Chapter 389

If one were to look at Jun Xiaoyao's appearance alone, he would definitely look like a deity that had been banished from the world.

However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's methods were incomparably bloody and cruel.

With a raise of his hand, he summoned demons from hell and killed hundreds of sky-prides.

This was no longer a battle, but a complete massacre.

In the face of the hundreds of sky-prides' cries for mercy, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was as cold as ice, without the slightest bit of emotion.

Heaven and earth were merciless, and all living things were like straw dogs.

In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, these sky-prides were like a bunch of stupid ants. They were not even worthy of pity.

Behind him, Yan Qingying watched this scene without the slightest bit of pity in her eyes.

Instead, she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

These sky-prides had been bewitched by the Saintess Bei Mi Hu to come and kill her, but now they had become pigs and dogs to be slaughtered.

To be honest, these sky-prides were not unforgivable people. Unfortunately, they had offended Yan Qingying.

Jun Xiaoyao did not care whether these people were good or bad. As long as they offended him, they would all die.

Yan Qingying's gaze finally landed on Jun Xiaoyao's back.

Although Yan Qingying was very competitive, as long as she was by Jun Xiaoyao's side, she would feel an inexplicable sense of security, as if she had become a little woman.

Her obsidian eyes were also filled with longing.

Jun Xiaoyao was probably the only person who could make Yan Qingying look at him like that.

On the other side, sky-prides were dying one after another.

Bei Mi Hu and Miao Wuxin were still fighting. After all, their strength was extraordinary, and they were not cannon fodder.

"Jun Xiaoyao, as the Son Of God of the Jun Family, how dare you use such an evil skill!" Bei Mi Hu gritted her teeth, and her lips turned pale.

She was terrified. Under such circumstances, there was no way she could escape.

Miao Wuxin was also trying her best to resist. She was no longer as calm and dignified as before.

It turned out that in the face of death, the Saintess of Little Western Paradise was no different from a mortal.

Jun Xiaoyao did not reply. Instead, he looked at Bei Mi Hu and the others as if they were idiots.

Was there really such a stupid moralist in this world?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything. His feet flashed and his body moved as if he had teleported. He appeared in front of Bei Mi Hu and Miao Wu Xin.

Other than the two of them who were still struggling, the rest of the geniuses were all dead. Their deaths were extremely gruesome.

"Not good!"

Mimi Hu's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly gathered all of her mana and fought with her life.

"Holy Judgment from the Heavens!"

The heavens surged and holy light fell, making Di Bei Mi Hu look like a saintess. Her mana turned into a light beam of judgment and shot towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Miao Wuxin was also going all out. Even if she couldn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao, she had to at least find a way to escape.

"Flower Plucking Buddha Hand!"

Miao Wuxin's jade-like hands formed the shape of a flower and blasted out a Buddhist seal. This was one of the strongest divine abilities of Little Western Paradise.

In the face of the two girls' ultimate moves, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with a hint of mockery.

He casually stretched out a finger and terrifying lightning energy gathered. In the void, it turned into a giant finger that was covered with lightning runes. It was like the giant finger of the Ancient Thunder Emperor, and it crushed out.

This was the top skill of the Thunder Emperor's Grand Mystique, the Thunder Emperor's Finger!

With a single finger, lightning raged and the void boiled.

Lei Mingyuan, who was watching from the side, was so excited that his face turned red. He was about to spiral into the sky.

"Thunder Emperor's Finger, the top skill of the Thunder Emperor's Grand Mystique. I never thought that I would be able to see this skill in my lifetime!" Lei Mingyuan was so excited that his body trembled.

For someone like him who had the Heavenly Lightning Body, the Thunder Emperor's Finger was tailor-made for him.

Of course, even if Jun Xiaoyao didn't have the Heavenly Lightning Body, with his strength, the Thunder Emperor's Finger had reached the Complete Stage and was extremely powerful.

Even if Lei Mingyuan had this skill, the power he could unleash would not be comparable to Jun Xiaoyao's.

Rumble!

The void shook and lightning rippled in all directions. The entire Broken Soul Cliff seemed to have been razed to the ground.

Two figures were sent flying while spitting out blood. They were Beimihu and Miao Wuxin.

They were in a sorry state. Their snow-white skin was charred by the lightning and they no longer had the looks of a Saintess and a Buddha Lady.

Before the two girls could regain their senses, Jun Xiaoyao's figure flashed and appeared in front of them.

Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hands and grabbed Beimihu and Miao Wuxin by their necks.

Of these two, one was the high and mighty Saintess, the other was the pure and untainted Buddhist Lady.

However, at this moment, they were like two hens that were being held by Jun Xiaoyao by their necks.

Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength was strong to begin with. With a casual pinch, the two girls' faces turned red and they couldn't breathe. Tears and snot flowed down their faces. It was a mess.

The surrounding geniuses who were watching the show were dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that the Saintess of the Sacred Sect and the Buddha Lady of Little Western Paradise would be in such a sorry state.

They were worse than chickens, not to mention chickens.

"Tsk tsk, this is terrifying. Buddha Lady and Saintess are all trash in front of the Jun Family's Son Of God!"

"Sigh, that's because the Jun Family's Son Of God is qualified. If it were you, you would only be a bootlicker."

Some of the geniuses sighed.

If they had Jun Xiaoyao's looks, identity, and strength, who would be willing to be a bootlicker?

At this moment, Beimihu and Miao Wuxin felt a sense of humiliation that they had never felt before.

If he had just defeated them, it would have been fine. But now, he was holding them by their necks.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. I am the Saintess of the Sacred Sect and the Sacred Child is still in the Immortal Ancient World," Beimihu said as she struggled.

She could only threaten him with the Sacred Sect and the Sacred Child.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and tightened his grip.

Beimihu felt even more suffocated and blood gushed out of her mouth.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't kill me …" Miao Wuxin also began to beg for mercy.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with mockery.

"They say that the monks of the Little Western Paradise have seen through life and death. Now, it seems that you are still afraid of death. It's okay. The Son Of God will not kill you …"

Jun Xiaoyao's words made Beimihu and Miao Wuxin feel relieved.

But in the next moment, their hearts were completely cold.

"Qingying, after refining the two of them, your cultivation should be able to break through to the True God Realm, right?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Master, I will definitely be able to do it!" Yan Qingying's eyes lit up.

The two of them, one was the Saintess and the other was the Buddha Lady. The Spiritual Qi in their bodies was surging and they were not much weaker than the Fallen Son Of God and the others.

Yan Qingying was already at the Full Circle Empty God Realm and it was not difficult for her to break through to the True God Realm.

"No … no!" Beimihu screamed.

She would rather be killed by Jun Xiaoyao than be refined by the Devouring God Demon Skill.

"That is not up to you," Jun Xiaoyao shook his arms and broke the bones of the two women. He then threw them to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying raised her hand and executed the Devouring God Demon Skill. She crushed the bodies of the two women bit by bit and turned them into the purest Spiritual Qi.

This scene made all the geniuses who were watching feel their scalps go numb and goosebumps all over their bodies.

Seeing their bodies being crushed and devoured bit by bit was too horrifying. It was the worst way to die.

Jun Xiaoyao looked around and said coldly.

"Everyone must have seen it. In the future, if anyone dares to use the Devouring God Demon Skill as an excuse to target the followers of the Son Of God, they will not only be refined by me."

"The Son Of God will also kill nine generations of their families!"