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

Just as many people are speculating.

In the distant sky, there are golden glows, purple clouds surging, and a group of people arrive, it is Jun Xiaoyao and others.

Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu and others also came with him.

Jun Lingcang brought Jun Dao Lin and Jun Xiyu with them.

When Jun's family arrived, the atmosphere changed immediately.

That aura is not something that ordinary forces can compare with.

"As expected of the Jun family, one of the three royal families, there are the god son of the Jun family and the double pupil, and the rest of the sequences are also very powerful." Some elders of the forces sighed.

Feeling this momentum, the expressions of Yin Yang Saint Son and others also changed.

"Why are they all gathered at the door?" Jun Xiaoyao was dressed in white, pure white, standing on the head of the nine-headed lion, like a transcendent fairy.

"Holy Spirit Academy, there is a saying that it can test the strength and potential of a genius." Jun Linglong explained.

"So that's the case, who set up this kind of game, it's so boring." Jun Xiaoyao said disapprovingly.

"Isn't my cousin interested in taking a challenge?" Jun Lingcang said.

He also noticed Yi Yu who was beside Jun Xiaoyao, and the breath surprised him.

Jun Xiaoyao and others landed at the entrance of the Holy Spirit Academy.

When Jin Lie saw the nine-headed lion under Jun Xiaoyao's seat, he immediately raised his brows and said coldly, "Nine-headed lion, after all, you are also a top immemorial royal family as famous as my family, don't you feel ashamed that you are willing to be someone else's mount? "

The nine-headed lions were stunned for a moment, and the nine heads all squinted at Jin Lie.

It has already completely surrendered to Jun Xiaoyao, and even Jiuling Yuansheng has let it follow Jun Xiaoyao.

And after following Jun Xiaoyao, the nine-headed lion realized how cool it is to hug the big guy's thigh.

"It's impossible for me to leave the master. It's impossible in this life. Everyone in the Jun family is talented and so strong. I like it here very much."

In a word, the whole place fell into a dead silence.

The dignified nine-headed lion has become like this, which is really speechless.

"Nine-headed lions, you..." Jin Lie was so angry that he smoked.

"Amitabha, you have a predestined relationship with the little monk, why not follow the poor monk?" Fahai chanted the Buddha's name and walked out.

"Where are you?" the nine-headed lion said disdainfully.

Fahai smiled slightly and said, "Poor monk Xiaoxitian Buddha, Fahai."

"What, Xiao Xitian?" The nine-headed lion froze, his hair standing on end, and his expression was extremely alert.

Hearing the name Xiaoxitian, it trembled.

After all, the ancestors were once suppressed by the Great Buddhist Emperor and turned into a mount and a guardian deity.

Nine-headed lions are also very disgusted with Xiaoxitian.

"Fahai?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his eyes.

Why is this name so familiar? It feels like a bald monk with violent tendencies in a previous life.

"Sovereign Lord, these nine lions are related to the poor monk. I don't know if the benefactor can give up their love." Fa Hai was still smiling.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, he stretched out his palm, and the surging mana burst out, pressing towards Fahai.

The smile on Fa Hai's face suddenly changed, he reached out with one hand, squeezed the lotus seal, and fought with Jun Xiaoyao's palm.

boom!

After a loud bang, Fa Hai flew out and slammed into the ground, kicking up dust.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

That is Xiaoxitian's Buddhist son, and he was blown away with one hand.

Although there are elements that Fahai was caught off guard, the more important thing is that Jun Xiaoyao's own strength is strong.

"You..." Fa Hai got up from a piece of shattered dust, his face no longer calm and calm.

"Now, do you still have a relationship with the nine-headed lion?" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.

Fa Hai was silent, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao sneered and ignored it.

He has a trace of respect for the real Buddhism.

But a so-called Buddhist son like Fa Hai, at first glance, is a fake monk with six impure faculties, so there is no need for him to be polite.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, the Yin-Yang Holy Son opened his mouth and said, "Dangtang Jun's God Son, don't you go through one or three levels?"

"There is no challenge, why do you want to break in?" Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

These words caused many disciples of the Holy Spirit Academy to look indignant.

The three gates of Holy Spirit Academy, but the well-known test, is the ancient man, who also left footprints and records here.

How come in Jun Xiaoyao's mouth, it becomes unchallenging?

"The attitude of the god son of the Jun family is still as arrogant as ever." Xia Lan said strangely.

At this time, a cold drink came out.

"Dare to speak to the son like this, presumptuous!"

Yi Yu gave a cold drink and shot.

He reached out and grabbed at the void, the mana gathered, turned into a golden bow and arrows, and the two arrows shot at the Yin-Yang Son and Xia Lan.

The arrow burning with the true fire of the sun pierced through the void, and its power was extremely powerful.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan both expressed their horror at the same time, and hurriedly resisted.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son flicked out his hands, as if turning into a black and white Tai Chi shield.

And Xia Lan burst out with the breath of the royal way, and a sword of the king's way emerged into the void and slashed away.

However, it didn't work!

The fierce arrow pierced the Taiji shield directly, shattering the sword of the king's way, and then bombarded away without losing its momentum.

boom! boom!

Two loud bangs came out, accompanied by two screams.

A terrifying blood hole appeared on both Yin-Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan.

The blood hole was not in the heart, not because Yi Yu shot crookedly, but because he did so on purpose.

It's okay to teach these two people a lesson, but if they really kill them, they will also cause some trouble for Jun Xiaoyao.

Yi Yu's sense of proportion can still be grasped.

Seeing the Yin-Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan, who were spitting blood and were in a state of embarrassment, the audience was silent.

Then one after another shocking gaze turned to Yi Yu.

Most of the monks present did not participate in the martial arts meeting, so they did not know who this new person who appeared beside Jun Xiaoyao was.

"It's such a powerful strength, and it actually hit the two academy saints in one move!"

"Could it be that he is a descendant of the immortal forces, and is a good friend with the god son of the Jun family?" Some people wondered.

Yi Yu looked around coldly and said, "I'm just a follower of Lord Shenzi. If anyone dares to provoke Shenzi in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"what!"

Yi Yu's words were like an eighteenth magnitude earthquake, causing all the monks to open their mouths and their eyes were about to pop out.

Such a powerful young supreme being just a follower of Jun Xiaoyao?

At this moment, many disciples of the great forces completely doubted their lives.

Don't say they are compared with Jun Xiaoyao, even Jun Xiaoyao's followers are much stronger than them.

"Damn, who is making trouble in my Holy Spirit College!"

In the distance, there was a loud shout, and an old man with fluttering white beard appeared.

The terrifying holy realm fluctuated around him, distorting the void.

"It's the Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Academy, a strong Holy Master!" A monk was surprised.

The great elder of the academy, who usually sees the dragon but does not see the end, was also alarmed.

Seeing the embarrassed expression, the blood-covered Saint Son of Yin and Yang and Xia Lan, the corners of the elder's eyes twitched, and anger surged in his heart.

As soon as his eyes swept away, he saw Jun Xiaoyao's indifferent and indifferent face.

"They provoked the son of God, and their followers taught them a little, what, do you have any opinions?"

Jun Xiaoyao put his hands behind him and looked at the academy's great elder with a cold expression. Recommended reading "Reading Archives 2013"