Chapter 212: The son of the fallen **** fell, Yan Qingying's transformation turned into a moth

The Fallen Godzi's all kinds of hole cards can be said to be 100% of his strength.

But it still couldn't hurt Jun Xiaoyao anything.

This makes people extremely desperate.

The fallen **** child does not say that he can compete against Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if it just caused Jun Xiaoyao to be injured, at least he could be mentally balanced.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even have any injuries on his body, which was desperate.

The strength of the two is not at the same level at all, and Jun Xiaoyao is simply crushing the whole process.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the general trend of the Fallen God is gone, and the outcome is doomed.

The power of the six reincarnation fists is surging, as if pulling people into reincarnation and crushing them into powder.

The surrounding space was shattered by six vortexes of reincarnation.

And the fallen **** child, in such an offensive, his body was broken again, and blood splashed out, extremely embarrassed and miserable.

At this moment, the eyes of the fallen **** child finally showed a ray of fear.

That's right.

As the top descendant of the Fallen God Palace, he has never known what a fearful Fallen God is. At this moment, he is finally afraid!

It is hard to imagine that the fallen **** child with indifferent and cruel disposition would show this expression.

Seeing the color of indifference in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Shenzi Fallen's heart sank.

He knew that Jun Xiaoyao had murderous intent on him.

"Jun Xiaoyao, do you really dare to kill me?" The Fallen God Son couldn't help but roar.

"You seem to be stupid by these words, why don't you dare?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

"I'm the descendant of the Fallen God Palace, if you really kill me, the Fallen God Palace will not let go." The Son of Fallen God had no choice but to show the background.

Jun Xiaoyao even shook his head and smiled sarcastically.

This method of changing your background if you can't beat it is really ignorant.

This threat may be effective for others.

But to Jun Xiaoyao, it seemed ridiculous.

Is it necessary to be afraid of falling into the palace?

At least Jun Xiaoyao felt unnecessary.

He punched again, completely defeating the fallen god.

The fallen **** child wanted to sacrifice some magic weapons, but he was desperate to find that this ancient battle platform also restricted the means.

No means of cheating can be displayed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The fallen **** child couldn't help but roar up to the sky, his gray hair dancing wildly, his anger and depression was about to vomit blood.

He really hates it!

It's like digging a hole and jumping in!

"Jun's son, stop!" The two black robe saints couldn't help but shout.

They couldn't get involved in the battle, they could only stare outside in a hurry.

"You are presumptuous!" The ancestors of Dong Xuan, Gu Yuan and others also scolded them, erupting in the cultivation of the holy realm, and confronted the two black robe saints.

Jun Xiaoyao completely defeated the fallen **** child and completely lost the power to resist.

However, Jun Xiaoyao left the fallen **** child with a sigh of relief and did not directly kill him.

"What's the matter, is it possible that the **** son of the Jun family is going to show mercy?" Some Immortal Tianjiao suspicious.

"You think too much, is he such a person with the previous style of the Jun Family God Son?" Some other Tianjiao shook their heads.

The fallen **** child obviously understood that Jun Xiaoyao would not let him go.

But now, he left the fallen **** child with a breath.

And at this time, the void lines around the ancient battle platform also began to dissipate.

Because the outcome is divided.

"The son!" The two black robe saints couldn't help but make a move.

But it was blocked by the ancestor Dongxuan and Gu Yuan.

Yan Qingying turned into an afterimage, flashing towards the ancient battle platform.

"Leave it to you, his life, let you end it." Jun Xiaoyao directly threw the fallen **** son who was beaten into a dead dog to Yan Qingying.

The death of Yan Qingying's brother Yan Fei was actually attributed to the fallen **** son.

Falling into the gods is Yan Qingying's obsession.

This obsession will have an impact on Yan Qingying's Taoism.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want his followers to see a crack in Dao Xin.

Therefore, he left the fallen **** child with a sigh of relief, let Yan Qingying solve it, and cut off the obsession.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Blood poured out of the fallen god's mouth, but his expression was full of grief and anger.

If he was killed by Jun Xiaoyao, even though it was a tragedy, at least he would not be considered degraded.

After all, the person who killed him was the strongest arrogant of Xianyu.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao wanted a girl from the lower realm to end his life.

This is simply a humiliation to the fallen **** child!

"Fallen God, when I gave orders casually and caused my brother's death, I am afraid I would never have thought that I would have such a result, right?"

Yan Qingying's eyes were as cold and deep as Ye Xing.

"If Jun Xiaoyao hadn't intervened halfway, I would have got everything!" Fallen Godzi's eyes were bloody.

He didn't beg for mercy or anything, because he knew it was impossible.

"Then go to death, pay for my brother's life!" Yan Qingying shot.

A pitch-black swallowing vortex emerged, like a pitch-black grinding disc, shattering everything.

"What, that girl is the inheritor of God Swallowing Devil Art!?"

After seeing Yan Qingying's move, countless people around were exclaiming.

Some Xianyu Tianjiao also thoroughly understood why Jun Xiaoyao would behave like that.

Because he wants to completely subdue the descendants of God Swallowing Demon Art!

"Hey, now I finally understand the gap between myself and the son of the Jun Family."

"The son of the Jun family is not only extremely powerful, but also extremely intelligent, and he was prepared to subdue the power of the Devouring God."

"In contrast, the fallen **** son is not unjustly defeated." Many Tianjiao sighed.

The fallen **** child's fragmented body was drawn into the swallowing whirlpool.

Even the true spirit in the shrine could not escape the fate of being swallowed.

That kind of pain was tens of thousands of times more painful than Ling Chi.

In the end, the Fallen God's whole person was swallowed up.

The flesh and blood essence was transformed into pure energy, refined by Yan Qingying.

Her breath also began to skyrocket steadily, reaching the state of return.

At the same time, behind Yan Qingying, energy began to gather, and then turned into a pair of black and white wings.

"That's... Wings of Fallen Heaven!" everyone exclaimed.

Isn't that the special physique of the fallen **** child?

How did it appear to Yan Qingying?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't have too many accidents when he saw this.

As Yan Qingying is the successor of God Swallowing Demon Art, it is obvious that her reliance cannot be only God Swallowing Demon Art.

Presumably her physique is a little special, very suitable for absorbing various energy attributes, so she was selected as the heir of the **** swallowing magic art.

At this moment, Yan Qingying wore a long black dress, with a slender figure. A pair of black and white fallen wings spread out behind her, circling yin and yang.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a beautiful fallen angel.

Has begun to take on a somewhat young and supreme appearance and momentum.

I believe that it will not be long before Yan Qingying will catch up with the younger generation of Xianyu and become a powerful follower of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Qingying, thank you son for your great kindness, eternal life and loyalty to son!"

Yan Qingying knelt down on one knee to Jun Xiaoyao~www.readwn.com~ her beautiful eyes like a night star, with determination.

At the same time, there was a faint wisp of admiration hidden deep in the eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hands, suppressed the fallen god, and avenged her.

Who can not love such a man?

Yan Qingying is afraid that she will become Jun Xiaoyao's bitch.

And the two black-robed saints completely sank their hearts.

The big man in the fairyland fell into the palace, I am afraid that he will really be angry.

At the same time.

In the Wild Heaven Immortal Territory, where the Fallen Temple was located, there was a voice of supreme roar.

"Who is it!" Recommended reading: "Reading 2013"

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