Wu Hu said.

A true man, every word is spoken and every word is nailed, and he does what he says.

"By the way, Senior Wuhu, there is one more thing."

Jun Xiaoyao told what happened in Xutian Realm and took out the drop of flawless holy blood.

Seeing this drop of holy blood, even though it was a military guard, his pupils burst with light, which was very surprising.

"It seems that Senior Wuhu knows something." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Hu thought for a moment and said, "You want to know who the owner of this drop of flawless holy blood is?"

"That's right." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then do you know who founded the Ancient Temple?" Wu Hu asked.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Going back to the founding of the Ancient Temple, the history is too far away.

"Could it be that the owner of this drop of flawless holy blood..." Jun Xiaoyao reacted.

"Yes, this most original and perfect holy blood makes the blood in my body seem to be activated."

"The only thing I can think of is the legendary founder of the Ancient Temple, Emperor Huang."

"The most powerful ancient holy body in history!"

Wu Hu said in a solemn tone.

"Desolate Emperor..."

Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

A flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind, and he remembered the clues left by Emperor Wu Zhong.

The star Yinghuo appears, the forgotten land, the wasteland.
Chapter completed!