Chapter 1760: The Origin Host, Demon Lord's Backup Plan

that lay before me was hazy and dim.There are various fragmentary remains, ancient coffins, and dilapidated tombs located within.And there are all sorts of deadly traps, corrosive bogs.In the vacuum,...Chapter 1760: Primordial Host, Demon Lord's Backup, Gu Cult Strategy

It's over.

Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly.

Since the Seal of Demons has been broken, the outcome is already predetermined.

However, this match could be a monumental event that would shake the entire World of Boundaries.

In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was just a play.

Although he was too far away to see, he didn't know what had come out of the Demon Sealing Gate.

But he didn't care.

Let alone things left behind by the Demon Lord.

Even if the Demon Lord himself were to appear, Jun Xiaoyao's heart would not waver.

For one who has personally brought an end to the scourge and the world-ender.

So-called Demon Lord, in the end, is nothing more than a faint stroke on his record of victories.

"Clash of Heaven and Emperor, Demon Lord, plus an upcoming Xuanhuang universe, the future Sea of Realms is going to be quite lively."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Just as he was about to leave the Demon Sealing World.

Suddenly, the void ahead tore apart.

A chaotic primordial energy, surging through the void.

Like a parasite finding the perfect host, it charged towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao was slightly stunned.

It was really sudden.

Even with ample time, one would struggle to thoroughly investigate your carefree spirit.

This primordial lump directly entered his body.

As cold as plunging into an ice spring.

A surge of darkness, brutality, and domineering power slammed into Jun Xiaoyao's physical body and even his soul.

Vaguely, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to see a towering demonic shadow standing between heaven and earth.

That was an aura of looking down on the world, a sinister and otherworldly demeanor.

Jun Xiaoyao instantly understood.r her footfall lands, petals of paradise flowers bloom.Pale bare feet, crimson blooms of the other shore, reflecting each other.Foot fetishist delight!The next moment, the mother of the other shore f...