Jun Xiaoyao's heart.

Call it cold-blooded or call it indifferent.

Since his birth, he has been noble and unparalleled, and he has been pushed all the way.

I don't even know what tears are!
He has an invincible spirit and a pride that shakes the world!
Never stop here because of a woman!
He is Jun Xiaoyao!

He is the future Emperor Juntian!

Destined to be king in this life, to become a god standing proudly in the world!
"Lord of the last days, are you ready to face your own death?"

"For Shengyi, for Emperor Meng, for Emperor Wushuang, and for all the souls who died because of you, I will pay my life!"

After Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, the whole body was full of divine light.

There are avenue lines, spreading out under his feet.

There is a vast amount of golden energy and blood, rushing straight to the ninth heaven!

Congenital Eucharist Dao Fetus!

The perfect congenital Eucharist!
Jun Xiaoyao once again merged into the divine body.

With the power of the perfect innate holy body and Taoist fetus, activate the gods and dharma bodies!
Immediately, the spiritual body of the gods burst out billions of rays of light again!
"Please, all beings, lend me all my causal power to turn into the power to kill darkness!"

With a shout from Jun Xiaoyao, his spirit shocked the world!

All the creatures in the fairyland kneel down together at this moment!
Pay homage to the king, Xiaoyao!

As if looking up, a god of salvation!
Seeing this in secret, the Doomsday Lord couldn't help but let out a cold reprimand.

"It's up to you, even if it's a complete innate sacramental body, so what, even if it's endless, you have to lose in front of me!"

The aura of the Doomsday Lord shook, and the scarlet power swept across the sky!

Even the Endless Emperor ended in his hands.

Could this weak innate sacramental body still be able to turn the tide?
Even if only [-]% of his strength is left, he can still complete the world-destroying script!

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao showed a cold and stern smile.

The Doomsday Lord has absolutely no idea what cards he has.

this moment!
Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the immortal technique, the little destiny technique!
In an instant, his longevity and luck were burning rapidly!
Infinite power, urging the small destiny technique, emanates from Jun Xiaoyao's body!

That power even made the rules of the Immortal Territory slightly chaotic!
"Well, how is it possible, that is!"

Emperor Changsheng, who had been healing his wounds, sensed a ray of breath leaking from Jun Xiaoyao's body.

His emotionless and ruthless mood caused huge waves.

This power is the power he dreamed of.

Now, he noticed something in Jun Xiaoyao.

"destiny!"

The Emperor Changsheng couldn't help but be shocked!
This is the power of destiny that he wants most!

Of course, it may be a bit exaggerated to say that it is fate.

But at this moment Jun Xiaoyao, indeed, reveals a little bit of fate-like breath!
"How could it be? Is there really someone who can grasp a trace of fate?" Emperor Changsheng was completely absent-minded at this moment.

He is a majestic immortal emperor, the emperor of mythology, and he is not even as good as a younger generation!

(End of this chapter)