c.Before, the Fallen God Daughter was slain by Jun Xiaoyao in the mortal realm.Now, the Dark Son has been killed by Jun Xiaoyao again.The Fallen God Palace's contemporary heroes, they are already bald...Blood-red Qi and blood surged through the nine heavens, like an eruption of a volcano from ancient times.

And with the eruption of dark red blood, there was also a terrifying fluctuation of the holy realm.

"What is this" the Yaksha King's saint exclaimed in surprise.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao is incredibly talented, it's impossible for him to become a saint instantly. He can't just become a powerful saint overnight.

Amidst the astonished gaze of the crowd.

Before Jun Xiaoyao stood a towering demonic shadow.

That demonic figure was powerfully built, with long hair cascading down to his feet. His eyes, half-hidden by his black hair, were blood-red and radiated a sense of wild frenzy.

It was the Fallen Holy Body brought out from Panwuling by Jun Xiaoyao!

When Jun Xiaoyao brought out the Fallen Saint Body before, he had already made up his mind.

Ancient Sacred Physique, there are similarities.

If some of his true spiritual power were to reside within the Fallen Saint's Divine Palace, then he could be controlled.

Of course, there are limitations to this kind of control.

If the duration is too long, or the frequency is too high, Jun Xiaoyao's own ancient sacred body might be tainted by the demonic intent and ominous aura of the fallen sacred body.

Therefore, it can only be used as a temporary measure.

And now, the time is right to bring it forth.

"This… what exactly is this thing, a puppet" The rest of the Saintly beings from the Sin Clan were also shocked.

"No, this has a monstrously high qi. It's alive, not like a puppet."

"What the heck is this"

All four sides were puzzled.

But that saintly aura was undeniable.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Saint of the Yasha Clan, a smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He extended his finger and tapped it on his brow.

A ball of energy brimming with potent soul power materialized and then immediately vanished into the Fallen Sacred Body Divine Palace.

Instantly, the fallen saint's eyes blazed with three feet of blood light, as if activated.

"It's over."

Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen Saint Body, unexpectedly spoke at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's aloof and cold voice, mixed with the hoarse and heavy voice of the Fallen Holy Body, created a sense of indescribable pressure.

It's like the strongest boss has just cleared customs!

Boom!

The Fallen Holy Body let out a deafening roar, its black hair stretching for three thousand zhang, dark red qi and blood gushing forth!

He charged directly at the saint of the Yasha King's clan.

"Same as a saint, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The Night Demon King's saint also burst out with a powerful aura and attacked.

But the result was...

Boom!

The attacks of the Night Demon King's saints slammed into the Fallen Holy Body, causing no damage whatsoever.

Not even a scratch!

"This..." The Yasha King's saint froze, his entire being as if emptied of its soul.

He is a saint!

Even at just the early stage of a saint, this blow would be enough to shatter mountains and rivers.

But now, it cannot cause the slightest harm to this person before me!

Not only him, but all the creatures of the guilty race were drawing in a sharp breath of cold air at this moment.

Eastern Xuan Ancestor and Gu Yuan and others also had expressions of astonishment.

Because this was Jun Xiaoyao's first time summoning the Fallen Saint Body, it was also their first time seeing it.

Everyone was horrified, their scalp tingling.

But they don't know, the ancient sacred body, invincible at the same level.

Even a fallen holy body, its physical strength remains unchanged.

Since he was invincible among his peers, the attacks of the Yasha King Clan's saintly beings naturally couldn't inflict any damage on the Fallen Holy Body.

But conversely, the Fallen Saint Body seized the shoulders of the two sides of the Night Demon King Clan Saints with both hands.

Then...

Suddenly ripped!

Whoosh!

Like tearing a piece of paper.

The renowned Night Demon King's Saint, was torn in half by the fallen Holy Body!

Blood rain pouring!

Holy blood spills!

Heaven and Earth, in this moment, are silent!

That was a saint! A lofty saint indeed!

But at this moment, it was like being ripped apart by a chicken, torn in half.

This shocking scene left everyone breathless!

The neck felt as if it were being constricted by an invisible hand.

"Roar!"

The Fallen Holy Body, baptized by holy blood, becomes even more ferocious!

His blood-red eyes, spewing three feet of bloody light, once again locked onto another Night Demon King's saint.

That nightmarish king, even a saint of his kind, didn't even have the courage to fight. He turned and was about to flee through the void.

But how can one escape the pursuit of the Fallen Saint Body

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Fallen Holy Body took three steps forward, directly seizing the Night Demon Royal Clan Saint.

"Spare... spare my life!" The Night Demon King's saint let out a terrified plea.

But the Fallen Holy Body, being controlled by Jun Xiaoyao at this moment, how could he possibly spare these sinful clans.

Sizzle!

The next second, this night demon royal saint was also torn in half.

Next, the fallen Holy Body did not stop and directly charged towards the saints of the Heavenly Demon King Clan.

"Ah!"

"Monster, what kind of monster is this"

“Definitely not a saint, could it be Saint King, or the Great Sage”

Screams, shrieks, echoing back and forth.

All the creatures of evil, their scalps must be bursting right now!

All over in goosebumps, shaking uncontrollably like someone possessed!

Let alone ordinary criminals.

Those so-called holy men of the wicked clan were now trembling with fear, their souls nearly extinguished. Their very bones seemed to have turned to ice.

They had never seen such a terrifying being, tearing apart saints as if it were child's play.

Terrifying!

That's terrifying!

"This... This... This..."

The Heavenly Demon Prince stood rooted to the spot, his entire being as if drained of its essence.

He never expected that there would be such a terrifying presence beside Jun Xiaoyao.

Despair!

Endless despair, like a tidal wave, engulfed the Heavenly Demon Prince's heart.

"You, a mere ant, should die." Jun Xiaoyao casually struck out with his palm, a golden palm print sweeping across the void, crushing towards the Heavenly Demon Prince.

At this moment, the Heaven Demon Prince finally regretted it.

He regretted not listening to Yan Rumeng's advice and returning to the Immortal Realm sooner.

But in this world, there is no medicine for regret.

As expected, the Heavenly Demon Prince was killed by a palm strike from Jun Xiaoyao in the face of endless despair.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed the remains of the Heavenly Demon Prince, tossing them to Yan Qingying.

"Devour him, don't waste the demon god bloodline." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The demonic bloodline, he couldn't use it himself, but it was very helpful to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying showed expressions of gratitude and excitement.

She first devoured the Fallen God's Daughter, and now she has consumed the Celestial Demon Prince.

If this continues, who knows how powerful she could become in the future.

And seeing this scene, Yan Rumeng sighed deeply.

She also thought, if she couldn't save the Heavenly Demon Prince, at least she could get the demon god's bloodline.

Now, completely empty.

Not only that, but Yan Rumeng was also "offended" by Jun Xiaoyao.

She got totally ripped off.

"Miss, run!"

The two demon saints of the Demon God Palace also issued a call.

With the Fallen Saint's body present, no saint could stand as his equal.

Even the two Saints of the Yao Shen Palace couldn't handle the Fallen Holy Body.

"As a matter of fact, I had forgotten about you two. This time, the crime clan's breaking of the seal also has your contribution." Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two Holy People of the Demon God Palace.

He directly controlled the Fallen Holy Body and charged towards the two Saintly people of the Demon God Palace.

The result was also without any suspense.

With two screams, the two Saint-level cultivators of the Yao Shen Palace died on the spot!

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