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Chapter 702 Jun Xiaoyao supports Sacred Body's lineage by himself, hoping for personal revenge

The world is dead silent, and the rain of blood is flying!

Under the background of the blood-stained sky, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was ice-like, with long hair falling down, dressed in the armor of the wild god, and pointed the wild halberd obliquely at the earth in his hand.

At this moment, he no longer has the unrestrained Immortal temperament of the past with fluttering white clothes.

On the contrary, it looks like a domineering young God of War, like the incarnation of calamity, purifying the world with the power of killing and cutting, shaking the universe!

From the sky and the earth, countless eyes are focused on him.

Ji Qingyi, Ruying, Shengxuanyi, this one is famous on ancient roads and has endless radiance.

At this moment, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, it seems that they have become extremely ordinary, and their light has disappeared.

Jun Xiaoyao is an existence that makes them all need to look up and be in awe!

But Ning Defa and other villagers in the wilderness were extremely excited and burst into tears.

How many years!

How many years have they been oppressed by the Cang family!

Today, Jun Xiaoyao calmed down their grievances for them!

At this moment, the eyes of more than three hundred villagers in the wilderness were filled with fanatical admiration and worship.

It seems that Jun Xiaoyao is the only god worthy of worship in their hearts!

"We will always follow you, until death!" Ning Defa roared like an old lion, and knelt down in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

The 300 or so surviving villagers also knelt down.

"It's a blessing that Sacred Body has you..." Wu Hu breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his blood-stained face.

"One day, I want to be as powerful as Brother Dage!" Ning Chen's eyes were full of respect.

"Is this... the kind of hero that grandpa told in the story?" Xiao Xuanxuan stared blankly, her big eyes full of longing and admiration.

The figure standing on the sky and looking down on the world was deeply engraved in her young heart and could never be erased.

But at this moment, standing on top of the sky, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained cold.

He completely ignored the countless awe-inspiring gazes around him.

Right now, Jun Xiaoyao has only one thing in mind, which is to destroy Ba Xingcang's family.

However, before that, he had to do some things.

"Today, the son of God declares that the lineage of the ancient temple and the temple guards will once again rise in the Immortal Domain, and no one can stop it!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was so powerful that it spread throughout the sky.

Everyone was shocked and shocked.

Is Jun Xiaoyao going to lift up the weakened Sacred Body again with his own strength?

but……

Looking at the last Sacred Body Wuhu who had almost reached the end of his life, and the three hundred villagers in the wilderness.

Everyone really can't imagine how the ancient temple can rise again.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, he is only one person. How can he support the entire line of Sacred Body?

Compared with the doubts of the audience.

Ning Defa and other villagers in the wilderness had nothing but gratitude in their eyes.

However, they also have self-knowledge, knowing that relying on their own power alone, it is impossible to revive the ancient temple and the lineage of the temple guards.

Wu Hu also said with a smile: "With your words, I feel relieved, and I can leave everything to you with peace of mind."

Wu Hu sensed that the fire of his own life began to gradually go out.

But he has no complaints or regrets, and he still has a smile on his face.

"Wuhu senior, you can't resign, you still have to witness the fiasco of the Hegemony lineage with your own eyes." Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

"I've been able to persist until now, I'm satisfied, and I know where the limit of own is." Wu Hu shook his head, very relieved about life and death.

"Since I, Jun Xiaoyao, have been inherited from the ancestors of the ancient temple, I naturally have to do my part for the ancient temple."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and patted his chest, and then, drops of bright red agate and golden luster of Sacred Body Blood Essence emerged.

The quantity is densely packed, not one drop, two drops, three drops, five drops.

Instead, hundreds of drops of Sacred Body Blood Essence were directly tempered by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't do it!" Wu Hu's eyes shook, and he stopped him.

Now Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of the Sacred Body lineage, absolutely nothing can go wrong!

"My lord, this is..." Ning Defa and other Dahuang villagers were also stunned.

There are also a crowd of Tianjiao onlookers, who are also dumbfounded, stunned, and staring in a daze.

Sacred Body Blood Essence, so precious, one drop is enough to sell for a sky-high price.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao casually poured out hundreds of drops of Sacred Body Blood Essence!

Most importantly, Sacred Body Blood Essence is extremely important to Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Wouldn't Jun Xiaoyao's actions hurt himself?

Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's face, and were surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao's face was as calm as usual, without any paleness or weakness.

"These Blood Essences are bestowed on you, to take revenge on yourself is the best way to avenge yourself." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"But you..." Wu Hu hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry about me anymore, did the military guard senior forget that pool of Sacred Body Blood Essence?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Naturally, he would not do anything to hurt himself.

The last time I hurt myself was to save Jiang Shengyi.

And to be honest, although Jun Xiaoyao respects Wu Hu and these Dahuang villagers.

But compared with Jiang Shengyi, they are obviously incomparable.

It is also unrealistic for Jun Xiaoyao to drain himself to help them.

However, Jun Xiaoyao refined a pool of Sacred Body Blood Essence before.

At this moment, the Sacred Body Blood Essence in his body is almost overflowing with vigor.

The most important thing is that these Sacred Body Blood Essence absorbed by Jun Xiaoyao finally transformed into his own Sacred Body Blood Essence.

And Jun Xiaoyao is a Sacred Body who broke the shackles of Tenth Stage.

His Sacred Body Blood Essence is fundamentally different from the Blood Essence of those Sacred Body ancestors.

Each of the three hundred villagers in the wilderness got a drop of Jun Xiaoyao's Sacred Body Blood Essence.

The old man Ning Defa got five drops.

Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan each got ten drops of Blood Essence.

As for Wuhu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him fifty drops of Sacred Body Blood Essence.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Wuhu to fall.

It would be a pity if a Saint Lord-level Desolate Ancient Sacred Body were to perish.

"After you finish refining, we will return to Ba Xingcang's house to avenge any revenge!" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"My lord is right, the humiliation of our lineage of guards must be wiped away by us!"

"Follow the lord, step on the Bastar, and destroy the Cang family!"

The three hundred villagers in the wilderness, no, they should be called the three hundred temple guards at this moment, and their eyes are full of vengeful anger.

Even some old people like Ning Defa are full of enthusiasm at this moment, and the silent trace of Sacred Body Bloodline in their bodies seems to be activated.

They began to practice sitting cross-legged, preparing to refine the Sacred Body Blood Essence bestowed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Is it still effective?" Wu Hu also sat down cross-legged.

To be honest, with his current exhausted state, even if he refines Sacred Body Blood Essence, he probably won't be able to recover.

It's like a spring, which is almost drying up. Even if there is external water pouring in, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and will eventually dry up.

"How would a senior know if he didn't try?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

The Sacred Body Blood Essence that broke the shackles of the Tenth Stage, maybe it will bring a miracle?

(end of this chapter)