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

The atmosphere in the air is extremely chilling.

During the period when Immortal Ancient World opened, Yan Qingying made a lot of killings.

As a descendant of the God-Swallowing Demon Art, the killing would accompany Yan Qingying almost all the time.

She even got the title of a witch.

But Yan Qingying didn't care about the reputation of the world.

She only cares about Jun Xiaoyao.

As long as she can continue to become stronger through the God-Swallowing Demon Art, she is qualified to continue to be a follower of Jun Xiaoyao.

The stronger she is, the more helpful Jun Xiaoyao is.

Yan Qingying did not want to be a burden or a vase.

She wants to be Jun Xiaoyao's right-hand man.

Therefore, Yan Qingying has been promoting herself by killing.

Of course, Yan Qingying wasn't a lunatic who would kill anyone on sight.

Yan Qingying would only kill a rival who had a dispute with her.

But even so, Yan Qingying's hands were covered in blood, but she didn't regret it.

"Yan Qingying, the poor nun will give you one last chance to devour the magic power, there is still room for recovery." Miao Wuxin said.

Her tone was so calm that it was impossible to guess whether it was true or false.

"Abolish the magic art, and then capture it?" Yan Qingying said coldly.

"There is no need to talk to her, this person has a deep demonic nature, and she has created boundless killings. Killing one of her is equivalent to saving a group of creatures, why not do it?" Himihu pretended to say.

"Yes, the saint is right!"

"That's right, the saint is still merciful. This Yan Qingying, relying on herself as a follower of the god son of the Jun family, will kill her indiscriminately, and God will not let her go!"

Those hundreds of arrogances, all supporters of Himihu, are full of reverence and praise at this moment.

The next moment, the war broke out.

Under the signal of Himehu, those arrogances took action.

Although their individual strength is not very strong, but when hundreds of them are added together, quantitative changes cause qualitative changes.

Unless it is Jun Xiaoyao, Wang Teng, Long Aotian, who have absolute strength, they can ignore the number.

Any other arrogance, even Yan Qingying, the successor of magic arts, cannot easily obliterate so many arrogances.

"kill!"

Yan Qingying's blue silk fluttered, and her temperament was like a dark slaughter queen.

The Devouring God Demonic Art came out, and many swallowing vortices emerged.

As soon as she made her move, she showed her powerful cultivation of False God Realm Great Perfection.

With this kind of cultivation, as long as they don't encounter those enchanting geniuses in the real god realm, they can be safe and sound.

But unfortunately, Yan Qingying was facing hundreds of geniuses.

Among them, the weakest ones also have the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, and there are not a few people in the False God Realm.

scoff!

Blood is splashing.

Yan Qingying's God-Swallowing Demonic Art shredded more than a dozen geniuses into pieces and refined them.

But more Tianjiao shot, the vigorous mana fluctuations are like torrents, shaking the world.

Looking at the besieged Yan Qingying, Himiko's beautiful cheeks turned indifferent.

"The ancestor of swallowing the sky should be completely dead. When Yan Qingying is killed, only the god son of the king's family will have the magic power of swallowing the gods." Humi pondered in his heart.

She even began to wonder if there was any way to target Jun Xiaoyao.

"My holy religion has inherited many immortal realms, and the background is terrifying. Although the Jun family is strong, it is not completely impossible to provoke." Himihu thought to himself.

Furthermore, in the Immortal Ancient World, killing is not taboo.

When the time comes, if Jun Xiaoyao really enters the immortal world, Hemihu might really think about it.

Just when Himyhu was thinking about the next plan, Miao Wuxin spoke up.

"Himihu, we can't take down Yan Qingying if we don't take action."

Hearing Miao Wuxin's words, Himi looked away.

It was found that although Yan Qingying was in a desperate situation of siege, she insisted on relying on the powerful swallowing and refining ability of the God-Swallowing Demon.

