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

Chapter 208 Decisive battle on the ancient battle platform of Montenegro, much attention
The matter between Jun Xiaoyao and Fallen God Child has intensified in the entire Senluo Continent.

Everyone is looking forward to this battle.

A few days later, Fallen God Son finally let go of his words, and wanted to start a decisive battle with Jun Xiaoyao in Montenegro.

Montenegro, like the Dead Sea, is a dangerous place in the Senluo Continent, full of various monsters and ancient relics.

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

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

Even a saint can't interfere with the battle situation.

As long as the warring parties enter, unless one party is completely defeated or dies, the ancient battle platform will not let them out.

It can be said that Fallen Angel chose such a place with the determination to fight with all his might.

Although Jun Xiaoyao is strong, he is not weak either.

If you start to be timid before you start fighting, then you're a fart.

Fallen God Son's move was to cut off his own way out.

Only by fighting with the back can we squeeze out our maximum potential.

If the Fallen God Son wins this battle, the benefits he will get will be endless.

"This Fallen Angel has a bit of courage."

Jun Xiaoyao, who heard the news, looked pale.

He knew that what the Fallen Son of God did was to extinguish the fear and timidity in his heart and completely cut off the way out.

It's either sublimation in the extreme realm, or it's a downfall.

"My lord, this Fallen Angel is trying to harm you, why don't you let me go." Yi Yu said from the side.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Fallen Son's battle is to step on Jun Xiaoyao's position.

No one knows what method he will use.

Yi Yu is loyal to Jun Xiaoyao and is willing to take risks for Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly and said, "The Fallen Son's target is me, and he will only fight me."

Although Yi Yu's strength is comparable to that of the descendant of the immortal force, he is enough to compete with these younger generations of Tianjiao Supreme in the Immortal Realm.

But Fallen Angel obviously won't surrender his status to fight with Jun Xiaoyao's followers.

"Spread the news, the Son of God will attend the appointment." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

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

It would be a blessing if this Fallen Angel could really bring him a little surprise.

After all, it's too invincible and boring.

The news of Jun Xiaoyao's appointment was like lighting a fuse, causing the entire Senluo Continent to explode.

The monks from all sides rushed to Montenegro.

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

All of a sudden, Montenegro, which was seldom visited by people and incomparably desolate, became extremely lively.

There are flying ancient beasts flashing across the sky, floating flying boats skimming, and ferocious beasts pulling chariots on the ground, all of whom are the pride and great figures of all parties.

But in just a few days, the entire Montenegro was densely packed with people.

Even those monsters and ancient remnants had no choice but to retreat to the deepest part of Montenegro.

After days of waiting.

In the distant sky, black clouds suddenly swept over.

Nine dark-white skeleton war horses came across the sky, pulling a chariot.

There were two men in black robes who flashed through the void and followed.

"Here we come, that fallen angel is here!" There was an uproar in all directions.

This young Supreme from the lower realm of the Immortal Realm has been extremely powerful from the moment he appeared on the stage.

Order the three major forces to destroy the War Demon Palace, and the demon power is overwhelming.

"Haven't you come yet? Do you want me to wait for him?" Fallen Angel's indifferent words came from the chariot, showing a little impatience.

Several hours passed.

Only in the distant sky can there be a golden light shining, and nine lions are pulling a golden chariot and coming from the sky.

Followed by Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, Gu Yuan, Patriarch Dongxuan and others.

And Yan Qingying, the master of the War Demon Palace, and a group of monks from the War Demon Palace all followed.

The source of the tragedy of the Battle Demon Temple is the order of the Fallen Son.

So they have to witness the end of the Fallen Angel with their own eyes.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao and others coming, Fallen God Zi stepped out of the chariot.

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

A head of gray and white long hair is very long, hanging down to the feet, and there are a pair of black and white wings on the back, entangled with yin and yang.

His pair of eyes seemed to reflect the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, which was very terrifying.

As soon as the Fallen Angel came out, he exuded a dark and chilling icy aura, which was simply suffocating.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are finally here. Today, are you ready to pay the price for your actions?" Fallen Angel said in a cold tone.

Jun Xiaoyao also got out of the chariot.

He and Fallen Angel have two extreme temperaments.

The Fallen Angel is like the god of death in hell, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, is peerless, shrouded in immortal splendor, like a banished immortal.

Many female monks from Senluo Continent present were instantly captured by Jun Xiaoyao's appearance and temperament.

"The only price I have to pay, the son of God, may be wasting a little time." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

These words made Fallen God Son's expression even more serious.

And the monks of the Battle Devil Hall looked at the Fallen Son with extreme hatred.

If there were no Fallen Sons, the War Demon Palace would not have suffered such a catastrophe.

Yan Qingying's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Fallen God Child also noticed Yan Qingying, after all, her aura is too special, different from others.

"Is it really her?" Fallen Angel thought to himself.

He had guessed before that the real successor of the God Swallowing Devil Art might not be Yan Fei.

Now, he can be sure that Yan Fei's younger sister is the real successor of the God Swallowing Demon Art.

"After defeating Jun Xiaoyao, you still can't escape from my palm." Fallen Angel's tone was cold, filled with chill.

"Why is a dead person talking so much nonsense?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

It is true that the villain died of talking too much.

"Humph……"

Fallen Angel didn't say anything, and went straight to the depths of Montenegro.

The same goes for Jun Xiaoyao.

But after a while, 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 entire arena was stained with blood, as if it was a past hero who had left blood on it.

This ancient battle platform is filled with the air of ancient vicissitudes, and the surrounding void is full of dao patterns intertwined.

If someone steps into it, it must be a life-and-death situation before it can end.

Jun Xiaoyao was very casual and stepped on it without any hesitation.

In the eyes of Fallen God Son, a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged.

His heart is not as casual as Jun Xiaoyao's.

After all, he has also heard about Jun Xiaoyao's various legendary deeds in Immortal Domain.

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

"Why, are you timid?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"You think too much, who can make me a fallen angel timid?"

Fallen God Son no longer hesitated, and stepped onto the ancient battle platform.

He didn't know that this step could be the distance between life and death.

One step, Huang Quan!

(End of this chapter)