Taoist world

As soon as the aura of the True Level Emperor appeared, except for Ku Lao, whose face was expressionless and unaffected at all, not to mention everyone in the Earthly Boundaries, even all the creatures in the entire Xunzu Realm felt as if the power of God had descended. Fan.

In an instant, most of the creatures fell to their knees on the ground, trembling and unable to resist.

As for the eleven great demons such as Shengjun and Song Juewu, they were closest to Yuan Fan and naturally received the strongest impact.

Six of the eleven great demons immediately knelt down as well.

Shengjun, Song Juewu, Rong Xing and others gritted their teeth and persisted, trying their best not to kneel down.

However, regardless of whether they were kneeling or not, every one of them looked at Yuan Fan with a look full of awe.

This is the strength of the true emperor! Obviously, Yuan Fan had lost his patience and used the simplest and most direct method to force all the big demons to make a choice as soon as possible.

And such a strong approach also had an immediate reaction.

Among the six kneeling demons, one could not help but say with a trembling voice: "I am willing to return to my original family!"

Immediately afterwards, two more great demons also expressed their willingness to surrender.

As Liu Hao said, if you don't want to die, everyone will choose a family to submit to you sooner or later. Instead of waiting until you are marked as a slave and completely losing your freedom, it is better to take the initiative to submit now, which can be more dignified.

As the three demons surrendered, they immediately felt that the pressure covering them had disappeared.

Yuan Fan also smiled again, and with the wave of his big sleeves, he lifted up the figures of the three demons.

At this time, Ku Lao snorted coldly and also released his own aura to compete with Yuan Fan.

With one true level emperor, the monsters could no longer bear it. Now that two true level emperors showed their majesty at the same time, the remaining six great demons, including Rong Xing, completely gave up the idea of ​​competing.

Four chose to submit to the Ku Temple, and two chose to submit to the original family.

In the end, only Shengjun and Song Juewu still gritted their teeth and did not speak.

Naturally, everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

Yuan Fan said coldly: "I will give you the last three breaths. If you don't make a choice, I will kill you directly!"

The Holy Lord raised his neck and said: "Yuan and Ku, do you dare to suppress your realm to the Dharma level and fight with me?"

"Whoever of you can defeat me, I will submit to him!"

Yuan Fan sneered and said, "You think too highly of yourself. You alone are not qualified to fight with us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Fan raised his hand and pointed towards the Holy Lord.

Although Yuan Fan hopes that these demon cultivators can understand current affairs, he doesn't care if there is one more or one less.

What's more, under such circumstances, it is indeed necessary to establish authority.

Since this holy king was so ignorant of praise, Yuan Fan was naturally prepared to kill him, just in time to shock the other demon cultivators and make them give up.

How could the Holy Lord not be aware of Yuan Fan's thoughts? Facing Yuan Fan's outstretched finger, instead of being afraid, he instead sneered and held his head high.

Song Juewu's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Although he wanted to save her, he also knew that the consequences of his actions would be to die with the Holy Lord.

Therefore, she could only choose silence.

But at this moment, violent roars suddenly sounded from all directions.

"Don't kill me, the evil cultivator!"

"Whoever dares to kill me, the master of evil cultivators, will perish together with all my evil cultivators in the Ancestor-Xun Realm!"

"Protect the Holy Lord!"

It is unknown how many monks these voices came from, but when gathered together, they were endless, condensing into streaks of light visible to the naked eye, rushing straight towards the Holy Lord.

With the sound of these violent roars and the arrival of these lights, everyone was stunned.

Even Yuan Fan's finger that was about to land on the Holy Lord's eyebrows was frozen in the air.

Because, after those rays of light penetrated into the Holy Lord's body, the Holy Lord's aura suddenly increased at a crazy speed.

Although even so, the strength of the Holy Lord cannot threaten Yuan Fan, and Yuan Fan can still kill him with just one finger.

