Chapter 316 The Secret of the Virtual Clan

Although it was a trial place of the virtual clan, Xia Jun thought that he was at most a golden master. Who knew that as soon as he entered here, he unexpectedly encountered a virtual emperor comparable to a god.

Even if Xia Jun is calm, he is still shocked and a little worried at this moment. After all, for the Lost City, both these half-step gold levels and those gold levels belong to the invaders.

At this time, a regular virtual clan appeared. How will he treat himself? Will he be ruthlessly destroyed, or will he be directly imprisoned like the golden warriors on these stone pillars until he turns into bones and can't get out?

"No, I must calm down. Although this man claims to be the emperor of the virtual clan, if he really has the strength of a god, how can he allow us to invade the lost city? I guess an idea can annihilate us."

"Now this person has not done it at the beginning. There are only two possibilities. First, he disdains to take action against us. However, the gods are proud, and it is impossible for the virtual clan to tolerate the behavior of our offensive gods. Then there is only one possibility, that is, this virtual emperor, who is likely to be subject to some restrictions and can't take action against us!"

Xia Jun thought of the magic monument in the center of the lost continent, and he was more likely to be the latter. Thinking of this, he soon calmed down and respectfully saluted the air in front of him: "It turned out to be the virtual emperor. I don't know if the senior shows up. What's the matter? If the younger generation inadvertently offended the Xu clan, please forgive me. I just want to live.

Although he was nervous to death, Xia Jun's tone was indescribably indifferent, without any panic or panic. Of course, this is mainly because he did not feel any displeasure from the voice of the virtual emperor, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

"Interest boy, not only does he not have any awe when he sees me, but he dares to talk to me like this. You are also bold. You are worthy of being the inheritor of the boy who killed the army."

"However, don't think that you can breathe a sigh of relief. Since you have entered the place of trial, life or death, it's all up to you. If you can't pass the old man's trial, you can turn into bones and die here like these people!"

The virtual emperor's voice turned and said coldly, "Kid, I'm asking you once. Are you ready for trial?"

Trial?

Xia Jun was stunned, but he was surprised and said secretly, "Listen to what this virtual emperor means, he seems to want me to participate in the trial of the virtual clan. Can I, as an outsider, conduct trials? Is this false or is it true? Also, is the identity of this virtual emperor true or false? Shouldn't it be a monster? Come and entertain me specially!"

Thinking this way, Xia Jun would not agree easily. If he didn't figure it out, in case he fell in, he would really be fooled.

Xia Jun suddenly closed his mouth, but his mind turned rapidly to infer the real purpose of this virtual emperor.

"Hmm! Boy, you are doubting my identity. What a suspicious boy. Have you forgotten who saved you from the black hole? If I can save you, I can naturally kill you easily!"

In the hall, the old voice sounded again, and Xia Jun's hair was erected all over his body, because he found that as the virtual emperor was speaking, he didn't know when an illusory finger was on his forehead, just on his forehead.

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Xia Jun's body. Obviously, it was an illusory finger, but he felt an extremely terrible atmosphere of destruction from above, even the attack of the golden warrior, and there was no fear of this illusory finger.

As for how this and the fingers appeared, Xia Jun didn't notice it at all. If the virtual emperor really intends to kill him, I guess he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

And through this energy finger, Xia Jun also felt a very familiar breath.

It was also this force that smoothed the energy of the black hole* that enabled Xia Jun to get out of the black hole and enter this space. At the same time, it was also this energy, again and again, preventing him from hitting the golden level.

It turns out that the owner of this power is the virtual emperor!

It's just a strong man like the virtual emperor. Why should he help himself? For the virtual clan, isn't he an invader? Or is it really the same as what the virtual emperor just said that he wants to carry out the trial of the virtual clan by himself?

But can an outsider really carry out the trial of this virtual clan? Why did he help himself like this?

With the strength of the virtual emperor, Xia Jun understands that the strength of the virtual emperor is unfathomable, and even if it is not as good as the gods, it is far beyond the golden level.

In front of such a master, he has no chance to resist and can only be killed in seconds.

But it is also because of this that countless doubts have arisen in Xia Jun's mind. This matter is too strange and horrible. He dares not make a decision easily without completely clarifying the mystery inside.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Jun tried his best to calm down the shock in his heart, then looked around calmly and said in a low voice, "Elder Xuhuang, you want me to try this. This is okay, but before the trial, can I ask a few questions?"

"Yes, if you have any questions, just ask." The virtual emperor opened his mouth lightly, as if he had expected that Xia Jun would ask.

