Chapter 200: The Fallen God Palace, the Fallen God Son, Capturing the Son of Heaven, the Successor of the Devouring God Magic

Just when the war broke out in Qianlong Continent.

One of the ten lands in the lower world, Senluo Continent.

Unlike other continents, this continent is full of the survival law of the fittest.

The strong live and the weak die, there is no justice and reason.

It is precisely because of this that this continent has become a famous place of filth and chaos in the lower world.

Many strong men who committed heinous crimes in other continents can only escape to Senluo Continent in the end.

The strong can live comfortably in Senluo Continent, but the weak are very miserable.

At this moment, somewhere in Senluo Continent, in a dark and cold hall.

A young figure sat on the white skull throne.

He was surrounded by black mist and his face could not be seen clearly.

A long gray-white hair fell to the ground, and behind him grew a pair of strange black and white wings, surrounded by yin and yang energy.

Although his face was blurred, his pupils seemed to contain the terrifying scene of the bloodshed of immortals and the fall of gods and demons, which was frightening.

He sat on the bone throne calmly, exuding an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

On both sides of the bone throne, there was also a black-robed man, exuding the pressure of the holy realm.

And below, there was a group of monks from the Senluo Continent.

The leaders of several powerful forces also gathered here.

Among this group of people, an old man in a blood-robed robe stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said carefully: "My lord from the fairyland, I wonder what important matter you called us here for?"

This old man in a blood-robed robe came from Huangquan Valley.

Huangquan Valley is one of the top forces in the Senluo Continent.

They were all evil people who ate people without spitting out bones, but in front of this lord from the fairyland, they could only bow their heads and submit.

Those monks who were dissatisfied before have now become cold corpses on the ground.

"I heard that you found the trace of the successor of the Devouring God Demon Art?" The young man sitting on the bone throne tapped the armrest with his fingers and said indifferently.

"Yes... We just got the news not long ago that the successor of the Devouring God Demon Art seems to be the Tianjiao of the Battle Demon Palace." The blood-robed old man said hurriedly with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Very good, he finally showed up. It's not in vain that I have been in this continent for so long." The young man chuckled and said.

"Huangquan Valley, Shura Sect, Tiansha Sect, I order you to destroy the Battle Demon Palace and capture the successor of the Devouring God Demon Art for me." The young man said.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the three major sects all changed color.

A middle-aged man from the Tiansha Sect couldn't help but stand up and said: "My Lord of the Immortal Realm, the Battle Demon Palace is the most powerful force in the Senluo Continent. Even if our three sects go together, we will suffer great losses and almost fight for our lives."

However, just as the Tiansha Sect man finished speaking,

Beside the white-bone throne, a man in black robe directly stretched out his hand and slapped him into a pulp.

"Who else opposes my decision or doesn't want to obey?" the young man said slowly.

"No... I dare not..." The people from the three major sects were sweating coldly.

There are also saints in the Battle Demon Palace.

Even if the three major sects joined forces to capture the Battle Demon Palace, they would probably suffer heavy losses.

However, the young man from the Immortal Realm did not suffer any losses.

But the situation was stronger than the people, so they had to bow their heads.

A man from the Shura Sect asked with a stiff upper lip: "May I ask the adults in the Immortal Realm, now in the Senluo Continent, there are also other Tianjiao from the lower realms of the Immortal Realm who are paying attention to the descendants of the Devouring God Demon Art."

"If they stop it and want to compete..."

The man didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.

They are all from the Immortal Realm, who can they offend?

Hearing this, the young man on the white-bone throne laughed.

It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He said slowly: "Don't worry, no one dares to go against me in the ten lands of the lower realm."

"If there are really blind guys who want to stop me, you only need to say six words."

"Fallen God Palace, Fallen God Son!"

After the six words fell, a terrifying murderous demonic aura swept out!

Even below, some strong men with higher cultivation than the young man felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.

Fallen God Palace, Fallen God Son!

