Chapter 388: What is real killing, calling the gates of hell, son of **** or...

Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled and slowly opened.
A figure that was worried day and night appeared in front of him.
It is still wearing a white dress to win the snow, standing with a defeat.
Xin's long and somewhat thin back, in Yan Qingying's eyes, was a high mountain standing back, unshakable like faith.
"Gong... Son..." Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't believe it, as if she was in a dream.
"It's okay, the son will help you out." Jun Xiaoyao did not look back, but said calmly.
He is a short-term protector.
As long as it is someone who has something to do with him, even if he commits a heinous crime, Jun Xiaoyao will protect him to the end.
What's more, in the eyes of Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying's killing methods couldn't be more normal.
Kill and kill, so what?
"The son..."
Yan Qingying's eyes were slightly blurred when she heard Jun Xiaoyao's words.
She knew in her heart that although Jun Xiaoyao looked cold and indifferent, he was very cold.
But for the people around him, it is protecting the shortcomings to the end.
This moved Yan Qingying's heart for a while, and her heart was numb.
However, on the other side, the emotions of Himihu and Myao Wuxin were not so good.
The two women both had consternation on their faces.
Because just now, Jun Xiaoyao appeared directly like a flash.
Therefore, Bei Mihu, Miao Wuxin, and Yan Qingying's three extreme moves are equivalent to blasting at Jun Xiaoyao at the same time.
However, the terrifying wave of mana seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Not even a corner of Jun Xiaoyao was lifted.
"It's... the prince's son!"
"The son of the Jun family has appeared!"
A group of Tianjiao who watched the excitement around him froze first, and then couldn't help exclaiming.
Surprised!
Extremely surprised!
No one thought that a few months after the opening of the ancient world, Jun Xiaoyao would actually enter the ancient world.
But the most shocking thing is Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation base.
These arrogances who watched the excitement of them were a little bit unable to see through.
Can only feel that a faint coercion, like a mountain, is pressing in their hearts.
"Impossible, when the son of the Jun family was buried in the burial ground, there was only the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm. Why now, with my Void God Realm's cultivation base, I still can't see through it?"
A group of Tianjiao 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 rushed to the side, shook his head secretly when he saw Bei Mihu and others.
He knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's character, he was afraid that he would be bloodied at this Broken Soul Cliff today.
"Shengjiao, Xiaoxitian..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
Xiao Xitian is extremely low-key, but very mysterious.
As for the sacred religion, Jun Xiaoyao didn't understand, but he had listened to the words of the elderly in the clan.
The foundation of this teaching is also very deep, even spanning multiple fairy realms.
They believe in the legendary Quran God.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't believe in these gods and babbles.
The so-called is just a stronger person.
As long as you give Jun Xiaoyao enough time to become stronger, what god, Buddha, God, and Jun Xiaoyao want to kill him!
"Jun Xiaoyao..."
The two women, Meihu and Miao Wuxin, looked more solemn than ever before.
Not only because Jun Xiaoyao suddenly appeared.
It was even more because the breath of Jun Xiaoyao at the moment made them feel depressed.
As long as Jun Xiaoyao does not actively release his breath, these people with a low cultivation base will not be able to fully sense it.
They can only feel that Jun Xiaoyao's breath is unfathomable, which brings them tremendous pressure.
"My son asks you, do you know how to write dead words?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, his tone of voice was light.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to show up, but your follower, with the power of swallowing gods and creating boundless killings, bears great sins on her body." Bei Mi said coldly.
After all, she is a saint of the sacred religion and still has the status and status, and it is impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to scare herself down.
Furthermore, there is a holy godson in the ancient world.
The strength of the saint goddess, but reached the realm of true gods, chasing Wang Teng and Long Aotian and other evil gods.
Pimi would not believe it, but Jun Xiaoyao was not afraid.
"Great sin?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
He found it ridiculous.
"Jun Xiaoyao, the poor nun once persuaded her to let her lose the power of swallowing the gods, but she refused, so she could only do so." Miao Wuxin folded her hands and shook her head.
"Abolition of magic power? What kind of thing are you qualified to let someone who is the son of God abolish magic power?" Jun Xiaoyao's face was cold.
"You..." Miao Wuxin's expression was extremely embarrassed.
As Xiaoxitian Buddha, she was treated with this attitude for the first time.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are also the son of the ancient desolate family anyway, don't you say something about it?" Mei Mi said awe-inspiringly.
The so-called Virgin Mary is like this, standing on the moral high ground, lashing out, belittling, and judging others at will.
And so complacent, thinking of how noble, holy, and amazing he is.
But for such a Virgin, there are a lot of foolishness to tout the attachment.
"Yes, even if you are the son of the king's family, you have to be reasonable!"
"God swallowing magic skills should not be reproduced in the world, the saint is not wrong!"
Hundreds of Meihu supporters around him spoke in unison and criticized Jun Xiaoyao.
There was no expression on Jun Xiaoyao's face, as if he was not angry.
But those who are familiar with Jun Xiaoyao will know that the expressionless Jun Xiaoyao is the most terrifying.
"Oh, in that case, the son also possesses the swallowing demon skill, do you want to kill the son?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
This question silenced everyone around him.
Kill the king at ease?
Go crazy!
Let’s not talk about the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if they have the ability to kill, few people have the courage to act on Jun Xiaoyao, unless they are crazy.
There was no Tianjiao who thought he was a lunatic, so there was no Tianjiao who would make such a foolish act.
"The son of God doesn't need to swallow the devil skill to kill, so he can be treated with tolerance." Bei Mi said with a somewhat unnatural expression, but still spoke.
Obviously, he was jealous of the strength and identity of Emperor Xiaoyao, but he wanted to find an excuse for himself with a high-sounding voice.
"Hehe, then you are wrong..." An inexplicable light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
For some reason, Meihu and Miao Wuxin and the others suddenly shook their hearts.
"Who told you that this son of God will not make killings, now let you see what a real killing is!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell, and his right hand suddenly raised, and a terrifying mana storm swept out, accompanied by the billowing ghostly air!
"The gate of hell, open!"
Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold cry, like a demon king angering three thousand realms!
The billowing ghostly energy rises and surges, transforming into a door of as high as thousands of meters in the void.
This fascinating knowledge is exactly the ultimate move in the Idols' Prison Fighting.
With supreme power, open the door of and summon countless demons of hell!
But 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 door of hell~EbookFREE.me~ But even if only a gap is opened, there are thousands of evil spirits rushing out!
Like a billowing black tide, shouting to Mei Mi, Miao Wuxin, and hundreds of Tianjiao swept away.
"No, what is this!"
"Don't come near me...ah!"
A piece of blood, a piece of killing!
Hundreds of Tianjiao were torn to pieces in the tide of thousands of evil spirits and Rakshas!
The blood is raining all over the sky, the stumps are withered, the internal organs are all splashing out, the scene is extremely bloody!
The whole scene is like being in the eighteenth hell!
Those Tianjiao who watched the excitement in the distance were all pale and shivering.
At this moment, in their eyes, Jun Xiaoyao of Shengxue in white is no longer a transcendent divine son, but has become a real great devil!