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

Chapter 1201: The origin of the sacred blood, the founder of the deserted ancient temple, the emperor of the desert

Jun Xiaoyao's return to the house of the monarch of the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm undoubtedly caused another wave of trouble.

After all, the Jun family had already received the news that Jun Xiaoyao was in the fairy courtyard and killed the three taboo families casually.

Everyone in the Jun family didn't think that Jun Xiaoyao had done something wrong.

Instead, he thinks that Jun Xiaoyao's approach is most in line with Jun's style.

Jun Xiaoyao's prestige in Jun's house obviously reached a peak again.

And Jun Xiaoyao brought a quasi-emperor back, which also made everyone in the Jun family very curious.

Even several ancestors of the Jun family showed up and maintained respect for Luo Xiangling.

Luo Xiangling's strength is almost the same as that of the ancient ancestors of the Jun family.

There is also Xiao Qianxue, even more surprised the ancestors of the Jun family.

"Huh..." The ancestor was shocked.

Xiao Qianxue was very scared of life, but shrank behind Jun Xiaoyao.

"Did the ancestors see anything?" Jun Xiaoyao asked with a smile.

"It's not easy, Xiaoyao, this is your fate."

The ancestors of the Jun family were well-informed, but they didn't say anything.

But it is not easy for them to say, it is obviously not easy.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care either. He really raised Xiao Qianxue as a daughter, and he was not in a hurry to explore her identity.

Jiang Rou, Jun Xiaoyao's biological mother, also appeared, and she felt cold and warm to Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing Xiao Qianxue, Jiang Rou was taken aback.

"Daddy..."

Xiao Qianxue grabbed Jun Xiaoyao by the corner of his clothes.

"Xiaoyao, this is too sudden, right?" Jiang Rou was dumb for a moment, and then very happy.

Jun Xiaoyao still explained it, so that the misunderstanding was cleared.

"Hey, what a cute little girl."

Jiang Rou's motherhood is overwhelming, and she still loves this Nizi tightly.

"By the way, Xiaoyao, who..."

Jiang Rou glanced at Luo Xiangling.

Jun Xiaoyao was silent, not knowing how to explain it.

Could it be that this is his thigh held in a foreign land?

"Hello Auntie..."

Luo Xiangling's tone was a bit jerky, with a slightly crimson beautiful face, and he was judo to Jiang Judo.

Although in terms of her true age, she could never be younger than Jiang Rou.

But now, it really looks like a little daughter-in-law who meets in-laws, full of shyness.

Jiang Rou was naturally happy too.

She really hoped that Jun Xiaoyao would have more women, and he would be able to spread the branches and leaves better.

But the premise is that Jun Xiaoyao is really good to them and really likes it.

Next, it was natural to have a good time.

However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't forget his purpose of coming to Huangtian Immortal Territory.

He came to the Bronze Immortal Palace.

Now, the Bronze Immortal Palace has become a mobile fortress of the Emperor's Court, like a stronghold.

Jun Xiaoyao found Wu Hu.

Wu Hu is strong and strong, with muscles like gold and iron, thick hair, and cold eyes.

The whole person looked like dragons and tigers fierce, like the reincarnation of a **** of war, with golden blood surging, shaking the sky.

Wu Hu can now be said to be the absolute high-level and core member of the Emperor's Court.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are here."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao appear, Wu Hu got up to greet him.

"Senior Wuhu, it seems that your condition is getting better and better."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He still hasn't forgotten the sight of Wu Hu for the first time.

In a decaying deserted ancient temple, Wu Hu was shackled on his hands and feet, and thick chains pierced through the pipa bones.

There is a stone tablet on his back, which is the humiliation left by the Tyrant body line.

But Wu Hu did not give up.

He is in the dark and his heart is bright.

Always do your best for the continuation of the Eucharist.

He even used his own essence and blood to nourish Ning Chen and Xiao Xuan Xuan, wanting the blood of the Eucharist to continue to flow.

"I can have today because of you."

Wuhu knew.

If it weren't for the Eucharist's line, a Jun Xiaoyao had emerged.

It is estimated that this great world will no longer have the glory of the Eucharist.

Jun Xiaoyao, with his own power, saved the entire Eucharist line.

"Senior Wuhu, when I came this time, I was indeed looking for you for something."

As Jun Xiaoyao said, he took out the heart of protecting the world he got from signing in.

"This is…"

Wu Hu was surprised for a while.

He could feel the majestic and terrifying energy of the World Protector.

"This heart of protecting the world can only be refined by those who truly have a great wish to protect the world."

"If it is refined, at least it will be able to unconditionally elevate to a great realm under the realm of quasi-emperor."

"Senior Wuhu, you are now a god-sovereign cultivation base, just when you reach Dao-sovereign cultivation, you can fully integrate into refining."

"In that way, a quasi-emperor-level barren ancient sacred body is absolutely terrifying, and can even compete with the real emperor!" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Hu was also stunned for a while.

Then, he directly refused.

"No, this is too precious, Jun Xiaoyao, you are the hope of my sacramental body, and should be left for you to use."

Such a precious thing, changing to someone else, will definitely be greedy.

It is even enough to cause the brothers to turn against each other and fight against each other.

As a result, Wu Hu directly refused, letting Jun Xiaoyao keep it for himself.

"Senior Wuhu, just accept it, I naturally have my plan." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Ashamed." Wu Hu still refused.

He has received enough of Jun Xiaoyao's favor.

Jun Xiaoyao also refined fifty drops of Eucharist essence and blood to help him break the shackles of Eucharist.

Now Wu Hu was really ashamed to give him such a precious treasure.

"Senior Wuhu, you should understand what the responsibilities of our Saint Body line are."

"I feel that we are not far from the real turmoil. At that time, the world needs a Eucharist."

"Although my cultivation speed is not slow, it is impossible to reach Zhundi in such a short period of time."

Jun Xiaoyao's words silenced Wu Hu.

indeed.

To calm the chaos is the bounden duty of the Eucharist.

"This is an opportunity, but it is also a responsibility." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Hu finally accepted it.

"Jun Xiaoyao, whether it is to maintain the Emperor's Court or calm the turmoil in the future, it is my duty to protect me."

Wu Hu said.

The big man, spit on one nail at a time, and did what he said.

"By the way, Senior Wuhu, there is one more thing."

Jun Xiaoyao told the matter of the Xutian Realm, and took out that drop of flawless holy blood.

Seeing this drop of holy blood, it was Wu Protector, and there was a burst of divine light in his pupils, which was very unexpected.

"It seems that Senior Wuhu knows something." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Hu thought for a while, and said, "You want to know, who is the owner of this drop of flawless holy blood?"

"Yes." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then do you know who created the Desolate Ancient Temple?" Wu Hu asked.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Going back to the creation of the deserted ancient temple, the history is too far away.

"Could it be that the owner of this drop of flawless holy blood..." Jun Xiaoyao reacted.

"Yes, this most primitive and perfect holy blood makes the blood in my body seem to be activated."

"The only thing I can think of is Huang Di, the creator of the ancient temple in the legend."

"The strongest ancient sacrament in history!"

Wu Hu said solemnly.

"The Emperor Huang..."

Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

A flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind, remembering the clues left by Emperor Infinite.

The luminous planet appears, the forgotten land, the waste.

Does that Huang refer to Huangdi?