The three of Huangquan Holy Son, Blood Shura, and Tianyingzi are the top Tianjiao of Huangquan Valley, Shura Gate, and Tiansha Sect.

Like the black armored youth, they are the pinnacle of the younger generation in the Senluo Continent.

"Unexpectedly, Yan Fei, the heir of the dignified War Demon Palace, turned out to be the descendant of the God Devouring Demon Skill, which is really unexpected. The Holy Son of Huangquan smiled coldly and said.

This black-armored young man, named Yan Fei, is the most outstanding Tianjiao in the current generation of the War Demon Palace.

And the blind girl is his own sister, Yan Qingying.

"I didn't expect that your three major sects would become the doglegs of the Immortal Realm Tianjiao!" Yan Fei scolded.

Hearing this, the faces of Huangquan Holy Son and the others were a little unnatural.

Although this is true, can you not call it such a bad dog?

"Hmph, how do you know the power of the Fallen Son of God, in this nether realm, no one dares to provoke the Fallen Son of God. The Holy Son of Huangquan said coldly.

"That's right, it's your honor to be favored by the Fallen Godson, so you can be caught and come with us. Tian Yingzi said the same.

"If I can survive, I must slaughter that fallen god with my own hands!" Yan Fei's dark eyes were cold.

He suddenly turned his head and said to an old man on the side: "Trouble Elder, take Qingying and leave, I'll stop you here!"

"Yan Fei, you...... Hey, okay. "That elder was also very decisive, and retreated directly with Yan Qingying.

"No...... Brother ......" Yan Qingying's face changed suddenly, and she wanted to stay, but she was still forcibly taken away by the elders.

"Qingying, you run away, leave me alone!"

After Yan Fei snorted coldly, he turned around and killed the three of Huangquan Holy Sons.

Originally, with his strength, he was only about the same as Huangquan Shengzi and others.

But at this moment, when Yan Fei raised his hand, a pitch-black vortex emerged, as if it could devour everything.

His dark eyes also exuded an aura that devoured all things.

"Sure enough, it's the Divine Devouring Demon Skill!" Huangquan Shengzi and the others were excited.

If they can catch Yan Fei and then suppress it, wouldn't they be a great hero.

When the time comes, the Fallen God Son will definitely reward them, and maybe take them to the Immortal Realm.

"Kill!"

The three Huangquan Holy Sons also made a move.

There were also some monks from the War Demon Hall who chose to stay and block the powerhouses of the three major sects.

Just when Yan Qingying had already evacuated the back mountain.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and at the same time, there were also the fearful roars of Huangquan Holy Son and others.

"Yan Fei, you are really crazy, you actually blew yourself up, and you don't even want your life!"

As this scream fell, Yan Fei blew himself up and died with the Holy Son of Huangquan and the others.

"Brother......" Yan Qingying let out a scream, her heart grief.

"Qingying, let's go!" the elder also showed a look of sadness in his eyes.

The whole battle lasted several days.

After all, the War Demon Hall was still outnumbered, except for a few people who escaped, most of the monks in the War Demon Hall fell.

Of course, the three major sects and other forces have also suffered extremely huge losses.

Even the top Tianjiao such as the Holy Son of Huangquan have fallen.

But what frightened the three major sects was that the person who fell into the gods, Yan Fei, the descendant of the god-swallowing demon skill, had already blown himself up and died.

This made the three major sects panic.

But they can only repay the price.

......

In the hall, on the throne of white bones, after hearing the news, the whole person did not say a word.

Below, the monks of the three major sects were in a cold sweat, and their legs were trembling.

"I beg my lord to spare my life, then Yan Fei wants to blow himself up, and we have no choice. The monks of the three major sects knelt down in unison.

But to their surprise, the Fallen Son did not seem to be angry.

"That's not right...... Something is wrong. The Son of the Fallen God muttered to himself.

"It is rumored that in the lower realm, there is a legend of ten sons who defy the sky, and the luck of a realm will converge on one person. ”

"It stands to reason that Yan Fei, the heir of the God Devouring Demon Skill, should be the son of the Heavens of the Senluo Continent, how could he die so easily?"

"Shouldn't he find a way to survive and get revenge on me?"

The Fallen Son was thinking.

The Fallen God Palace is also an immortal force with a deep heritage, and it knows many secrets.

As the young supreme of the Fallen God Palace, the Fallen God Son naturally knew a lot of news.

He also heard the news of the ten sons of the sky.

But did this son of the Senluo Continent die too easily?

After thinking about it slightly, the Fallen God Son said indifferently: "You said that there are still a few remnants of the War Demon Hall who have escaped?"

"Yes, that's right, there are still a small number of people who escaped, including Yan Fei's sister, Yan Qingying. The monks of the three major sects replied.

"Hmm, the sister of the heir of the god-swallowing demon skill?" the fallen god raised his eyebrows.

Then, he spoke: "Within seven days, you will find all the remnants of the War Demon Palace, especially Yan Fei's sister, you must stay alive!"

"Yes!"

The monks of the three major sects responded in unison, and then left.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong from the beginning, but that Yan Fei did also perform the God Devouring Demon Skill......

"It doesn't matter, as long as you arrest everyone related to him, everything will be clear. The Fallen God Son sneered.

Devouring gods and demons, he must get it.

Just when the entire Senluo Continent is in chaos.

In a barren mountain range, there is an ancient teleportation array filled with thick dust.

This teleportation array, which had not been activated for a long time, suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance.

Then, the void twisted, and a line of figures appeared.

It was Jun Xiaoyao and others.

Jun leisurely stepped out of the golden carriage, looked around, and asked, "Which realm is this?"

"Hui Shenzi, this should be the Senluo Continent, we want to go to the Qianlong Continent, we need to pass through this realm. Dongxuan Ancestor replied.

"In this case, then we will transfer directly to the Hidden Dragon Continent. Jun waved his hand.

At this time, the middle-aged man on the side, dressed in pitch-black armor and like a demon god, had a slightly hesitant face, with a look of wanting to say something.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked after noticing the man's expression.

On the side, Dongxuan Ancestor smiled and said: "Gongzi doesn't know, this Senluo Continent is the hometown of Brother Gu Yuan. ”

"I see. Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and then he understood why Gu Yuan showed such a look.

Gu Yuan arched his hand slightly and said: "Childe, don't hide it, Gu used to be the seventh generation hall master of the Senluo Continent and the War Demon Palace, and now that he has come to his homeland, it is inevitable that he will feel a little nostalgic." ”

"Of course, it's still the matter of Childe, and we can go directly to the Hidden Dragon Continent. Gu Yuan replied.

He didn't dare to delay Jun's trip because of his own private affairs.

"It's okay, you've been with this god for so long, it's hard, now that you've arrived in your hometown, let's go to the War Demon Hall to take a look. Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

"Thank you, Childe!" Gu Yuan arched his hand with gratitude.

Next, they set off and randomly found a monk to inquire about the location of the War Demon Temple.

However, what he asked made Gu Yuan's expression change suddenly.

"What did you say, the War Demon Temple was destroyed?"

(Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)