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

Chapter 43 The fate of Xiao Chen, the protagonist of Destiny, is another heroic way of saving beauty

Chapter 43 The fate of Xiao Chen, the protagonist of Destiny, is another heroic way of saving beauty

Jun Xiaoyao didn't look on the surface, but he was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, a new sign-in place was refreshed.

However, this plate of Wuling is obviously not like the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure.

It was the private secret place of the Pan Wushen Dynasty, how could it be possible for outsiders to enter?
"Grandpa, the Panwu God Dynasty probably won't let others into their secret place, right?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

"Uh, that's true, but there are no absolutes, I just tell you that there is this way. If it really doesn't work, it's not impossible for you to break in for the sake of your future." Jun Zhantian said domineeringly.

"Let's talk about this later." Jun Xiaoyao was speechless.

The domineering of the Jun family seems to be innate.

But if possible, Jun Xiaoyao still wants to solve these things by himself.

"The Great Emperor Panwu is a desolate holy body. If I can get some information, it can save me a lot of detours." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The ancient sacred body is extremely rare, and it is difficult to produce several in an era.

And the ancient sacred body of proving the Tao and becoming an emperor is even rarer.

Not everyone is like Jun Xiaoyao, who has the ability to hang up, and breaks ten shackles at birth.

In the era of Emperor Panwu, it might be possible to cultivate the ancient sacred body, which is not as difficult as it is now, but it is absolutely impossible to easily break through the great sacred body.

"Is it Pan Wuling? If there is a chance in the future, I really want to go and see it." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

After that, Jun Xiaoyao continued to practice in the Tiandi Palace.

He had a faint hunch in his heart that the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure was likely to be opened within the next few years.

So before that, Jun Xiaoyao needs to continue to improve his strength.

……

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Jun Xiaoyao is 11 years old, but from his appearance, he looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

With a tall stature, a handsome fairy, and a dusty temperament, it makes people feel ashamed at first glance, afraid that their eyes will tarnish the sacred detachment of Jun Xiaoyao.

In this year, Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation base has reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Bridge Realm, and it seems that the improvement is not high.

But the main reason is that he spent all his efforts on cultivating the supernatural powers of the exercises.

His Immortal Slaughtering Sword Art, after practicing the second style, the Eighteenth Patriarch would be stunned when he saw this speed, and he sighed again and again.

The Supreme Bone, after absorbing many divine essences, also transformed into a complete supernatural power, the hand of God.

This is the full version of God's robbery.

There is also Long Yuan, which has been completely digested by Jun Xiaoyao. The majestic dragon blood has caused Jun Xiaoyao to awaken [-] giant elephant particles again.

Now he has awakened [-] giant elephant particles, that is, [-] million catties of giant force.

You know, this still doesn't count the power of the ancient holy body.

Jun Xiaoyao has always been using the power of the idol to suppress the prison, as for the ability of the ancient holy body itself, it is more reflected in the level of immortality and indestruction of the flesh.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao really used the power of the ancient sacred body, it would only be more terrifying.

In addition, Jun Xiaoyao also obtained the martial arts magical powers of the Ancestral Dragon Nest from the stripped Dragon Yuan, Dragon Fist, True Dragon Trapping Heaven Technique, etc.

The only thing that makes him a little pity is that there is no real dragon supernatural power in this Long Yuan.

"Hey, it's a little boring to always cultivate, and I miss Xiao Chen a little..." Jun Xiaoyao sighed slightly.

I wonder if Xiao Chen has fattened up?

Jun Xiaoyao seems to have seen a lush green leek field...

……

Kunzhou is one of the three thousand states in the barren fairyland.

This state is remote, and the environment is barren, where robbers are rampant, monsters are ravaging the sky, and the living soil is extremely harsh.

This state is not occupied by any major forces, and it is obviously an abandoned land.

But it is also because this state is quite dangerous and the environment is dangerous, so it has become a little famous place for training.

Many young disciples of the Taoist forces like to come to Kunzhou to experience.

At this moment, in Kunzhou, in a rather dangerous mountain range.

"Qinglong tearing the hands of the sky!"

But when he heard a stern shout, a figure like a half-dragon man shook the wings of the blue dragon, his palms turned into claws, and he protruded out of the sky.

In an instant, hundreds of azure dragon light patterns burst out, as if they turned into hands that ripped the sky, and they violently tore the monster beast in front of them into pieces.

The blood rained, and the flesh and blood of the monsters splashed everywhere.

This half-dragon figure, the cyan dragon scales on the body and the wings on the back converge, revealing a handsome young man who is Xiao Chen.

It has been three years since he was thrown out of Jun's house by Jun Xiaoyao.

The youth of those years also grew into youth.

Xiao Chen's tendons were destroyed by Jun Xiaoyao.

However, it was a blessing in disguise, and he practiced the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art. Now he is stronger and has reached the middle stage of the Shenqiao Realm. Even after the Qinglong Transformation, he can kill even the monsters in the Returning Realm.

"Yes, in just a few years, you can cultivate the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art to the fourth level. You are indeed the son of the national destiny of my ancient Qinglong country."

In the void beside Xiao Chen, an illusory figure of an old man wearing a blue dragon robe with dragon horns appeared on his head. It was the remnant soul of the founder of the ancient Qinglong kingdom, the master of Qinglong.

He looked at Xiao Chen with admiration in his eyes.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Art, even if he cultivated at the beginning, it took a lot of time.

But Xiao Chen's progress was far faster than he was back then.

It can be said that, if nothing else, Xiao Chen will definitely become a famous figure in the Three Thousand Daozhou in the future.

Xiao Chen heard the words, not only did not have a happy expression on his face, but a look of hatred and coldness on his face.

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, I told that Jun Xiaoyao that we would fight again in three years, but he took me as a joke!"

"Now that three years have passed, I want that Jun Xiaoyao to know who is the real joke!"

Xiao Chen was high-spirited and high-spirited, as if he had seen himself stepping on Jun Xiaoyao under his feet.

And Bai Yu'er, he also wants to make that bitch regret very much.

Just when Xiao Chen was lustful, there was a movement in the distance.

"Xiao Chen, there is movement there, be careful." Master Qinglong returned to the Panlong ring and said through voice transmission.

Xiao Chen frowned and carefully swept away.

He looked at it, and was shocked.

But I saw a woman in a lingerie dress and a white gauze mask, being chased by a group of bandits.

That group of robbers are the little-known devil wolf thieves in Kunzhou.

"Hey, beauty, run away, no one can get rid of my demon wolf thief in Kunzhou." The bandit leader sneered.

His cultivation has also reached the level of unity.

"Damn, I can't use the cultivation base, otherwise, they will be noticed by them, and they will be taken back when that time comes."

The masked woman was secretly annoyed.

She sneaked out, and if she used inheritance exercises and martial arts, she would be sensed by her Taoist protector.

"Beautiful girl, you scream, no one will help you even if you call out your throat." The bandit chief smiled evilly.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out with a cold voice.

"Let go of that girl!"

(End of this chapter)

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