Chapter 1872

An ancient god of the royal family, that is an extremely rare existence.

Even among the current ancient god emperor clan, it is almost extinct.

Of the younger generation, only Gu Xiaoyu has transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family.

And it was this trace of true blood that gave Gu Xiaoyu the power beyond other ordinary ancient gods.

Jun Xiaoyao also knows that the ancient gods are not that simple.

Whether it is the ancient god clan of Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, or the ancient god emperor clan of Jiehai.

None of them are the true source of the ancient gods.

But right now, Gu Xiaoyu, who has transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient god of the royal family, seems to have a trace of returning to his ancestors.

Its bloodline may have some connection with the source of the ancient gods.

So this little girl who looks like bean sprouts will definitely be a powerful character in the future.

Of course, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, that was the case.

Not to mention Gu Xiaoyu who just transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient god of the royal family.

Even the real youngest son of the ancient god of the imperial family, or even the oldest ancient god, may not be able to match him if compared with the physical body.

Jun Xiaoyao, there is no further delay.

Pressing it away with one palm, the rolling power was surging like a tide, unrivaled.

Qi and blood traversed the vast void like a dragon, and even Gu Qingtian looked a little sluggish at the vigorous blood energy.

Looking at it this way, who is the one who looks like the ancient gods?

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and mobilized his powerful blood.

Vaguely, behind him, there seemed to be an incomparably ancient and majestic stalwart figure.

It seems to hold up the world, hold up the sun and the moon, with a majestic and boundless atmosphere, like the oldest symbol of power.

Gu Xiaoyu inspired a certain ability hidden in his blood.

It can be said that Gu Xiaoyu's punch, looking at Hai Tianjiao, few people can block it.

but……

boom!

There was an astonishing crashing sound.

Gu Xiaoyu was sent flying again.

Jun Xiaoyao remained unmoved.

"good."

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

In that blow just now, many Xumi worlds in his body were shattered, which meant that Gu Xiaoyu's punch was indeed not weak.

It's a pity that it was against him.

"I lost……"

Gu Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that she would lose.

Even, even if a trace of the true blood of the ancient gods of the royal family was inspired, he would not be Jun Xiaoyao's opponent.

Can't even knock it back.

And this is not Jun Xiaoyao's true strength.

He hasn't even used the power of law yet.

This kind of result makes people doubt life.

"You don't have to be discouraged, it doesn't make any sense to compare with me."

Jun Xiaoyao said.

"You... what kind of physique do you have?"

Gu Xiaoyu couldn't help asking.

The strength of the physical body can overwhelm the ancient gods and emperors.

Absolutely no ordinary physique.

Jun Xiaoyao had nothing to hide, and said casually: "It's not a too monstrous physique, it's just an innate sacramental body, it's not bad."

He hasn't mentioned the supreme divine blood, chaotic body, and those who have no fate, otherwise Gu Xiaoyu might doubt life even more.

"First... the innate sacramental body?

?

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Gu Xiaoyu was surprised.

I actually encountered this legendary physique?

She froze, shocked, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

A little face that was a little gray because of the loss, also glowed with brilliance again.

If she was defeated by an ordinary physique, it would definitely become her demon and shadow for the rest of her life.

But it will be different if it is defeated by the innate holy body.

It even feels reasonable.

The physique of the ancient gods and emperors is strong, but the innate sacramental body is a combination of the innate dao embryo and the ancient holy body.

Even, even taking out the ancient holy body alone is enough to compete with the ancient god's physique.

Therefore, losing to the Innate Eucharist is not a failure at all.

Looking at Gu Xiaoyu who smiled and even felt a little complacent.

Even Jun Xiaoyao was a little speechless.

She seemed to really feel that it was an honor for her to lose.

"Cough...that...sister, it seems that you lost, how does it feel, you seem to have won."

Gu Qingtian kindly reminded.

Only then did Gu Xiaoyu come to her senses. If she loses, she will become Jun Xiaoyao's servant.

