Sign in at the beginning of the game Chapter 1523: Will draw the eagle bow like a full moon, the power of the Great Dipper, the fall of the Forbidden Emperor
Chapter 1523: Will draw the eagle bow like a full moon, the power of the Great Dipper, the fall of the Forbidden Emperor
After the War Demon Palace was destroyed, the turmoil in the entire Senluo Continent did not dissipate.
Because a small number of monks from the War Demon Palace escaped.
The strong men from the three major sects were also chasing after him.
All the monks in Senluo Continent know it.
If nothing unexpected happens, the War Demon Palace will definitely be destroyed.
That small group of monks could not escape the encirclement and interception of the three major sect forces.
And the reality is indeed what everyone expected.
The small group of monks from the War Demon Palace were surrounded from all sides and forced near the Dead Sea.
The Dead Sea is the most famous and dangerous place in Senluo Continent.
You cannot fly above the Dead Sea, and if you fall into the Dead Sea, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will sink completely and never come up.
Therefore, the Dead Sea can be said to be a dead end in Senluo Continent.
The monks from the three major sects were also very shrewd and deliberately blocked the escape routes in all directions, so that the monks from the War Demon Palace could only escape towards the Dead Sea.
Finally got stuck on a dead end road.
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The Dead Sea, when you look at it, is a dark ocean, and the water inside is as deep and rich as ink.
Not far away, a group of scarred monks fled here, looking at the dark ocean in front of them, their eyes showing despair.
"It's over, it's really over..."
"Those thieves from the three major sects are so cunning that they drove us to the sea of death!"
"Is my War Demon Palace really going to be destroyed?"
The eyes of these monks from the War Demon Palace all showed sadness.
As the strongest force in the Senluo Continent, wherever they go, they are not majestic and respected by all parties.
As a result, now, like a group of destitute dogs, they are driven to a dead end.
Among this group of monks, there was a blind girl wearing a black gauze skirt, slender figure, and her eyes covered by black ribbons. She was Yan Fei's sister, Yan Qingying.
Logically speaking, Yan Qingying should be extremely sad when her brother died.
But she didn't.
There was no trace of weakness or sadness on her snow-white jade cheeks.
Some are just extremely cold and hateful.
Waves of deep and cold murderous intent emanated from Yan Qingying's body, surprising the elders on the side.
Yan Qingying knew that crying and sadness were useless.
She only has one idea in her mind right now, to destroy the three major sects and kill the Son of the Fallen God!
"Hey, Qingying, I'm sorry." Several elders shook their heads helplessly.
"As long as there is a chance, as long as Qingying has a chance to survive, I will kill the Fallen God!" Yan Qingying exuded extreme murderous intent.
This dark murderous intention even gave goosebumps to several elders in the Virtual God Realm.
The dark temperament on Yan Qingying's body was simply stronger than that of Yan Fei before.
However, when talking about revenge, several elders shook their heads bitterly.
Now that even they are on the verge of death, there is no chance of revenge.
And at this moment, in the distance, there was a dense sound of breaking wind.
The densely packed figures were passing through the border like a swarm of locusts.
It is the coalition led by the three major sects.
In addition to the sect alliance, there are also some spectators from other forces around.
As well as some geniuses from the fairyland, they are trying to eat melons.
"Hey, it seems that this Fallen God Son is determined to obtain the God-Eating Demon Technique." A genius from the Immortal Realm shook his head and said.
"Who doesn't want to get it? It's a pity that the Fallen God's orders are in front of us. If we dare to pick peaches halfway, we may even lose our lives." Another fairyland prodigy said helplessly.
"That's right, the Fallen Angel Son is not a good person. Anyone who dares to offend him will be killed at will. With the support of the Fallen Angel Palace, the Fallen Angel Son has nothing to fear."
These geniuses from the lower realm of the immortal realm originally wanted to find the successor of the God-Swallowing Demon Art and get a share of the pie.
However, the Fallen Angel Son has issued an order, and anyone who dares to interfere with him will be responsible for the consequences.
The Son of the Fallen God has a great reputation in the Immortal Realm, and these geniuses in the Immortal Realm dare not provoke him.
"This fallen angel is too arrogant and overbearing. I really hope someone can cure him."
"You are overthinking. How many people in this lower realm are qualified to punish the fallen angels?"
When these geniuses of the fairyland are watching and eating melons.
The entire atmosphere at the Dead Sea has become a bit heavy and tragic.
Seeing the overwhelming crowd, the monks from the War Demon Palace clenched their fists one by one.
A tall figure exuding the aura of the holy realm stepped out.
The armor on his body was somewhat broken and stained with blood, and his face looked majestic and upright.
He is the current master of the War Demon Palace, a strong man in the middle stage of sainthood.
He glanced at the people of the three major sects and said in a cold tone: "You three major sects, are you really going to do this?"
A pale old man from Huangquan Valley walked out.
His name is Old Man Huangquan, and he is the owner of Huangquan Valley.
"Our three major sects have no choice but to obey the orders of Lord Fallen God."
"Listen to the order of the Son of the Fallen God? Don't you have any intention of destroying my War Demon Palace?" the master of the War Demon Palace sneered.
These words made Old Man Huangquan and others' eyes flash darkly.
It is impossible to say that there is no such meaning at all.
The War Demon Palace has been dominating the Senluo Continent for a long time.
The three major sects including Huangquan Valley were naturally unhappy and wanted to overthrow the hegemony of War Demon Palace.
But because of the strength of War Demon Palace, I never made up my mind.
And now, the Fallen God Son forces them to deal with the War Demon Palace, and to a certain extent, it can be regarded as making up their mind for them.
Once the War Demon Palace is eradicated, the three major sects will naturally become the new overlords of Senluo Continent.
If the fallen angels are satisfied, they might even be given some rewards.
The rewards given by the geniuses of the Immortal Realm are enough to bring the strength of the three major sects to a higher level.
This is the current thinking of the three major sects.
"Don't talk nonsense, just kill Yan Fei and hand over Yan Fei's sister." The old man Huang Quan didn't want to say more.
The outcome is already determined, so why bother talking?
"Hmph, I, a member of the War Demon Palace, would rather die than surrender and fight to the bitter end!" The master of the War Demon Palace shouted coldly and took action directly.
Rather than waiting for death, it is better to rise up and resist.
Kill one without losing anything, kill two and gain one.
Next, the war broke out again.
However, this is destined to be a battle without any suspense.
One by one, the monks from the Demon Palace were outnumbered and finally blew themselves up.
Seeing this scene, the melon-eaters from the other forces felt a little sigh.
The Demon War Palace, ranked number one in Senluo Continent, finally ended like this.
But those geniuses from the Immortal Realm had calm expressions on their faces.
In their eyes, the conquest of the forces from the lower world is like two groups of ants fighting against each other.
"You must be Yan Fei's younger sister. You'll be captured without any hesitation." Monks from three major sects discovered Yan Qingying.
Yan Qingying's slender body exuded a dark and cold aura.
And just then.
Suddenly, a holy power burst out in the far sky.
A terrifying sword light that was a thousand feet long split down from the sky.