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The first son of the Dayan ancient tribe Junzi is here!

The news was like a hurricane, sweeping across the whole fairy mausoleum, and all the heroes of the roads were horrified.

Over the years, the six first-generation sons of the human race, Li Ting, have swept their holes and killed many alien saints. Adding another one now seems like the sky is falling.

"Human race has another first son?"

In a lake somewhere in Xianling, the lake water was separated, and a huge figure with a python body rose into the sky, bringing up a sound of wind and thunder, turning into a strange man, and shining golden light all over his body. The color of despair.

He is a genius of the 3,000 golden snake race called Jin Langjun.

He is already a true sacred lord. He came to the Immortal Tomb 400 years ago and wanted to sack the rare sacred order treasures here, but he hadn't had time to leave yet. The first son of the human race arrived and blocked him here. .

In these years, he hid eastward in Tibet, and almost all the people around him died in battle. The holy Lord who came to rescue him was also killed by the first son of the human race. He could not escape at all, like a trapped beast in a cage.

Now, there is another son of the first human race?

"The seven first-generation Sons of the Terran are gathered together, are we all going to be hunted? I'm not reconciled."

"Can my clan send out to fight against the strong men of the first son?"

At the same time, unwilling roars were heard everywhere in Xianling.

Here comes another character of the first son of the Son level. I would like to ask the alien Holy Lord who is stuck here, where can I still sit?

boom!

There is also a presence in the immortal mausoleum, which is more terrifying than the true Holy Lord. Under the stimulus of this news, it began to act, unwilling to change the variables again.

Wind and rain are coming!

There was a storm of wind and turbulence in the whole fairy tomb. Some people speculated that a more terrible collision would break out in the fairy mausoleum.

But what is surprising is that the arrival of the first son of the ancient Yanyan Saint Jun Jun, instead of shooting against the alien saint, instead walked up in the fairy mausoleum and continued to practice the holy method for deduction.

"What are you doing here?"

"Did he search for the holy treasure in the fairy mausoleum?"

Many holy saints noticed this scene, and they all started talking about it.

"No, there is no shortage of treasures for Junzi Shengzi. What he cast is the exquisite holy method of the ancient Yanyan tribe. Perhaps he is looking for the Taichu son who disappeared two hundred years ago. He has not been killed by the six sons. "

Soon, a small piece of news came out, all surprised.

Two hundred years ago, the big chase, the outcome, and no one saw it with their own eyes. With the horror of the six first-generation sons, everyone naturally felt that the early sons were so fierce, and 80% fell.

Today, the Son didn't die in the beginning?

How did he escape the pursuit of the six first-generation sons?

"My stepping stone, without going through grinding, how can you inspire the potential of your son body for my use?"

"Give you two hundred years, how much have you grown? I look forward to it."

In the depths of the fairy mausoleum, Jun Qi, who has the appearance of all beings, stood sideways. His expression was calm, joyless, sorrowless, and it was difficult to measure the depth. His hands were flat in the void.

"Dayan Holy Soul!"

I saw the water-like holy light rippling from both hands, swept away in all directions, everywhere, like one eye opened, knowing everything, nothing can escape this detection.

"Jun Cheng this guy is only showing up now, is it to watch our joke? Even Ao Chunqiu's pupil surgery can't lock Xiao Ye's where, how can he do it."

The first sons of the human race scattered around the Xianling all heard the news and came to watch from a distance.

Two hundred years of searching did not find Xiao Ye, which made them more interested in each other.

"not necessarily."

Ao Chunqiu stared at Jun Qi, and there were runes flowing out between the two pupils.

"On the holy law, no one of us, the first sons, can compare with Jun Qi. Maybe his "Great Yan Sheng Po" can really find Xiao Ye."

Ao Chunqiu said.

As soon as this remark came out, the other five first-generation sons all had different looks.

Although these first sons had almost no shortcomings in their years of practice, they had specializations in the art.

In terms of holy law, Jun Qi can indeed be ranked first.

"Ok?"

Time passed slowly, and a strange look appeared on Jun Gen's face, "There is a terrifying spirit that blocked my Dayan Holy Spirit!"

"This may be why you cannot find Xiao Ye."

"what!"

The six first-generation sons not far away were all gleaming in their eyes.

You know, in the past two hundred years, Ao Chunqiu continued to use the pupil technique to detect, but they have nothing to gain, and Jun Cheng has even discovered it?

"You are in a hurry, I will be able to lock my position soon." Jun Qi said indifferently, but his eyes burst into two magical shots.

The great Yan Yan soul he displayed, how powerful he is, he can clearly block this kind of detection, and any true celestial lord of the three thousand worlds can't do it.

This abnormal, he naturally thinks of Xiao Ye.

Perhaps, Xiao Ye had secrets he didn't know!

At the moment, Jun Qi once again displays the Dayan Holy Soul, and at the same time, a pair of deep eyes are constantly sweeping, hoping to lock the specific position.

In a blink of an eye, another three days passed.

Wow!

Among the ruins that have long been dusty, there is a quaint stone tower lying in it, which looks like dust and quaint.

But at this moment, there is a brilliance like a wave of water, which is constantly surging and shaking the ruins.

A large amount of rubble, grass clippings, bark, and even the corpses of the alien lord are gradually annihilated under the shroud of water waves, and seem to be broken down.

Only the quaint stone tower remains untouched, but the ruins covering it are gradually disappearing and will be completely exposed.

"Although this son is not yet clear, what blocked the Dayan Holy Soul and helped Xiao Ye hide the heavenly opportunity, but he has been able to lock the position."

"it's here."

In the distance, Jun Qi, who practiced the holy dharma, flashed his eyes, looking towards the place, while his figure flashed, and he walked.

"Have you really found it?"

Ao Chunqiu and the six first-generation sons, with a stunned expression, followed him step by step, getting closer and closer to the location of the quaint stone tower.

"Haha, there are seven early sons of the human race."

"Masters, are you looking for us?"

At this moment, at the position suddenly locked by Jun Gen, two long screams rose into the sky, and the endless Shengwei burst out, breaking through Tianyu.

I saw a middle-aged man with a great body, and a young man in white appeared side by side first. He was too empty and Jiang Kong.

In the face of the seven first-generation sons who had already stepped into the air, both were glorious, and the horror of warfare retreated for nine days.

(The first is here!)