olled the Bing Fa Jue. Swords, spears, axes, and maces appeared around him densely packed like a golden torrent, sweeping towards the two of them.Boom!Like a bunch of big stars exploding.With Jun Xiao...The three figures, Huangquan Saint Son, Blood Asura, and Tianmingzi, were the top prodigies of Huangquan Valley, Shura Gate, and Tiansha Sect.
They, just like the young man in black armor, are at the peak of the younger generation on the Senluo Continent.
"Unexpectedly, the descendant of Zhan Mo Dian, Yan Fei, turned out to be the inheritor of the Devouring God Demon Art. Truly surprising." Huang Quan Saint Son sneered with a cold smile.
This black-armored youth, named Yan Fei, is the most outstanding genius of the War Demon Hall in the contemporary era.
And that blind woman was his own sister, Yan Qingying.
"I never expected that the three major sects would become lapdogs for the Xianyu prodigies!" Yan Fei rebuked coldly.
Upon hearing this, Huangquan Saint Son and the others' faces turned slightly unnatural.
Although this is true, couldn't we find a less offensive term than "dogleg"
"Humph, you wouldn't know the power of the Fallen Divine Child. In this lower realm, no one dares to provoke the Fallen Divine Child." The Huangquan Holy Son said coldly.
"That's right, it's your honor to be chosen by the Fallen Maiden. Just surrender and come with us." Tianmingzi said the same thing.
"If I survive this, I will personally kill that so-called Fallen God's child!" Yan Fei's pitch-black eyes were filled with a chilling gaze.
He suddenly turned his head and said to an elderly man beside him, "Elder, please take Qingying away. I'll hold them off here!"
"Yan Fei, you... ah, well, okay." The elder was also decisive and directly retreated with Yan Qingying.
"No… Brother…" Yan Qingying's face changed drastically, wanting to stay, but she was still forcibly taken away by the elder.
"Qingshen, you run quickly, don't worry about me!"
After a cold snort, Yan Fei turned and charged towards the three figures of Huangquan Saint Son.
He was, at his best, only comparable to the likes of Huangquan Saint Son.
But at this moment, Yan Fei raised his hand, and a pitch-black vortex appeared, as if it could swallow everything.
His pair of jet-black eyes also exuded an aura that seemed to devour everything.
"Indeed it is the Devouring Demon Technique!" Huangquan Saint Son and the others were overjoyed.
If they could capture Yan Fei and suppress him, wouldn't that make them great heroes
Then, the Fallen Divine Child will surely reward them, and might even take them to the Immortal Realm.
Kill!
The Three Saints of the Netherworld also made their move.
Some cultivators from the Zhan Mo Hall chose to stay and block the powerful experts from the three major sects.
Just as Yan Qingying was about to withdraw from the back mountain.
Suddenly, a deafening explosion echoed through the air, accompanied by the terrified screams of the Holy Son of Huangquan and others.
"Yan Fei, you're really crazy, to actually self-destruct, even sacrificing your life!"
With a scream, Yan Fei detonated himself, perishing alongside Huangquan Saint Son and the others.
"Brother…" Yan Qingying let out a scream, her heart filled with grief.
"Qingying, we must leave quickly!" A tinge of sorrow appeared in the elder's eyes.
The entire battle lasted for several days.
The Zhan Mo Dian was ultimately overwhelmed. Besides a small number who escaped, most of the Zhan Mo Dian's cultivators fell in battle.
Of course, the three major sects and other forces also suffered enormous losses.
Even top talents like Huangquan Saint Child have fallen.
But what terrified the three major sects was that Yan Fei, the inheritor of the Swallowing God Demon Art and the person the Fallen Son wanted, had actually self-destructed.
This left the three major sects in a state of unease.
But they could only grit their teeth and return.
……
Within the palace, on the white bone throne, Fallen Son listened to the news without a word.
Below, the cultivators of the three major sects, one by one, broke out in a cold sweat, their legs trembling.
"Please spare our lives, Your Excellency. Yan Fei is going to self-destruct, we had no other choice!" The cultivators from the three major sects knelt down together.
But to their surprise, the Daughter of the Fallen didn't seem to be enraged.
"Something's wrong...something isn't right." The Fallen Daughter murmured to herself.
It is rumored that in the lower realm, there is a legend of the Ten Heavenly Children, where the luck of an entire world will converge on one person.
Logically speaking, the successor of the Devour God Magic, Yan Fei, should have been the favored child of the Senluo Continent. How could he die so easily
"Shouldn't he be trying to survive and then get revenge on me"
The Fallen One was contemplating.
The Palace of Fallen Gods, also a powerful and immortal force with a deep background, knows many secrets.
As the young supreme of the Fallen God Palace, the Fallen God Child naturally knows many things.
He had also heard news about the Ten Heavenly Descendents.
But shouldn't this Myriad Realms Continent's peerless genius have died a more difficult death
With a slight thought, the Fallen God Daughter said indifferently, "You're saying that some remnants of the War Demon Hall have escaped"
"Yes, that's right. And a small number of people escaped, including Yan Fei's sister, Yan Qingying." The cultivators from the three major sects replied.
"Hm The younger sister of the Swallowing God Demon Art practitioner" Duoshengzi's eyebrows raised.
Then he spoke, “You have seven days to find all the remaining members of the Zhanmo Hall, especially Yan Fei's sister. Make sure she is brought in alive!”
"Yes!"
Three major sects' cultivators responded in unison and then left.
"Could it be that I was wrong from the start But that Yan Fei, he has indeed used the Devouring God Magic…"
"It doesn't matter, just bring everyone related to him here and everything will become clear." The Fallen Daughter sneered.
He must obtain the Swallowing God Demon Skill.
Just as the entire continent of Senluo was thrown into chaos.
In a remote and desolate mountain area, there stood an ancient teleportation array shrouded in thick dust.
This long-dormant teleportation array suddenly emitted a blinding light.
Then, the void twisted, and a line of figures appeared.
It is exactly Jun Xiaoyao and others.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped out of the golden carriage, looked around, and asked, "What realm is this"
"Huishenzi, this should be the Shenluo Continent. We need to go to the Qilong Continent, and we have to pass through this realm," Dongxuan Ancestor replied.
"Well then, let's go straight to the Qianlong Continent." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and said.
And at that moment, the middle-aged man clad in black armor standing beside him, resembling a demon god, hesitated slightly with an expression of wanting to speak but holding back.
"Is something the matter" Jun Xiaoyao noticed the man's expression and asked.
On the other hand, East Profound Ancestor laughed and said, "Young master, you don't know this, the Myriad Demon Continent is Ancient Yuan Senior Brother's hometown."
"I see." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, now understanding why Gu Yuan had that expression.
"Master, to be frank with you, I, Gu Yuan, was once the seventh Hall Master of the Zhanmo Hall in the Shenluo Continent. Now that I'm back in my homeland, I can't help but feel nostalgic."
"Of course, the young master's affairs come first. We can go straight to the Continent of Qilong." Gu Yuan replied.
He would never delay Jun Xiaoyao's itinerary because of his own personal affairs.
"No worries, you've been by my side for so long, it must have been hard work. Now that you've arrived in your hometown, why not go and visit the War Demon Hall" Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.
"Thank you, young master!" Gu Yuan bowed with a grateful expression.
Next, they set off and randomly asked a cultivator for the location of the Zhanmo Hall.
However, the question that was asked caused Gu Yuan's expression to change drastically.
"What do you mean, the Zhanmo Hall was destroyed"
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