Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go - Chapter 1120
White clothes wins snow, clothes laps hunt and hunt, air shock the world, smile proudly in the sky.
Stepping on the quasi-immortal level of the Qingtian Dapeng.
As soon as he appeared, the power swept the entire battlefield!
No one is squinting!
No one is shocked!
When Jiang Luoli saw the long-lost figure, his eyes were instantly blurred.
She didn’t want to make herself cry, but she couldn’t stop her tears.
It was joy and excitement, and it was a burst of embankment brewed by long-term thoughts.
A sweet and pitiful voice with a hint of crying came from Jiang Luoli’s small mouth.
There is no need to say who the person is!
“He’s coming…” At
this moment, the countless Immortal Realm Tianjiao on the entire battlefield had different moods.
Paying homage to a legend that once ended, the king returns!
When seeing Jun Xiaoyao showing up, the dark seeds of the Moshi clan were startled at first, and then burst into anger!
Jun Xiaoyao treats the entire Moshi clan as fools.
It even killed Mohuluo, one of the six kings of the world.
This caused the seeds of the Moshi clan to have cold killing intent in their eyes.
They all know it too.
Jun Xiaoyao’s ability to kill misfortune was mainly due to the golden body and the third copper coffin and other external forces.
And everyone has also seen that after the power of the Dharmakaya faith is exhausted, it can’t be used.
Therefore, the dark seeds of the Moshi clan were not too afraid of Jun Xiaoyao.
He could feel that Jun Xiaoyao was also with him in the Supreme Realm and Dzogchen, without breaking through to the Heaven Realm.
“Come to die!”
Without any hesitation, the dark seed of the Moshi clan shot, the boundless magic power gathered into a black spear, as if it could penetrate the sky, and rushed towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Now, if anyone can kill Jun Xiaoyao.
It will definitely become the supreme glory of a foreign land!
Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent.
After experiencing the ultimate disaster war.
Now, in his eyes, the battle of the younger generation is like a child’s play, and he can’t make any waves in his heart.
Jun Xiaoyao was simple, pressing away with a palm.
Between the palms of his fingers, the chaotic energy surged, and every strand of it could crush the sky.
Perceiving this terrifying force, the Dark Seed of the Demon Beginning Clan also changed suddenly.
He thought well.
He and Jun Xiaoyao are indeed both Supreme Realm Dzogchen.
But there is also a difference in the supreme state.
The ordinary supreme and the extreme supreme who controls the nine laws are obviously not the same.
And what about Jun Xiaoyao?
It is the extraordinary supreme who controls the ten laws and transcends the extreme realm!
Not to mention that this is not the limit of Jun Xiaoyao!
The dark seeds of the Moshi clan are also very strong, and they have fully cultivated six principles.
But in front of Jun Xiaoyao, an anomaly, he was still as vulnerable as an ant.
The Great Chaos Handprints overturned, like the Taigu Demon Mountain, directly crushing the dark seeds of the Demonshi clan, and destroying their form and spirit!
Seeing this scene, the other two dark seeds looked terrified and hurriedly wanted to escape.
Jun Xiaoyao also raised his hand to pat.
A child with one palm.
But for a moment, the three slaughtered all the exotic dark seeds on the battlefield of Tianjiao, all of them died!
Some Immortal Realm Tianjiao swallowed fiercely.
This is not because Jun Xiaoyao is relying on the power of the spiritual body of the gods.
It’s his own power.
Kill ordinary supreme like ants!
Countless lights, looking at the figure standing on the blue sky Dapeng, seemed to pay homage to a miracle!
“Master Xiaoyao is back!”
“Shen Zi Wushuang!”
“My young generation king of Xianyu has finally returned!”
“If you can win a game with the sky, just ask who else?!”
Many Xianyu Tianjiao are shouting. Get up, extremely excited.
Although Jun Xiaoyao has many opponents in Xianyu, there are more people who worship him.
Especially after Jun Xiaoyao killed the ultimate misfortune, this kind of worship has approached brainlessness and madness.
Game with the sky.
Suppress the evil thoughts of the gods and save the frontiers.
Kill the ultimate disaster.
Achieving any of these things is enough for all spirits to worship and all sentient beings admire.
And all of this was done by Jun Xiaoyao alone.
If he is not held up to the altar, who should be held up to the altar?
I saw a beautiful figure, rushing towards Jun Xiaoyao like a swallow returning home, into his embrace.
It is Jiang Luoli.
After a long absence, Jiang Luoli didn’t change much except for his height, but still had that short leg.
The temperament has changed a bit.
If we say that Jiang Luoli from the past was as cunning as an elf, lively and beautiful.
So now she is a little more mature and quieter, her face is beautiful and vulgar, and her pretty face is white and shiny.
Obviously, this is inseparable from her experience over the years.
Even the jewel in the palm of the Jiang family should grow up after leaving the greenhouse.
Especially before, after I heard that Jun Xiaoyao fell behind.
Jiang Luoli seemed to have grown up overnight, and understood what it was like to lose.
Now, I see the familiar lover again.
She couldn’t help but rushed directly into Jun Xiaoyao’s arms, regardless of whether she was on the battlefield or not.
The feeling of being lost and regained is too precious.
Looking at Jiang Luoli, who was shrinking in her arms, clearly wanting to cry, but forcibly resisted not crying, with her fragrant shoulders twitching slightly.
Jun Xiaoyao also sighed slightly.
Over the years, he has devoted himself to cultivating, becoming stronger, and searching for the truth in the world.
A lot has indeed been overlooked.
Ignore the people around me.
Not only Jiang Luoli.
And Jiang Shengyi, the woman who has been paying silently behind her back, but never asked him for anything.
He again thought of the fragments of the future, the world was in chaos, Jiang Shengyi looked at him poignantly with a blood-stained smile.
Jun Xiaoyao felt that it was time to give a solemn promise?
He was afraid that he would miss it, and he might never have a chance again.
This matter, Jun Xiaoyao kept in mind.
He stretched out his hand and raised Jiang Luoli’s pretty face.
Maybe it’s a miss that can’t be asked for.
It made Jiang Luoli’s delicate eyebrows a little more haggard.
“Brother Xiaoyao, I know, how could you leave us without saying a word, you are not that kind of person.”
There was a hint of crying in Jiang Luoli’s voice, but a smile with tears appeared on his face.
This kind of feeling is extremely complicated, with joy, excitement, fear, and small grievances.
“Sorry, I worried you.”
Jun Xiaoyao didn’t know what to say.
“Brother Xiaoyao, it’s fine if you come back.” Jiang Luoli’s eyes were red, and there was a tear in his smile.
“You really grew up.” Jun Xiaoyao sighed.
“Brother Xiaoyao finally noticed that I have grown taller?”
Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes fell on Jiang Luoli’s chest.
Although Jiang Luoli’s height has not changed, some parts have developed very well.
Become a childlike humiliation.
Jiang Luoli made a big red face, and punched Jun Xiaoyao in the chest.
She also couldn’t think that after the reunion of almost life and death, Jun Xiaoyao even teased her so much.
“Just smile, this is the Jiang Loli in my impression.”
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Jiang Luoli was taken aback for a moment, then her little nose twitched, and finally couldn’t help crying completely, her jade arm hugged Jun Xiaoyao, her face buried in her arms.
Still the familiar gentleness.
Has not changed.
Jun Xiaoyao patted Jiang Luoliyu on the back.
But he noticed a very complicated gaze, with a faint envy, secretly looking over.
The emperor Ling Yuan!