Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled and she slowly opened them.
A figure who has been thinking about him day and night appeared in front of him.
Sheng Xue was still dressed in white, standing with her hands behind her back.
In Yan Qingying's eyes, the long and thin back looks like a mountain standing tall, unshakable like a belief.
"Young Master... Young Master..." Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly, she couldn't believe it, as if she was in a dream.
"Is it okay? Master, let me help you vent your anger." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly without looking back.
He is a protective person.
As long as they are related to him, even if they commit heinous crimes, Jun Xiaoyao will protect them to the end.
What's more, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yan Qingying's killing methods were nothing short of normal.
Just kill, so what?
"Son..."
After 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 aloof.
But for the people around him, he always protects his shortcomings.
This moved Yan Qingying's heart and made her heart tingle.
However, on the other side, the moods of Himihu, 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, the ultimate moves of Beimihu, Miao Wuxin, and Yan Qingying were all aimed at Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.
However, that terrifying wave of mana seemed to disappear without a trace.
Not even a corner of Jun Xiaoyao was raised.
"It's... the divine son of the Jun family!"
"The divine son of the Jun family has appeared!"
A group of prodigies watching the excitement around them first had expressions on their faces, and then couldn't help but exclaim.
Surprised!
Extremely surprised!
No one expected that a few months after the ancient world of immortality opened, Jun Xiaoyao would actually enter the ancient world of immortality.
But the most shocking thing was Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.
They, the geniuses who were watching the excitement, were a little unable to see through it.
They could only feel a vague pressure, like a mountain, pressing on their hearts.
"It's impossible. When the Jun family's divine son was buried before, he was only in the Heaven-reaching realm. How come now, with my cultivation in the Virtual God realm, I can't even see through it?"
A group of geniuses all around are doubting life.
However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were looking at Bei Mihu and Miao Wuxin indifferently.
Lei Mingyuan, who came from the side, secretly shook his head when he saw Beimihu and others.
He knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's character, the place next to Soul-Desolating Cliff today might be stained with blood.
"Holy religion, Xiao Xitian..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
Xiao Xitian is extremely low-key, but very mysterious.
As for the holy religion, Jun Xiaoyao didn't know much about it, but he had heard from the elders in his clan.
The foundation of this religion is also very deep, and even spans multiple immortal realms.
Their religion believes in the legendary Quran Allah.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't believe in these nonsense.
The so-called gods are just powerful people.
As long as you give Jun Xiaoyao enough time to become stronger, you can kill any god, Buddha, or Allah you want!
"Jun Xiaoyao..."
The two girls, Himihu and Miaowuxin, looked graver than ever before.
It wasn't just because Jun Xiaoyao suddenly appeared.
What's more, Jun Xiaoyao's aura at this moment made them all feel depressed.
As long as Jun Xiaoyao doesn't take the initiative to release his aura, these people with low cultivation levels will not be able to completely sense it.
They could only feel that Jun Xiaoyao's aura was unfathomable and put great pressure on them.
"I ask you, do you know how to write the word "death"? Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly and spoke calmly.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to show up, but your follower possesses the power of swallowing gods and demons and has caused endless killings. She is burdened with a great sin." Beimihu said coldly.
After all, she was a saint of the Holy Religion, and she still had status. She could not be scared to the ground by Jun Xiaoyao.
Furthermore, there is also a holy disciple in the ancient world of immortality.
The strength of the Holy God's son has reached the realm of true gods, directly catching up with the evil geniuses such as Wang Teng and Long Aotian.
Bei Mihu doesn't believe it, but you are free and unscrupulous.
"A big sin?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
He thought it was ridiculous.
"Jun Xiaoyao, the poor nun once persuaded her to use the devouring god and demon skill, but she refused, so she had to do this." Miao Wuxin clasped her hands together and shook her head.
"Destroying one's own demonic skills? Who do you think you are, qualified to let someone who is the Son of God deactivate one's own demonic skills?" Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent.
"You..." Miao Wuxin's face paused, extremely embarrassed.
As a Buddhist girl from Xiaoxitian, this was the first time that she was treated with such an attitude.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are also the divine son of the ancient family, don't you have some sense of truth?" Beimihu said solemnly.
The so-called Holy Mother is like this, standing on the moral high ground, criticizing, belittling, and judging others at will.
And because of this, he is complacent and thinks how noble, holy, and great he is.
But it just so happens that there are many idiots who praise and agree with such a Holy Mother.
"That's right, even if you are the divine son of the Jun family, you still have to be reasonable!"
"The God-Swallowing Demonic Art should not reappear in the world. What the Saint said is not wrong!"
The hundreds of supporters of Himihu all around spoke in unison, criticizing Jun Xiaoyao verbally and writtenly.
There was no expression on Jun Xiaoyao's face, and he didn't seem to be angry.
But those who are familiar with Jun Xiaoyao will know that the expressionless Jun Xiaoyao is the most terrifying.
"Oh, in that case, my Son of God also possesses the power of swallowing gods and demons. Do you want to kill this Son of God too?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
This question caused silence all around.
Kill Jun Xiaoyao?
Go crazy!
Let’s not talk about whether he has the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if they had the ability to kill, few people would have the guts to take action against Jun Xiaoyao, unless they were crazy.
No genius present thought that he was a lunatic, so no genius would do such a stupid thing.
"The Son of God doesn't need the God-Swallowing Demon Art to cause killings, so he can be treated with tolerance." Himihu's expression was a little unnatural, but he still spoke.
He was obviously worried about Jun Xiaoyao's strength and identity, but he still wanted to find a high-sounding excuse for himself.
"Haha, then you are wrong..." An inexplicable light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
For some reason, Beimihu, Miao Wuxin and others suddenly felt a thump in their hearts.
"Who told you that this Son of God would not cause killing? Now, let me show you what real killing is!"
After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he raised his right hand suddenly, and a terrifying mana storm swept out, accompanied by the billowing netherworld energy!
"The gates of hell, open!"
Jun Xiaoyao shouted coldly, like a demon king raging across three thousand realms!
The rolling netherworld energy rose and surged, turning into a door to hell thousands of feet high in the void.
This unique skill is the ultimate move in the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power.
With supreme power, open the door to hell and summon countless demons from hell!
But now, in Jun Xiaoyao's body, only 30,000 Dragon Elephant particles have been transformed into Yuan Xiang particles.
So it is impossible to completely open the gates of hell.
But even if only a gap was opened, thousands of evil ghosts and Rakshasas would swarm out!
Like a billowing black tide, it swept away at Beimihu, Miao Wuxin, and hundreds of talented people.
"No, what is this!"
"Don't come near me...ah!"
A bloody, a killing!
Hundreds of geniuses were torn to pieces in the tide of thousands of evil ghosts and Rakshasas!
Blood rained all over the sky, the remaining limbs withered, and the internal organs were splashed out. The scene was extremely bloody!
The whole scene is like being in the eighteenth level of hell!
The geniuses who were watching the excitement from a distance were all pale and trembling.
At this moment, in their eyes, Jun Xiaoyao, who was dressed in white and shengxue, was no longer the aloof and immortal son of God, but had become a real big devil!
