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

On the Qianlong Continent, when chaos erupted.

One of the ten places in the lower realm, Senluo Continent.

Unlike other continents, this continent is full of the law of survival of the weak.

The strong live and the weak die. There is no justice or reason.

It is precisely because of this that this continent has become a well-known place in the lower realm, which is extremely chaotic.

Many strong men who committed heinous crimes on other continents could only escape to the Senluo Continent in the end.

The strong can live comfortably in Senluo Continent, but the weak are miserable.

At this moment, somewhere in the Senluo Continent, in a dark and cold palace.

A young figure sat on the white skull throne.

He was surrounded by black mist and could not see his face clearly.

A long gray-white hair fell to the ground, and a pair of bizarre black and white wings were born behind it, enveloping the yin and yang.

Although the face is blurred, the faintly exposed pupils seem to contain the terrifying scene of immortals dripping blood and the fall of gods and demons, which is frightening.

He just sat on the throne of white bones so lightly, exuding an extremely depressed atmosphere.

On both sides of the White Bone Throne, there was also a black-robed man standing on each side, exuding holy pressure.

Below, there is a group of monks from Senluo Continent.

The leaders of several powerful forces are also gathered here.

Among this group of people, an old man in a blood robe took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly, and said cautiously, "My lord from Immortal Realm, I don't know why you called us here, what's the matter?"

This blood-robed old man is from Huangquan Valley.

Yellow Springs Valley is one of the top forces in Senluo Continent.

These people were originally wicked people who could eat people without spitting bones, but in front of this adult from Immortal Realm, they could only bow their heads and serve as ministers.

The monks who were dissatisfied before had already turned into cold corpses on the ground at this moment.

"I heard that you have found the trace of the descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art?" The young man sitting on the throne of white bones tapped the handrail with his fingers and said indifferently.

"Yes... We only got the news not long ago that the descendant of the God-Swallowing Magic Art seems to be the arrogance of the War Demon Temple." The blood-robed old man said hurriedly.

"Very good, it finally appeared, it didn't take me so long to stay on this continent." The young man chuckled and said.

"Huangquangu, Asura Sect, Tiansha Sect, I order you to destroy the Temple of War Demons and capture the descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art for me," the young man said.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the three major sects changed their color.

A middle-aged man from the Tiansha Sect couldn't help but stand up and said: "Sir of the Immortal Realm, the War Demon Palace is the most powerful force in the Senluo Continent. Even if the three of us go together, we will lose a lot, almost It's a fight for life."

However, just as the Tiansha Sect man finished speaking.

Beside the White Bone Throne, a man in black robe directly stretched out his hand and slapped it into flesh with one palm.

"Who else is against my decision, or doesn't want to obey?" the young man said slowly.

"No...don't dare..." The people from the three major sects were sweating coldly behind their backs.

There are also saints in the Temple of War Demons.

Their three major sects joined forces, and even if they captured the Temple of War Demons, it is estimated that they would suffer heavy losses.

But the young man from Immortal Realm did not lose the slightest.

But the situation is stronger than people, and they have to bow their heads.

A man from the Shura Sect asked bravely, "Dare to ask the adults in the Immortal Realm. Now in the Senluo Continent, there are also other Tianjiao from the lower realm of the Immortal Realm who are paying attention to the descendants of the Devil Swallowing Demon."

"If they stop and want to compete..."

The man didn't go on, but it was obvious that he meant it.

They are all from Xianyu, who can they offend?

Hearing this, the young man on the Throne of Bones laughed.

It was like hearing the funniest joke in the world.

He said slowly, "Don't worry, in the ten lower realms, no one dares to oppose me."

"If there is really a guy with short eyes who wants to stop, you only need to say six words."

"The Palace of the Fallen God, the Son of the Fallen God!"

The six characters fell, and a terrifying killing demon swept out!

Rao is below, some strong men with higher cultivation than young men have a feeling of numbness in their scalps.

Fallen God Palace, Fallen God Son!

