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

Chapter 247: The Panhuang Void Sword will appear, the pure-blooded Gu Xukun, Yang Pan...

Fang Han didn't know whether Jun Xiaoyao did it on purpose or really wanted to.

He was trembling with anger now, and he couldn't help vomiting blood from his heart.

"Are you okay?" Deep in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, with a cold sneer, on the surface, he asked with a pretentious attitude.

"Thank you for the divine child's concern, there is no problem here, but the injury on his body has not healed." Fang Han gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Well, these two elixir should be able to help you recover from your injury." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Fang Han almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

What he wants is the sun and moon elixir!

Not the **** panacea that these two dogs don't eat!

But in the end, Fang Han took these two spirit medicines, because at least some of his injuries could be recovered.

"Fang Han, Fang Han, you are too naive."

Looking at Fang Han sitting side by side, refining the elixir, full of hardship, but didn't dare to show it, Jun Xiaoyao was cynical.

Scheming, Jun Xiaoyao has never been afraid of anyone.

Don't you want to follow me in plotting wrongdoing?

Okay.

Then I will let you follow.

It's just this way, Fang Han must bleed.

Because he is a child against the sky, with amazing luck.

Without Fang Han, you might not have encountered this sun-moon medicine.

Moreover, this Sun-Moon Immortal Medicine fits well with Fang Han's gong physique, making it clear that it belongs to Fang Han's chance.

Jun Xiaoyao robbed him arbitrarily.

Fang Han calculated that he had to pay a price.

The chance of this journey is the price.

That's why Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Yi Yu and Yan Qingying to follow him.

They are all people with great luck. If they are with Jun Xiaoyao, it will affect their progress.

But Fang Han, it doesn't matter, it should be snatched and seized.

After that, Jun Xiaoyao and the other three continued to move forward.

And all the opportunities along the way were obtained by Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli.

Even some opportunities that should belong to Fang Han were occupied by them.

This made Fang Han's heart full of anger, but he had to hold back.

This kind of suffering can be imagined.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are proud now. From now on, I want you to never get out of the rift in the ten realms!" Fang Han roared silently in his heart.

About a day later.

Jun Xiaoyao's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what's the matter?" Jiang Luoli asked.

Jun Xiaoyao did not answer.

Because he felt that in the space magic weapon, the Pan Emperor Years Sword seemed to tremble slightly, making the sound of swords.

"Panhuang Years Sword, can it be..." Jun Xiaoyao was thinking.

"Go over there." Jun Xiaoyao swept in one direction.

The existence that resonated with the Panhuang Years Sword was in that direction.

At the same time, on the other side, champion Hou Yangpan was also aware of it. He looked into the distance, with a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"My chance, here comes."

In a mountain, a young monk wearing a golden robes came out, it was Xiaoxitian Fahai.

He looked into the distance and folded his hands together, saying: "Amitabha, that precious place, has a predestined relationship with the little monk."

...

This is an extremely vast plain, and above the plain.

An ancient temple was suspended in the clouds in the sky, and at a glance, it looked like a palace in the sky.

The power of the void is permeated around, and from time to time there are dark space cracks emerging, like a huge abyss opened by a giant beast.

And on this plain, some Tianjiao flashed by, looking at the ancient temple in the clouds in the sky, with the meaning of blazing heat.

"It's definitely a place of opportunity!" Some Tianjiao's eyes were fiery, and their mana surged into the air.

However, just when they wanted to get close to the ancient void hall.

A black shadow as huge as a continent blocked everyone.

It was a giant creature that resembled a squid, as if taking the void as the sea, breaking through the sky, tearing through the vast space, opening its mouth to swallow these arrogances.

"Oh my God, that's... Gu Xukun!" A Tianjiao stared out with horror.

Gu Xukun was a pure-blooded creature with extremely terrifying strength, and was rumored to be living in an endless void.

It can even survive in the terrifying void storm.

Of course, the strength of this pure-blooded creature is also extremely terrifying.

A mouth, like a black hole, bursts with endless suction. Those arrogances, without the slightest resistance at all, are sucked into it.

The monks below the ninth rank of Tongsheng had no ability to resist Gu Xukun's swallowing.

But Gu Xukun's body didn't have the flesh and blood of ordinary monsters, etc., but was like a miniature space filled with void storms.

Any creature that was swallowed by Gu Xukun would be shattered into pure energy by the Void Storm in its body and absorbed by Gu Xukun.

Gu Xukun swallowed most of those arrogances with just one mouthful.

The few Tianjiao who hadn't had time to shoot, all were sweaty behind them.

However, it is strange that the ancient Xu Kun seemed to only surround the Void Ancient Temple, like a guardian beast.

It will not voluntarily leave that range.

But in this way, no one can step into the Void Ancient Temple.

This kind of sad reminder that looked at Jinshan eagerly, but couldn't get it, made many Tianjiao upset.

At this moment, a bright rainbow came in the distance, and a figure was fixed in the void, it was Yang Pan.

His gaze was far away from the Ancient Void Temple, and there was a flickering light in his eyes.

He could feel that the Pan Emperor Spirit Sword in his body was trembling, as if there was a certain resonance.

"Could it be...Panhuang Void Sword?" Yang Pan's eyes instinctively fell on the Void Ancient Hall.

Around the ancient temple, the power of the void surged.

This is the same as the characteristics of the Panhuang Void Sword.

However, the Gu Xukun beside the Ancient Void Hall caused Yang Pan to frown.

Even if it was him, it was very difficult to deal with a pure-blooded creature like Gu Xukun.

If it is swallowed, there is definitely a risk of falling.

The Heavenly Light Horned Divine Armor on his body can hardly resist the power of the void storm in Gu Xukun's body.

"How should this be?" Yang Pan frowned deeply.

At this time, in the other direction, the light of Buddha shines and the sound of chanting sounds.

A monk in a golden robe appeared, it was Fahai.

"Huh? Xiaoxi Tianfozi?"

Seeing Fahai's arrival, Yang Pan raised his eyebrows.

As Tianjiao, the immortal force of the immortal realm, Yang Pan naturally knew this Xiaoxitian's famous Buddha.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the champion of Panwu Shen Dynasty. Fortunate to meet." Fahai saw Yang Pan, his hands clasped together.

There was no change in Yang Pan's face.

He was not interested in any Buddha or Dao, and even bored.

However, he had heard that this little West Tianfozi seemed to lose face because of Jun Xiaoyao when he was in the Tiandao Tower.

This is an available point.

Fa Hai obviously thought of the hatred between Yang Pan and Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.

They glanced at each other. Although had their own thoughts, they all smiled.

"Fahai, if there is no accident, then Jun Xiaoyao should have entered the fissure of the ten realms." Yang Pan said.

"Amitabha, the little monk and Na Jun Xiaoyao, but there is a cause and effect to be settled."

Just when the two reached a certain tacit understanding.

A warm and cold voice sounded faintly from a distance.

"Have you finally decided to form an alliance to deal with the son of God?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Pan and Fahai's eyes suddenly changed.

There was deep resentment and coldness in his eyes.

The Lord is finally here!

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