Chapter 204 The seventh generation palace master came to help, old man Huang Quan was in panic, what is the Fallen Son of God?

The thousand-foot blade was so powerful that it split the sky in half.

At the same time, along with the blade, there was a cold shout like a demon.

"The scum of the three major sects should be killed today!"

As the voice fell, the thousand-foot blade fell from the sky.

This blade killed nearly one-third of the cultivators of the three major sects!

Blood splattered, and broken limbs flew!

Wails and screams were endless!

This sudden blade stunned everyone, and they stood there like a log.

Old Man Huangquan and others were even more numb and their hair stood on end.

Although he was also a saint, he was only in the early stage of sainthood.

That blade made Old Man Huangquan feel like he was facing death.

"Who is it!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were cast.

A middle-aged man wearing black armor and with a temperament as cold as a demon came in the air.

He held a blood-red sword in his hand, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, sweeping over the old man Huangquan and others.

"Saint!"

Many cultivators exclaimed.

Even in the fairyland, saints are not everywhere, let alone in the lower world.

And who is this saint who suddenly appeared, and why does he want to help the Battle Demon Hall?

Just when everyone was confused.

The remaining cultivators in the Battle Demon Hall opened their eyes wide, with extreme surprise.

How come this man who appeared looks so much like the hall master they worship in the Battle Demon Hall?

There are statues of the hall masters of the Battle Demon Hall in all generations, standing in the Battle Demon Hall, so they recognized him so quickly.

The Battle Demon Hall Master, with a trembling look in his eyes, also said with disbelief: "Is it... the seventh generation hall master?"

As soon as this was said, all directions fell silent.

The seventh generation master of the Battle Demon Hall was a famous ruthless man in the Senluo Continent.

In his era, the Battle Demon Hall was at its most glorious.

But later, the seventh generation master disappeared without a trace. Some people said that he had ascended to the fairyland.

And now, this man who suddenly appeared was actually the seventh generation master?

"How... how is this possible?" Old Man Huangquan and others were a little surprised, and a huge wave of shock was set off in their hearts.

In the era where Gu Yuan was, they were just a group of minions.

"I didn't expect that the three small sects back then could do such a thing now." Gu Yuan's eyes were extremely cold.

Hearing this, Old Man Huangquan's heart sank completely.

There is no doubt that this saint who suddenly appeared was the seventh generation master of the Battle Demon Hall.

But the people of the three major sects couldn't figure out why the seventh generation master would appear now by chance.

"Hiss... It's that ruthless guy. He came down from the fairyland?" Some other monks who were watching the excitement took a deep breath.

The name of the seventh-generation hall master Gu Yuan is well known in Senluo Continent.

Those geniuses in the fairyland have never heard of Gu Yuan. There is a hint of pity in their eyes.

"What's the use of this so-called seventh-generation hall master coming? Do you dare to stop him?"

"That's right. Even if he is a saint, he will not have a good ending if he offends the son of the fallen god."

These geniuses in the fairyland do not think highly of Gu Yuan.

Strength and realm are only part of it.

Identity and background are equally important.

Although Gu Yuan is a saint, he is a saint from the lower world after all. Would he dare to provoke the son of the fallen god?

When the War Demon Hall Master and others thought of this, the joy and excitement on their faces decreased a lot.

Old Man Huangquan also thought of it at the same time.

The panic and surprise on their faces disappeared, replaced by a calm and indifferent look.

Old man Huang Quan said slowly: "Seventh generation Palace Master, I didn't expect you to show up, but do you know whose order we obeyed to destroy the War Demon Palace?"

Gu Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness and said: "No matter who you obey, today, not to mention your three major sects, even the people behind you must die!"

"Bold, you dare to disrespect the Lord Fallen Son of God!" Old man Huang Quan shouted.

And at this moment, a warm, plain and indifferent voice sounded.

"What is the Fallen Son of God?"

As the voice came out, a lion roar shook in the distance, and a nine-headed lion pulled a cart.

Patriarch Dongxuan, Yi Yu and others followed closely.

"Another saintly strongman?" The monks of the Senluo Continent around them were shocked again.

However, the eyes of those fairyland geniuses fell on the nine-headed lion pulling the cart.

"The nine-headed lion is pulling the carriage. Could it be that person..." Some of the immortal domain's geniuses looked at each other and saw the shock in both of their eyes.

If the Fallen Son of God made them fearful and dreadful.

Then that person is someone they can only look up to. He is not from the same world at all.

"Huh? Who are you?" Old Man Huangquan raised his eyebrows.

The saintly aura exuded by the Dongxuan Patriarch once again made Old Man Huangquan's heart tremble slightly.

This saint actually looked like a follower.

When Gu Yuan saw Jun Xiaoyao coming, he also bowed and said, "The young master is here."

"What!"

Seeing Gu Yuan's actions, all the cultivators in the Senluo Continent were speechless.

Gu Yuan, the seventh-generation hall master who was famous and left a legend in the Senluo Continent, actually became someone else's servant?

The cultivators of the Battle Demon Hall were also completely confused.

This was completely inconsistent with their imagination of the seventh-generation hall master who was high above.

Yan Qingying raised her fair and pretty face.

Although she was blind, she still looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

What kind of person is he who can be called a young master by such a powerful person as the Seventh Generation Palace Master?

Can he be compared with the Fallen Son of God?

Seeing this situation, the immortal domain geniuses around were suddenly shocked.

How could they not know who was sitting in the carriage?

One by one, the immortal domain geniuses came forward and bowed, saying: "Greetings, Son of God!"

Such a scene really shocked the cultivators of Senluo Continent.

They had never seen these arrogant immortal domain geniuses show such awe and worship.

Now, even the old man Huangquan was shocked.

Even a fool could see that the person in the carriage was not only an immortal domain genius, but also seemed to be of extremely noble status.

Because before, these immortal domain geniuses, even when they heard the name of the Fallen Son of God, only showed a little fear.

But now, they took the initiative to step forward and salute.

The difference is huge.

"Is it necessary to go through so much trouble? Just kill them directly. It's ridiculous to use the Fallen Son of God as a shield!"

In the carriage, Jun Xiaoyao's voice was full of contempt.

"Yes!"

With Jun Xiaoyao's support, Gu Yuan was completely relieved.

He chopped at the old man Huangquan with a knife.

"No... You can't do this. Lord Fallen Son of God will not let you go!"

Old man Huangquan fought hard and screamed in fear.

However, his words attracted the sarcasm of the immortal domain geniuses.

"What a fool! What does the Fallen Son of God mean to the Jun Family Son of God?"

"That's right. In terms of status, who has the Jun Family Son of God ever been afraid of?"

This group of immortal realm geniuses looked at the coalition of the three major sects with sarcasm and pity on their faces.

These three major sects are completely finished.

And the Fallen Son of God has also hit a wall.