Chapter 388

Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.

A figure that she had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of her.

He was still dressed in snow-white robes and stood with his hands behind his back.

In Yan Qingying's eyes, the tall and thin figure was like a mountain that she could only look up to. It was as if she had faith in him.

"Young … Young Master …" Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly. She couldn't believe it, as if she was in a dream.

"Are you alright? I'll help you vent your anger." Jun Xiaoyao didn't turn around but said indifferently.

He had always been a protective person.

As long as it was someone related to him, even if they had committed a heinous crime, Jun Xiaoyao would protect them to the end.

Moreover, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yan Qingying's killing method was nothing out of the ordinary.

So what if she killed?

"Young Master …"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Yan Qingying's eyes became slightly blurry.

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

But to the people around him, he would protect them to the end.

This touched Yan Qingying's heart and made her feel numb.

However, on the other side, Bei Mi Hu, Miao Wuxin, and the others weren't in such a good mood.

The two of them had shocked expressions on their faces.

Because just now, Jun Xiaoyao appeared as if he had appeared in a flash.

Therefore, Bei Mi Hu, Miao Wuxin, and Yan Qingying's ultimate moves were equivalent to attacking Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.

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

It didn't even stir up a corner of Jun Xiaoyao.

"It's … the Jun Family's Son Of God!"

"The Jun Family's Son Of God has appeared!"

The surrounding group of geniuses who were watching the show first froze, then couldn't help but exclaim.

Astonishment!

Extreme astonishment!

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

However, the most shocking thing was Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.

These geniuses who were watching the show couldn't see through it.

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

"That's impossible. The divine child of the Jun family was only in the Reaching Heaven Realm when he was buried. How is it that I, a Void God, can't see through him now?"

The surrounding prodigies were doubting their lives.

However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were coldly sizing up Bei Mi Hu and Miao Wuxin.

Lei Mingyuan, who had rushed over, shook his head when he saw Bei Mi Hu and the others.

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

"The Holy Church, Little Western Paradise..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Little Western Paradise was very low-key and mysterious.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't know much about the Saint, but he had heard about it from the elders in his clan.

The foundation of this sect was also very deep. It even spanned across many immortal realms.

Their religion believed in the legendary Lord of Gulan.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao didn't believe in these things.

The so-called God was just a slightly more powerful person.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao had enough time to become more powerful, he could kill any God, Buddha, or Lord of Gulan if he wanted to!

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

Bei Mi Hu and Miao Wuxin looked unprecedentedly solemn.

It wasn't just because of Jun Xiaoyao's sudden appearance.

It was also because of Jun Xiaoyao's current aura, which made them feel pressured.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao didn't release his aura, these people with low cultivation levels wouldn't be able to sense it.

They could only feel that Jun Xiaoyao's aura was unfathomable, which made them feel pressured.

"This Son Of God asks you, do you know how to write the word 'death'?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly and said calmly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to show up. However, your follower has the Devouring God Demonic Skill and has killed countless people. She bears a great sin," Bei Mi Hu said coldly.

After all, she was the Saintess of the Saint and had a high status. She couldn't be scared to the ground by Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, there was a Saint in the Immortal Ancient World.

The Saint's strength had reached the True Immortal Realm, which was close to Wang Teng and Long Aotian.

Bei Mi Hu didn't believe that Jun Xiaoyao wasn't afraid.

"A great sin?" Jun Xiaoyao smirked.

He found it ridiculous.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I tried to persuade her to destroy the Devouring God Demonic Skill, but she refused, so this is the only way." Miao Wuxin put her hands together and shook her head.

"Destroy the demonic skill? Who do you think you are? What right do you have to ask the Son Of God's follower to destroy the demonic skill? "Jun Xiaoyao's face was cold.

"You …" Miao Wuxin's face froze. She was extremely embarrassed.

As the Saintess of the Little Western Paradise, it was the first time she had been treated with such an attitude.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are the Son Of God of the Clan of the Ancients. Can't you be reasonable?" Bei Mi Hu said righteously.

The so-called Saintess was like that. She stood on the moral high ground and criticized, belittled, and judged others at will.

She was smug because of this, thinking that she was noble, holy, and amazing.

However, there were many idiots who flattered such a Saintess.

"Yes, even if you are the Son Of God of the Jun Family, you can't be unreasonable!"

"The Devouring God Demonic Skill shouldn't have appeared in the world. The Saintess is right!"

The hundreds of supporters around Bei Mi Hu spoke in unison, condemning Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was expressionless. It seemed that he was not angry.

However, those who were familiar with Jun Xiaoyao knew that Jun Xiaoyao was the scariest when he was expressionless.

"Oh, if that's the case, then this Son Of God also has the Devouring God Demonic Skill. Are you going to kill this Son Of God too?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

His question caused the surroundings to fall silent.

Kill Jun Xiaoyao?

That was crazy!

Let's not talk about whether or not they had the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if they had the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao, not many people would have the guts to do so unless they were crazy.

None of the geniuses present thought that they were crazy, so none of them would do such a stupid thing.

"The Son Of God doesn't use the Devouring God Demonic Skill to kill. Of course we can be lenient," Bei Mi Hu said with an unnatural expression.

They were obviously afraid of Jun Xiaoyao's strength and identity, but they still had to find an excuse for themselves.

"Hehe, then you're wrong..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with a strange light.

For some reason, Bei Mi Hu, Miao Wuxin, and the others felt their hearts skip a beat.

"Who told you that this Son Of God doesn't kill? Now, I'll show you what real killing is!"

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he raised his right hand. A terrifying storm of magic power swept out, accompanied by surging Netherworld Energy!

"Gate of Hell, open!"

Jun Xiaoyao shouted coldly, like a demon king raging at three thousand worlds!

The Netherworld Energy surged and turned into a Gate of Hell that was thousands of feet tall in the void.

This was the ultimate move of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Divine Elephant.

With supreme power, it opened the Gate of Hell and summoned countless demons from hell!

However, Jun Xiaoyao only had 30,000 Draconic Elephant Granules in his body that had been converted into Elemental Elephant Granules.

Therefore, he couldn't fully open the Gate of Hell.

However, even if he only opened a small gap, thousands of evil spirits and rakshasas swarmed out!

Like a black tide, they swept towards Bei Mi Hu, Miao Wuxin, and the hundreds of geniuses.

"No, what is this?!"

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

It was a scene of blood and carnage!

Hundreds of geniuses were torn to shreds by the tide of evil spirits and rakshasas!

Blood rained down from the sky, broken limbs fell, and internal organs splattered everywhere. It was a gory scene!

The whole scene was like the eighteenth level of hell!

The geniuses who were watching from afar were all pale and trembling.

At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who was dressed in snow-white robes, was no longer a divine child who was as transcendent as a deity in their eyes. He had become a true demon king.