Chapter 1872 The Power of the Royal Ancient Gods Was Still Defeated and Gathered in the Depths of the Imperial Mausoleum

The ancient royal god is an extremely rare existence.

Even among the current Ancient God Emperor Clan, they are almost extinct.

Among the younger generation, only Gu Xiaoyu has transformed into a trace of the true blood of the ancient royal god.

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

Jun Xiaoyao also knows that the Ancient God Clan is not that simple.

Whether it is the Ancient God Clan in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain or the Ancient God Emperor Clan in the Boundary Sea.

None of them are the true origins of the ancient god clan.

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

His bloodline may have some connection with the origin of the ancient gods.

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

Of course, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, that's actually it.

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

Even the true youngest son of the royal ancient god, or even the most ancient ancient god, may not be able to compare with him if compared to the physical body.

Jun Xiaoyao did not delay any longer.

He pressed it away with a palm, and the rolling power was as surging as the tide, unrivaled.

The energy and blood flowed across the vast void like a big dragon, and even Gu Qingtian looked a little sluggish at the vigorous blood energy.

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

When Gu Xiaoyu saw this, he gritted his teeth and activated his powerful bloodline power.

Vaguely, behind him, there seemed to be an extremely ancient and majestic figure emerging.

It seems to be holding up the world, lifting the sun and the moon, with a majestic and vast atmosphere, like the oldest symbol of power.

Gu Xiaoyu inspired a certain ability hidden in his bloodline.

It can be said that Gu Xiaoyu's punch, not many people in Hai Tianjiao can block it.

but……

boom!

There was a shocking crash.

Gu Xiaoyu was knocked away again.

Jun Xiaoyao is unwavering.

"good."

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

In the collision just now, many Sumeru worlds were shattered in his body, 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 actually lost.

Even if he inspired a trace of the true blood of the ancient royal god, he was no match for Jun Xiaoyao.

Can't even fight it off.

And this is not Jun Xiaoyao's true strength.

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

This kind of result simply makes people doubt their life.

"There's no need to be discouraged, there's no point in comparing yourself to me." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"You...what's your physique?" Gu Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask.

The power of the physical body can overwhelm the ancient God Emperor clan.

Definitely an ordinary physique.

Jun Xiaoyao had nothing to hide and said casually: "It's not a very evil physique. It's just the innate holy body. It's not bad."

He hasn't mentioned the Supreme Divine Blood, the Chaos Body, or the Void Destiny yet, otherwise it might make Gu Xiaoyu doubt his life even more.

"First... the innate Holy Body Taoist embryo???"

Gu Xiaoyu was surprised.

Did he actually encounter this legendary physique?

She was stunned, shocked, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

The little face that was originally a little depressed because of losing has regained its brilliance.

If she were defeated by an ordinary person, it would definitely become her inner demon and shadow throughout her life.

But it would be different if he was defeated in the hands of the innate holy body.

It even feels reasonable.

The Ancient God Emperor clan's physique is strong, but the innate holy body Tao fetus is a combination of the innate Tao fetus and the ancient holy body.

In fact, even if you take out the ancient holy body alone, it is enough to compete with the ancient god's physique.

Therefore, losing to the Innate Sacred Physique Taoist Body is not considered a failure at all.

Looking at Gu Xiaoyu who smiled, he even felt a little proud.

Even Jun Xiaoyao was a little speechless.

She seemed to really feel that her defeat was glorious.

"Ahem...Um...Sister, it seems like you lost. Why does it feel like you won?"

Gu Qingtian kindly reminded.

Gu Xiaoyu finally came to her senses. If she lost, she would 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, even though you lost, I won't do anything to you for the time being. Let's go to the depths of the Imperial Tomb first."

Seeing Gu Xiaoyu's wary expression, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, slightly speechless.

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

Jun Xiaoyao turned around and walked away leisurely.

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

"The innate holy body and Tao fetus turned out to be the innate holy body and Tao fetus. This time it is my fault."

"Well, sister, you always say that I am stupid and will suffer a loss."

"But it seems that you, sister, are not much better. Now, like me, we are all master's servants." Gu Qingtian said naively.

"Shut up, you stinky brother, you've screwed my sister into misery!"

Gu Xiaoyu's big eyes spit fire.

This way.

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

"Sure enough, there are special fields and restrictions. If you cross it directly, you may sink into it." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He found that the human emperor's mark suppressed in his eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly.

"It seems that the real opportunity of 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 seemed to have produced some kind of resonance.

"Oh, are they here too?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked over.

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

After all, this is the core of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

"Xiaoyao..."

Yiyi appeared.

Then, Yun Xuanxu, Yun Yusheng and others appeared.

And Tan Tai Qingxuan.

Even Dongfang Qingwu appeared, with a red veil on her face. Her charming eyes were very bright when she saw Jun Xiaoyao.

Of course, there were other people from the Emperor's clan, such as Xiahou Shenzang, and the Tianjiao of the Soul Emperor's clan.

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

They later joined together.

Chu Xiao's hatred for Jun Xiaoyao is needless to say.

But a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao was safe and sound.

But Chu Feifan disappeared.

"Could it be..."

Chu Xiao's heart sank.

Even Chu Feifan, after the fusion of the three religions, is not Jun Xiaoyao's opponent?

"It's really tricky. Only those who get the real inheritance of the human emperor are qualified to compete with him. Now I have to endure!" Chu Xiao thought to himself.

Although he didn't know how many times he had endured.

But he still had to continue to endure.

At this time, some figures came.

It was the Tianjiao of the Four Directions Temple.

Long Kan of the Azure Dragon Temple, the White Tiger King and Bai Ling of the White Tiger Temple, the Que Ling Tiannv of the Vermillion Bird 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 revenge of Emperor Long Xuan!

As for the White Tiger King, his expression was a little 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 of gain and loss in his big eyes.

What does it mean to cherish something only after you lose it? She understood.

Thinking about the comfortable days when she followed Jun Xiaoyao to eat and drink, she actually missed it a little.

The Suzaku Temple’s Queling goddess, wearing a long skirt like flames, looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a solemn look.

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

However, they did not directly attack the prodigies of the eight imperial clans.

At this juncture, it was not a good time to fight, after all, the opportunity was ahead.

And at this time.

A woman in a black and gold dress, who was extremely cold and beautiful, came with an indescribable powerful aura, with her hands behind her back.

When she saw this figure, Dongfang Qingwu, who had originally looked indifferent, turned pale and couldn't help shouting.

"Dongfang Aoyue, why are you here?!"