Jun Xiaoyao, if you just look at his appearance, he is definitely an immortal-like figure, with an air of immortality.
But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's methods were extremely bloody and cruel.
With every move, he summoned the demons from hell and killed hundreds of talented people.
This was no longer a battle, but a complete massacre.
Facing the pitiful screams of hundreds of geniuses begging for mercy, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was as cold as frost, without the slightest emotion.
Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are like rotten dogs.
In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, these geniuses are like a group of stupid ants, not even worthy of mercy.
From behind, Yan Qingying looked at this scene with no mercy in her eyes.
Instead, I felt happy.
These geniuses, bewitched by the saint Himihu, came to surround her and kill her, but at this moment they became pigs and dogs being slaughtered.
To be honest, these geniuses are not unforgivable people. It's a pity that they provoked Yan Qingying.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care whether these people are good or evil, as long as they offend him, they will all die.
Yan Qingying's eyes finally fell on Jun Xiaoyao's back.
Although Yan Qingying is very strong, as long as she is around Jun Xiaoyao, she feels an inexplicable sense of security, as if she has turned into a little woman.
There is also nostalgia in the obsidian eyes.
I'm afraid only Jun Xiaoyao can make Yan Qingying look like this.
On the other side, one by one the geniuses fell to death.
The two girls, Himihu and Miaowuxin, are still fighting. After all, their strength is extraordinary and they are not cannon fodder.
"Jun Xiaoyao, as the divine son of the Jun family, you actually use such evil skills!" Bimi clenched his silver teeth tightly, and his lips turned pale.
There was a kind of panic in her heart. In this situation, there was no way to escape.
Miao Wuxin was also trying her best to resist at this moment, no longer as calm as water and as solemn as before.
It turns out that in the face of life and death, this little Xitian Buddha girl is no different from a mortal.
Jun Xiaoyao did not respond, but looked at Himihu and others with a look that looked like they were mentally retarded.
Are there really such stupid defenders in this world?
Jun Xiaoyao was speechless, his steps flashed, and his figure seemed to teleport, directly in front of Bei Mihu and Miao Wuxin.
At this moment, except for the two of them who were struggling hard, hundreds of other geniuses had all died, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
"not good!"
Beimi Hufang's face changed dramatically, and he quickly gathered all his magic power to fight to the death.
"The Holy Judgment from Heaven!"
The sky surges and the holy light falls, making Bimihu look like a saint who has descended into the world. The magic power turns into a beam of judgment and shoots towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Miao Wuxin also took action with all her strength, not only to defeat Jun Xiaoyao, but also to at least find a way to escape.
"Nianhua bergamot!"
Miao Wuxin made a flower-shaped jade hand and blasted out a Buddha seal. This is one of Xiao Xitian's most powerful magical powers.
Facing the two women's desperate moves to resist, Jun Xiaoyao had a touch of mockery in his eyes.
He stretched out a finger at will, and the terrifying power of thunder gathered, turning into a giant finger covered with thunder patterns in the void, crushing it out like the giant finger of the ancient Thunder Emperor.
It is the top method among the Thunder Emperor's magical powers, the Thunder Emperor's Finger!
As soon as he pointed it out, the thunder raged and made the void boil.
Lei Mingyuan, who was watching from the side, was so excited that he turned red and almost spiraled into the sky.
"The Thunder Emperor's finger is the top method among the Thunder Emperor's magical powers. I never thought that I, Lei Mingyuan, would be able to see this unique skill in my lifetime!" Lei Mingyuan was so excited that he was shaking all over.
For someone with a body like his, this Thunder Emperor Finger was tailor-made for him.
Of course, even if Jun Xiaoyao is not the body of heavenly thunder, with his strength, the Thunder Emperor Finger displayed has reached perfection and has great power.
Even if Lei Mingyuan obtained this unique skill, the power he could exert would not be comparable to Jun Xiaoyao's.
Boom!
The void shook, thunder ripples scattered in all directions, and the entire Soul Broken Cliff seemed to be leveled to the ground.
The two figures, vomiting blood and flying away, were none other than Beimihu and Miao Wuxin.
They were in an extremely embarrassed state at the moment, their snow-white skin was scorched black due to thunder and lightning, and they completely lost the appearance of the saint and the Buddha.
Before the two women could recover, Jun Xiaoyao's figure appeared in front of them like a flash of light.
Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hands and pinched the jade necks of Bei Mihu and Miao Wuxin.
Of these two, one is a noble saint, and the other is a Buddhist girl who is not stained by the secular world.
But at this moment, they were like two hens, being pinched by Jun Xiaoyao's neck and held in his hand.
Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength was already strong, and with a casual pinch, the two women were so suffocated that their faces turned red, they couldn't breathe, and they were in a mess with tears and runny noses.
A group of talented people watching the excitement around were dumbfounded.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that the saintly daughter of the Holy Cult and the Buddhist daughter of Xiaoxitian would be in such a state of embarrassment.
Not to mention resembling a chicken, it is simply worse than a chicken.
"Tsk, tsk, it's so scary. Any Buddhist or saintly girl is like rubbish in front of the Jun family's godly son!"
"Hey, it is the divine son of the Jun family who has this status and qualifications. If it were you, you would only be a licking dog."
Some geniuses were sighing.
If you had Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, identity and strength, who would want to be a licking dog?
At this moment, the two girls, Himihu and Miaowuxin, felt humiliation that they had never experienced before.
It would be fine if he just defeated them, but now he is carrying them like this, which makes them lose their face.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. After all, I am also a Saint Saint, and the Saint Son is still in the Immortal Ancient World." Himihu struggled to say.
Now she could only threaten the Holy Religion and its Sons.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled and exerted force on his palms.
Himihu felt even more suffocated, and blood gushed out of his mouth.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't kill me..." Miao Wuxin also began to beg for mercy.
Jun Xiaoyao had a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"It is said that the monks in Xiaoxitian can see through life and death. Now it seems that they are still afraid of death. It doesn't matter. I will not kill you..."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Bei Mihu and Miao Wuxin feel relieved.
But 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 said.
"Sir, Qingying will definitely be able to achieve it!" Yan Qingying's eyes brightened.
These two people, one is a saint and the other is a Buddha, both have extremely powerful magic power and energy in their bodies, which is not much weaker than the previous ones such as the Son of the Fallen God.
Yan Qingying has now reached the Great Perfection of the Virtual God Realm, and it is easy to break through to the True God.
"No... don't!" Bimihu screamed miserably.
She would rather be killed by Jun Xiaoyao than die refined by the God-Swallowing Demonic Art.
"That's not up to you." Jun Xiaoyao shook his arms, shattering the bones of the two women, and then threw them directly to Yan Qingying.
Yan Qingying raised her hand and used the God-Swallowing Demon Technique to crush the two women's bodies bit by bit, turning them into the purest spiritual energy.
This scene made everyone watching from all directions feel their scalps numb and their skin crawling all over the place.
Seeing your body being crushed and devoured bit by bit, it was so terrifying. It was simply the worst way to die.
Jun Xiaoyao looked around and said coldly.
"Everyone must have seen that in the future, whoever dares to use the God-Swallowing Demon Art as an excuse to target the followers of this Son of God will not only be refining themselves."
"This Son of God wants to kill all the nine tribes!"
