206 Da Luo immortal bones within his body simultaneously lit up, their powers communicating with each other.In an instant, a wisp of gold mingled with the blood-colored aura appeared, swirling around...Chapter 1834: The Apocalypse Cult Witch, Wan'er, Caught a Fish

The Ancient Sorrow Domain, an incredibly vast star region.

This is the home planet of the Pagoda Holy Clan.

And at this moment, beyond this star field.

The vast Imperial army was almost completely surrounding this place.

Besides the densely packed warships, in that void's depths.

And towering figures stood one after another.

Although there are restrictions imposed by the laws of the Xuanhuang universe.

But these hazy figures still exude an aura of suppressing the sun and moon, and dominating the world.

Each one is like a god or demon that has walked out of ancient times.

As an ancient emperor clan.

The legacy of the Eight Great Clans is extraordinary.

Seeing this imposing presence, many within the Futu Saint Clan revealed eyes of shock and despair.

Before that, because there were other holy races fighting together, the Buddha Pagoda Holy Race was not intimidated, and even not afraid.

But now, with the incident involving Fu Tu Yan.

They could be said to have thoroughly offended the Zu Ling Holy Race, the Tai Xu Holy Race, and others.

Of course not, I won't help them again.

Even though the Pagoda Saint Clan's foundation is not weak, and there is also the suppression of Xuanhuang universe rules.

But facing the united four imperial clans, there is only despair.

"Damn it, that Futu Yan, he already ran!"

Within the Sacred Clan of Stupas, someone let out a furious shout.

Correct!

Within the Yun Clan Imperial Family, rumors spread that within the Futu Sacred Clan, there were treacherous and evil individuals.

Fu Tuo Yan immediately felt a sense of foreboding, his heart pounding with fear.

Later, he secretly slipped away.

After the mysterious identity of Fu Tuo Yan was exposed, he had disappeared without a trace.

This made the Stupa Holy Race quite annoyed.

This is a total slaughter of the Stupa Holy Clan.

On the Yun Clan's emperor-grade warship, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene.

In fact, from the very beginning, Jun Xiaoyao secretly targeted the Tianjiao of the Tai Xu Saint Clan and Zu Ling Saint Clan.

It's not intended to have powerful forces like the Tai Xu Holy Clan target the Fu Tu Holy Clan.

Because that's not realistic.

They have already destroyed the Past Heavenly Saint Clan, and it is impossible for them to start another civil war in the short term to deal with the Buddhist Pagoda Saint Clan.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao's purpose from beginning to end was simply to leave the Futu Holy Clan isolated and helpless.

This way, dealing with it becomes much simpler.

"From now on, it's none of my business. But I might as well take care of him while I'm at it."

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Now, the fate of the Stupa Holy Race is sealed.

But Jun Xiaoyao deliberately reminded Yunmo Ancient Ancestor and others.

Let them not reveal themselves first, things unbound by the rules of the Xuanhuang universe.

The obstruction that follows is not the Five Great Divine Clans, but the Four Directions Divine Palaces.

This war against the Buddhist holy clan has nothing to do with Jun Xiaoyao, and he has no need to intervene.

Soon, Jun Xiaoyao left alone.

Although he is an avatar conjured from Jun Xiaoyao's supernatural energy, his thoughts are synchronized, and everything is the same.

So, naturally, one could also trace the whereabouts of Futu Yan.

And at this moment, in a void outside the Gushang Territory.

A hooded figure, concealing its features, appeared.

It is precisely the pagoda-shaped Yan!

"Damn it, how could this happen Who the hell did this"

!

Fu Tu Yan's expression was grim, almost terrifying.

The eyeballs were like burning red steel balls, completely bloodshot.

Who betrayed him!

Futu Yan didn't doubt that there was anything wrong with the source he had obtained.

He wouldn't even think that the source he received was actually given by Jun Xiaoyao.

He only felt that someone was secretly investigating him, and then took advantage of this opportunity to trick him.

"By the way, I almost forgot someone!"

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Futu Yan's mind.

Ho Feng!

Besides him, Futu Yan couldn't think of anyone else.

After all, he always thought Huo Feng was strange. He had suddenly risen and defeated him.

