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

Chapter 49 Take revenge overnight

It didn't take long for Jun Linglong and Jun Zhanjian to return to where Jun Xiaoyao was.

"Young Master, Qingxin Tea has been purchased." A smile appeared on Jun Linglong's slightly pale jade face.

"Well, okay..." Just as Jun Xiaoyao nodded, he noticed the abnormality of Jun Linglong and Jun Zhanjian.

He frowned slightly, got up and walked to Jun Linglong.

"Young Master?" Jun Linglong's expression stopped, a little embarrassed.

I saw Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and gently wiped away a faint blood stain on the corner of Jun Linglong's lips.

Such an intimate move made Jun Linglong blushed suddenly.

"what happened?"

Jun Xiaoyao asked in a light tone.

He didn't say how much he liked Jun Linglong.

At least, Jun Linglong is the person beside him.

Taking action against Jun Linglong is a provocation to him.

"Sorry, God Son, I couldn't stop that Jun Wanjie." Jun Zhanjian said apologetically.

"Make it clear." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, Jun Zhanjian told Jun Xiaoyao what happened before.

"I'm all hurt, and you still want to buy me tea, are you stupid?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

"Young master wants to drink it, so Linglong wants to buy it."

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words that seemed to contain a trace of pampering, Jun Linglong's heart was as sweet as honey.

"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves and said with his hands behind his back.

"Where to?" Jun Zhanjian asked subconsciously.

"Of course I went to find that Jun Wanjie." Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.

Just that smile, with a little bit of coldness.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.

Everything belongs to the Jun family, the overall situation is the most important, it does not exist!
Revenge is not overnight.

Since Jun Wanjie took the initiative to provoke him, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have to save face for him.

On the other side, in the place where Jun Wanjie is.

The black soil showed a look of unwillingness and said: "Sir, since your strength is so strong, why don't you directly suppress that Jun Xiaoyao?"

Only when he saw Jun Wanjie's domineering shot, Heitu worshipped to the extreme.

At the same time, he also believed that Jun Wanjie would definitely be able to defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Wanjie shook his head slightly and said: "First of all, that Jun Xiaoyao is the ancient sacred body plus the supreme bone, and his strength is not weak."

"If it wasn't for my advantage in age and realm, maybe I really couldn't deal with him."

"Secondly, the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure will also be opened. If I fight with Jun Xiaoyao, it will affect my state, and I may be blamed by the clan elders at that time."

It has to be said that Jun Wanjie has risen from the bottom of the collateral department, and his mind is not stupid.

Instead, he is shrewd.

Before, I just tried to suppress Jun Zhanjian and Jun Linglong, and wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao's limelight a little.

It can be said to be the point to the point, just right.

In this way, the effect is achieved, and he will not be blamed by the clan elder, nor will it affect his participation in the competition for the secret treasure.

"It's still the adults who devised a strategy, the subordinates didn't think of this at all." Heitu couldn't help but admire even more.

"And I can guarantee that Jun Xiaoyao will endure it for a while, and he will at least wait until the secret treasure is over before he dares to take action against me."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jun Wanjie's mouth.

But just as his voice fell.

Outside the attic where he was, there were sudden shocks and fluctuations.

"what happened?"

Just at the moment when Jun Wanjie was stunned, a seal fell from the sky, like a falling star.

"It's the seal of the king!"

Jun Wanjie's face suddenly changed, and he hurried out.

The black soil was also pale, and it turned into a black smoke and swept out.

boom!
The sky is swinging!

The attic where Jun Wanjie lived was turned into nothingness, and a huge deep pit appeared on the spot, with thick cracks spreading around.

This kind of movement can be said to attract the attention of countless people around.

"What's the matter, did someone do it?"

"It seems that something happened to the fifth sequence of the Jun family. Oh my god, someone has leveled Jun Wanjie's residence!?"

The entire Nantian City was agitated and boiled!
You know, that is the residence of the fifth sequence of the Tang Tang family.

Not to mention razed to the ground, even if you pass by on weekdays, you have to speak softly.

"Look, that...is that the god son of the Jun family!" A cultivator raised his head and pointed to the sky suddenly.

Above the sky, four figures stand.

Jun Linglong, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Zhangjian stood in the back.

And Jun Xiaoyao is at the forefront.

He put one hand behind him, the other hand, just released the posture of the knot.

Obviously, that person Wang Yin was issued by him.

"Jun...Xiao...yao!"

A cry of cold drink spread out along with billions of thunderbolts.

There was a loud bang, and a figure entwined with thunder light rose up into the sky, it was Jun Wanjie!

His eyes were fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, as if there were two thunder pools rolling in his eyes, and the thunder flashed endlessly.

He did not expect that Jun Xiaoyao was so decisive.

He also said just now that Jun Xiaoyao would never attack him until the end of the secret treasure.

As a result, the next moment, he was immediately beaten in the face.

Beside him, Hei Tu also showed his figure, with a look of horror in his eyes, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

He had only heard of Jun Xiaoyao's name before, but he had never seen it before.

Now is the first time.

But definitely impressed.

After all, their residences were turned into nothingness by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, what do you mean?" Jun Wanjie suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"Who gave you the guts to move the son of God?"

Jun Xiaoyao's tone was indifferent, but he did not lose his arrogance.

Jun Linglong's heart was beating.

Many female cultivators who were concerned about her were also full of emotions, eager to take the place of Jun Linglong.

"I just punished them a little, but I didn't really do anything to them. Is God Son only so powerful?" Jun Wanjie's tone was extremely cold.

"Well, you're right, my breath is indeed very small, in this case..."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his eyes turned to the black soil.

Black Earth's heart sank to the bottom of the valley like falling into an ice cave in an instant.

"You're the one who picked it up first. A mindless follower like you can kill it."

Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell, and he raised his hand to reach out.

The majestic golden mana spewed out like a volcano, intertwined and condensed into a big golden rune hand.

Grab it with one hand, as if the Five Fingers Mountain is falling, threatening people.

"No, how is that possible!"

It was the first time he faced Jun Xiaoyao, so he naturally didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao's might was so powerful!

It was like facing a young emperor.

"Enough, stop!"

Jun Wanjie also raised his hand, and the thunder and lightning were intertwined, turning into a giant hand of thunder, trying to intercept Jun Xiaoyao.

"This goddess wants to kill, can you stop it?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and sighed.

His other hand reached out, and a dragon energy erupted, turning into golden dragon claws, colliding with Jun Wanjie's move.

It was the supernatural power he extracted from Long Haotian's Long Yuan, the Dragon Severing Hand.

On this side, Jun Xiaoyao continued to suppress the black soil.

Hei Tu gritted his teeth, and once again used the unique method of the Heiyun tribe, turning it into mist.

The golden rune's big hand directly smashed the black mist away, but couldn't kill him.

"Hehe, what is the zero sequence, that's all, I can't even kill me, how can I fight with adults!"

The black soil figure gathered again, his face was pale, and his heart lingered, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that for a while, Jun Xiaoyao can't help him.

"Are you really mindless?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, as if looking at a clown.

He raised his hand again, urging the idol to suppress the prison.

The dark furnace of hell was suppressed directly from the sky, like a furnace of refining gods and demons, with endless suction.

"No, what is this!?" The black soil was so frightened that the souls of the dead jumped out, and hurriedly cast Qi into mist again.

But all the black fog was instantly absorbed and refined by the hell furnace.

From there, there was a shrill scream from the black soil.

After a while, the screaming stopped suddenly...

(End of this chapter)