For a moment, she was a little nervous.

Who knows what Jun Xiaoyao will do to her?

"Don't worry, although you lost, I won't do anything to you for the time being. Let's go to the depths of the imperial mausoleum first."

Seeing Gu Xiaoyu's guarded expression, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, a little speechless.

He has no interest in this little girl's film.

Jun Xiaoyao turned around and left leisurely.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Gu Xiaoyu gritted his shiny silver teeth.

"The Congenital Saint Body Dao Embryo turned out to be the Innate Saint Physique Dao Embryo. This time it's my girl's fault."

"Well, sister, you always say that I'm stupid and I will suffer."

"But it seems that sister, you are not much better. Now, like me, you are the master's servant."

Gu Qingtian said naively.

"Shut up, you stinky brother, you've made my sister miserable!"

Gu Xiaoyu's big eyes spit fire.

here.

Jun Xiaoyao came to the strange seaside shrouded in thick fog.

"Sure enough, there are special fields and restrictions. If you cross directly, you may sink into it."

Jun Xiaoyao secretly thought.

He noticed that the brand of the emperor suppressed in the center of his eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly.

"It seems that the real opportunity for the emperor's mausoleum lies in the depths of this sea."

He also noticed the faint vibration of the bronze key on his body.

It seems to have some kind of resonance.

"Oh, are they coming too?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked around.

One after another, some figures also emerged and gathered here.

After all, this place is the core of the imperial mausoleum.

"Happy..."

Yiyi appeared.

Then, Yun Xuanxu, Yun Yusheng and others appeared.

And Tantai Qingxuan.

Even Dongfang Qingwu also appeared, her face was covered with red gauze, her charming eyes were very bright when she saw Jun Xiaoyao.

Of course, there are people from other imperial clans, such as Xiahou Shenzang, and Tianjiao from the Soul Emperor clan.

Three figures appeared, it was Chu Xiao, Yutu and Ximei who were guarding the clan.

They later merged together.

There is no need to say much about Chu Xiao's hatred for Jun Xiaoyao.

But there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao is safe and sound.

But Chu Feifei disappeared without a trace.

"Could it be..."

Chu Xiao's heart sank.

Isn't even Chu Feifan, who has merged the origins of the three religions, Jun Xiaoyao's opponent?

"It's really tricky. Only when you get the real Emperor's inheritance can you have the qualification to wrestle with him. Now you have to bear it!"

Chu Xiao thought to himself.

Although he doesn't know how many times he has endured.

But still have to bear with it.

But at this time, some figures came again.

He is the pride of the Sifang Temple.

Long Kan of the Azure Dragon Temple, the White Tiger King and Bai Ling of the White Tiger Temple, the Sparrow Goddess of the Suzaku Temple, and the Xuanwu Prince of the Xuanwu Temple.

"Yun Xiao..."

A ray of extreme coldness flashed in Long Kan's eyes.

He has not forgotten the enmity of Emperor Longxuan!

As for the White Tiger King, his expression was slightly unnatural, but he didn't look at Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the little white tiger Bai Ling, looking at Jun Xiaoyao, there was a trance feeling in his big eyes.

She understands what it means to cherish only after losing.

The comfortable days of eating and drinking with Jun Xiaoyao, thinking about it now, I feel a little nostalgic.

And the sparrow spirit goddess from the Suzaku Temple, wearing a long flame-like dress, looked at Jun Xiaoyao with serious eyes.

Only the Xuanwu prince in the Xuanwu Temple was a man in black armor, with deep thoughts in his eyes.

But they did not directly attack Tianjiao of the Eight Great Imperial Clans.

At this juncture, it is not a good time for a big battle, after all, the opportunity is ahead.

And at this time.

A woman dressed in a black and gold dress, utterly glamorous, came leisurely with her hands behind her back, carrying an indescribably powerful aura.

And when seeing this figure, Dongfang Qingwu, who was originally calm, turned pale and couldn't help shouting.

"Dongfang Aoyue, why are you here?

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