Xia Jun lost even his last trace of patience towards the Shadow Clan saint in front of him, and the huge mental pressure turned into a mountain peak, and Lin Kong pressed over it.

There was a loud bang.

Before the new Saint of the Shadow Clan had time to react, her entire body was crushed by the mental pressure, and a mess of blood mist floated in the air!

"No! Killing the Emperor, you have gone too far!"

At this moment, a roar came from the mountains in the distance, and then, an old man in black sacrificial robes rushed over in anger.

The high priest of the Shadow Clan was finally alerted.

Behind him, there are a large number of Shadow Clan assassins, surrounding them from all directions with murderous looks on their faces. Even when facing emperor-level masters, these assassins are not afraid at this moment. Their eyes are full of fanaticism and they have an expression of looking forward to death.

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Xia Jun was also secretly surprised when he saw it. There were so many people in the Shadow Clan who were not afraid of death. Faced with such a ruthless attack by him, the rest of the private soldiers of the wealthy clans would probably have dispersed long ago.

How could these killers have the courage to charge forward? Sure enough, fanatics and all are terrifying.

Seeing the Shadow Clan sacrifice, Xia Jun's eyes immediately revealed a strong murderous intent, and he shouted sternly: "You are the Shadow Clan's great priest. Was it you who gave the order to send people to hunt me down?"

Xia Jun still remembered the scene when he was chased by the Shadow Clan and forced to escape into the fifth prison when he was still a little Black Iron Warrior. At this time, he met the real master. Naturally, he had to settle the score.

"Bold, kill our saint, and dare to speak like this to the high priest. Kill him!"

"Yes, kill him. If the saint is dead, the Nine-Headed God will definitely unleash his wrath. Only by killing this blasphemer can we appease the wrath of the gods!"

Xia Jun's words angered all the Shadow Clan assassins behind the high priest. Similarly, this group of people are also the elite of the Shadow Clan, all of them are Silver Warriors.

The leading leaders, elders, and half-step golden warriors are all ready to make a move at this moment. They are not afraid that Xia Jun is an emperor-level master. They want to swarm up immediately and cut Xia Jun into pieces with random blades!

"Shut up! I will make the final decision on matters here!" Although the Shadow Clan priest was also very angry, he had not lost his mind yet. He raised his hand and then pressed it down.

The Shadow Clan assassin, who was already on the verge of rage, suddenly calmed down. The High Priest's absolute authority in the Shadow Clan was even more vividly demonstrated at this moment.

The Shadow Clan's high priest's eyes also flashed with pride for a moment, but when he looked at Xia Jun, his eyes became a little gloomy. He opened his mouth with a sneer,

"Slaying Emperor, you are so courageous. Forget what happened before, this time, you dare to invade our clan and kill our saint. Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Nine-Headed God? If you now

It's still too late to retreat and hand over the traitor Ying Wushuang, otherwise, once the Nine-Headed God becomes angry, even if you are the emperor, you will not be able to withstand the God's wrath!"

"You actually want me to retreat? Shadow Clan Priest, you are not an old fool, are you? I, Xia, always do things to the end, never give up halfway, and will never back down! What a bullshit great god, who do you think you are?

But a dog that the virtual demon sat down dares to speak nonsense in front of me!"

boom!

As he spoke, Xia Jun's body, the aura of Emperor Baiyin, was released without hesitation, rushing towards the surroundings like an overwhelming force.

Xia Jun had made up his mind to take the opportunity to resolve the grievances of the Shadow Clan. If Xia Wushuang hadn't rescued his father, Xia Jun would have taken action long ago. There would be no nonsense about the Shadow Clan's sacrifice.

Under Xia Jun's ocean-like mental pressure, many of the Shadow Clan assassins who surrounded them changed their colors on the spot and retreated wildly.

The face of the High Priest of the Shadow Clan changed color completely. His lips trembled with anger and he shouted loudly:

"Enough of killing the emperor! Do you think our clan is really afraid of you? Yes, I am a dog, and that is also the dog of a virtual demon! When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. If you want to touch us, you must

Withstanding the wrath of a virtual demon, do you think that with your strength, you can be a match for the Nine-Headed God?"

"Forget it, since you are seeking death on your own, I can't take care of that much. In front of the Nine-Headed God, do you dare to be so arrogant and beg the Nine-Headed God to reveal your soul!"

The Shadow Clan priest was obviously well prepared, knowing that he could not scare Xia Jun away, so he immediately made his hand seals, recited the incantation, and called out loudly.

And with the call of the Shadow Clan priests, the power of faith visible to the naked eye flew up from the Shadow Clan people present, turned into light spots, and flew to the mountains and into the statue of a temple.

It was a statue of a Hydra, made entirely of gold, and lifelike. At this time, with the blessing of infinite faith, the statue slowly came to life. Its nine heads suddenly lifted up and let out a huge roar.

roar.

"Who dares to invade the race that I protect?"

A powerful spiritual thought suddenly emanated from the statue.

"Oh my God, it's the Nine-Headed God who has appeared1"

"Nine-Headed God, our Father God, your humble servant, I am willing to dedicate everything to you!"

Following that tyrannical spiritual thought, countless Shadow Clan assassins gave out crazy cheers. The Shadow Clan priest looked at Xia Jun with a cold expression and said: "Slaying Emperor, you are dead, you have offended the Nine

Damn it, let me see how you die!"

"Hmph, is this deformed snake with nine heads worthy of being called a god?"

The true form of the Nine-Headed God.

The real nine-headed god is probably still on the starry sky battlefield, fighting a fierce battle with the Dark Emperor with the other old demons, and he may be able to get away from him.

"Junior, what did you say, don't you dare say it again!" The sculpture-like Hydra, with nine snake heads and eighteen pairs of eyes, suddenly stared at Xia Jun.

A mental pressure even more terrifying than that of Xia Jun came down overwhelmingly.

boom!

The mountain peak where the temple is located made a loud noise, and the sculpture-like Hydra came to life completely at this time, as if it were a living creature, just floating in the air, looking down from a high position with a sinister face.

Xia Jun said quietly:

"Blade Warrior, it's you again! Last time you captured my saint, I didn't care about you because you were a junior! This time, you actually dare to openly invade the race I protect. You

This little brat is indeed lawless! Do you think that with the support of the Xu clan behind you, you dare to do whatever you want? If I want to kill you, it will be like killing a chicken!"

"Today, I will personally take action in place of Emperor Xu to teach you, this lawless little beast, a lesson, and let you know that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world! The pressure of gods and demons like us is not something you can rely on.

A little miscellaneous fish with a little luck can challenge it!"

Boom!

Silently, a spiritual hand the size of a millstone was already crushing Xia Jun with the force of a mountain.

A huge coercion formed an invisible chain, wrapping around Xia Jun, trying to imprison Xia Jun in place, unable to move.

"Hahaha, it's better now. This kid has angered the Nine-Headed God. Let's see if he's still alive!"

"Hmph, as soon as he dies, we will go to Tai City and slaughter that damn city, and then our tribe can march straight in and occupy the entire earth!"
Chapter completed!