They who stayed in the lower realm did not know the weight of these six words.

But in the fairyland, the Fallen God Palace is a powerful force with terrifying and boundless foundation.

It is rumored that this lineage is one of the sources of demon cultivation in the fairyland, and the inheritance is ancient.

Fallen God Son, as one of the most outstanding geniuses of the Fallen God Palace in the contemporary era, his words are not just bragging.

In the ten lands of the lower realm, there are really few geniuses who dare to go against the Fallen God Son.

"Yes, I will do it right away."

The people from the three major sects bowed and left, their bodies were soaked with cold sweat.

Obviously, this young man from the fairyland has an amazing status, far stronger than those ordinary lower world prodigies.

After the people from the three major sects left.

The Fallen Son of God leaned on the white bone throne and murmured to himself: "At the beginning, the Devouring God Magic of the Devouring Heaven Demon Ancestor caused a catastrophe in the fairyland. In the end, the Devouring Heaven Demon Ancestor was besieged and seriously injured, and finally disappeared. The Devouring God Magic Art was lost."

"I thought the Devouring God Magic Art was really extinct. Now I think that it should be that the Devouring Heaven Demon Ancestor did not want his magic art to be cut off, so he forced himself to come to the lower world in the last time of his life, and then left behind the Taoism."

"With my talent, if I can obtain the Devouring God and Demon Art, I, the Fallen Son of God, will be the leader of the younger generation of the Immortal Realm!"

The Fallen Son of God smiled.

Everything is under his control.

In this Senluo Continent, no one from the Immortal Realm dares to go against him, the Fallen Son of God.

In the following days, the army led by the three major sects also rushed to the Battle Demon Palace.

Along the way, some Tianjiao from the Immortal Realm also noticed something wrong, and stepped forward to ask questions based on their status in the Immortal Realm.

As a result, when they heard the six words "Fallen God Palace" and "Fallen Son of God", all the Tianjiao from the Immortal Realm retreated with a look of fear and did not dare to make things difficult.

This gave the cultivators of the three major sects a clear understanding of the identity of the Fallen Son of God.

In Senluo Continent, no one dared to challenge the authority of the Fallen Son of God.

This gave the cultivators of the three major sects confidence.

Holding this thigh tightly may also be an opportunity.

Under such circumstances, the coalition led by the three major sects had an unimpeded path and launched a surprise attack on the Battle Demon Palace.

The Battle Demon Palace, as the strongest force in the Senluo Continent, was attacked, but naturally had to fight back.

"Hand over the heir of the Devouring God Demon Art, or I will destroy your Battle Demon Palace!"

"The Lord of the Fallen God of the Fallen God Palace in the Immortal Realm has said that if you hand over the heir of the Devouring God Demon Art, I may spare your life!"

The flames of war were raging, and the smoke was everywhere. The strong men of the three major sects were shouting.

"You bastards, you want me to surrender to the Battle Demon Palace, it's impossible!" The strong men of the Battle Demon Palace shouted coldly.

In this chaotic situation, a young man in black armor, with a blind girl and some other masters of the Battle Demon Palace, rushed towards the back mountain of the Battle Demon Palace.

The blind girl, wearing a tight black gauze skirt, had a slender figure, a beautiful face, extremely white skin, and black hair draped over her shoulders.

The most special part of her body is her eyes.

Because she is blind, she is covered with a black ribbon.

"Brother, go quickly, don't worry about me." The blind girl said.

"Qingying, don't talk nonsense, I will take you away. One day, I will make these three major sects and that fallen god son pay the price!"

The black armored young man's tone was as cold as frost, with hatred.

His eyes were as scary as black holes!

This young man is the successor of the Devouring God Magic Art!

At this moment, a dense crowd of figures suddenly appeared in the sky ahead.

Three young geniuses stood in the front, with surging breath.

"Huangquan Saint Son, Xue Shura, Tianming Son..."

The black armored young man swept his eyes across the sky, his face icy.