They who stayed in the lower realm did not know the weight of these six words.

But in the Immortal Realm, the Fallen God Palace is a great force with boundless terror.

It is rumored that this vein is one of the sources of the Immortal Domain Demon Cultivation and has an ancient heritage.

The Son of the Fallen God, as one of the most outstanding talents in the Fallen God Palace, his words are not just bragging.

In these ten lower realms, there are really not many geniuses who dare to oppose the Fallen Son.

"Yes, let's do it here."

The people from the three major sects handed in their hands and resigned, and their bodies were soaked in cold sweat.

Obviously, this young man from Immortal Realm has an amazing identity and is far stronger than those ordinary lower realms.

After the people from the three major sects left.

The Son of the Fallen leaned on the White Bone Throne and muttered to himself: "At the beginning, the God-Swallowing Demonic Art of the Swallowing Demon Ancestor caused a catastrophe in the Immortal Realm. In the end, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Ancestor was besieged, severely injured, and was on the verge of death. In the end, he disappeared. The magic power has also been lost."

"I thought that the God-Swallowing Demon Art was really extinct, but now that I think about it, it should be the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Ancestor who didn't want to cut off the inheritance of his Demonic Art, so within the last time limit of his life, he forced his way to the lower realm and left behind. Doctrine."

"With my talent, if I can obtain the God-Swallowing Demon Art, the dragon head of the younger generation of Xianyu will be in the hands of my Fallen Son!"

The Fallen Angel smiled.

Everything is within his grasp.

In this Senluo Continent, no one from the lower realm of the Immortal Realm dared to oppose his Fallen Son.

In the next few days, the army led by the three major sects also rushed to the War Demon Hall.

Along the way, there were also some Tianjiao from Xianyu who noticed that something was wrong, and they came forward to ask because of their identity in Xianyu.

As soon as they heard the words "Fallen God", "Falled Son of God", all the geniuses of the Immortal Realm gave in with a look of fear and did not dare to make trouble.

This gave the monks of the three major sects a clear understanding of the identity of the Fallen Son.

In the Senluo Continent, no one dared to provoke the authority of the Fallen Son.

This gave the monks of the three major sects confidence.

Holding this thigh tightly might also be an opportunity.

Under such circumstances, the coalition forces headed by the three major sects, unimpeded all the way, launched a surprise attack on the Temple of War Demons.

The Temple of War Demons, as the strongest force in the Senluo Continent, although it was raided, naturally had to rise up to resist.

"Hand over the successor of the God-Swallowing Demon Art, or you will destroy your War Demon Temple!"

"The Lord of the Fallen Gods of the Fallen God Palace in the Immortal Realm spoke up and handed over the heirs of the God-Swallowing Devil Art, and maybe I can spare your life!"

The flames of war continued, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and the powerhouses of the three major sects were shouting.

"You turtle grandsons, you want me to be soft in the War Demon Palace, it's impossible!" The strong man in the War Demon Palace shouted coldly.

In this chaotic situation, a young man in black armor, with a blind woman who was blind, and some other experts from the War Demon Palace, swept towards the mountain behind the War Demon Palace.

The blind girl, wearing a tight black gauze skirt, has a slender figure, a beautiful face, extremely white skin, and blue silk draped over her fragrant shoulders.

Her whole body, the most special thing is her eyes.

Because he is blind, he is covered with a black ribbon.

"Brother, hurry up and leave me alone," said the blind girl.

"Qingying, don't talk nonsense, I will take you away for my brother. One day, I will make these three sects, as well as that fallen child, pay the price!"

The young man in black armor, his tone was as cold as frost, with hatred.

His eyes were as terrifying as black holes!

This young man is the successor of the Devouring God Demon Art!

At this moment, in the sky ahead, a dense figure suddenly appeared.

The three young Tianjiao stood at the forefront, full of breath.

"Holy Son of Huangquan, Blood Asura, Son of Heaven..."

The young man in black armor swept across the sky, his face frozen.