Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

That dagger of a thousand feet, the power is too terrifying, and the sky is divided into two halves.

At the same time, along with the sword light, there was also a cry like a demon.

"The trifles of the three major sects should be punished today!"

As these words fell, the thousand-zhang sword light also fell from the sky.

With this knife, nearly one-third of the monks in the three major sects were wiped out!

Blood splattered and broken limbs flew!

Howling, screaming, endless!

This sudden knife made everyone stunned, froze in place like a piece of wood.

Elder Huang Quan and others even had their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.

Although he is also a saint, but only in the early stage of the saint.

That sword light made the old man Huang Quan have an illusion of facing death.

"who is it!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes are projected away.

A middle-aged man dressed in pitch-black armor, with a temperament like a demon, came from the air.

He held a blood-colored sword, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he swept over the old man Huang Quan and others.

"saint!"

Many monks were exclaiming.

Even in the Immortal Realm, saints are not everywhere, let alone in the lower realm.

And who is this saint who suddenly appeared, and why is he helping the Temple of War Demons?

Just when everyone was in doubt.

The remaining monks in the War Demon Hall had their eyes wide open, with expressions of extreme astonishment in them.

Why is the man who appeared so like the hall master enshrined in their War Demon Hall?

The masters of the Temple of War Demons in all dynasties have statues standing in the Temple of War Demons, so they recognized it so quickly.

The War Demon Hall Master, his eyes trembled, also with disbelief, and said: "Is it... the Seventh Hall Master?"

As soon as these words came out, all the parties were quiet.

The seventh-generation Hall Master of the War Demon Hall, that is a famous ruthless man in the Senluo Continent.

In his era, it was also the most glorious era of the War Demon Temple.

It was only later that the Seventh Palace Master disappeared without a trace. Some people said that he had already ascended to the Immortal Realm.

And now, the man who suddenly appeared was actually the Seventh Palace Master?

"This...how is this possible?" Elder Huang Quan and the others were all a little astonished, and a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts.

At the time when Gu Yuan lived, they were just a bunch of scumbags.

"I didn't expect that the three small sects back then would be able to do such a thing now." Gu Yuan's eyes were indifferent.

Hearing this, the old man Huang Quan's heart sank completely.

There is no doubt that this sudden appearance of the saint is the seventh-generation temple master of the Temple of War Demons.

It's just that the people of the three major sects can't understand, how the seven generations of hall masters can appear now by coincidence.

"Hey... it turned out to be that ruthless man, he went from the immortal realm to the lower realm?" Some other monks who were watching the fun also took a deep breath.

The name of the Seventh Palace Master Gu Yuan is well known in Senluo Continent.

Those geniuses of the Immortal Realm had never heard of Gu Yuan, and there was a hint of pity in their eyes.

"What's the use of this seventh-generation palace master coming, don't you dare to stop it?"

"That is, even if he is a saint and offends the Son of a Fallen God, there is no good fruit to eat."

These Immortal Realm Tianjiao are not optimistic about Gu Yuan.

The realm of strength is only part of it.

Identity, background, are equally important.

Although Gu Yuan is a saint, but after all, he is a saint from the lower realm. Would he dare to provoke the Son of a Fallen God?

When the War Demon Hall Master and others thought of this, the joy and excitement on their faces decreased a lot.

Elder Huang Quan also thought of it at the same time.

The panic and surprise on their faces dissipated, replaced by a calm and indifferent look.

The old man Huang Quan said calmly: "The Seventh Palace Master, I didn't expect you to show up, but you know, who's order did we obey the War Demon Palace?"

Gu Yuan's eyes flashed coldly and said: "It doesn't matter who you obey, let alone your three major sects today, even the people behind you must die!"

"Bold, you dare to be disrespectful to Lord Fallen God!" Elder Huang Quan shouted fiercely.

At this moment, a warm and indifferent voice sounded.

"What is the Fallen Angel?"

As the sound came out, a lion roar shook in the distance, and nine lions pulled a cart.

Ancestor Dongxuan, Yi Yu and others followed closely.

"Are you a saint again?" The monks in the surrounding Senluo Continent showed shocking colors again.

However, the gazes of those celestial arrogances fell on the nine-headed lion pulling the cart.

"With nine lions pulling the cart, could it be that one..." Some of the heavenly arrogances from the Immortal Realm looked at each other and saw the shocking colors in their eyes.

If it is said that the Son of a Fallen God makes them fearful and fearful.

Then that person is someone who can only make them look up, and is not a person in the world at all.

"Huh? Who are you?" Elder Huang Quan raised his eyebrows.

The sage breath exuded by the ancestor of Dongxuan once again made the old man Huang Quan's heart tremble slightly.

This saint looks like a follower.

When Gu Yuan saw Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, he also cupped his hands and said, "Young Master is here."

"what!"

Seeing Gu Yuan's actions, all the monks in the Senluo Continent were speechless.

In the Senluo Continent, Gu Yuan, the famous seven-generation temple master who left behind the legend, became someone else's servant?

The monks in the Temple of War Demons were also completely stunned.

This is completely inconsistent with the seventh-generation palace master they imagined.

Yan Qingying raised her snow-white pretty face.

Although she was blind, she still turned to Jun Xiaoyao.

What kind of existence does someone who can be called a son by a strong man like the seventh-generation palace master exist?

Can it be compared with that Fallen Angel?

Seeing such a situation, the surrounding Immortal Realm Tianjiao suddenly shuddered.

They still don't know who is sitting in that carriage.

One after another, Tianjiao of the Immortal Realm stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I have seen the Son of God!"

Such a scene really shocked the monks of Senluo Continent.

They have never seen these arrogant and domineering fairyland Tianjiao, who will show such awe and worship.

At this time, even the old man Huang Quan felt a sigh in his heart.

Even an idiot could see that the people in the carriage were not only the arrogance of the Immortal Realm, but also seemed to be extremely honorable.

Because before, these Immortal Realm Tianjiao, even if they heard the name of the Fallen Son, only showed a little bit of jealousy.

But now, they took the initiative to go forward and salute.

The difference is huge.

"Is it necessary to be so troublesome, just kill them directly and use the Fallen Angel as a shield, ridiculous!"

In the carriage, Jun Xiaoyao's voice was contemptuous.

"Yes!"

With Jun Xiaoyao's backing, Gu Yuan was completely relieved.

He slashed directly at the old man Huang Quan.

"No...you can't do this, Lord Fallen Angel won't let you go!"

Elder Huang Quan resisted desperately, screaming in horror.

However, his words attracted the cynicism of Tianjiao of Xianyu.

"It's really stupid, what is the Fallen God Son in front of the Jun Family God Son?"

"That's right, compared to identity, who has the god son of the Jun family been afraid of?"

This group of celestial talents from the Immortal Realm looked at the coalition of the three major sects with sarcasm and pity on their faces.

These three sects are completely over.

And that Fallen Angel, he could be considered a kick to the iron plate.