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

Chapter 41 The Hope of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, Long Aotian, Ye Xingyun's Ambition (Three-shift)

Jun Xiaoyao's ten-year-old banquet came to an end in such a shock of ups and downs.

The sect masters, elders, and young Tianjiao of the major forces, when they left Jun's house, the shock and amazement on their faces never disappeared.

From their point of view, what they saw this time at Jun's house simply shocked their hearts.

In particular, the son of the Jun family is like a young emperor, with invincible aura.

Whether it is the star king body of the Ye family or the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, in their hands, they are all like soft persimmons, kneading at will.

Comparing some young Tianjiaoyi with the god son of the Jun family, he couldn't help sighing and despairing in his heart.

With the desolate body and the supreme bone, Jun Xiaoyao's talent can no longer be described as a monster, it is simply the appearance of a natural emperor.

With Jun Xiaoyao here, in this life, how can there be a place for the rest?
Even some of the older generation are also sighing, with Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation speed, in a few years, won't they surpass their older predecessors?
Of course, in addition to Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Xuehuang's performance is also very good, and he can kill the favored son of the ancient royal family.

And the most shocking, of course, was the Eighteenth Patriarch of the Jun Family, who never showed up from beginning to end.

An ancestral figure buried in the ancestral hall of the Jun family for countless years.

Three swords killed the quasi-supreme ancestor of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, which shocked a group of people.

Everyone knows that after this ten-year-old banquet, the deserted fairyland, which has been calm for a long time, is about to be turbulent.

Not long after the banquet at the Jun family ended.

Far away in the land of Hongzhou, in the base camp of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, there was a roar of dragons and a long howl, shaking the universe and shaking the stars.

The entire life of Hongzhou seems to feel a vast heavenly power that destroys the world.

"It's the Supreme Being of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, why are you angry?" A Hongzhou creature said with a pale face.

The news of the Jun family banquet will take some time to spread, so they don't know about it.

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

"Let's rest for a while, what's the use of your anger, do you want to kill the Jun family?"

"That little beast of the Jun family, who dares to kill the dragon son of the deity's lineage, should be punished!"

"And that Jun Shiba, who actually dares to kill Youlong, is he really not afraid of my Ancestral Dragon's Nest?"

The voice of anger before, said in a cold voice.

"Jun Shiba, he's a lunatic. It's too difficult to kill him..."

"Do I need to tell Aotian about this?" Another ancestral dragon's nest powerhouse came out with divine thoughts.

"No need, Long Aotian is refining the fifth dragon essence in retreat, and when he finishes refining the seven dragon essences, plus the blood of the god dragon, he can push the younger generation of Xianyu, even the god son of the Jun family. Kill at will!"

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

"There is also the Jun family, and in the future, I will definitely let them pay with blood and blood!"

……

On the other side, in the void, a divine bird pulled a chariot and flew past.

Inside the carriage, a young man in a blue shirt with a sword-brow and star-eyed eyes faintly woke up.

It was Ye Nebula.

"Hey...it hurts..."

As soon as Ye Xingyun's body moved, he felt like he was about to fall apart, and his face turned pale in pain.

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

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

A strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.

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

Not to mention losing face in front of his goddess.

"Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Xingyun clenched his teeth, his fists clenched tightly, and his knuckles were all white.

"Young master, the god son of the Jun family is not to be provoked, the old slave got the news, that god son not only only has the ancient sacred body, but also has a supreme bone, and even the dragon son of the ancestor dragon's nest was easily beheaded by him. ." Fauber sighed.

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

When Jun Xiaoyao was fighting against him, he was still clumsy, and he didn't even sacrifice the supreme bone.

Ye Xingyun felt more and more humiliated, Jun Xiaoyao didn't put him in his eyes at all.

"Hateful..." Ye Xingyun was both 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 turned to him.

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

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

Those reincarnated geniuses are the ones who are truly open, and their visions are far more than ordinary geniuses.

For example, Ye Guchen, the taboo arrogant of their Ye family, was rumored to be the immemorial sword demon, the reincarnation of Dugu Wubai.

That sword demon, in the historical records, once killed the Emperor Zhun with the Emperor Killing Sword, and he gained a lot of power.

"Could it be that, like Ye Guchen, I am the reincarnation of a certain superpower, and that star palace is a treasure of chance left to me?" Ye Xingyun couldn't help thinking.

This is very likely.

As time goes on, he will awaken more memories, and it may not be impossible to find that star palace and inherit all the opportunities of that supreme powerhouse.

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

"And Luo Li, I'll let you understand who is the best match for you!"

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

……

And here at your house.

Jun Xiaoyao, who had ended the banquet, was being harassed wildly by Jiang Luoli.

Obviously it was time to go back to Jiang's house, but Jiang Luoli refused to leave.

The girl Ye Xingyun dreamed of, but on Jun Xiaoyao's side, became a dog-skin plaster that could not be thrown away.

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

"There is Linglong."

"Brother Xiaoyao, are you short of a maid to wash and fold the quilt?"

"There is Linglong."

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you lack a maid to serve the bed warmer?"

"You Linglong...cough, what are you talking about?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, feeling overwhelmed.

In the end, even Jiang Rou began to urge marriage.

"Mother, the Eighteenth Ancestor is still looking for a child, so let's retire first." Jun Xiaoyao couldn't bear the harassment and noise of a group of women, so he just quit.

"Hmph, Brother Xiaoyao, Luo Li won't give up!" Jiang Luoli held her pink fist and said, just like a little fan girl chasing stars.

Here, Jun Xiaoyao also came to the deepest ancestral land of the Jun family and saw the Eighteen Ancestors.

The Eighteen Ancestors in gray robes, with white hair, sat cross-legged in the void.

There seems to be a rotation of the sun and the moon around, life is dead, the heavens are collapsed, and the terrifying scene of the reverse of the galaxy is manifested.

The breath is unbelievably powerful, making people feel as if they are facing God.

No wonder he has the ability to kill Quasi-Supreme with three swords.

Jun Xiaoyao secretly sighed, none of the ancestors of the Jun family are simple.

Not to mention, as powerful as the Eighteen Ancestors, there seem to be seventeen more in the Jun family!
Seeing the arrival of Jun Xiaoyao, the eighteenth ancestor rarely showed a smile on his face.

"Very good!" Eighteen Ancestor said.

Obviously to praise Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the ten-year-old banquet.

I won't say anything about defeating Ye Xingyun, but tearing up the Dragon Son of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest is definitely a shame for the Jun family.

"I don't know what the ancestors asked the juniors to come, what's the matter?" Jun Xiaoyao bowed his hands slightly and said calmly.

Facing the Eighteen Patriarchs, even some clan elders would be a little nervous and cautious.

But Jun Xiaoyao is indifferent and calm.

This made the Eighteenth Ancestor extremely satisfied.

With the ancient sacred body and the supreme bone, there is absolutely nothing to say about the talent.

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

"Don't you want to learn the Slaughtering Immortal Sword Art?" The Eighteenth Ancestor smiled lightly.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

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