The power of the sword is so terrifying that it divides the sky into two halves.
At the sa ti, accompanied by Dao Mang, there was also a cry of cold drink like a demon god.
"The trifles of the three major sects are to be blad today!"
As this voice fell, Qianzhang's sword light also fell from the sky.
With this knife, nearly one-third of the monks of the three sects were destroyed!
Blood splattered, severed limbs flying!
The wailing and screams are endless!
This sudden knife made everyone stunned, as if they were a piece of wood.
Elder Huang Quan and others have numb scalp and hair on top.
Although he is also a saint, he is only the early stage of the saint.
That blade of light caused Elder Huang Quan to have an illusion of facing death.
"who is it!"
At this mont, everyone's eyes are projected away.
A middle-aged man dressed in pitch-black armor and temperant as cold as a devil ca into the air.
He was holding a **** saber, his eyes sharp like an eagle, and he swept across the elderly Huang Quan and others.
"saint!"
Many monks were exclaiming.
Even in the fairyland, saints are not everywhere, let alone in the lower realm.
And who is this saint who suddenly appeared, and why should he help the War Demon Temple?
Just when everyone was puzzled.
The remaining cultivators of the War Demon Hall opened their eyes wide, and they were extrely surprised.
How could the man who appeared so resemble the Lord of the Hall of War Demon?
The masters of the War Demon Hall of the past generations all have statues standing in the War Demon Hall, so they recognized it so quickly.
The Lord of the Hall of War Demon, his eyes trembled, and also with disbelief, he said: "Is it...Senior Hall of the Seven Generations?"
As soon as this remark ca out, the Quartet beca quiet.
The seven generations of the Palace Master of the War Demon Hall, that is a famous ruthless person in the Sun Luo continent.
In his ti, it was also the most glorious era of the War Demon Temple.
Only later, the seven generations of the palace master disappeared without a trace, and so people said that he had already ascended to the fairyland.
And now, the man who appeared suddenly, turned out to be the Seventh Generation Palace Master?
"This... how is this possible?" The old man Huang Quan and the others were a little bit astonished.
In the era where Gu Yuan was, they were just a group of little friends.
"Unexpectedly, the three small sects back then can actually do this kind of thing now." Gu Yuan's eyes were extrely cold.
Hearing this, the old man Huang Quan's heart sank completely.
Undoubtedly, this saint who suddenly appeared was the Lord of the Seventh Generation of War Demon Hall.
It's just that the people of the three major sects can't understand how these seven generations of the palace masters, coincidentally, appear now.
"Heh... it turned out to be that ruthless person, he was from the lower realm of the fairyland?" So other cultivators around who watched the excitent also took a deep breath.
The na of Gu Yuan, the lord of the seven generations of palaces, is well known in Senluo.
Those Tianjiao 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 the Seventh-generation Palace Master coming, do you dare to stop it?"
"That is, even if he is a saint and offends the Fallen Son, there is nothing to eat."
These Xianyu Tianjiao are not optimistic about Gu Yuan.
The realm of strength is only part.
Identity and background are equally important.
Although Gu Yuan is a saint, he is a saint in the lower realm after all. Will he dare to provoke the fallen **** son?
When the Lord of War Demon Palace and others thought of this, the expression of joy and excitent on their faces was reduced a lot.
Elder Huang Quan also thought of it at the sa ti.
The panic and unexpected color on their faces dissipated, replaced by a calm and indifferent face.
Elder Huang Quan said unhurriedly: "Seven generations of the palace master, the old man didn't expect you to show up, but you know, did we listen to soone's order to destroy the Demon Hall?"
Leng Mang flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes and said, "No matter who you are, don't talk about your three major sects today, even the people behind you will have to die!"
"Bold, you dare to be disrespectful to Lord Fallen God!" Old Huang Quan shouted sharply.
At this mont, a gentle and flat indifferent voice sounded.
"What is the fallen **** child?"
As the sound ca out, there was a lion roar shaking in the distance, and nine lions pulled the cart.
The ancestors of Dongxuan, Yi Yu and others followed closely.
"Are you a strong saint again?" The surrounding cultivators on the Sun Luo Continent showed a shock again.
However, the gazes of those Immortal Domain Tianjiao fell on the nine lions pulling the cart.
"Is it the one who is pulling the cart with nine lions..." So Immortal Realm Tianjiao glanced at each other, and they all saw the shocking colors in the eyes of both sides.
If it is said that the fallen goddess, it is to make them jealous and fearful.
Then that one can only make them look up, and he is not a person of the world at all.
"Huh? Who are you?" Huang Quan raised his eyebrows.
The sacred breath exuded by the ancestors of Dongxuan once again caused the old man Huang Quan to tremble slightly.
The saint looked like a follower.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's arrival, Gu Yuan walked away and said, "The son is here."
"what!"
Seeing Gu Yuan's actions, the cultivators in the Sun Luo Continent were all dumbfounded.
In the Continent of Sun Luo, the famous and legendary seven generations of palace lord Gu Yuan has beco a servant of others?
The monks in the War Demon Temple were also completely confused.
This is completely inconsistent with the seven generations of the lord of the palace in their imagination.
Yan Qingying lifted her snow-white pretty dick.
Although she was blind, she still turned to Jun Xiaoyao.
What kind of a person can be called a son by a powerful person like the seven generations of palace masters.
Can it be compared with that fallen **** child?
Seeing such a situation, the surrounding Immortal Domain Tianjiao suddenly excited.
They didn't even know who was sitting in that carriage.
A number of celestial arrogances stepped forward and said, "I have seen a **** child!"
Such a scene really shocked the monks of Sun Luo Continent.
They had never seen these arrogant and domineering Tianjiao, who would show such awe and worship gaze.
At this ti, even the old man Huang Quan felt a little bit in his heart.
A fool can see that the person in that carriage is not only a fairyland arrogant, but also seems to be extrely honorable.
Because before, these Immortal Realm Tianjiao, even if they heard the na of the fallen **** child, only showed a little jealousy.
But now, they are taking the initiative to salute.
The difference is huge.
"Does it have to be so troubleso? Just kill them directly, using the fallen goddess as a shield, ridiculous!"
In the carriage, Jun Xiaoyao's voice was filled with contempt.
"Yes!"
With the support of Jun Xiaoyao, Gu Yuan was also completely relieved.
He slashed directly at the old man Huang Quan and slashed away.
"No...you can't do this Lord Fallen God will not let you go!"
Elder Huang Quan resisted desperately and scread in horror.
However, his words have attracted the cynicism of Xianyu Tianjiao.
"It's really silly, what counts the fallen **** child in front of the king's **** child?"
"That's, compared to status, has the Jun Family God Son afraid of anyone?"
This group of Immortal Realm Tianjiao, with sarcasm and pity on their faces, looked at the three sect coalition forces.
These three sects are completely finished.
And the fallen **** child can be regarded as kicking the iron plate.
Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!
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