Chapter 439 on the Nine-headed God

For the shadow saint in front of him, Xia Jun even lost his last trace of patience, and the huge spiritual pressure turned into a mountain peak and pressed over in the air.

A loud noise.

The new film saint had no time to react. Her whole body was blown up by this spiritual pressure on the spot, and a messy blood mist floated in the air!

"No! Killing the emperor, you have gone too much!"

At this time, a roar came from the mountains in the distance, and then an old man in a black sacrificial robe was already furious and rushed towards this side.

The high priest of the shadow clan was finally shocked.

Behind him, there were also a large number of shadow assassins, surrounded from all directions with murderous faces. Even in the face of the emperor-level masters, these assassins were not afraid at this moment, and their eyes were full of fanaticism and a look of death.

Xia Jun was also secretly surprised. There are many people who are not afraid of death. In the face of such a hot hand, the rest of the private soldiers of the rich clan are estimated to have dispersed long ago.

How can these killers dare to rush up? Sure enough, crazy believers and so on are terrible.

Seeing the shadow sacrifice, Xia Jun's eyes immediately showed a strong murderous intent and shouted harshly, "You are the great sacrifice of the shadow clan. In those years, it was you who ordered to send people to chase me?"

Xia Jun still remembers the scene when he was a little black iron warrior, he was hunted down by the shadow clan and forced to escape to the five prisons. At this time, he saw the master. Naturally, we have to calculate this account.

"Bolden to kill our saint and dare to say this to the high priest. Kill him!"

"Yes, kill him, and the saint dies, and the nine-headed god will definitely bring down his anger. Only by killing this blaspous man can he calm the anger of the gods!"

Xia Jun's words angered a group of shadow assassins behind the high priest. Similarly, this group of people are also the elite of the film clan, all of whom are silver warriors,

Some leaders, elders, and half-step golden warriors are all ready to move at this moment. They are not afraid that Xia Jun is a master of the emperor. They can't wait to rush up immediately and dismember Xia Jun!

"All shut up! I will make my own decision on things here!" Although the shadow sacrifice was also very angry, he had not lost his mind. He raised his hand up and pressed it down.

The shadow assassin, who was already on the verge of anger, suddenly calmed down. At this moment, the absolute authority of the high priest in the shadow clan is even more vivid.

The shadow sacrifice also flashed with a moment of pride in his eyes, but when he looked at Xia Jun, his eyes were a little gloomy. Open your mouth with a sneer,

"Killing the emperor, you are so bold. Forget the past. This time, you dare to invade our clan and kill the saint. Aren't you afraid of the anger of the nine gods coming down? If you retreat now and hand over the unparalleled traitor, it's not too late. Otherwise, once the nine-headed god is angry, even if you are the son of heaven, you can't bear the anger of the god!"

"How dare you ask me to retreat? Shadow sacrifice, you are not old and confused, haven't you? I, Xia, have always done things to the end, never give up halfway, and will not retreat! What a bullshit god, you are nothing, but the dog sitting down by the virtual demon dares to talk big in front of me!"

Boom!

The kung fu of speaking, Xia Jun's body, the momentum of the silver Tianzi, was released without hesitation, rushing around.

Xia Jun has made up his mind to take the opportunity to solve the resentment of the film clan. If Xia Wushuang hadn't rescued his father, Xia Jun would have done it long ago. How could this film clan sacrifice nonsense?

Under the spirit of Xia Jun, many of the surrounded shadow assassins changed their color on the spot and retreated rapidly.

The face of the high priest of the shadow clan was completely discolored. His angry mouth trembling and roared loudly:

"That's enough to kill the emperor! Do you think my family is really afraid of you? Yes, I am a dog, and that is also a demon dog! It depends on the owner to beat the dog. If you want to touch us, you must bear the anger of a virtual demon. Do you think that your strength can be the opponent of the nine-headed god?

"Well, since you come to die by yourself, I can't care so much. In front of the nine-headed god, you don't dare to be so arrogant and plead with the nine-headed god to show his spirit!"

The shadow sacrifice was obviously well prepared. Knowing that he could not scare away Xia Jun, he immediately pinched his fingerprints and recited a spell. Call out loudly.

With the call of the sacrifice of the shadow clan, a force of faith visible to the naked eye also flew up on the shadow clan, turned into light spots, and flew to the mountains, in the statue of a temple.

It is a statue of a Hydra, and the whole gold shape is lifelike. At this time, with the blessing of infinite faith, the statue came to life slowly. Nine heads suddenly raised and let out a huge roar.

"Who dares to invade this sheltered race!"

A strong spiritual idea suddenly emanated from the statue.

"Oh, my God, it's the nine-headed god 1"

"Nine-headed God, our Father God, your humble servant, willing to give everything to you!"

With that strong spiritual idea, countless shadow assassins cheered crazily. The shadow sacrificed, and looked at Xia Jun coldly and said, "Kill the emperor, you are dead, offend the nine-headed gods. Let me see how you die!"

"Well, this nine-headed deformed snake also deserves to be called a god?" Xia Jun's face was extremely cold. The eye of insight can be seen through at a glance. This is just a trace of spiritual imprint of the nine-headed god, and it is not the original image of the nine-headed god at all.

The real nine-headed god is estimated to be still fighting fiercely with the other old demons and the Dark Emperor, where he may pull over.

"Jither, what did you say? How dare you say it again!" The sculpture-like Hydra, nine snake heads and eighteen pairs of eyes suddenly stared at Xia Jun.

A more terrible spiritual pressure than Xia Jun came down overwhelmingly.

Boom!

The peak where the temple was located made a loud noise. The sculpture-like mungo was completely alive at this time, like a living thing, floating in the air, condescending, looking at Xia Jun with a sinister face and saying:

"Blade Warrior, it's you again! Last time you took away the saint of this seat, I didn't care about you because you were a junior! This time, you dare to openly invade this sheltered race. You son of a bitch are really lawless! Do you think you dare to do whatever you want with the support of the virtual clan behind you? I want to kill you, just like killing a chicken!"

"Today, I will take action in person, replace the virtual emperor, teach you a lawless little beast, and let you know that there are people outside, and there is a truth outside! I wait for the pressure of gods and demons, which can't be challenged by a little miscellaneous fish like you with a little luck!"

hong!

Silently, a spiritual hand the size of a grinding disc has suppressed the Xia army fiercely with the momentum of Mount Tai.

A huge pressure formed an invisible chain, entangling towards Xia Jun, trying to imprison Xia Jun in place and unable to move.

"Hahaha, this is good. This boy has angered the nine-headed god. Let's see if he is not dead!"

"Well, as long as he dies, we will go to Tai City and slaughter the damn city, and then our family can** and occupy the whole earth!"

"Hahaha, you think too much. It's just a deformed snake. You think you can scare anyone by releasing the momentum of virtual demons. Unless you get up, today I'd like to see who suppressed whom!"