Chapter 5479: Son of Destiny

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As soon as the real-rank emperor's breath appeared, except for the bitter old face and expressionlessness, it was not affected at all, let alone the people in the courageous place, even all the creatures in the entire ancestor-seeking realm, all felt like the heavens descended Fan.
In an instant, most of the creatures were already kneeling directly on the ground, trembling all over, unable to resist.
As for the eleven great monsters including Shengjun and Song Juewu, who were the closest to Yuan Fan, they naturally received the strongest impact.
Of the eleven great monsters, six immediately knelt down.
Shengjun, Song Juewu, Rongxing and others clenched their teeth and tried their best not to kneel down.
However, it wasn't about kneeling or not kneeling, every gaze they looked at Yuan Fan was full of awe.
This is the strength of the true emperor!
Obviously, Yuan Fan had already lost his patience and directly used the simplest and most direct method to force all the big monsters to make choices as soon as possible.
And such a strong approach also reacted immediately.
Among the six great demons who knelt down, there was already someone who couldn't help but tremble and said, "I am willing to belong to the original family!"
Immediately afterwards, two other big demons also expressed their willingness to submit.
As Liu Hao said, if you don't want to die, everyone will choose a family to submit. Instead of waiting until the end of the slave mark and completely losing freedom, it is better to submit yourself now, and be more decent.
As the three demons reconciled, they immediately felt that the coercion covering them had disappeared.
Yuan Fan also smiled again, and under the waving of his big sleeves, he lifted the figure of the Three Demons.
But at this time, Ku Lao let out a cold snort, and also released his own breath, fighting against Yuan Fan.
A true-ranked emperor, the demons could no longer bear it, and now the two true-ranked great emperors showed their majesty at the same time, and the remaining six great demons, including Rongxing, completely gave up the idea of ​​contending.
The four chose to submit to the suffering temple, and the two chose to submit to the original home.
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: "Give you the last three breaths, and if you don't make a choice, I will directly obliterate you!"
The sage raised his neck and said: "For those with the original name and the bitter name, dare you to suppress the realm at the law level and fight with me."
"If any of you can defeat me, I will submit to whom!"
Yuan Fan said with a sneer: "You look too high on yourself, and you don't have the qualifications to fight us at all."
When the voice fell, Yuan Fan had already raised his hand and pointed towards the holy monarch.
Although Yuan Fan hoped that these demon cultivators could understand the current affairs, he did not care about one more or one less.
What's more, under this situation, Liwei is indeed needed.
Since this holy monarch is so ignorant of exaltation, Yuan Fan naturally prepared to kill him, just to frighten the other demon cultivators and make them desperate.
How could Shengjun not know Yuan Fan's thoughts, facing Yuan Fan's outstretched fingers, instead of fearing, he sneered and held his chest high.
Song Juewu's complexion was uncertain. Although she wanted to save her, she knew that the consequences of her actions were nothing more than dying with the holy monarch.
Therefore, she could only choose silence.
But at this moment, a violent roar suddenly sounded from all sides of the earth's gall.
"Don't kill me the master of evil cultivators!"
"Who dares to kill my evil cultivator, all my evil cultivators will die with this ancestor-seeking world!"
"Protect the sage!"
These sounds, I don't know how many cultivators' mouths originated, but they are infinite when gathered together, condensed into a ray of light visible to the naked eye, and rushed toward the holy monarch.
With the sound of these violent roars, and with the arrival of these lights, everyone was stunned.
Even Yuan Fan's fingers that were about to fall on the center of the saint's eyebrows were frozen in the air.
Because, after those rays of light had submerged into the body of the sage, the aura of the sage was rising at a crazy speed.
Even so, the strength of the holy monarch could not threaten Yuan Fan, and Yuan Fan wanted to kill him, it was still a matter of a finger.
However, whether it was Yuan Fan or hard old, they all recognized the light, which was the power of faith!
As for those who roar, naturally they are evil repairs.
No one thought that Yuan Fan and Ku Lao would have such a terrifying prestige under the evil cultivation that this little holy monarch would give birth to the power of faith.
This means that the position of the holy monarch in the heart of Xie Xiu is the same as the position of the bitter old man in the bitter temple.
Not to mention that Yuan Fan and Ku Lao waited, the ten big demons who had already surrendered were all dumbfounded.
Although they had to admit that the holy monarch was the master of the evil cultivation and occupied the entire evil realm, they couldn't believe that the evil cultivation society respected the holy king so much.
Especially Song Juewu, her beautiful eyes widened to the extreme, and that beautiful face showed a dazed look.
Song Juewu was not an ordinary demon cultivator, nor was he an ordinary master of a city.
She knows this ancestor-seeking world very well and knows many secrets that are not known.
According to her understanding, in her cognition, such a situation is impossible!
Even Shengjun himself was shocked.
Because he is also at a loss!
He is indeed the master of evil cultivation, but evil cultivation is a group of people who can do anything for their own benefit.
Counting on such a group of people to support yourself, especially when you are in danger, you will not hesitate to yell so much, contribute a strong power of faith, and help yourself to fight against a true emperor, is it possible?
More importantly, since the bubble world disappeared, he went to Songyuan City and never returned to the evil realm.
Those evil cultivators have never even seen their own face, how can they now know that they are in the earth, how can they know that they are in danger, so that they can support themselves in such a timely manner?
Yuan Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the holy monarch who had been wrapped in the power of endless faith.
He didn't think about how Xie Xiu knew that the saint was in danger, he was re-evaluating the pros and cons of killing the saint.
Since the holy monarch can win the respect of all evil cultivators, killing the holy monarch might really cause the evil cultivator's judgment.
But he had already said his words, and now if he suddenly changed his mind and didn't kill the holy monarch, then he would not only fail to establish his prestige, but also lose face in front of the people like Ku Miao.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Fan sneered again: "I didn't see it, you are still so loved by others."
"I just don't know, after you die, they will support you like this!"
Yuan Fan's fingers hanging in the air continued to point towards Shengjun.
He still decided to kill Shengjun to protect his face.
As for the evil cultivator, if he dared to judge the chaos, the big deal would be to force a slave mark.
However, before Yuan Fan's finger falls, the change will start again!
"Boom!"
Above the sky, a thunderous sound suddenly broke out.
A series of huge colorful thunders appeared out of thin air and landed on the holy monarch.
It seemed that the holy monarch was crossing the robbery and was under the attack of the thunder, but seeing these colorful thunders, even Yuan Fan's complexion changed suddenly.
His fingers, which were about to fall on the center of the saint's eyebrows, stopped again, and even retracted them.
Because these colorful thunders are not thunders at all, but the power of luck, which is the luck of this ancestral world.
The holy monarch not only possesses a large amount of power of faith for evil cultivation, but also possesses the power of luck for ancestor seeking.
Such a holy monarch can almost be regarded as the half master of this ancestor-seeking world.
If you kill the holy monarch, it is tantamount to destroying the luck of the ancestral world.
The person who shoots, together with his descendants, will be even more repelled by the luck of the entire ancestor-seeking world!
How could Yuan Fan dare to kill Saint Monarch again?
Killing the holy monarch, this ancestor-seeking world has nothing to do with him.
The others were even more dumbfounded, still the most shocked by Song Juewu!
Even if you are yourself, you may not be able to obtain the protection of the luck of the Ancestral Realm, but this holy monarch can actually obtain it.
Shengjun looked at him with the power of faith and the power of luck. For a while, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Could it be that he is really the so-called Son of Destiny?
But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Shengjun's mind: "Shengjun, don't come here without problems!"