The Holy Lord-level powerhouse who attacked Jun Xiaoyao was a middle-aged man in black robes with a gloomy face.

But on his head were two bloody goat horns.

In some Shaman legends, the goat is a symbol of the devil.

This is a powerful Saint Lord of the Abyssal Demon Clan.

Although the Yuan Demon Clan is not a royal family, they are still the top generals under the royal family.

Foreign forces and races are stacked like a pyramid and are hierarchical.

Slave clan, general clan, royal clan, top royal clan, quasi-imperial clan, immortal imperial clan.

It can be said that even the creatures of the general clan have an average combat power that is higher than that of monks in the fairyland.

As for the royal family, imperial family, etc. above, there is no need to say more.

"'Seeds' like you need to be cut off!"

The Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Clan, with a cold expression, suppressed Xiang Jun Xiaoyao.

He knows very well how evil the seed-level people in the Immortal Realm are.

If he is allowed to grow, he will at least be a great emperor in the future.

There will be a great threat to foreign lands.

"Stop him quickly!"

Meng Zhan saw this and shouted loudly!

Although Jun Xiaoyao had fought against a quasi-supreme figure in the original imperial city.

But in the eyes of everyone, it does not mean that Jun Xiaoyao can truly defeat the Quasi-Supreme.

They believed that Jun Xiaoyao could only fight against the Quasi-Supreme Master reluctantly.

The Holy Lord-level powerhouses from foreign lands are much more powerful than those from the same realm.

Compared with the quasi-supreme in the fairyland, it is probably not much different.

So Meng Zhan naturally doesn't want Jun Xiaoyao to be in danger.

On the Meng family team's side, several holy masters wanted to take action, but they were temporarily stopped by the holy masters from the foreign land.

Meng Zhan and another quasi-supreme were also dragged by Snake Yaksha and couldn't be separated at all.

"Jie Jie, this seed of your immortal realm is about to perish." Snake Yaksha spit out the snake letter and said with a cold smile.

Meng Zhan's face turned cold.

He could only hope that Jun Xiaoyao could delay for a while, waiting for them to be free to rescue.

"It seems no one is here to save you." The Holy Lord of the Yuan Demon Tribe locked eyes on Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out his big hand, and wanted to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

"Who are you? You are so ordinary, yet so confident."

It is foolish to measure Jun Xiaoyao's strength by his realm.

Although the Holy Lord from the foreign land is more powerful than the Holy Lord from the fairyland.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was just like that.

With his talent and cultivation strength, if he still can't surpass the level and kill the Holy Lord, then he will be in trouble.

"court death!"

The palm of the Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Clan was like a piece of black sky pressing down.

He is a mighty Holy Lord, but he is still called ordinary?

This is too distressing.

"Jun Xiaoyao." Lingyuan glanced at Jun Xiaoyao.

I don't know why, but I feel a little nervous in my heart.

Is there even a hint of wanting to help?

"It's the evil fate of hundreds of generations that is causing trouble again." Lingyuan suppressed her thoughts.

Logically speaking, when she saw Jun Xiaoyao in danger, she should be gloating about his misfortune.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao is a thorn in her side, a thorn in her flesh, and her mortal enemy.

But now, there is no such feeling at all.

"He wants to die in the hands of the ancient emperor, not in the hands of foreign creatures."

Lingyuan found a reason for herself.

Then, she activated the Holy Body of Emperor Wa, a terrifying aura erupted, and her green hair danced wildly. Like a beautiful female fairy king, she raised her palm and was about to kill the Holy Lord of the Yuan Demon Clan.

But the next moment, Ling Yuan paused.

But when I saw Jun Xiaoyao's body trembled, his energy and blood surged across the sky like a long dragon!

The immortal immortal body of Daluo is activated!

Within the body, every cell is like a square world vibrating, bursting out with vigorous power!

The power of two hundred and sixty Sumeru worlds drives it!

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and clenched his fist, and unleashed the Kunpeng Boundless Divine Fist with extremely crushing power!

A punch collided with the suppressed palm of the Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Tribe!

Rumble!

The void was shattered, the waves of mana surged, and some scattered stars around were instantly shattered into ashes!

Bang!

The sound of explosion sounded!

But when the Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Clan screamed, the arm he stretched out was directly smashed to pieces by Jun Xiaoyao's punch!

Dead silence!

Absolute silence!

Even in the midst of this cruel fighting, some Meng family members and foreign creatures couldn't help but look at Jun Xiaoyao with shock.

Jun Xiaoyao can instantly kill foreign creatures of the same level, and they recognize it.

After all, he is a seed-level figure in the Immortal Realm.

but……

The person taking action now is a Holy Lord level powerhouse!

And it is a foreign land saint lord that is stronger than the ordinary fairy land saint lord!

But one of his arms was blown off by Jun Xiaoyao!

"You... what kind of monster are you!" The Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Clan's expression was distorted, and he was extremely shocked!

Even a strong man like him was shocked to the extreme.

Even if he is the genius of their foreign royal family, he may not be so fierce, right?

Jun Xiaoyao struck again, with powerful sword intent surging.

In the surrounding void, jasper-like grass blades rippled and stretched.

As the blades vibrated, the monstrous sword energy surged, as if it could cut down an alien star!

Grass character sword technique!

The Holy Lord of the Abyss Demon Clan was surrounded by grass-character sword energy.

An unprecedented sense of death enveloped his mind.

The Holy Master of the Abyss Demon Clan would never have imagined that this sense of death was actually brought to him by a young man from the Immortal Realm.

"Shu Zi, don't be so arrogant!" The Holy Lord of the Yuan Demon Clan looked fierce and angry.

The two blood-colored horns on his head actually detached directly and turned into two blood-colored heavenly swords, slashing towards the grass-character sword energy.

The bloody magic light is surging.

"The secret curse of Mahamudra!"

The Holy Lord of the Abyssal Demon Clan used his other intact arm to perform his ultimate move.

He knew that this young man could no longer use common sense and could only use absolute force to kill him with one move!

Jun Xiaoyao closed his five fingers, and the grass-shaped sword energy in the surrounding void also closed directly, and he cut out thousands of swords in an instant.

The bloody flying sword turned into a ram's horn immediately shattered!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed the six reincarnation fists again, and various reincarnation runes splashed, as if there were six ancient universes, crushing towards the Holy Lord of the Yuan Demon Clan.

Plus the power of two hundred and sixty Sumeru worlds.
To be continued...