Imperial Demon Slayer Division

The space behind Mo Ziyuan began to wriggle, and the figure of a man in black slowly emerged.

"Mr. Mo, even though that Saint Son came from the lower world, he is not someone that is easy to deal with."

After the man in black finished speaking, he handed a jade talisman to Mo Ziyuan and said

"This contains some records of what the Son of God did in the lower world. Please take a look."

Mo Ziyuan put down the teacup in his hand, took the jade talisman, and probed his consciousness into it.

After a moment, Mo Ziyuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the jade talisman in his hand with a complicated expression, and asked:

"Has the senior brother arranged for someone to go to the Holy Womb?"

The man in black shook his head slightly and whispered

"Nangong Jian did nothing, as if the Holy Son had never been here."

Mo Ziyuan exhaled slowly after hearing this and said in a deep voice

"It's my fault for being too reckless, Nangong Jian, you win"

"Clean it up"

The man in black behind him nodded, and then disappeared in the hall in an instant. With him also disappeared the attendant sent to the Holy Womb...

After the man in black left, Mo Ziyuan squinted his eyes and played with the jade talisman in his hand, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

This second brother is as thoughtful as his name suggests. No one can guess what he is thinking.

……

The next day, just after dawn, Song Juhan's angry shouting could be heard outside the Holy Palace.

"Gu Yan! Get out here!"

As soon as Song Juhan finished speaking, the figure of War Eagle immediately appeared in front of the Holy Palace, with hundreds of Holy Palace guards behind him.

"How dare you be so rude in front of the Holy Mother's Palace!"

Song Juhan recognized Zhan Ying. He was a great master in the Sainthood Realm and was born in the Sword Hall. The Sword Hall not only had outstanding combat power, but most importantly, the seven elders of the Sword Hall were all top masters from the upper realm.

The seven elders Tianshu, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang, each of them has a cultivation level far superior to that of Elder Xuchuan.

The significance of the war eagle to Gu Yan is actually not just as simple as the great power of the Saint Realm.

Elder Yuheng, one of the seven elders of the Sword Hall, is Gu Yan's protector, and he, the previous generation disciple of the Sword Hall, is the leader of Gu Yan's guards.

From Gu Che's arrangements, it can be seen that if Gu Yan relies on his own strength to gain a foothold in the Wanfa Holy Land and successfully pass the Holy Son Ceremony

Then this sword hall belongs to Gu Yan!

Song Juhan has been in the Wanfa Holy Land for many years, so he naturally knows the importance of the War Eagle. He also knows that if Gu Yan borrows the power of the War Eagle, then his position as the Holy Son will be...

Although he was afraid of Zhan Ying's Saintly Realm cultivation, Song Juhan's heart became hot when he thought about how he could easily bring down that arrogant barbarian.

Song Juhan's face turned cold, and he put on a righteous look, and said loudly to the Holy Palace:

"So what if I disrespect him? He is just a barbarian from the lower world. I humiliated him like this, but he didn't even dare to say a word."

After Song Juhan finished speaking, he looked at Zhanying and pointed at Zhanying's nose and said

"You are a powerful person in the Sainthood Realm, but you are willing to be the guard leader of a barbarian. I feel ashamed for the seven elders of the Sword Hall."

Listening to Song Juhan's insulting words, Zhan Ying's face was as gloomy as the sky that was about to rain. The aura of the great Saint Realm burst out instantly, and the terrifying aura made Song Juhan's face slightly pale.

"What did you say?"

Feeling this terrifying aura, Song Juhan secretly swallowed his saliva and said

"I say, you are a powerful person in the Saint Transformation Realm, but you are willing to be the leader of a barbarian. I feel ashamed for Elder Tianshu and others."

"court death!"

The angry War Eagle quickly raised his hand, and the Qi in his palm formed a terrifying vortex, preparing to kill the true disciple in front of him with one palm.

Just as War Eagle's palm was about to fall, a clear voice came from the Holy Womb.

"stop!"

Hearing Gu Yan's voice, Zhan Ying's falling palm quickly stopped. At this time, his palm was only an inch away from Song Ju Han's head.

If Gu Yan spoke a little slower, Song Juhan's head would explode like fireworks.

Song Juhan looked at the palm in front of him, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after swallowing hard, he quickly retreated.

At this time, the door of the Holy Palace slowly opened, and Gu Yan, dressed in green, put his hands behind his back and looked at Song Juhan indifferently.

"How dare a true disciple disrespect the Holy Son? Who gave you the courage?"

After seeing Gu Yan coming out, Song Juhan showed a trace of fear and relief on his face.

He didn't expect that the people in the Sword Hall were so murderous. Every move they made was a killing move. If Gu Yan had spoken a moment later, he would have really died on the Holy Son Peak.

"I'm asking you a question!"

Gu Yan's cold shout startled Song Juhan back to his senses.

Song Juhan pointed at Gu Yan and said

"Gu, you are just a lucky guy who got the inheritance of the Immortal Lord by chance. Other than that, what qualifications do you have to sit on the throne of the Holy Son?"

Gu Yan flashed and instantly appeared in front of Song Juhan. The distance between them was less than two fists.

All the murderous aura that Gu Yan had accumulated over the years of killing burst out in an instant.

The terrifying murderous aura soared into the sky, and also filled the hearts of everyone on Shengzi Peak.

"I ask you, who gave you the courage?"

Facing Gu Yan's murderous aura, Song Juhan was actually shocked. It took him three breaths to react.

Song Juhan, who was angry and embarrassed, looked at Gu Yan angrily and said

"Mr. Gu, you..."

Before Song Juhan finished speaking, he suddenly felt his neck tighten.

Gu Yan's five fingers were like iron hoops, tightly grasping his neck and lifting him up.

Those cold star-like eyes stared at Song Juhan's eyes and said

"I ask you, who gave you the courage?"

As Gu Yan's strength grew, Song Juhan's face slowly turned the color of liver.

Although a peak expert in the Chui Tian realm would not die from lack of oxygen, Song Juhan couldn't bear to be pinched like a dog.

Just as Song Juhan was about to attack Gu Yan, he suddenly found himself paralyzed and his Qi was sealed, unable to move.

Song Juhan looked at Gu Yan with horror and said with difficulty

"Nine Heavens...Divine...Thunder Scripture!"

After Song Juhan finished speaking, Gu Yan suddenly showed a grim smile on his face.

“I got the answer right, but there was no prize”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yan exerted force in his hand and crushed Song Juhan's neck. The thunderous true energy also destroyed Song Juhan's soul.

This disciple of the Wanfa Holy Land, who was at the peak of the Chuitian Realm, died so easily at Gu Yan's hands.

When the people brought by Song Juhan saw Gu Yan killing a true disciple so recklessly, they were so frightened that they stood still.

After seeing the reactions of these disciples, Gu Yan's brows twisted into a "川" shape and said in a cold voice:

"roll!"