And then, on the Xuanhuang Ancient Road, he rose to prominence. Now, he is a well-known genius.

He is the most suspect.

The Futu Yan looked cold.

He is now a bereaved dog.

The Stupa Sacred Clan is estimated to be finished.

Even if the Floating Pagoda Saint Clan were to survive, he couldn't possibly go back.

Even in the Xuanhuang universe, he couldn't show his face, or else he would attract pursuers from all directions.

Thus, my only choice is to leave the Xuanhuang Universe.

Fu Tu Yan's expression struggled.

He had never thought that one day he would be forced to leave the Profound Yellow Universe like a bereaved dog.

However, Futuoyan was not completely disheartened.

As long as he possesses this source power and the wedding dress demon technique, even in the Sea of Worlds, he can carve out a world for himself!

Just as Fu Tu Yan was scheming in his heart.

Suddenly, a slender figure in black appeared ahead.

"Who!"

The air crackled with the formidable presence of Fu Tu Yan, his expression cold and unyielding.

Now he is like a bird that has been frightened by an arrow.

"Finally found it."

A captivating, alluring voice echoed from the slender figure draped in black.

At first glance, Fu Tu Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and admiration.

The woman in black, with a blood-red mask covering her face, was tall and slender. Her skin, like smooth cream, was even more alluring against the backdrop of the black gauze.

"Who are you, young lady"

Although Futu Yan had always been obsessed with women, he wasn't a fool.

Especially at this juncture, the appearance of this woman seems even more suspicious.

"Rest assured, I have no ill intent towards you. In fact, I am here to help."

The woman in black said.

"Help me"

Fu Tu Yan showed a hint of suspicion.

"I am the witch of the Apocalypse, you can call me Wan'er."

A woman named Wan'er said.

"Cult of the Apocalypse"

Fu Tu Yan was a little confused.

After all, he was a person from the Xuanhuang universe and didn't understand the doomsday cult outside the realm.

Waner also explained it a little bit.

After hearing this, Futu Yan was somewhat shocked.

Cult of the Apocalypse, Demon Sovereign's Origin, Heir...

This series of truths took even Fu Tu Yan by surprise.

Could I actually be... the inheritor of the legendary Demon Lord's lineage

Although he didn't know how powerful the Demon Lord was, based on what Wan'er described, he must be someone who stood at the pinnacle of the world.

And I, unexpectedly, received the inheritance of this person.

"I, Fu Tu Yan, am truly a person of destiny!"

Futu Yan couldn't help but show a smile of delight.

He was still plotting just moments ago, figuring out how to leave the Xuanhuang Universe and survive in the Realm Sea.

Unexpectedly, members of an apocalyptic cult have come to recruit him now.

And who knows, perhaps someday he will become a true Demon Lord, ruling over the End Times Cult!

As soon as he thought of this, Futu Yan couldn't help but show a hint of excitement.

Then he looked at Wán'er again.

I have to say, this is a stunner!

Fu Tu Yan's obsession with beauty is obvious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried to steal Huo Feng's sister, Huo Ling, before.

"Thank you, Miss Wan'er, for your help. When I achieve something in the future, I will never forget you."

Fu Tu Yan smiled.

< Sensing the veiled gaze of Fu Tu Yan. >

Beneath a blood-red mask, Wan'er furrowed her delicate brow.

She truly doubted whether this Futu Yan was really the successor of the Demon Lord.

Big heart, vision, strength, ability, you name it, they lack it all.

And he stared at her with such a blatant look.

To be honest, if Futu Yan wasn't carrying the power of a Demon Lord within her, she would never associate with someone like this.

"Alright, no time to waste, let's go."

Wan'er said.

Fu Tu Yan nodded.

And just a short while after they disappeared.

In the void, a white-clothed Jun Xiaoyao appeared.

He wore a thoughtful expression.

"Interesting, originally I wanted to fix the issue with Fu Tu Yan this tool person."

But unexpectedly, I caught a fish instead.

"What a pleasant surprise..."my formation!”The Eighteenth Ancestor is very pleased with your freedom and ease, sir.At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed as he said, "Ancestors, Xiaoyao has an unrequited request.""He said," E...