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

Chapter 855: God? Nian Zhiwei, happy pink lotus, lover blossoms

Divine minds are the immortal obsessions left behind by the powerful above the emperor.

Generally speaking, every time there is a deity to break the seal, it will cause a catastrophe.

After all, most of this kind of deity thoughts are evil thoughts, which are the negative emotions of the strong emperor realm.

Before alive, the strong emperor can suppress their negative emotions.

However, after the fall, negative emotions will explode, forming a brutal deity.

Of course, there is no lack of peace, even a trace of benevolent divine thoughts.

But that kind of deity is too little.

At least the Seven Sins Divine Mind in the God Ruins World is not of that type.

At this moment, the lotus stone sculpture is broken.

A beautiful pink lotus suspended in the air.

A terrifying coercion that is enough to suffocate, pour out all directions!

Ling Yuan only felt a strong and desperate breath, burst out.

In front of this breath, even though she was as proud as her, she felt like ants and dust in an instant.

This is no longer an order of magnitude.

"Is this the breath of the mythical emperor Cannian?"

Ling Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and her breathing was a little unsmooth.

Under the pressure of such a breath, she felt extremely small and her heart was filled with despair.

This is a gap between the dragon and the ant.

The mythical emperor, too strong, too strong.

Has become a mythical existence.

Even the breath released by the remaining divine thoughts was enough to crush the supreme in an instant.

"Is this palace going to die here?"

Ling Yuan couldn't help thinking.

She and Jun Xiaoyao didn't have the slightest resistance in front of this god.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan couldn't help looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

But she was a little surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao has a long jade body, and there is no wave of waves on his handsome face.

The Taishan collapse did not change its color.

In this desperate situation, Jun Xiaoyao still didn't have any despair on his face, but frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Ling Yuan didn't know why, but it was a ghost and a **** who leaned behind Jun Xiaoyao.

Yes, Lingyuan is noble and proud.

But she, no matter how cold and domineering, is still a woman.

In such a desperate situation, I will instinctively look for a support.

And Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly the most solid support.

He has always been able to bring a sense of security to women.

Feeling a tender body leaning against him, Jun Xiaoyao felt nothing.

Right now, his attention is focused on the pink lotus flower.

The seven sins of gods represent the seven original sins.

And the happy pink lotus in front of you undoubtedly represents the **** and desire in the seven original sins.

Along with the bursts of light, a fuzzy and slender figure emerged from the Huanxi pink lotus.

The figure was shrouded in dim light, with long hair falling to the heel.

The whole person's face is blurred, like a **** standing in the long river of time.

Jun Xiaoyao knew that Emperor Qing had no gender.

Because its body is a chaotic green lotus, after transformation, there is no distinction between men and women at all.

"How many years..."

A faint sigh was heard from the vague figure.

The voices were indistinguishable from men and women, and I only found it to be shaken.

This vague figure, the breath is too strong, it is simply above the heavens.

Even Jun Xiaoyao felt a kind of suffocation.

Ordinary Tianjiao, in this case, will definitely be unstable, thinking that he is smaller than the dust.

But Jun Xiaoyao did not have such emotions.

He is confident, as long as he is given time.

The mythical emperor can be surpassed!

Rumble!

The fuzzy figure glanced at Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yu faintly.

His eyes were extremely indifferent.

At random, you will get rid of Jun Xiaoyao and Lingyuan.

Ling Yuan leaned behind Jun Xiaoyao, gritted her silver teeth, and prepared to sacrifice her trump card.

Jun Xiaoyao is also raising his mind and preparing for a great move.

He doesn't have the habit of just waiting for death.

And at this moment, there were wisps of regular patterns hanging down in the void.

Like a yoke, it confines that god's mind.

"It is the rule left by the Qing Emperor in the world of the gods." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

In the world of the gods, only the quasi-extreme combat power is allowed to appear.

And this Divine Thought, the previous breath clearly surpassed Quasi-Supreme, so it attracted the rules and restrictions of the Divine Ruins World.

Under the restrictions of the rules, the breath of this god's mind dropped sharply.

Finally reached the quasi supreme breath.

But even so, the power of this god's mind is far more powerful than the quasi-supreme like Snake Yasha and others.

With a single finger pointing down, with the powerful physique of the ancient sacramental body of Jun Xiaoyao, there is a feeling of being overwhelmed.

Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the Mother Qi Ding of all things, and the thick and simple big Ding was the strongest defense.

when!

A drum-like voice sounded in the morning and evening.

The **** Nianyi pointed on the qi cauldron of the mother of all things.

The intrepid counter-shock force directly caused Jun Xiaoyao's figure to retreat violently, his body churned with blood and his bones creaked.

Ling Yuan on the side was also shaken back.

But because Jun Xiaoyao resisted, she only suffered some minor injuries, and there was a ray of blood flowing down the corner of her mouth.

Divine mind stands on the Huanxi pink lotus, and the lotus crosses the void.

"This is a bit troublesome." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

A deity thought is so troublesome, almost invincible in the world of the gods.

If the seven paths come out together, no one can stop it.

In the end, if it merges to form evil thoughts of the gods, even if the emperor quasi comes, it is estimated that it will be difficult to resist.

Right now, this divine mind wanted to kill again.

Just at this critical moment.

In the spring of life in the universe in Jun Xiaoyao, that simple lotus seed trembled violently.

The glorious brilliance was washing away, and various mysterious and primitive runes emerged from the lotus seeds.

The mind of the **** seemed to sense something, and his body suddenly stopped.

Then, God Nian gave Jun Xiaoyao a deep look.

That gaze actually contained a faint jealousy, as if he was wondering about something.

"Wait, you will be perpetually sinking into the **..." the **** Nian said.

As this sentence fell, Divine Nian raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment.

In the entire valley, all the lover flowers bloomed almost at the same time.

Countless pink pollen forms a pink mist, filling this space.

Love spends a day, loves you for a thousand years.

One flower can sink people.

Not to mention the lover's flowers in the mountains and plains, even the true supreme powerhouse, will lose and perish here, lose their minds, and be permanently trapped in the illusion of sex.

Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan were instantly submerged in the thick pink mist.

Seeing this, the **** Nian, stepped on the joyful pink lotus, and left this space.

There is more important thing to do with this divine mind, and that is the unity of the seven divine minds.

And in the mist of the lover's flower.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that his body and soul had been eroded, and began to feel dizzy.

At the same time there is a kind of ** emerging.

Fortunately, Jun Xiaoyao Yuanshen is extremely powerful, and even some real supreme ones are not better than Jun Xiaoyao.

So he can hold on for longer.

In addition, in the inner universe, that simple lotus seed also exudes a light breath, helping Jun Xiaoyao to be sober and wise.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao can keep the spiritual platform clear for the time being.

"It is necessary to refine the Hell Soul Demon Flower to make my primordial spirit stronger, and then it is possible to get rid of it."

Jun Xiaoyao thought, preparing to take out the Hell Soul Demon Flower to refine.

But at this moment, a cry of breath made Jun Xiaoyao raise his eyebrows.

Ling Yuan, who was leaning against him, stretched out her jade-white lotus arm and hugged Jun Xiaoyao.

"What do you want to do?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.