Chapter 614: The Blood of the Ancient Holy Body, Jun Xiaoyao's Anger, and the Hegemony of the Xingcang Family (Fourth Update)

Lu Renjia's words made the whole Baoque quiet down.

Not to mention other people, even the local tyrant Qian Duocai was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What is he talking about?"

"It seems to be... five seals of the Way..."

Some Tianjiao swallowed their saliva with dry throats.

After a short stagnation, there was a noise that broke through the sky.

"Oh my God, the seal of the Way, isn't this what I dream of?"

"If I can fuse a few seals of the Way, I can be on the list of giants!"

"By the way, I heard that the son of God of the Jun family does have a lot of seals of the Way, but he can't use them himself, and he gives them to people around him like cabbage."

"Gao, not ordinary Gao!"

"I am convinced!"

All kinds of noise, exclamation, and shocking voices are endless.

Even the elders of the Ten Thousand Races Merchant Alliance, who are used to the world, were slightly stunned after listening, and then smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"This young man has no moral integrity. How can others compete with him?"

"I lost. This is the first time I lost to others in terms of financial resources..." Qian Duocai sat down on the chair.

No matter how many immortal marrows there are, they are not as rare and precious as the seal of enlightenment.

"That is the seal of enlightenment. If I can get it..." Hu Qingqing continued to grit her teeth, jealous and hateful in her heart.

She was jealous that Tiannv Yuan took the initiative and pulled Jun Xiaoyao to her side.

She hated that Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel anything for her at all.

Hu Qingqing was like a resentful woman in the boudoir, with resentment in her heart.

As a result, without any surprise, Jun Xiaoyao successfully obtained the fragment of the immortal pill.

With this thing, Jun Xiaoyao can condense the immortal energy again in a short time.

"Everyone, there is one last treasure." Elder Wang, the saint, said, but his tone was a little hesitant.

He looked at the VIP box on the second floor with some hesitation, but gritted his teeth and took it out.

It was a transparent bottle, and inside the bottle, five or six drops of blood essence with golden color were jumping in it.

These blood essences were incompatible with each other, just like blood agate coated with a layer of gold foil, extremely dazzling.

Even through the bottle, the geniuses present could feel the powerful power contained in it.

Blood essence of the ancient holy body!

For a moment, all the noise was stopped.

If it were normal, the blood essence of the ancient holy body would definitely attract a rush, and countless people would fight to get it.

Because the blood essence of the ancient holy body is too precious, if it is refined into the body.

Although it is impossible to directly turn into the ancient holy body, it can also cleanse the meridians and marrow, temper the physique, and make the flesh unparalleled.

Even if it is refined more, it can also manifest some of the power of the ancient holy body.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao used the blood essence of the ancient holy body to nourish Jiang Shengyi's delicate body.

Not only did she recover from her injuries, but also eliminated all her hidden injuries.

It also made her physical constitution much higher, making up for the shortcomings of the innate Dao fetus.

It can be said that the ancient holy body is indeed the flesh of Tang Monk.

But now, the blood of the ancient holy body is in front of them, but no one dares to bid first. Why?

Because there is a living ancient holy body present, and it is an existence that no one dares to provoke!

In the VIP box.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes are cold.

The blood in his body is faintly hot.

This is the reaction caused by encountering the same physical blood.

Of course, those few drops of ancient holy body blood are not comparable to Jun Xiaoyao's ancient holy body blood.

Jun Xiaoyao is an ancient holy body that has broken ten shackles and is born without shackles.

And the owner of the ancient holy body blood is obviously far from Jun Xiaoyao's level, and it may even be difficult to practice.

"This ancient holy body blood..." On the stage, the sage elder Wang was about to say something.

The second-floor box was pushed open, and Jun Xiaoyao stepped down with his hands behind his back.

An aura of majesty without anger overwhelmed the whole place.

"Son of God, this..." Elder Sage Wang was about to speak but stopped.

"Get out of the way!"

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, and took the bottle in his hand.

In an instant, the few drops of ancient holy body blood in the bottle reacted, leaping violently, and rubbing Jun Xiaoyao's palm against the bottle.

It felt like seeing the king of the holy body lineage!

Jun Xiaoyao closed his eyes slightly, as if he saw an ancient and desolate ancient star deep in the ancient road.

The dilapidated temples and the ruined mountain gates seemed to be telling of the past glory.

"Ancient Holy Temple..."

For some reason, Jun Xiaoyao uttered four words.

He suddenly remembered that when Jun Xiaoyao wanted to create his own avenue in the lower world before.

The heavenly punishment was the fallen holy body that protected him.

Before the fallen holy body was annihilated, it was said to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Holy Body lineage depends on him.

Remember, go to the Ancient Temple.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao did not understand the meaning of what the Fallen Holy Body said, nor did he know where the Ancient Temple was.

Now thinking back, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.

Unexpectedly, at that time, the Fallen Holy Body knew that Jun Xiaoyao would one day embark on the Ultimate Ancient Road and go to the Holy Body Ancient Star.

"Son of God..." The Saint King Elder beside him showed an embarrassment.

Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyelids, his eyes were like lightning, and he said coldly: "Where is the person who took out this blood essence for trading?"

"Sorry, Son of God, this business alliance has rules, we can't say." The Saint King Elder said in great embarrassment.

"Can't say, are you sure?" Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, and the golden blood surged.

It was like a golden God King coming.

Even the elders of the Merchant Alliance who were at the level of Saint King felt suffocated.

"What is the true strength of the Godson of the Jun Family?" The elders of the Merchant Alliance were shocked.

Why does it feel like Jun Xiaoyao is more powerful than the Saint King?

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have discovered something, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Want to run?"

Jun Xiaoyao's figure directly broke through the dome of the treasure palace and came into the void.

In the far distance, a figure was driving a starry sky flying boat, trying to escape from the ancient star of Shangqiu in a panic.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and his magic power condensed into the Spear of the God, and shot it at the starry sky flying boat.

The void was pierced, and a shrill sound was emitted!

Boom!

The flying boat exploded, and sparks flew everywhere!

Jun Xiaoyao deliberately left some strength, and did not take the man's life directly, but wanted to ask something.

He reached out to grab the void, and the rune law imprint directly grabbed the embarrassed figure.

"Son of God, spare my life, spare me, everything has nothing to do with me!"

That was a young man, who was pinched by the big hand of the law and cried for mercy.

If he had known that Jun Xiaoyao would come to the trade fair, he would never take this job.

"It has nothing to do with you? Explain clearly." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I was just entrusted by someone to trade and auction the essence and blood. I don't know who got this essence and blood from." The young man was so scared that he burst into tears.

Jun Xiaoyao also understood that he was just a cannon fodder who sent blood.

"Who entrusted you?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Ba Xing, Cang family..." The young man trembled.

A dark color flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

It seems that his opponent is not only the Overlord, but also the forces of the Tyrant Body lineage.

What about the Ancient Temple, has it declined?

Otherwise, how could the Tyrant Body family commit crimes?

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao had many questions in his mind, and there were many mysteries waiting for him to solve.

He pinched it casually, and with a bang, the young man's body exploded into blood foam, leaving no residue.

"Baxing... Cang family..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

In his deep eyes, there seemed to be an ancient star burning!