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

Huangquan Shengzi, Xue Shura, and Tianmingzi are the top talents of Huangquan Valley, Shuramen, and Tiansha Sect.

Like the youth in black armor, they are the pinnacles of the younger generation of Senluo Continent.

"I didn't expect that Yan Fei, the descendant of the dignified Battle Demon Hall, was actually the descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art. It's really unexpected." Holy Son Huang Quan said with a cold smile.

This black-armored youth, named Yan Fei, was the most outstanding genius of the War Demon Palace.

And the blind girl was his sister, Yan Qingying.

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

Hearing this, Huang Quan Shengzi and the others' faces were a little unnatural.

Although this is true, can you stop calling the dog leg so ugly?

"Hmph, how do you know the power of Lord Fallen Child, in this lower realm, no one dares to provoke Lord Fallen Child." Holy Child Huang Quan said coldly.

"That's right, it's your honor to be seen by Lord Fallen God Child, you can capture it without your hands, and come with us." Tian Mingzi said the same.

"If I can survive, I must kill 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 beside him: "Trouble elder, take Qingying away, I will block here!"

"Yan Fei, you...hey, okay." The elder was also very decisive, and immediately retreated with Yan Qingying.

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

"Qingying, run away, leave me alone!"

After Yan Fei gave a cold drink, he turned around and killed the three of Huang Quan's holy sons.

Originally, with his strength, he was only similar to Huang Quan Shengzi and others.

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

His dark eyes also exudes an aura that devours all things.

"Sure enough, it is the God-Swallowing Demon Art!" Huang Quan Shengzi and others were excited.

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

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

"kill!"

The three of Huangquan Shengzi also shot.

There are also some monks from the War Demon Temple 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 was the fearful roar of Huang Quan Shengzi and others.

"Yan Fei, you're 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 perished with Huang Quan Shengzi and others.

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

"Qingying, let's go!" The elder also had a look of grief in his eyes.

The whole battle lasted for several days.

After all, the Temple of War Demons was still outnumbered. Except for a few people who escaped, most of the monks in the Temple of War Demons fell.

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

Even the top geniuses such as Huangquan Shengzi have fallen.

But what made the three major sects terrified was that the person whom the Fallen Son wanted, Yan Fei, the successor of the Devil's Swallowing Art, had actually blown himself up and died.

This made the three sects feel uneasy.

But they can only bite the bullet and return.

...

Inside the palace, on the Throne of White Bones, after the Fallen Angel heard the news, he didn't say a word.

Below, the monks of the three major sects were sweating coldly, and their legs were shaking.

"I beg your pardon, then Yan Fei is going to blow himself up, and we have no choice." The monks from the three major sects knelt down in unison.

But to their surprise, the Fallen Angel didn't seem to be enraged.

"No...something's wrong." The Fallen Angel muttered to himself.

"It is rumored that in the lower realm, there are legends of the Ten Heaven-defying Sons, and the luck of the realm will all converge on one person."

"It stands to reason that Yan Fei, the descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art, should be the Son of Heaven-defying Son of the Senluo Continent. Why did he die so easily?"

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

The Fallen Angel was thinking.

The Palace of the Fallen Gods is also an immortal force with deep roots and knows many secrets.

As the young Supreme Being of the Fallen God Palace, the Fallen Angel naturally knew a lot of news.

He also heard about the news of the Ten Heaven-Defying Sons.

However, is it too easy for the Son of Heaven from the Senluo Continent to die too easily?

After thinking for a while, the Fallen Angel said indifferently: "You said, there are still a few remnants of the War Demon Temple who have escaped?"

"Yes, that's right, a few people escaped, including that Yan Fei's younger sister, Yan Qingying." The monks from the three major sects replied.

"Huh? The younger sister of the descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art?" The Fallen Angel raised his eyebrows.

Then, he opened his mouth and said: "You are limited to find all the remnants of the War Demon Hall within seven days, especially that Yan Fei's sister, you must stay alive!"

"Yes!"

The three sect monks responded in unison, and then left.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong from the beginning, but that Yan Fei did indeed use the God-Swallowing Demon Technique..."

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

Swallowing the Gods and Demons, he must get it.

Just when the entire Senluo Continent was in chaos.

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

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

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

It is Jun Xiaoyao and others.

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

"Back to God, this should be Senluo Continent. We need to pass through this realm to go to Qianlong Continent." Ancestor Dongxuan replied.

"Is that so, then we will transfer directly to Qianlong Continent." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was dressed in jet-black armor and looked like a demon, had a slightly hesitant expression on his face, with a look of hesitating to speak.

"Are you okay?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed the man's expression and asked.

Ancestor Dongxuan smiled and said, "Young master doesn't know, this Senluo Continent is the hometown of Brother Gu Yuan."

"So that's the case." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, only then did he understand why Gu Yuan showed such an expression.

Gu Yuan slightly cupped his hands and said, "Young master, to be honest, Gu used to be Senluo Continent, the seventh-generation palace master of the War Demon Temple, and now he has come to his homeland, it is inevitable that he has some feelings."

"Of course, we still focus on the matter of the young master. We can go directly to Qianlong Continent." Gu Yuan replied.

He didn't dare to delay Jun Xiaoyao's itinerary because of his personal affairs.

"It's okay, you've been with this God Son for so long, and it's considered hard work. Now that you're in your hometown, let's go to the War Demon Palace and take a look." Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.

"Thank you, son!" Gu Yuan cupped his hands with gratitude.

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

However, what he asked about suddenly changed Gu Yuan's expression.

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