Chapter 208

In the whole land of Senluo, the affairs of Jun Xiaoyao and yinshenzi are becoming more and more serious.

Everyone is looking forward to this war.

A few days later, the falling God son finally said that he wanted to have a decisive battle with you in Heishan.

Like the dead sea, Heishan is a dangerous place in the Senluo continent, which is full of all kinds of monsters and Archaean relic species.

It is said that in the depths of Heishan, there is an ancient battle platform stained with blood.

As long as anyone steps into it and launches a decisive battle, he will not be disturbed by the outside world.

Even saints can't interfere with the war.

As long as the belligerents enter, the ancient platform will not let them out unless one side is completely defeated or dead.

It can be said that the choice of such a place is the determination to fight with all one's strength.

Although Jun Xiaoyao is strong, he is not weak.

If you start to be timid before you fight, you fart.

This is to cut off his own way.

Only by fighting back and forth can we exert the greatest potential.

If the war is won, the benefits he will get will be endless.

"It's a bit daring, too."

Jun Xiaoyao, who got the news, looked pale.

He knew that the act of falling into God was to extinguish the fear and timidity in his heart and completely cut off the way back.

It's either the sublimation of the polar realm or the fall of the sky.

"Young master, this crazy son wants to do harm to you. Let me go." Yi Yu said in one side.

People with a clear eye all know that the war of falling into God is to step on the emperor's carefree position.

No one knows what he will do.

Yiyu is loyal to you and willing to take risks for you.

Jun Xiaoyao lightly shook his head and said: "the target of falling God son is me, he can only fight with me."

Although Yiyu's strength is comparable to that of the immortal descendants, he can compete with Tianjiao, the younger generation of Xianyu.

However, it is obvious that he will not surrender himself and fight with the emperor's carefree followers.

"Spread the news, and the son of God will keep the appointment." You are carefree and indifferent.

He came all the way, and there were many battles, big and small.

It would be a blessing if he could be surprised.

After all, it's so invincible and boring.

The news of Jun Xiaoyao's appointment, as if it had ignited a fuse, made the whole land of Senluo explode completely.

The monks from all sides rushed to Heishan.

There are also many Xianyu Tianjiao, who are also leaving. I can't wait to witness the battle between the young and the supreme in Xianyu.

For a time, the originally rare and desolate Black Mountain has become extremely lively.

There are flying ancient animals in the sky, flying boats flying in the sky, and fierce beasts pulling chariots on the ground. All of them are the pride of heaven and great men of all forces.

But in a few days, the whole black mountain was crowded with people.

Even those monsters and archaic relic species had to retreat to the deepest part of Heishan.

After a few days of waiting.

In the distance, black clouds suddenly swept in.

Nine white skeleton horses, pulling a chariot across the air.

On one side, there are two black robed men who flash into the void and follow.

"Here it is. Here comes the fallen son!" There was an uproar in all directions.

This young supreme from the lower realm of the immortal realm, from the first appearance, he was incomparably strong.

Order the three forces to destroy the war evil hall, the magic power is towering.

"Haven't you come yet? Do you want me to wait for him?" In the chariot, there was a little impatience in his indifferent words.

A few hours passed.

Only in the distant sky can the golden awn twinkle. Nine lions pull the golden chariot and step into the sky.

Along with Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, Gu Yuan, Dongxuan Laozu and others.

There are also Yan Qingying, the master of the war demon hall, and a group of monks of the war demon hall, who are all following.

The source of the tragedy of the war demon hall is the command of the fallen son of God.

So they will witness with their own eyes the end of the fall of the son of God.

Seeing the arrival of Jun Xiaoyao and others, daoshenzi stepped out of the chariot.

He was surrounded by black mist and his face was blurred.

A long gray white hair is very long, straight down to the foot, behind a pair of black and white wings, wind around the Yin and Yang.

His a pair of eyes, as if reflecting the scene of a sea of corpses, very terrible.

As soon as the fall God son appears, it sends out a cold breath of darkness and coolness, which is suffocating.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you finally come. Today, are you ready to pay the price for your actions?" The tone of falling God son is icy.

You Xiaoyao also came out of the chariot.

His temperament is like two extremes.

Like the God of death in hell, the son of fallen god exudes a cold and murderous spirit.But the gentleman is carefree, then the white clothing is peerless, the immortal splendor is shrouded, like banishing the immortal person.

Many nuns on the Senluo continent were captured by Jun's carefree appearance and temperament in an instant.

"The only price that Ben Shenzi has to pay is probably a waste of time." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

This words let fall God son's face, more calm.

The monks in the war demon hall, however, looked at the fallen son with extreme hatred.

If it had not fallen, the war demon hall would not have suffered this disaster.

Yan Qingying's eyes are full of killing.

After all, her breath is too special and different from others.

"Is it really her?" The son of God thought in his heart.

He had guessed before that the real inheritor of swallowing God magic skill might not be Yan Fei.

Now, he can be sure that Yan Fei's sister is the real descendant of swallowing God magic skill.

"When you beat Jun Xiaoyao, you still can't escape from my palm." Daoshenzi's tone was cold and filled with coldness.

"A dead man, why is there so much nonsense?" Jun Xiaoyao raised her eyebrows.

It is true that the villain died of many words.

"Hum..."

Without saying anything more, daoshenzi went directly to the depths of Heishan.

So is Jun Xiaoyao.

However, after a long time, they came to the depths of Heishan, and many other monks who watched the scene also followed.

But in the depths of Heishan, there is a dust laden ancient arena.

The whole arena is stained with bloodstains, as if it were the great heroes of the past, leaving blood on it.

The ancient battle platform is filled with the spirit of ancient vicissitudes, and the void around it is interwoven with lines.

If someone stepped into it, it must be divided into a life and death, in order to end.

Jun Xiaoyao was very casual, without any hesitation, he stepped on it directly.

In the eyes of daoshenzi, there is a sea of corpses emerging.

His heart, however, is not as casual as Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, he has heard of all kinds of legendary deeds of Jun Xiaoyao in Xianyu.

It's impossible to say that you don't care at all.

"Why, timid?" Jun Xiaoyao, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you think too much, who can make me scared?"

No longer hesitant, the fallen god son stepped on the ancient battle platform.

But he did not know that this step might be the distance between life and death.

One step, netherworld!

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