However, whether it was Yuan Fan or Ku Lao, they all recognized those lights, which were clearly the power of faith! As for those who make roaring sounds, they are naturally evil cultivators.

Neither Yuan Fan nor Ku Lao thought that this little holy king would have such terrifying prestige under the evil cultivators, so much so that they both had the power of faith.

This means that the status of the Holy King in the heart of the evil cultivator is the same as the status of the Ku Lao in the Temple of Ku.

Not to mention Yuan Fan and Ku Lao, the ten great demons who had surrendered were all stunned.

Although they have long had to admit that the Holy Lord is the master of the evil cultivator and occupies the entire evil domain, they cannot believe that the evil cultivator would respect the Holy Lord so much.

Song Juewu, in particular, widened her beautiful eyes to the extreme, with a look of confusion on her beautiful face.

Song Juewu is not an ordinary demon cultivator, nor is he an ordinary lord of a city.

She knows the Ancestor-seeking world very well and knows many unknown secrets.

And according to her understanding, in her cognition, such a situation is impossible! Even the Holy Lord himself looked shocked.

Because he is also confused! He is indeed the master of evil cultivators, but evil cultivators are a group of people who can do anything for their own benefit.

Is it possible to expect such a group of people to support themselves, especially when they are in danger, and not hesitate to yell like this and contribute their strong faith to help them fight against a true emperor?

More importantly, since the Bubble World disappeared, he went to Songyuan City and has never returned to the Evil Realm.

Those evil cultivators have never even seen their own faces. How could they know that they were in the underground realm now? How could they know that they were in danger, so that they came to support them in such a timely manner?

Yuan Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Holy Lord who was already wrapped in the power of endless faith.

He didn't think about how the evil cultivator knew that the Holy Lord was in danger. He was re-evaluating the pros and cons of killing the Holy Lord.

Since the Holy Lord can win the respect of all evil cultivators, then killing the Holy Lord may really cause chaos among the evil cultivators.

But he has already spoken out his words. If he suddenly changes his mind and does not kill the Holy Lord, not only will he fail to establish his authority, but he will also lose his face in front of people like Kumiao.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Fan sneered again: "I didn't realize that you are still so loved by others."

"I just don't know if they will still support you so much after you die!"

Yuan Fan's finger hanging in the air continued to point towards the Holy Lord.

He still decided to kill the Holy Lord to save his face.

As for evil cultivators, if they dare to cause chaos, the worst they can do is forcefully place a slave seal on them.

However, before Yuan Fan's fingers could fall, changes occurred again! "Boom!"

Above the sky, earth-shattering thunder suddenly erupted.

Huge, colorful thunderbolts appeared out of thin air and landed on the Holy Lord.

It seemed that the Holy Lord was going through a tribulation and enduring the attack of the tribulation thunder, but when he saw these colorful thunders, even Yuan Fan's expression suddenly changed.

His finger that was about to land on the Holy Lord's eyebrows stopped again and even retracted it.

Because these colorful thunders are not thunder at all, but the power of luck, which is the luck of the ancestor-seeking world.

The Holy Lord not only possesses the power of faith of a large number of evil cultivators, but also possesses the power of destiny from the Ancestor Realm.

Such a holy king can almost be regarded as half the master of the Xunzu Realm.

If you kill the Holy Lord, it will be equivalent to destroying the luck of the Ancestor-Xun Realm.

The person who takes action, along with his descendants, will be repelled by the fate of the entire Ancestor-seeking world! This made Yuan Fan dare to kill the Holy Lord again.

After killing the Holy Lord, the Ancestor-Xun world will have nothing to do with him at all.

The others were completely dumbfounded, and Song Juewu was still the most shocked! Even I may not be able to obtain the luck protection of the Xunzu Realm, but this Saint Lord can actually obtain it.

The Holy Lord looked at himself, filled with the power of faith and the power of luck. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Could it be that he was really the so-called son of destiny?

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the mind of the Holy Lord: "Holy Lord, you are well!"