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

Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao showed a cold look, and turned to look at Feng Qingling.

Feng Qingling looked at Fengming Qishan Qin with fiery eyes.

The attributes of this piano fit her very well, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Not to mention, it is a rare ancient sage soldier.

The ancient sage soldiers of the piano class are too rare, and this is not only used to cultivate sentiment.

As a weapon against the enemy, power is very powerful.

So Feng Qingling was moved, and couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, so what?" Jun Xiaoyao said playfully.

"One thousand superb **** sources, change your guqin." Feng Qingling said casually.

Some young Tianjiao around took a deep breath.

It is worthy of being a descendant of the Taikoo royal family, who casually took out a thousand gems of the gods.

But many people looked at Fengming Qishan in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

Compared with the ancient sage soldier guqin, a thousand unique gods are definitely not much.

Even, there is still some shabby.

After all, the value of the ancient sage soldiers cannot be measured by the gem source.

At least, it also needs Xianyuan to measure.

But even if Feng Qingling is the noble girl of Wanhuangling Mountain, she would not be able to produce many fairy sources.

Even in the Jun family, Xianyuan is a very rare thing.

"One thousand exquisite sources of God to replace my guqin, my brain is not good, so I found someone to treat it." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

He hadn't taken the initiative to trouble Wanhuang Lingshan, but the people of Wanhuang Lingshan dared to pay attention to his guqin.

"Huh? Do you know who I am?" Feng Qingling Liu Meiyixuan.

"I don't care who you are, and I am not interested at all. If you want to die, you can continue to dance in front of me." Jun Xiaoyao's tone was light.

Hearing this, many young talents stared straight.

Feng Qingling is the noble girl of Wanhuangling Mountain, and her identity and strength are not something ordinary people can provoke.

Even the descendants of the immortal forces, facing Feng Qingling, could not have this attitude.

"Looking for death, toast and not eat or drink fine wine!" Feng Qingling's beautiful eyes sprayed with red inflammation, she was really angry.

As the noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, she looked up from all directions wherever she went, and no one wanted to offend her.

In her opinion, she can see this guqin, Jun Xiaoyao should be happy to give it to her.

Feng Qingling shot directly, and the jade hand flicked out, and a series of red runes rose into the air, as if condensed into a phoenix wing.

"Is that...True Phoenix's supernatural power?!"

Many talented people around stood up, eyes shocked.

The supernatural power of the true phoenix in the Wanhuang Lingshan, and the supernatural power of the true dragon in the Ancestral Dragon Nest, are both top martial arts supernatural powers in the fairyland.

"No, there is the charm of the true phoenix supernatural power in it, but it's not the true true phoenix super supernatural power. It should be just an extended Sanshou." Some Tianjiao with a little vision blinked and said.

However, even if it's just Sanshou, from Feng Qingling's hands, the power is extremely powerful.

Not to mention, her own cultivation level has also reached the Great Consummation of Returning One Realm.

At this age, with such a cultivation level, Feng Qingling is worthy of the identity of the noble lady of Wanhuangling Mountain.

"Master, be careful..." Qin Xuan and Tianqin female both lost their voices.

Seeing the Lyrican girl paying attention to Jun Xiaoyao so much, the face of the third prince became more and more calm.

"I provoke the noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, I don't know how to die..." The third prince said coldly.

And just when this thought came up in his mind.

In the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao made a move.

Without using any moves, it was so simple and blasted out with one palm.

Puff!

Jun Xiaoyao's palm collided with Feng Qingling's moves.

Accompanied by a clicking sound that makes the scalp numb.

Feng Qingling's face suddenly turned pale.

Click!

Her jade arm was directly discounted by a terrifying force, and her bones were broken.

She was also shaken back, and finally crashed into a stone pillar.

Fortunately, the entire Xianqiong Building was branded with defensive arrays, otherwise, this time it would be enough to collapse half of the Xianqiong Building.

"How is it possible?" Feng Qingling's red lips were pale as paper.

The divine flames and rays of light all over her were all shot away, revealing her true face.

There was a sense of panic on the white and beautiful face.

Don't look at her as a woman, with a curvy body and slender bones.

But with a trace of Phoenix blood, her physical strength is far stronger than some human cultivators who focus on refining.

It is precisely because of this that she was horrified. How could the human body on the opposite side be so terrified?

Is it the same as her, the ancient royal family?

Upon seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao once again blasted out with a simple palm.

Against this Feng Qingling, he didn't need to perform any moves, he could suppress it with just one hand.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raising his palm and clapping again, Feng Qingling gritted his teeth.

The pride of being the royal family made her unable to accept such humiliation.

Feng Qingling's arm was blooming with red clouds and blood lingering, and her arm bones began to heal quickly.

"What a powerful body!"

"It is rumored that this Feng Qingling had been baptized in the Phoenix Blood Pond in the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, and his body was astonishing. From this point of view, it is true.

Feng Qingling's state once again surprised a group of people.

Worthy of being the heir to the immortal tradition, all kinds of methods, trump cards, far from the average Tianjiao comparable.

"What's the use?" Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent but expressionless.

"Flying Phoenix Claw!"

Feng Qingling turned his palm into claws, and a phoenix claw entwined with red clouds emerged, tearing the air and making a hissing wind.

When this claw goes down, an ordinary one-level Tianjiao will be torn apart in an instant.

Jun Xiaoyao squeezed his fist marks and directly exploded Feihuang's claws. Feng Qingling was shocked again and coughed up blood.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold, and his right arm was faintly lighted by fairy clouds.

He urged the power of a big Luo fairy bone.

Suddenly, Feng Qingling got a small lump A sense of extreme danger rose from her heart.

Jun Xiaoyao is merciless and shocking.

With a single-handed move, Feng Qingling hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon for his body, which was a red gold shield that resembled a phoenix wing closed.

boom!

Accompanied by a bang, it was as if a **** iron was fighting.

That piece of shield, which is not low in rank, was directly torn apart by a bombardment.

Feng Qingling was so scared that his soul flew into the sky, his phoenix wings shook behind him, and he rose into the air, dashed into the car, and fled like flying.

Even a ruthless word is too late to stay.

...

Dead still.

On the top floor of the entire Xianqiong Building, all Tianjiao Junjie, as if petrified, were stiff.

Feng Qingling, the famous lady of Wanhuangling Mountain, was actually beaten away by three strokes.

If this news goes out, it will cause a lot of shock.

Tianqin's eyes looked at Jun Xiaoyao, even more brilliant.

Qin Xuan's little mouth is also Zhang Yuan, and apparently she didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to be so strong.

The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, his face from the beginning of suspicion and jealousy, turned into a solemn expression now.

As the Young Master of the Chamber of Commerce, he has a sleek and shrewd character, knowing that such a character can never provoke anything.

The three princes are different.

He was born aloof, in the Panwu God Dynasty, he was like calling the wind and calling the rain.

But now, the appearance of Jun Xiaoyao undoubtedly made his sense of crisis rise sharply.

Looking at the attitude of the Tianqin girl towards Jun Xiaoyao, the three princes were even more upset.

"My son, you haven't responded to the little request of the Lyra girl before?" The Lyra girl said quietly.

What she was referring to, naturally, was talking about love with Jun Xiaoyao all night, no, it was playing the piano.

In those words, there was a hint of coquetry.