Sign in at the Ancient Saint Body

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have won the seven-star reward, the Panhuang Sword of Time!"

As the system finished speaking, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly cut open.

Then, an ancient sword with a sense of simplicity appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword is similar to the one Jun Xiaoyao had seen on Yang Pan before.

However, the Panhuang Sword of Life was filled with the breath of the common people, and the sword was also engraved with hundreds of millions of common people.

And this Panhuang Sword of Time is full of the ancient and distant meaning of time.

On this sword, the sun and the moon rotate, the seasons change, the stars rotate, and the years pass.

Just one look gives people a sense of vicissitudes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of the three Panhuang swords."

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's calm and calm personality, it was rare to show joy at this moment.

Although the sign-in rewards are random, sometimes they seem to have something to do with the sign-in location.

There is no pattern to speak of.

But no matter what, being able to get a seven-star reward, and the Panhuang Sword of Time, is definitely a pleasant surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Have I evolved from a non-African to a European emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The last time he signed in at the palace of the ancient country of Suzaku, he only got a four-star reward.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and held the Panhuang Sword of Time.

Instantly, he felt a force of time flowing.

His entire arm seemed to be aging in time.

At this time, the twenty Daluo Immortal Bones in his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this force of time.

"Interesting, if other people get this Panhuang Sword of Time, it will be difficult to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time is very mysterious and terrifying.

If ordinary people get close to the Panhuang Sword of Time, they will probably age and become old immediately.

Unless some strong people can hold on with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind moved slightly, holding the Panhuang Sword of Time, and casually slashed at the bronze puppets behind.

In an instant, a semi-illusory sword light swept across, and those bronze puppets began to decay and age, and then directly turned into copper rust powder on the ground.

"It's really strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current realm, he can't exert much power of the Panhuang Sword of Time.

But this casual sword is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the Supreme Bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if it had some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone has moved again, the last time it was because of the reincarnation gold." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

In this way, the next magical power of the Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of reincarnation.

"It seems that I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy when I have time later to check whether the Reincarnation Holy Spirit can transform my Supreme Bone." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

He put the Panhuang Sword of Time into the space magic weapon.

"If the Panwu God Lord knew that I got the Panhuang Sword of Time that he had worked so hard to find, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would vomit blood, right?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

At present, the Panhuang Sword of Life is in Yang Pan's hands.

The Panhuang Sword of Time is in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

In the end, only the Panhuang Void Sword is left.

"No hurry, the reason why I spared Yang Pan's life is to use him as a laborer to find the Panhuang Void Sword, and then I just need to rob him."

Jun Xiaoyao had a plan and had already thought of a backup plan.

The only value of Yang Pan's life is to help him find the last Panhuang Void Sword.

The Panwu God Lord obviously also had this idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind. No one could take away what he wanted.

"Just this Panhuang Sword of Time is not a wasted trip." Jun Xiaoyao continued to move forward.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity to transform into a holy body in the end, he didn't have any regrets.

A sword, a return on investment.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to go deeper into Panwuling.

The ancient palace was covered with thick dust.

Most of the palaces were empty.

Obviously, the opportunities inside had long been looted by the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for the occasional lost holy pills, precious medicines, holy medicines, royal weapons, etc., Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.

The palace was located in the most remote corner deep in Panwuling, surrounded by piles of weeds.

There were even some chains outside, encircling that area, as if they didn't want people to get close.

"Eh... that's..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes darkened.

In most places in Pan Wuling, you can see traces of people exploring.

Only that temple seemed to be deserted.

And there seemed to be blood-colored mist lingering around.

What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not only the strangeness of the temple.

It was also because his ancient holy body had a faint reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao made up his mind and stepped forward directly.

He pushed open the door of the temple, and it was pitch black inside.

A gust of cold wind blew out, and ordinary people would definitely be scared to death, but Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.

His ancient holy body restrained all demons, evil spirits, and dark forces, so it was not weak at all.

At this moment, the sound of chains rang out from the depths of darkness.

It felt like something imprisoned by chains began to move.

"Hmm?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating.

A blood-colored fist wind suddenly exploded from the depths of darkness.

At the same time, there was a roar like a beast.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed out his right arm, and twenty pieces of Daluo Immortal Bones glowed, and an extremely sacred aura lingered, colliding with the blood-colored fist wind.

Boom!

With a shock, the whole palace was shaking.

And under the reflection of the light of the Daluo Immortal Bones, he also saw the figure in front of him clearly.

It was a figure with long hair hanging down to the ground, like a savage.

A pair of scarlet eyes, filled with chaos and mania.

But what Jun Xiaoyao cared about was not the image of this savage, but his physique.

It turned out to be an ancient holy body!

Bang!

After the collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the wild man retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's arms were numb.

"Fortunately, there are the blessings of the Daluo Immortal Bone and the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power, otherwise the result is unpredictable." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were very solemn.

In the depths of Panwuling, in the forbidden temple.

How could an ancient holy body appear?

And it's not an ordinary ancient holy body.

This ancient holy body feels like a fallen holy body after some kind of transformation.

That's right, it's a fallen holy body!

Because the blood of the holy body is a bright and sacred gold, while the blood of this fallen holy body is an ominous dark red.

"This fallen holy body is definitely not the Panwu Emperor. What kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was filled with doubts.

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