"Ding, congratulations to the host, get the seven-star reward, Panhuang Years Sword!"

As the voice of the system fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly scratched.

Immediately, an ancient sword with a simple meaning appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword is similar to the ancient sword that Jun Xiaoyao saw on Yang Pan's body before.

It's just that the Emperor's Spirit Sword is filled with the breath of the common people, and the sword body is also carved with hundreds of millions of people.

And this Panhuang Sword of Time flows with the meaning of ancient and distant years.

On this sword, what is carved is the rotation of the sun and the moon, the change of the four seasons, the rotation of the stars of the week, and the passage of time.

Just looking at it, it gives people an atmosphere of vicissitudes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of the three swords of Panhuang. ”

Rao is a calm and calm character, and it is rare to show joy at this moment.

Although the check-in reward is random, sometimes, it seems to have something to do with the check-in location.

There is no pattern to this.

But no matter what, being able to get a seven-star reward, and it is also the Sword of the Emperor of the Years, this is definitely a surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Could it be that I have evolved from a non-chief to an emperor?" Jun Yaoyao muttered.

The last time he signed in the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom Palace, he only got a four-star reward.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and held the Panhuang Years Sword.

Suddenly, he felt the power of time flowing.

His entire arm seemed to age in time.

And at this time, the twenty Great Luo Immortal Bones in his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this power of time.

"Interesting, if other people get this Emperor Time Sword, it will be difficult to use it for a while. Jun Yaoyao said.

The power of time is very subtle and terrifying.

If ordinary people are close to this Emperor's Time Sword, they are afraid that they will immediately age and age.

Unless it is some strong people who can hold on with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind moved slightly, holding the Panhuang Years Sword, and slashed at the bronze puppets behind him with a random sword.

Suddenly, a semi-illusory sword swept by, and those bronze puppets began to decay and age, and then directly turned into patina powder.

"It's really strong. Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current realm, he can't exert much power of the Panhuang Years Sword.

But this random sword, but the power is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the supreme bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if there was some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone has changed again, last time it was because of the reincarnation Dao Jin. Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

Thinking about it this way, the next supernatural power of the Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of the reincarnation of the years.

"It seems that when I have time in the future, I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy to find out if the reincarnation of the Holy Spirit can cause my Supreme Bone to transform. Jun muttered to himself.

He put the Panhuang Time Sword into the space magic weapon.

"If the Martial God Lord knew that he had worked so hard to find the Panhuang Years Sword, I would have signed in and got it, I'm afraid I'll vomit blood in anger, right?" Jun Yao couldn't help but smile.

Right now, the Panhuang Soul Sword is in Yang Pan's hands.

The sword of the Panhuang years is in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

In the end, only the Panhuang Void Sword remained.

"Don't worry, isn't the reason why I left Yang Pan's life just to use him as a coolie and go to find the Panhuang Void Sword, and then I just need to rob him. ”

Jun Xiaoyao has no last resort, and he has already thought of the back hand.

The only value that Yang Huo had was to help him find the last Panhuang Void Sword.

That Martial God Lord obviously also had this idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't mind, no one can snatch what he wants to get.

"Just this Emperor Years Sword is not a trip in vain. "Jun Xiaoyao continues to move forward.

Even if in the end, Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity for the transformation of the Holy Body vision, he had nothing to regret.

A sword, back to basics.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao also continued to go deep into the Panwu Tomb.

The ancient temple was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Most of these temples are empty.

Obviously, the opportunity inside has long been snatched away by the Panwu God Dynasty.

As for some of the holy pills, treasure medicines, holy medicines, princely weapons, etc., which were occasionally left behind, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.

The palace was located in the most remote corner of the depths of Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by piles of wild grass.

There were even some chains outside, enclosing that area, as if they didn't want people to get close.

"Huh...... That's ......" Jun Yaoyao's eyes were dim.

In this Wuling, in most places, you can see traces of someone who has explored.

Only that one temple seemed to have no traces.

And around, there seems to be a blood-colored mist swirling.

What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not only the strange appearance of the temple.

What's more, his desolate ancient holy body, vaguely, actually had a hint of reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao was sure in his heart, and he walked away directly.

He pushed open the door of the temple, and it was pitch black.

A gust of wind blew out, and ordinary people were absolutely frightened to stand on end, but Jun was carefree but calm.

His desolate holy body restrains all demons and evil spirits, and the power of darkness, so it is not false at all.

At this moment, in the depths of the darkness, the sound of chains sounded.

It was like something in chains, and it started to move.

"Huh?" just as Jun was staring.

A blood-colored fist wind suddenly exploded from the depths of darkness.

At the same time, there was a beast-like roar.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao's right arm pushed out horizontally, and twenty pieces of Da Luo Immortal Bones shone out, and an incomparably sacred aura swirled out, colliding with the blood-colored fist wind.

Rumble!

There was a shock, and the whole palace trembled.

And under the reflection of the light of Da Luo's immortal bones, he also saw the figure in front of him clearly.

It was a figure with long hair hanging down to the ground, like a savage.

A pair of scarlet eyes, full of confusion and mania.

But what makes Jun careless is not the image of this wild man, but his physique.

It turned out to be an ancient holy body!

Bang!

After the collision of the blows, Jun Xiaoyao and the wild figure retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's arms were numb.

"Fortunately, with the blessing of Da Luo Immortal Bone and Divine Elephant Prison Suppression, otherwise the result would be unpredictable. Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were very solemn.

In the depths of this martial tomb, in the forbidden palace.

How could there be an ancient holy body?

And it's not an ordinary desolate holy body.

This desolate ancient holy body feels like a fallen holy body after some kind of transformation.

That's right, the Fallen Eucharist!

Because the qi and blood of the Holy Body are all bright and sacred gold, and the qi and blood of this fallen Holy Body are an ominous dark red.

"This fallen holy body will definitely not be the Panwu Emperor, what kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was full of doubts.

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