Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 208: The decisive battle on the ancient battle platform of Montenegro is highly anticipated
The matter of Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen God Child has intensified throughout the entire Sun Luo continent.
Everyone is looking forward to this battle.
A few days later, the fallen **** son finally let go of his words, and wanted to start a decisive battle with Jun Xiaoyao in Montenegro.
Black Mountain, like the Dead Sea, is a dangerous place in the Sun Luo Continent, full of various monsters and ancient relics.
It is rumored that there is an ancient battle platform stained with blood in the depths of Montenegro.
Anyone who steps into it and starts a decisive battle will not be disturbed by the outside world.
Even saints cannot interfere with the battle.
As long as the two warring parties go in, unless one party is completely defeated or died, the ancient battle platform will not let them out.
It can be said that the fallen **** child chose such a location, originally he was determined to fight with all his strength.
Although Jun Xiaoyao is strong, he is not weak.
If you start to be timid before a fight, then you'll fart.
The purpose of the fallen son is to cut off his own future.
Only by fighting against the water can we squeeze out the greatest potential.
If the fallen **** son wins this battle, the benefits he will get are endless.
"This fallen **** child is also a bit courageous."
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale when he heard the news.
He knew that this move of the Fallen God had extinguished the jealousy and timidity in his heart, and completely cut off his back.
Either the extreme sublimation, or the desolate fall.
"My son, this fallen **** wants to disadvantage you, or let me go." Yi Yu said from the side.
Everyone with a discerning eye knows that in this battle of the fallen **** child, he wants to step on Jun Xiaoyao to the top.
No one knows what methods he will use.
Yi Yu is loyal to Jun Xiaoyao and is willing to take risks for Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao faintly shook his head and said: "The goal of the fallen **** is me, and he will only fight with me."
Although Yiyu's strength is comparable to the heirs of the immortal forces, it is enough to compete with the young tianjiao supreme of the fairyland.
But the fallen **** child obviously won't surrender himself and fight with Jun Xiaoyao's entourage.
"Spread the news, this **** son will attend the appointment." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
He came all the way, and there were many battles, big and small.
If this fallen **** child can really bring him a little surprise, it would be a blessing.
Too invincible after all, and very boring.
The news of Jun Xiaoyao's appointment was like igniting a fuse, causing the entire Senluo continent to completely explode.
The monks of all forces rushed to Montenegro.
There are also many Tianjiao from the fairyland, who are also leaving, can't wait to witness this battle between the young supreme of the fairyland.
For a time, Black Mountain, which was originally rare and desolate, became extremely lively.
There are ancient flying beasts flashing in the sky, floating boats swiftly, and there are fierce beasts on the ground pulling carts. They are the arrogances and great figures of all forces.
However, in just a few days, the entire Montenegro was crowded with people.
Even the monster beasts and Primordial Relics had no choice but to retreat to the deepest part of Black Mountain.
After several days of waiting.
In the distance, black clouds suddenly swept over the sky.
The white skeletal war horse of Jiu Head Forest, pulling a chariot across the sky.
Two men in black robes flashed through the void on the side, and followed.
"Here, the fallen **** child is coming!" The Quartet caused an uproar.
This young supreme from the lower realm of Immortal Territory, from the moment he appeared, he was extremely strong.
Order the three major forces to destroy the Demon Hall of War, and the magic power is overwhelming.
"You haven't come yet, do you want me to wait for him?" In the car, the fallen god's indifferent words appeared a little impatient.
Several hours have passed.
The golden light flashes in the sky. Nine lions are pulling the golden cart and stepping into the sky.
Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, Gu Yuan, Dongxuan Patriarch and others followed.
Also Yan Qingying, the Lord of the War Demon Hall, and a group of monks from the War Demon Hall all followed.
The source of the tragedy of the War Demon Temple is the command of the Fallen God.
So they have to witness the end of the fallen son.
Seeing the arrival of Jun Xiaoyao and others, the fallen **** child stepped out of the chariot.
He is surrounded by black mist, his face is blurred.
The long gray hair is very long, hanging straight to the feet, and there are a pair of black and white wings on the back that surround the yin and yang.
His eyes seemed to reflect the scene of the corpse mountain and blood sea, very terrifying.
As soon as the fallen **** child appeared on the stage, he exuded a dark and solemn cold air, which was suffocating.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are finally here, today, are you ready to pay the price for your actions?" The fallen **** son said coldly.
Jun Xiaoyao also got out of the car.
He and the fallen **** son have two extreme temperaments.
The fallen **** child is like the death **** of hell, exuding coldness and killing.
And Jun Xiaoyao is peerless in white, shrouded in celestial glory, like a banished fairy.
Many female monks from the Sun Luo Continent were immediately captured by Jun Xiaoyao's appearance and temperament.
"The only price this **** son has to pay is probably wasting a little time." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.
These words made the face of the **** fall even more calm.
The cultivators of the War Demon Temple looked at the fallen **** child with extreme hatred.
If there is no Fallen God, the War Demon Temple will not suffer this catastrophe.
Yan Qingying's eyes are even more murderous.
The fallen **** child also noticed Yan Qingying, after all, her aura was too special, different from others.
"Is it really her?" The Fallen God thought to himself.
He had speculated before that Yan Fei might not be the true successor of God Swallowing Devil Art.
Now, he can be sure that this Yan Fei's sister is the true successor of the Devil Swallowing Technique.
"When you have defeated Jun Xiaoyao, you still can't escape from my palm." The Fallen Godzi's tone was cold and filled with chill.
"A dead person, why is there so much nonsense?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.
The villain died of talking too much, and it was true.
"Huh..."
The Fallen Godzi said nothing, and went straight to the depths of Montenegro.
The same goes for Jun Xiaoyao.
After a long time, they came to the depths of the Black Mountain, and many other monks who watched the excitement also followed.
But in the depths of Montenegro, there is an ancient arena covered in dust.
The whole ring is stained with blood stains, like the supreme masters of the past, leaving blood on it.
This ancient battle platform is filled with ancient vicissitudes of life, and the void around it is interwoven with Dao patterns.
If someone steps into it, it will definitely end with a life-and-death.
Jun Xiaoyao is very casual, without any hesitation, he directly stepped on ~IndoMTL.com~ In the eyes of the fallen god, a scene of corpses and a sea of blood emerged.
His heart is not as casual as Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, he has also heard about the various legendary deeds of Jun Xiaoyao in Xianyu.
It's impossible to say you don't care at all.
"Why, are you timid?" Jun Xiaoyao's mouth raised a faint smile.
"You think too much, who can make me timid?"
The fallen **** child stopped hesitating and stepped onto the ancient battle platform.
He didn't know that this step might be the distance between life and death.
One step, Huang Quan!
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