Chapter 388 What is true killing? Summoning the gate of hell, the son of God or the devil

Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled and slowly opened.

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

She was still dressed in white clothes, standing with her hands behind her back.

The tall and somewhat thin back was like a mountain that Yan Qingying admired, like a belief that was unshakable.

"Sir... Sir..." Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly, and she was a little bit unbelievable, as if she was in a dream.

"Are you okay? Sir will help you vent your anger." Jun Xiaoyao did not look back, but said calmly.

He was a person who protected his shortcomings.

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

What's more, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yan Qingying's killing method was normal.

Kill him, so what?

"Sir..."

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 he was always protective of the people around him.

This touched Yan Qingying's heart, and her heart was numb.

However, on the other side, Himiko and Miao Wuxin were not so happy.

Both of them were surprised.

Because Jun Xiaoyao appeared just now.

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

However, the terrifying wave of mana seemed to disappear directly, without a trace.

Not even a corner of Jun Xiaoyao was lifted.

"It's... the God of the Jun family!"

"The God of the Jun family has appeared!"

A group of geniuses watching the excitement froze their faces at first, and then couldn't help but exclaimed.

Surprise!

Extremely surprised!

No one thought that Jun Xiaoyao would enter the ancient world of immortals a few months after the opening of the ancient world of immortals.

But the most shocking thing was Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.

These geniuses who were watching the excitement were actually a little confused.

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

"Impossible, when the son of the Jun family was buried, he was only at the Tongtian realm. How come now, with my Xushen realm cultivation, I can't see through it?"

A group of geniuses around were all doubting their lives.

However, Jun Xiaoyao was looking at Himiko and Miao Wuxin coldly at this moment.

Lei Mingyuan, who came over, shook his head secretly when he saw Himiko and others.

He knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's character, the cliff of broken souls would be stained with blood today.

"Saint Church, Xiaoxitian..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Xiaoxitian is extremely low-key, but very mysterious.

As for the Saint Church, Jun Xiaoyao didn't know much, but he had heard the elders of the clan say it.

This religion has a deep foundation, and even spans multiple fairy realms.

Their religion believes in the legendary Quran Allah.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao does not believe in these supernatural things.

The so-called gods are just stronger people.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao is given enough time to become stronger, Jun Xiaoyao can kill any god, Buddha, or Allah he wants!

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

Himiko and Miao Wuxin, the two women, looked more solemn than ever before.

Not only because Jun Xiaoyao suddenly appeared.

It was also because Jun Xiaoyao's breath at this moment made them feel depressed.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao did not actively release his breath, these people with low cultivation could not completely sense it.

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

"This son of God asks you, do you know how to write the word death?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, his tone light.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to show up, but your follower, who possesses the Devouring God and Demon Art, has committed endless killings, and she bears a great sin." Himiko said in a cold voice.

After all, she is the Saint of the Holy Church, and she still has status and position, so it is impossible for her to be scared down by Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, there is another Saint in the ancient world.

The strength of the Saint has reached the realm of true god, catching up with Wang Teng and Long Aotian and other demons and geniuses.

Himiko does not believe it, but Jun Xiaoyao is not afraid.

"Great sin?" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

He thought it was ridiculous.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I once advised her to abandon the Devouring God and Demon Art, but she refused, so this is the only way." Miao Wuxin clasped his hands together and shook his head.

"Abandon the magic art by yourself? Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to ask this son of God to abandon the magic art by yourself?" Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent.

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

As a Buddhist girl from the Little Western Heaven, this was the first time she was treated in this way.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are the son of a deity from an ancient family, don't you have any sense?" Himiko said righteously.

The so-called saint is like this, standing on the moral high ground, attacking, degrading, and judging others at will.

And because of this, they are complacent, thinking how noble, holy, and amazing they are.

But such a saint is just that there are many fools who flatter and follow.

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

"The Devouring God Demon Art should not reappear in the world, the saint is right!"

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

Jun Xiaoyao had no expression on his face, as if he was not angry.

But those who are familiar with Jun Xiaoyao will know that Jun Xiaoyao with an expressionless face is the most terrifying.

"Oh, if that's the case, then this Son of God also possesses the Devouring Gods and Demons Skill. Do you want to kill this Son of God too?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

This question made the surroundings silent.

Kill Jun Xiaoyao?

Are you crazy!

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

Even if they have the ability to kill, few people have the courage to do it to Jun Xiaoyao, unless they are crazy.

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

"The Son of God doesn't need to use the Devouring Gods and Demons Skill to kill people, so he can be treated with tolerance." Himiko's expression was a little unnatural, but she still spoke.

Obviously she was afraid of Jun Xiaoyao's strength and identity, but she had to find a reason and excuse for herself.

"Haha, then you are wrong..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.

For some reason, Himiko, Miao Wuxin and others suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Who told you that this son of God will not cause killing? Now, let you see what real killing is!"

After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, and a terrifying storm of magic power swept out, accompanied by the rolling netherworld energy!

"The gate of hell, open!"

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

The rolling netherworld energy rose and surged, and in the void, it turned into a gate of hell that was a thousand feet high.

This unique skill is the ultimate move of the God Elephant Prison Power.

With supreme power, open the gate of hell and summon countless demons of hell!

However, now in Jun Xiaoyao's body, only 30,000 dragon elephant particles have been transformed into Yuanxiang particles.

So it is impossible to completely open the gate of hell.

But even if only a gap is opened, there will be thousands of evil ghosts and Rakshasas swarming out!

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

"No, what is this!"

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

A bloody scene, a bloody scene!

Hundreds of Tianjiao were torn to pieces by the thousands of evil ghosts and demons!

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

The whole scene was like being in the eighteen levels of hell!

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

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who was dressed in white clothes, was no longer the son of God who was as transcendent as a fairy in their eyes, but had become a real big devil!