Chapter 1819: Demoness of the Doomsday God Sect, Wan'er, fished out a fish

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Gushang Domain, an incomparably vast star domain.

Here was the location of the ancestral star of the Futu Sacred Clan.

And at this moment, outside this star domain.

The grand Imperial Clan army almost surrounded this place tightly.

Besides the dense warships, in the depths of the void.

There were also towering figures standing.

It was the supreme strong experts of the Yun Imperial Clan, Dantai Imperial Clan, Eastern Imperial Clan, and Ancient God Imperial Clan.

Although there were heaven and earth rule restrictions of the Xuanhuang Universe.

But these blurry figures still revealed an aura that suppressed the sun and moon and shook the universe.

Each one was like a god or demon walking out of the ancient times.

As an ancient Imperial Clan.

How could the foundation of the eight great Imperial Clans be ordinary.

Seeing this momentum, within the Futu Sacred Clan, many clansmen had looks of horror and despair in their eyes.

Before, because there were other Sacred Clans fighting together, the Futu Sacred Clan wasn't afraid, and didn't even fear.

But now, this matter of Futu Yan happened.

They could be said to have offended the Ancestral Spirit Sacred Clan, Taixu Sacred Clan, etc., to death.

Naturally, they wouldn't help them anymore.

Even if the Futu Sacred Clan's foundation wasn't weak, plus there was the Xuanhuang Universe rule suppression.

But facing the joint efforts of the Four Great Imperial Clans, they only had despair.

"Damn it, that Futu Yan actually ran away long ago!"

Inside the Futu Sacred Clan, someone let out an angry shout.

That's right!

When the Yun Imperial Clan spread the news that there was a great evil person in the Futu Sacred Clan.

Futu Yan felt something was wrong, panicked incomparably.

Later, he actually slipped away secretly.

By the time Futu Yan's identity as the mysterious demon was exposed, he had long disappeared.

This made the Futu Sacred Clan somewhat angry.

This simply pitted the Futu Sacred Clan to death.

On the Yun Imperial Clan warship, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene.

Actually, from the beginning, Jun Xiaoyao secretly made a move against the prodigies of the Taixu Sacred Clan and Ancestral Spirit Sacred Clan.

It wasn't to let forces like the Taixu Sacred Clan deal with the Futu Sacred Clan.

Because that wasn't realistic.

They had already destroyed the Mutian Sacred Clan, and couldn't start another civil war in a short time to deal with the Futu Sacred Clan.

So Jun Xiaoyao's purpose from beginning to end was just to make the Futu Sacred Clan isolated and helpless.

In this way, dealing with them would be simple.

"Next, it has nothing to do with me, but I can take the opportunity to solve him."

Jun Xiaoyao thought.

Now, the ending of the Futu Sacred Clan was already destined.

However, Jun Xiaoyao deliberately reminded Yun Mo ancient ancestor and others.

Let them not expose their own ability to not be bound by the Xuanhuang Universe rules for now.

Because the obstacles after this were not the Five Great Sacred Clans, but the Four Great Divine Temples.

This war against the Futu Sacred Clan had nothing to do with Jun Xiaoyao, and he didn't need to intervene.

Soon, Jun Xiaoyao left alone.

Although he was an illusionary body condensed by Jun Xiaoyao, his thinking was synchronized, and everything was the same.

So naturally, he could also detect Futu Yan's tracks.

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

A figure wearing a hood and covering his appearance appeared.

It was Futu Yan!

"Damn it, how could it be like this? Who exactly is it?!"

Futu Yan's expression was terrifyingly ferocious.

His eyeballs were as red as burning steel balls.

Who exactly pitted him!

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

And certainly wouldn't think that the source he obtained was actually given by Jun Xiaoyao.

He only felt that someone was investigating him in the dark, and then took this opportunity to pit him.

"By the way, almost forgot one person!" 【1819-5

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

Huo Feng!

Aside from him, Futu Yan could think of no one else.

After all, he had felt from the beginning that Huo Feng was very strange, rising suddenly to defeat him.

