Chapter 120 Sign-in 7-star reward, Pan Huang's life sword, mysterious fallen Eucharist!
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have received the seven-star reward, Panhuang Sword of Time!"
As the system's voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly opened.
Immediately, an ancient sword with a simple meaning appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
This ancient sword is similar to the ancient sword that Jun Xiaoyao saw on Yang Pan before.
It's just that the Pan Huang Life Sword is filled with the aura of common people, and the sword is also carved with hundreds of millions of common people.
And this Panhuang Time Sword has the meaning of ancient and distant years flowing through it.
What is engraved on this sword is the rotation of the sun and the moon, the changing of the four seasons, the rotation of the stars in the sky, and the passage of time.
Just one look at it gives people an air of vicissitudes of life.
"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of Panhuang's Three Swords."
Despite Jun Xiaoyao's calm and calm personality, it was rare for him to show joy at this moment.
Although the sign-in rewards are random, sometimes they seem to have some relationship with the sign-in place.
There are no rules in this.
But no matter what, being able to get a seven-star reward, and it was also the Panhuang Sword of Time, was definitely an unexpected surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.
"Did I evolve from an African chief to a European emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
The last time he signed in at the Suzaku Ancient Palace, he only received a four-star reward.
Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, holding the Panhuang Sword of Time.
Suddenly, he felt the power of time flowing through him.
His entire arm seemed to be aging over time.
At this time, the twenty pieces of Daluo Immortal Bones in his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this power of time.
"Interesting, if other people get the Panhuang Time Sword, they won't be able to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.
The power of time is very mysterious and terrifying.
If ordinary people get close to this Panhuang Sword of Time, they will probably become old and aged immediately.
Unless there are some strong people who can hold on with their own strength.
Jun Xiaoyao had a slight thought in his mind, holding the Panhuang Sword of Time, he casually slashed at the bronze puppets behind him.
Suddenly, a semi-illusory sword light swept across, and the bronze puppets began to decay and age, and then turned into copper rust powder on the ground.
"It is indeed very strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
With his current state, he cannot exert much power of Panhuang's Sword of Time.
But the power of this casual sword is extremely powerful.
Suddenly, the Supreme Bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest began to tremble again, as if there was some kind of resonance.
"The Supreme Bone has changed again. Last time it was because of the reincarnation gold." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
Thinking about it this way, the next magical power of the Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of reincarnation.
"It seems that when I have time later, I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy to see if the Holy Spirit of Reincarnation can transform my Supreme Bone." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.
He put the Panhuang Sword of Time into the space magic weapon.
"If Lord Panwu knew that he had worked so hard to find the Panhuang Sword of Time, and I just signed it and got it, I would probably be so angry that I would vomit blood, right?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.
Right now, Panhuang's Life Sword is in Yang Pan's hand.
Panhuang's Sword of Time is in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
In the end, only the Panhuang Void Sword remained.
"Don't worry, the reason why I spared Yang Pan's life is to use him as a coolie to find the Panhuang Void Sword. When the time comes, I just need to snatch it from him."
Jun Xiaoyao had no plans left 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 doesn't mind, no one can take away what he wants.
"This trip to Panhuang Time Sword alone is not in vain." Jun Xiaoyao continued to move forward.
Even if Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity for the transformation of the holy body in the end, he would have no regrets.
A sword has paid off.
After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued deep into Panwu Ling.
The ancient temple is covered with thick dust.
Most of the palaces are empty.
Obviously, the opportunities inside had been looted by the Panwu Dynasty long ago.
As for the occasional sacred elixirs, precious medicines, sacred medicines, princely weapons, etc. that were left behind, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.
At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.
That palace is located in the most remote corner deep in Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by piles of weeds.
There were even some chains outside, encircling that area, as if they didn't want anyone to come close.
"Eh...that's..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.
Traces of exploration can be seen in most places in this Wuling Mausoleum.
Only that one palace seemed to have no trace of human beings.
Moreover, there seemed to be blood-colored mist lingering around.
What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not only the strange appearance of the palace.
It was even more because his ancient holy body had a vague reaction.
Jun Xiaoyao made up his mind and walked away directly.
He pushed open the door of the temple, and it was dark inside.
A stream of sinister wind blew out, which would make most people's hair stand on end with fear, but Jun Xiaoyao remained calm and composed.
His ancient holy body restrains all evil spirits and dark forces, so it is not weak at all.
At this moment, deep in the darkness, the sound of clattering chains could be heard.
It felt like something imprisoned by chains began to move.
"Huh?" Just when Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating.
A bloody fist blast suddenly exploded from the depths of darkness.
At the same time, there was a roaring sound like a wild beast.
"What the hell?"
Jun Xiaoyao pushed his right arm horizontally, and the twenty pieces of Daluo Immortal Bones glowed, and an extremely sacred aura swirled out, colliding with the bloody fist wind.
boom!
There was a shock and the whole palace trembled.
And under the light of Daluo's immortal bones, he could clearly see the figure in front of him.
Suddenly there was a figure with long hair hanging down to the ground, looking like a wild man.
A pair of scarlet eyes, full of chaos and mania.
But what concerned Jun Xiaoyao was not the image of this savage, but his physique.
It turned out to be an ancient holy body!
boom!
After the collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the savage figure fell back at the same time.
Jun Xiaoyao's arms were numb.
"Fortunately, I have the blessings of Daluo Immortal Bone and Divine Elephant's Prison Suppressing Power, otherwise the result would be unpredictable." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were solemn.
Deep in the Wuling Mountains, within the forbidden palace.
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 that has undergone some kind of transformation and mutation.
That’s right, it’s the Fallen Holy Body!
Because the energy and blood of the holy body are bright and sacred gold, but the energy and blood of this fallen holy body are an ominous dark red.
"This fallen holy body is definitely not Emperor Panwu. What kind of existence is it?"
Jun Xiaoyao's heart was filled with doubts.
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