Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients From the Get-Go

Chapter 223 The Fallen Holy Body Shows Its Power, Sweeping Across the Four Directions, Killing the Saints Like Killing Dogs!

The dark red blood surged through the nine heavens, like an ancient volcano erupting.

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

"What is this?" The Yaksha royal saint exclaimed.

No matter how evil Jun Xiaoyao was, he could not become a saint on the spot and become a saintly strongman in an instant.

In the shocked eyes of the crowd.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, a towering demon shadow appeared.

That demon shadow had a strong figure, long hair hanging down to his heels, a pair of eyes half-hidden by black hair, scarlet as blood, exuding a sense of frenzy.

It was the fallen holy body that Jun Xiaoyao brought out from Panwuling!

When Jun Xiaoyao brought out the fallen holy body before, he had a plan in mind.

There is something in common with the ancient holy body.

If part of his true spirit power is allowed to enter the palace of the fallen holy body, it can be controlled.

Of course, this kind of control also has limitations.

If the time is too long and the number of times is too frequent, Jun Xiaoyao's own ancient holy body may be contaminated with the evil intention and ominousness of the fallen holy body.

So it can only be used in an emergency.

And now is the right time to sacrifice it.

"This... what on earth is this, a puppet?" Some other saints of the sin clan were also shocked.

"No, this person has a surging blood and energy, and has the breath of a living person, not like a puppet."

"What the hell is this?"

Everyone on all sides was puzzled.

But the fluctuations of that saint could not be concealed.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the saint of the Yaksha royal family, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He stretched out his finger and tapped his brow.

A ball of light filled with strong soul power emerged, and then directly escaped into the palace of the fallen holy body.

In an instant, the eyes of the fallen holy body burst into three feet of blood light, as if it was activated.

"It's over."

Jun Xiaoyao and the fallen holy body spoke at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's cold and indifferent voice overlapped with the hoarse and heavy voice of the Fallen Saint, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was just like the strongest boss coming out of retreat!

Boom!

The Fallen Saint roared to the sky, his black hair was three thousand feet long, and dark red blood gushed out!

He rushed directly towards the Yaksha Royal Saint.

"We are both saints, I am not afraid of you!" The Yaksha Royal Saint also burst out with a breath and bombarded.

But the result was...

Bang!

The attack of the Yaksha Royal Saint bombarded the Fallen Saint, but did not cause any damage to it.

There was not even a bloody wound!

"This..." The Yaksha Royal Saint was stunned, and the whole person's soul seemed to be emptied.

He is a saint!

Even if it is only the early stage of the saint, this blow is enough to shatter mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

But now, it can't cause any damage to the man in front of him!

Not only him, but all the creatures of the sin race took a deep breath at this moment.

Dong Xuan Patriarch, Gu Yuan and others were also shocked.

Because this was the first time Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the Fallen Saint Body, so they also saw it for the first time.

Everyone was shocked and their scalps were numb.

But they didn't know that the Ancient Saint Body was invincible at the same level.

Even if it was a Fallen Saint Body, the strength of the physical body remained unchanged.

Since it was invincible at the same level, the attack of the Yaksha Royal Saint would naturally not cause any damage to the Fallen Saint Body.

But in contrast, the Fallen Saint Body grabbed the shoulders of the Yaksha Royal Saint with both hands.

Then...

Tear it suddenly!

Swish!

It was like tearing a piece of paper.

This Yaksha Royal Saint with a great reputation was torn into two halves by the Fallen Saint Body!

Blood rain fell!

Holy blood fell!

The world was dead silent at this moment!

That was a saint, a saint high above!

But at this moment, it was torn in half like a chicken torn by hand.

This shocking scene made everyone breathless!

The neck seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible big hands.

"Roar!"

The Fallen Saint Body was baptized by holy blood and became even more violent!

His blood-red eyes, emitting three feet of blood light, locked onto another Yaksha royal saint again.

The Yaksha royal saint didn't even have the courage to fight, and turned around to break through the air and escape.

But how could he escape the pursuit of the Fallen Saint Body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Fallen Saint Body took three steps and directly grabbed the Yaksha royal saint.

"Mercy... spare my life!" The Yaksha royal saint begged for mercy in fear.

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

Swish!

The next second, the Yaksha royal saint was also torn in half.

Next, the Fallen Saint Body did not stop, and directly killed the saints of the Heavenly Demon King Clan.

"Ah!"

"Monster, what kind of monster is this?"

"Definitely not a saint, is it the Saint King, or the Great Saint?"

Frightened voices and screams came one after another.

All the creatures of the Sin Clan were about to explode at this moment!

They were terrified, shaking like crazy!

Not to mention the ordinary creatures of the Sin Clan.

Even the saints of the Sin Clan were so scared that their souls were about to die, and their bones seemed to be frozen.

They had never seen such a terrifying existence, tearing the saints apart as if it was a joke.

Horror!

Too horrible!

"This... this... this..."

The Heavenly Demon Prince was dazed, his entire soul seemed to be pulled out.

He never expected that there was such a terrifying existence beside Jun Xiaoyao.

Killing a saint is like killing a dog!

Despair!

Endless despair, like a tide, drowned the heart of the Heavenly Demon Prince.

"You, an ant, should die too." Jun Xiaoyao casually slapped out with his palm, and the golden palm print pushed across the void and crushed the Heavenly Demon Prince.

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

He regretted not listening to Yan Rumeng's advice and returning to the fairyland earlier.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

Boom!

As expected, the Heavenly Demon Prince was slapped to death by Jun Xiaoyao in endless despair.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed the remains of the Heavenly Demon Prince and threw it to Yan Qingying.

"Devouring him, don't waste the blood of the demon god." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The blood of the demon god, he couldn't use it himself, but it was of great help to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying showed gratitude and excitement.

She first devoured the son of the fallen god, and now she devoured the prince of the heavenly demon.

If she continues to devour like this, God knows how powerful she will be in the future.

Yan Rumeng, who saw this scene, sighed deeply.

She had originally thought that if she couldn't save the prince of the heavenly demon, at least she would get the blood of the demon god.

Now, it's all in vain.

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

She was really at a loss.

"Miss, go!"

The two demon saints of the Demon God Palace also called out.

With the fallen saint body, no saint can be his enemy.

Even these two saints of the Demon God Palace can't deal with the fallen saint body.

Yan Rumeng was also very decisive. She took out a flying talisman and left directly.

"I forgot about you. This time, the sin race broke the seal, and you also contributed to it." Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two saints of the Demon God Palace.

He directly controlled the fallen saint body and killed the two saints of the Demon God Palace.

The result was no surprise.

Accompanied by two screams, the two saints of the Demon God Palace died tragically on the spot!

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