Chapter 17 My Holy Son is too wicked

"You mean you're not going to give me this face?"

A terrifying coercion permeated the space.

"Holy Son!"

"Meet the Son."

Seeing this figure, the four demon clan monks immediately bowed.

The person who came was wearing a golden robe, her face was delicate and handsome, and she had a slight feminine feeling, looking like a girl.

With a wicked laugh, the scarlet snake letter spat out of its mouth.

Demon clan, the holy son of the golden snake.

With the appearance of this figure, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

All the characters who can be called the Holy Son are the Tianjiao of the various sects, and it is even more difficult to become the Holy Son of the Demon Clan.

The demon race is brutal by nature, and there is no etiquette and morality of the human race.

Growing up in killing.

At the same time, the demon clan is not united, killing each other.

Although the Golden Snake Holy Son is only the Holy Son of one of the branches of the Demon Clan.

But it also has the realm of the sevenfold realm, plus the body of the demon race, and is born stronger than the human race.

It is difficult for ordinary Tongtian Realm Terran cultivators to compete with the demon clan in the same realm.

It is extremely unfortunate that half a month is not enough time for Huo Ling'er to break through from the late stage of Tongxuan to the Tongtian Realm.

Between the two, there is a big gap in the realm.

Worse.

With the movement here.

The rest of the demon clans wandering around were attracted one after another.

All cast ill-intentioned glances.

They are afraid of the Primordial Son, afraid of that Primordial Sword Immortal, but they are not afraid of the Primordial Sect people.

Yang Xiu suppressed the younger generation of monks in the wasteland for twenty years.

Now it's hard to find an opportunity, and the other party is not there.

You must know that the battles that occurred in the ruins between the same generations cannot be held accountable by the power of the previous generation.

How can they not behave well......

The senior brother in the previous life, is this the kind of gaze he faces?

Countless malicious eyes were cast, and Huo Ling'er not only did not feel afraid, but her gaze became more determined.

She could imagine how her brother felt.

Not understood, misunderstood, rejected, and even watched her fall into the arms of outsiders.

Thinking of this, Huo Ling'er's heart hurt even more.

Immediately, she raised her white neck, stared at the Golden Snake Holy Son in front of her, and said word by word.

"Senior brother said, all the people of Taichumen ...... Don't be dishonored!! ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The hairs stood on end.

Although the name of the Primordial Son is domineering, he is not present at the scene after all.

Between the demon race and the human race, there has always been incompatibility.

Isn't it a blatant provocation for you to mention the name of the First Son at this time?

Sure enough.

After hearing this name, the Golden Snake Holy Son's face darkened.

"Yang Xiu, it's Yang Xiu again!"

"Do you think that his name alone can suppress this holy son!!

The terrifying demonic aura suddenly rose to the sky, and the ground around it collapsed on the spot, and the void sounded.

An unprecedented aura rushed straight towards the fire spirit in front of him.

The Holy Son of the Golden Serpent was angry, and he was angry.

Because of the short moment just now, when he heard Yang Xiu's name, he really hesitated for a moment.

He was ashamed of himself at that moment.

Then he turned to the terrifying killing intent of Huo Ling'er, who made him give birth to such emotions.

If you are abolished here today, will it be difficult for Yang Xiu to kill him in the hinterland of the demon clan and seek revenge against him?

"Although it is rumored that the Primordial Holy Son has let go of his obsession, in order to prevent any changes from happening in the future."

"Or take this opportunity to let this woman die here."

A few wisps of agility flashed in Su Qingcheng's beautiful eyes who were watching from the side, the cultivation of the Golden Snake Holy Son was not as good as her, and it was easy for her to block this blow.

But why did she want to save her future rival?

"No, if Huo Ling'er dies now, Yang Xiu will not be expelled from the Primal Holy Land in the future, and he will not meet me, let alone the experience of becoming a demon path giant in the future."

Su Tingcheng's heart moved, and he was about to make a move.

Unexpectedly.

With the aura coming, a spirit jade hanging on Huo Ling'er's neck suddenly bloomed with a brilliant light.

"It's the sound transmission spirit stone given to me by my senior brother."

This vision, even the owner of the spirit jade, Huo Ling'er, did not expect it at all.

"The sword, the ancient holy product, the supreme and noble, the man and the god are worshipped, it is the ancestor of the short soldier, the weapon of close combat, and it has entered the legendary ...... with profound Taoism."

"I have a sword, move mountains, reclaim the sea, and open the sky!"

Accompanied by the man's soft recitation.

Tear and pull!

The space was torn apart by a cold light, and the first acquaintance was like a silver thread.

In just an instant, it was like a galaxy in the sky.

Everything was bleak, and the cold light that erupted from this sword made countless monks who were watching burst into tears.

Anyone who watched this sword was infected by the infinite will and had the intention of surrendering.

Look ahead.

The Golden Snake Holy Son who shot fell to his knees, his expression was extremely frightened, and he seemed unscathed.

But in the next second, dense sword marks were distributed throughout his body.

Bang!

Exploded.

It's just a sword qi imprinted on the spirit jade, the sevenfold golden snake saint son of the Heavenly Realm, pawn.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Shi Fan, who was also in the crowd, stood on end with fierce hairs, and his shrunken pupils were filled with endless horror.

I didn't expect that the Primal Holy Son would still have such a taboo on Huo Ling'er.

Once you make a move on the other side.

The sword qi sealed on the spirit jade will be cut out.

And that day, in the depths of the vast mountain range, he almost had to do it directly to this woman.

"Beast...... Beast Elder, are you sure you can shelter me under this sword? ”

Shi Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable who inhabited the ring became his only consolation.

"Probably so."

This question, even the Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable was a little confused.

Because this sword can no longer be described as an ordinary, god-level, and holy sword technique, when the other party leaves this sword qi, the sword path is infinitely close to Dacheng and touches its final path.

If the means were all together, he would be sure to block this sword, but it was difficult to say whether Shi Fan's body could withstand such terrifying energy.

Not to mention Shi Fan, even at this moment, the great powers who were outside the ruins, watching the situation, had a shocked attitude on their faces.

The overbearing in this sword made even them feel palpitations.

You know, they are all the top existences in this world.

What's even more incredible is that.

It's just that Yang Xiu is so rebellious in terms of realm breakthrough.

How to practice in the way of the sword is also so incredible.

Don't? This is what the other party gained in this retreat.

"Demon, primordial demon!"

After a brief silence, the powers outside the ruins exploded completely.

Countless people are shouting and starting to doubt life.

What's more, his eyes are torn apart, and he looks up to the sky and roars.

"Ye Qingyun, the hatred of the apprentices, the !! of the heavens"

However, they didn't know that it was only Yang Xiu who left this sword before he was reborn, and it was already so terrifying.

With such a scene, even the six elders who held the sword of the first sword immortal of the primordial couldn't help but panic a little.

For a while, these red-eyed old guys won't attack him in groups.

After all, my holy son is too wicked!!