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Chapter 388 What is real killing, summoning the gate of The Underworld, the son of God or the devil

Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled and slowly opened.

A figure who had been thinking about it day and night appeared in front of him.

Still dressed in white Shengxue, standing with hands behind his back.

Xin's long and somewhat thin back, in Yan Qingying's eyes, looked up to a high mountain, like a belief, unwavering.

"Grand...Young master..." Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't believe it, as if she was in a dream.

"It's okay, young master help you vent your anger." Jun Xiaoyao didn't turn his head, but said calmly.

He was a short-term protector.

As long as it is someone related to him, even if he committed a heinous crime, Jun Xiaoyao will protect him to the end.

What's more, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yan Qingying's killing methods couldn't be more normal.

Kill and kill, so what?

"My son..."

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Yan Qingying's eyes were slightly blurred.

She knew in her heart that although Jun Xiaoyao looked cold and indifferent, he was very cold.

But for the people around him, he protects his weaknesses to the end.

This moved Yan Qingying's heart for a while, and her heart was numb.

However, on the other side, the emotions of Himiko, Miao Wuxin and others were not so good.

Both of them had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Because just now Jun Xiaoyao appeared like a flash.

Therefore, Himiko, Miao Wuxin, and Yan Qingying's extreme moves were equivalent to bombarding Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.

However, that terrifying wave of Magic power seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Even the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's clothes didn't lift up.

"It's... the divine son of the Jun family!"

"The god son of the Jun family has appeared!"

A group of Tianjiao who watched the excitement around, their faces froze at first, and then they couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Surprised!

Extremely surprised!

No one expected that Jun Xiaoyao would actually enter the Immortal Ancient World a few months after the Immortal Ancient World opened.

But the most shocking thing is Jun Xiaoyao's Cultivation Base.

They, the arrogant arrogance who watched the excitement, were a little bit incomprehensible.

They could only feel a vague coercion, like a mountain, pressing down on their hearts.

"Impossible. When the god son of the Jun family was buried in the burial ground, he only had the Heaven-reaching Realm. How come, with my Cultivation Base of the False God Realm, I still can't see through it?"

Surrounded by a group of arrogance, all doubting life.

However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was sizing up Himiko and Miao Wuxin indifferently.

Lei Mingyuan, who rushed over to the side, also shook his head secretly when he saw Himiko and the others.

He knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's character, today's Soul Breaking Cliff might be stained with blood.

"Shengjiao, Xiaoxitian..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Xiao Xitian is extremely low-key, but very mysterious.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't understand the holy religion, but he had heard the words of the elders in the clan.

This religion also has a deep foundation, even spanning multiple Immortal Domains.

What they believe in is the legendary Qur'an Allah.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't believe in these gossips.

The so-called God is nothing more than a stronger person.

Just give Jun Xiaoyao enough time to become stronger, what God, Buddha, Allah, Jun Xiaoyao can kill as much as he wants!

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

The two girls, Himiko and Miao Wuxin, looked more solemn than ever before.

Not only because Jun Xiaoyao suddenly appeared.

It was because of Jun Xiaoyao's aura at the moment that they all felt oppressed.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao doesn't take the initiative to release his breath, these people with low Cultivation Base will not be able to fully sense it.

They could only feel that Jun Xiaoyao's aura was unfathomable, which brought them great pressure.

"I ask you, do you know how to write death?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, his tone indifferent.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to show up, but your follower possesses the skill of devouring gods and demons, and caused boundless slaughter. She bears a great sin." Himihu said coldly.

After all, she is a saint of the Holy Church, and she still has status, so it is impossible for her to be frightened to the ground by Jun Xiaoyao.

Furthermore, there is still a Holy Godson in the Immortal Ancient World.

The strength of the holy godson has reached the realm of true gods, catching up to Wang Teng and Long Aotian and other evil geniuses.

Himiko didn't believe it, but Jun Xiaoyao didn't fear it.

"Great sin?" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

He thought it was ridiculous.

"Jun Xiaoyao, the poor nun once persuaded her to abolish the skill of swallowing gods and demons, but she refused, so that's the only way to do it." Miao Wuxin clasped her hands together and shook her head.

"Self-defeating magic skills? What are you, qualified to let people who are the Son of God self-destroy magic skills?" Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent.

"You..." Miao Wuxin paused, extremely embarrassed.

As a little Xitian Buddhist girl, this was the first time she was treated with such an attitude.

"Jun Xiaoyao, after all, you are also the son of Desolate Era Ancient Family, don't you make sense?" Himiko Daiyi said awe-inspiringly.

The so-called Holy Mother is like this, standing on the commanding heights of morality, criticizing, belittling, and judging others at will.

"That's right, even if you are the god son of the Jun family, you can't be unreasonable!"

"The God Swallowing Demon Art should not reappear in the world, what the saint said is not wrong!"

The hundreds of Himiko's supporters around spoke in unison, criticizing Jun Xiaoyao.

There was no expression on Jun Xiaoyao's face, as if he was not angry.

But those who are familiar with Jun Xiaoyao will know that the expressionless Jun Xiaoyao is the scariest.

"Oh, if that's the case, then the God Son also possesses the God Swallowing Devil Art, are you going to kill the God Son too?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

This question silenced the surroundings.

Kill Jun Xiaoyao?

Go crazy!

Let alone whether he has the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if they were capable of killing Jun Xiaoyao, not many people would have the guts to do anything to Jun Xiaoyao, unless they were lunatics.

None of the Tianjiao present thought he was a lunatic, so no Tianjiao would make such a stupid move.

"The Son of God doesn't need to swallow the gods and demons to kill, so naturally he can be tolerant." Himiko's expression was a little unnatural, but he still spoke.

He was obviously afraid of Jun Xiaoyao's strength and identity, yet he wanted to find an excuse for himself in a high-sounding manner.

"Hehe, then you are wrong..." An inexplicable light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

For some reason, Himiko, Miao Wuxin and the others felt a sudden thump in their hearts.

"Who told you that I, the Son of God, would not create massacres. Now, let me show you what real massacres are!"

After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he raised his right hand suddenly, and a terrifying Magic power storm swept out, surging with the billowing ghostly air!

"The door of The Underworld, open!"

Jun Xiaoyao shouted coldly, like a demon king angering the three thousand worlds!

The billowing ghostly air rose and surged, and in the void, it turned into a door of The Underworld as high as a thousand feet.

This Secret Technique is exactly the ultimate move in the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force.

With supreme power, open the door of The Underworld and summon countless demons of The Underworld!

But now in Jun Xiaoyao's body, only 30,000 dragon elephant particles have been transformed into primordial image particles.

So it is impossible to fully open the door of The Underworld.

But even if only a gap was opened, thousands of evil spirits Rakshasa swarmed out!

Like a billowing black tide, it swept away towards Himiko, Miao Wuxin, and hundreds of Tianjiao.

"No, what is this!"

"Don't come near me...ah!"

A piece of blood, a piece of killing!

Hundreds of Tianjiao were torn to pieces in the tide of Rakshasa, thousands of evil spirits!

The blood rained all over the sky, the stumps were withered, and the internal organs were all splashed out. The scene was extremely bloody!

The whole scene is like being in The Underworld on the 18th floor!

Those Tianjiao who watched the excitement from a distance were all pale and trembling.

At this moment, in their eyes, Jun Xiaoyao, who is dressed in white and wins the snow, is no longer a detached god son, but has become a real big devil!

(end of this chapter)