Chapter 387 Anyone who dares to touch this Son of God, do you know how to write the word death?

The atmosphere in the air was extremely solemn.

During the period when the ancient fairy world was opened, Yan Qingying had committed many murders.

As the descendant of the Devouring God Magic Art, killing would almost always accompany Yan Qingying.

She even got the title of a female devil.

However, Yan Qingying did not care about the world's praise or criticism.

She only cared about Jun Xiaoyao.

As long as she could continue to become stronger through the Devouring God Magic Art, she would be qualified to continue to be Jun Xiaoyao's follower.

The stronger she was, the more helpful she would be to Jun Xiaoyao.

Yan Qingying did not want to be a burden or a vase.

She wanted to be Jun Xiaoyao's right-hand man.

Therefore, Yan Qingying had been improving herself by killing.

Of course, Yan Qingying was not a madman who killed anyone she saw.

Yan Qingying would only kill the opponents who had disputes with her.

But even so, Yan Qingying's hands were stained with blood, but she did not regret it.

"Yan Qingying, I will give you one last chance. If you abandon your magic power, there is still room for recovery." Miao Wuxin said.

Her tone was so calm that it was hard to guess whether it was true or false.

"Abandon your magic power and surrender?" Yan Qingying said coldly.

"No need to say more to her. This person has a deep devilish nature and has committed endless killings. Killing her is equivalent to saving a group of lives. Why not do it?" Himiko said pretentiously.

"That's right, the saint is right!"

"That's right, the saint is still merciful. This Yan Qingying, relying on herself as a follower of the son of God of the Jun family, has committed killings indiscriminately. God will not let her go!"

The hundreds of Tianjiao, all of whom were supporters of Himiko, were full of respect and praise.

The next moment, the war broke out.

At Himiko's signal, those Tianjiao took action.

Although their individual strength is not very strong, hundreds of them together will cause a qualitative change.

Unless someone like Jun Xiaoyao, Wang Teng, and Long Aotian has absolute strength, they can ignore the number.

Any other genius, even Yan Qingying, the heir of the magic skill, can't easily wipe out so many geniuses.

"Kill!"

Yan Qingying's black hair fluttered, and her temperament was like the dark queen of killing.

The Devouring God Magic Skill was performed, and many swallowing vortexes emerged.

As soon as she made a move, she showed her strong and absolute cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Void God Realm.

With this kind of cultivation, as long as she didn't encounter those evil geniuses in the True God Realm, she would be safe.

But unfortunately, Yan Qingying faced hundreds of geniuses.

The weakest among them was also in the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, and there were many in the Void God Realm.

Swish!

Blood was splattering.

Yan Qingying's Devouring Gods and Demons skill easily tore more than a dozen Tianjiao into pieces and refined them.

But more Tianjiao took action, and the powerful mana fluctuations were like a torrent, shaking the world.

Looking at the surrounded Yan Qingying, Himiko's beautiful face was indifferent.

"The lineage of the Devouring Heaven Ancestor should be completely extinct. After killing Yan Qingying, only the God Son of the Jun family will have the Devouring Gods and Demons skill." Himiko thought in her heart.

She even began to think if there was a way to target Jun Xiaoyao.

"My Holy Church has inherited multiple fairy domains, and its foundation is terrifying and boundless. Although the Jun family is strong, it is not completely impossible to provoke." Himiko thought to herself.

Moreover, in the ancient fairy world, killing is not taboo.

If Jun Xiaoyao really enters the ancient fairy world at that time, Himiko might really have ideas.

Just when Himiko was thinking about the next plan in her heart, Miao Wuxin spoke.

"Himiko, if we don't take action, we can't take down Yan Qingying."

Hearing Miao Wuxin's words, Himiko looked over.

She found that although Yan Qingying was trapped in a desperate situation, she relied on the powerful devouring and refining ability of the Devouring Gods and Demons Art to persevere.

As soon as Yan Qingying was injured, she used the Devouring Gods and Demons Art to devour the enemy's blood and restore herself.

In this short period of time, nearly a hundred geniuses have fallen.

"The trapped beast still fights!" Himiko said coldly, and she took action.

"Holy Heaven Jade Mark!"

Himiko's jade palm flicked out, the light flowed, and the void was hit with a series of light marks, carrying a powerful mana fluctuation, sweeping towards Yan Qingying.

"The Saint finally took action!" The surrounding geniuses were extremely excited.

On the other side, Miao Wuxin also took action.

"Miaofa Lotus Seal!"

Miao Wuxin pinched the lotus seal in her hand, and as soon as the seal was blasted out, white lotuses appeared in the void, extremely holy and with Buddha's light.

As a Buddhist girl from Xiaoxitian, Miao Wuxin's methods are also amazing.

The cultivation of the two women is not inferior to Yan Qingying.

At this moment, they attacked at the same time, even Yan Qingying's face changed suddenly.

"Black Sky Demon Finger!"

Yan Qingying used the powerful and unique skills of the Devouring God Demon Art.

She pointed with her jade finger, and the black devouring demonic energy gathered and turned into a pitch-black giant finger, with an extremely amazing fluctuation.

"So terrifying, worthy of being the descendant of the Devouring God Demon Art, no wonder she was favored by the God Son of the Jun family!"

Feeling the fluctuations of Yan Qingying's powerful methods, the Tianjiao watching the excitement around were also extremely shocked.

Jun Xiaoyao's vision is indeed extraordinary.

The people he chose all have their own strengths.

Boom!

The void exploded, and the ripples of mana spread in all directions.

Yan Qingying spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body retreated fiercely, her breath became disordered.

Yan Qingying was indeed very strong. After devouring the son of the fallen god and the prince of the demon, she gained a stronger talent.

But Himiko and Miao Wuxin were not soft persimmons either.

One was the saint of the Holy Church, and the other was the Buddhist girl of Xiaoxitian.

The two of them joined forces, enough to suppress or even kill Yan Qingying.

"Hateful, if I could be stronger and break through to the realm of true god..." Yan Qingying was annoyed.

She hated herself for being too weak!

"Yan Qingying, die!" Himiko used her ultimate move again, wanting to completely kill Yan Qingying.

There was a trace of satisfaction in her eyes.

The descendant of the Devouring Demon Ancestor's lineage finally died in her hands.

The so-called tit for tat, that's it.

"Alas, if you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless." Miao Wuxin also wanted to use her ultimate move to kill Yan Qingying.

At the same time, she secretly said in her heart.

"Fahai, this karma of yours can be regarded as helping you to resolve part of it. As for Jun Xiaoyao, he will be punished after he has just passed."

Seeing the two women trying to kill, a group of geniuses around them also shook their heads.

"It seems that the son of God of the Jun family will lose a follower."

"If you want me to die, you can't have an easy life!" Yan Qingying's black hair was stained with a little blood, which made her more sad and beautiful.

To be honest, if Yan Qingying's killing temperament was not too strong, she might have become a goddess in the eyes of a group of geniuses.

Yan Qingying also activated her own magic power and prepared to fight to the death.

Of course, she also knew that she was in danger this time.

"It is Qingying's greatest luck to meet you in this life, but unfortunately, Qingying cannot keep up with you..."

Yan Qingying murmured in her heart.

The terrifying waves of magic power were about to collide.

Yan Qingying slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

It was not that she did not want to resist, but that she was powerless.

However, the expected pain of the body being torn apart did not come.

Yan Qingying heard many exclamations, as if something incredible had happened.

Then, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Do you know how to write the word death for those who dare to touch this son of God?"