Later, on the Xuanhuang Ancient Road, he also rose powerfully and was now a rather famous heaven's pride.

"He is the prime suspect." Futu Yan's expression was cold.

He had now become a stray dog.

The Futu Saint Clan, he reckoned, was finished.

Taking a step back, even if the Futu Saint Clan wasn't finished, he could never return.

Furthermore, he could not even show his face in the Xuanhuang Universe, otherwise, he would invite pursuit from all sides.

"In that case, my only choice is to leave the Xuanhuang Universe."

Futu Yan's expression was one of struggle.

He had never imagined that one day, he would be forced to leave the Xuanhuang Universe like a stray dog.

However, Futu Yan was not entirely discouraged.

As long as he still possessed this Origin Power and the Wedding Dress Magic Art, even in the Boundary Sea, he could carve out a world of his own!

Just as Futu Yan was plotting in his heart.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure in a black dress appeared ahead.

"Who is it!"

Futu Yan's aura surged, his expression icy.

He was now a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow.

"Finally found you."

A voice with a bewitching, magnetic quality sounded, coming from the mouth of the black-dressed figure.

Futu Yan took one look, and a flash of surprise and amazement crossed his eyes.

The woman in the black dress wore a blood-colored mask, her figure tall, and her skin, like congealed fat, was even more captivating against the backdrop of the black gauze, making it hard for one to look away.

"This young lady, who are you?"

Although Futu Yan had always been addicted to female beauty, he was no fool.

Especially at such a critical juncture, the appearance of this woman made her even more suspicious.

"Rest assured, I have no malice toward you; on the contrary, I am here to help you," the black-dressed woman said.

"Help me?" Futu Yan revealed a look of suspicion.

"I am a demoness of the Doomsday God Sect; you may call me Wan'er."

The woman named Wan'er said.

"Doomsday God Sect?" Futu Yan was somewhat confused.

After all, he was a person of the Xuanhuang Universe and knew nothing about the Doomsday God Sect from outside the boundary.

Wan'er also explained it slightly.

After listening, Futu Yan was somewhat shocked.

Doomsday God Sect, Demon Lord Origin, Inheritor...

This series of truths left Futu Yan extremely surprised.

He was actually the legendary Inheritor of the Demon Lord?

Although he was unclear about how strong the Demon Lord was, judging by Wan'er's description, he must also be an existence standing at the peak of the world.

And he had actually received this person's inheritance.

"I, Futu Yan, am truly a person of destiny!"

Futu Yan could not help but show joy.

He had just been plotting how to leave the Xuanhuang Universe and survive in the Boundary Sea.

He did not expect that now, someone from the Doomsday God Sect would come to guide him.

And perhaps, in the future, he could even become the true Demon Lord and lead the Doomsday God Sect!

Thinking of this, Futu Yan could not help but reveal a touch of excitement.

Then he looked at Wan'er again.

It had to be said, this was a stunning beauty!

Futu Yan was lecherous by nature; otherwise, he wouldn't have wanted to snatch Huo Feng's sister, Huo Ling, earlier.

"Many thanks to Miss Wan'er for your help. When I achieve something in the future, I will never forget you," Futu Yan said with a smile.

Sensing Futu Yan's subtle gaze.

Beneath the blood-colored mask, Wan'er knitted her willow brows.

She truly doubted whether this Futu Yan was really the Demon Lord's Inheritor.

Character, vision, strength, methods—he had nothing.

And he was still staring at her with that kind of lewd gaze.

To be honest, if Futu Yan did not possess the Demon Lord's Origin, she would absolutely not get involved with such a person.

"Alright, enough talk, let us leave first," Wan'er said.

Futu Yan nodded.

And not long after they disappeared.

In the void, Jun Xiaoyao in white appeared.

His expression carried a hint of contemplation.

"Interesting, I originally intended to dispose of Futu Yan, this tool."

"But I didn't expect to fish out a big catch instead."

"This really is an unexpected joy..."