Xia Jun was not polite. He sorted out his thoughts and said in a low voice, "Senior, I don't understand. Counting it, I am an invader of the Lost City and killed so many Zerg. Why did you save me from the black hole and lead me here? Also, since the predecessor saved me, why did he prevent me from being promoted to the Golden Warrior?

"Well, listening to your tone, you don't seem to know anything. Didn't you tell you anything about the boy who killed the army?" The virtual emperor was extremely surprised by Xia Jun's words.

Xia Jun also rolled his eyes and did it for a long time. Both of them were confused. This was simply a chicken and a duck. They hurriedly asked, "Who is the killing army, and why did the seniors say that I was his inheritor?"

"What, you don't even know who killed the broken army? So what's wrong with the dead wings behind you? The virtual emperor was also a little confused by Xia Jun's words. After a pause, he remembered something and sighed, "Yes, the boy who killed the army seemed to have become the god of killing 20,000 years ago. It seems that I have slept for too long, and my memory of many things has been blurred."

"Is the god of killing a virtual clan?" Xia Jun's heart was shocked fiercely. This is definitely a big secret. No wonder the virtual emperor said that he was the inheritor of the killing army.

If you inherit the profession of Blade Warrior, aren't you the inheritor of the god of killing, and the only inheritor! Thinking of this, Xia Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Many doubts are also easily solved.

No wonder the virtual emperor wanted to save himself from the black hole and lead himself here. It turned out that everything was because of the god of killing. Because of his identity as a blade warrior, the virtual emperor would help himself.

Otherwise, he is likely to be treated as an invader by the virtual emperor like other golden warriors in the hall, trapped on the stone pillar until he becomes a pile of bones.

Thinking of this, Xia Jun's heart was determined that with the relationship between the god of killing, his life was at least guaranteed, and he did not have to worry about being killed inexplicably.

"Kid, let me ask you, is it okay to kill the army now?" After a moment of silence, the voice of the virtual emperor sounded again in the hall.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The god of killing fell as early as ten thousand years ago. I'm the seventh generation of blade warrior and the only blade warrior. The previous generations have not passed level 30 and were killed!" Xia Jun said truthfully and poured bitter water by the way, saying that he was also very bitter and hoped to win sympathy.

"What, the killing army has fallen! I didn't expect that so many things had happened in the tens of thousands of years when I was sealed. Unfortunately, that child, his qualifications are also the top figure in my virtual clan. I didn't expect it to fall. No wonder you don't know anything about my virtual clan!"

The virtual emperor was obviously a little difficult to accept this fact, and sighed several times, since he was silent. Xia Jun was depressed by the silence of the virtual emperor.

Just hang yourself here!

Xia Jun admitted that he was probably not as good as ants in front of a strong man like the Virtual Emperor, but at least he had to tell himself how to leave here.

"Senior Xuhuang..." After waiting for a while, Xia Jun could only take the initiative to ask.

The hall, a dead silence.

It was not until a long time later that there was a long sigh. The virtual emperor opened his mouth again, and his voice fell a little silent. He said faintly, "Xia Jun, do you want to become stronger?"

A bolt from the blue!

After listening to the words of the virtual emperor, Xia Jun was shocked. He had never revealed his identity. How did the virtual emperor know his name?

"Ha ha, Xia Jun, you don't have to be afraid. You are the inheritor of the destruction of the army, and you have condensed the unique death wings of my virtual clan. Counting it, you are also a member of my virtual clan. Naturally, I will not be unfavorable to you."

"You don't have to worry about my intentions. To be honest, you are too weak now and have no value to be used by me at all. Moreover, you can't hide all your ideas from me. It's normal for you to know your name.

"If you really want to say something, I will help you. On the one hand, you inherited my bloodline of the virtual clan, and you are also half of my virtual clan. On the other hand, I also made a move. As for success or failure, it still depends on your own creation. Now, Xia Jun, you just need to tell me, are you willing to accept the trial of my virtual clan?

"I do!" Xia Jun nodded fiercely. The virtual clan is a race comparable to that of gods. Such a trial must have many benefits. Only a fool will refuse.

Anyway, Xia Jun also figured it out. If the virtual emperor really wants to have any intention for himself, under the absolute power gap, he has no chance to resist. In this case, it's better to participate in the trial and see what can be gained.

"Are you really sure you want to try? Once the trial begins, I will never show mercy. The men of my virtual clan will either dominate the world and dominate all sentient beings, or simply die, so as not to remain in the world!"

"Although you also have my virtual blood, I estimate that there is only half the chance that you can pass. That is to say, you have a half chance of losing your life in this trial. You can think about it. Now that I regret it, I will only deprive you of the blood of the virtual clan in your body, and you can continue to survive as a human being. If the trial fails, you will die immediately!"