As soon as Yan Qingying was injured, she used the God-Swallowing Demon Technique to devour the enemy's blood and restore her body.

In this short period of time, nearly a hundred Tianjiao have fallen.

"The trapped beasts are still fighting!" Humi said coldly, and she shot.

"Holy Heaven Jade Mark!"

Bimi Huyu's palm swept out, and the rays of light flowed, making light marks out of the void, carrying powerful mana fluctuations, sweeping towards Yan Qingying.

"The Holy Maiden finally shot!" The surrounding Tianjiao was extremely excited.

On the other hand, Miao Wuxin also made a move.

"Wonderful Lotus Seal!"

Miao Wuxin squeezed the lotus seal in her hand, and a seal blasted out, and the void gave birth to blossoming white lotuses, which were extremely holy and carried the light of Buddha.

As a Buddhist girl from Xiaoxitian, Miao Wuxin's methods are also amazing.

The cultivation of their two girls is not weaker than Yan Qingying.

At the same time, Rao was Yan Qingying, and his face changed suddenly.

"Black Sky Controlling Demon Fingers!"

Yan Qingying displayed a powerful unique skill in swallowing gods and demons.

She pointed out that the black devouring magic energy gathered and turned into a pitch-black giant finger, and the fluctuations were astonishing.

"It's so terrifying, she deserves to be the successor of the God-Swallowing Demon Art. No wonder she is attracted by the god son of the Jun family!"

Feeling the fluctuation of Yan Qingying's powerful means, Tianjiao, who was watching the lively around, was also extremely frightened.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes are indeed extraordinary.

The people he chooses have their own qualities.

Boom!

The void exploded, and the mana ripples spread in all directions.

Yan Qingying Tan spit out a mouthful of blood, and her body retreated fiercely, her breath was disordered.

Yan Qingying is indeed very strong. After devouring the Fallen Angel and the Heavenly Demon Prince and others, she gained a stronger talent.

But both Himiko and Miao Wuxin are not soft persimmons either.

One is a saint of the Holy Religion, and the other is a Buddhist girl from Xiaoxitian.

The two of them joined forces, enough to suppress or even kill Yan Qingying.

"Hateful, if I can be stronger and break through to the realm of true gods..." Yan Qingying felt annoyed.

She hates herself for being too weak!

"Yan Qingying, die!" Himi called out a great trick and started again, wanting to kill Yan Qingying completely.

There was a look of joy in her eyes.

The descendant of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Ancestor will finally die in her hands.

A tick for a tick is just that.

"Hey, if you're obsessed, then don't blame the poor nun for being ruthless." Miao Wuxin also wanted to use her best move and killed Yan Qingying.

At the same time, she secretly said in her heart.

"Fahai, you can help you settle a part of this karma. As for Jun Xiaoyao, it will be broken just after you pass it, and there will be retribution in the end."

Seeing that the two women were about to kill, a group of Tianjiao around also shook their heads.

"It seems that the god son of the Jun family will have one less follower."

"If you want me to die, you can't think it's better!" Yan Qingying's blue silk was stained with a little blood, which made her even more dreary.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Yan Qingying's slaughtering temperament, she might have become a goddess in the hearts of a group of arrogances.

Yan Qingying is also urging her own magic power body, ready to fight to the death.

Of course, she also knew that this time she was more fortunate than fortune.

"It is Qingying's greatest luck to meet the son in this life, but unfortunately, Qingying can't keep up with the son's pace..."

Yan Qingying murmured in her heart.

A terrifying wave of mana is about to collide.

Yan Qingying slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

It's not that she doesn't want to resist, it's that she can't do anything about it.

However, as expected, the pain of the flesh being torn apart did not strike.

There were many exclamations in Yan Qingying's ears, as if something incredible had happened.

Then, a familiar voice suddenly rang.

"Those who dare to touch the Son of God, do you know how to write the word "dead"?"

Leisurely literature, let the mind travel!

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