Chapter 514 Force a confession

The whole sky is full of the extremely crazy laughter of the white witch. That kind of laughter, gloomy and horrible, revealed a deep despair and resentment.

Originally, when the black and white witch heard the news of Xia Jun, she was very interested and joined hands to capture and kill Xia Jun. ; To make friends with the three temples, for this reason, both of them don't want the reputation of Wanjin Tower for ten thousand years.

It's just that the reality is extremely cruel. Instead of killing Xia Jun, the two brothers were caught together by Xia Jun, and the black witch was swallowed directly by a golden dragon, which made the white witch not angry and afraid.

The whole sky was full of his extremely crazy curses.

Xia Jun immediately made a move and made the prisoner in his hand shut up obediently.

"Noise!" Xia Jun slapped the White Witch in the face fiercely, swollen half of his face, and then sneered, "White Witch, I know you hate me very much and can't wait for the masters of the three temples to come to kill me, but you probably don't have a chance to see that day! Mr. Shan, it's up to you!"

Touch!

Xia Jun threw out the white witch who was unable to resist, as if he were throwing a piece of tattered cloth. At this time, Shan Wujiang, who had swallowed the black witch, also rushed over.

He was not picky. When he saw that the white witch had reached his mouth, he swallowed the white witch into his stomach with a dragon's mouth.

Ah!

The White Witch made a frightened scream. At the critical moment of life and death, he stimulated his last potential. Even if he was swallowed into his stomach, he resisted desperately. Try to kill again.

From Xia Jun's side, it is obvious that there is a small dot in the dragon belly of the golden dragon, constantly bulging and swimming, as if it were rushing out at any time.

"Shan Lao, are you all right?" Xia Jun asked.

"Ha ha, Xia Jun, don't underestimate me, not to mention just two golden emperors, even if you swallow all these people, it doesn't matter!" Shan Wujiang patted his stomach with a smile, a pair of huge dragon eyes, but he looked at the king of Fengyun maliciously and looked at a group of emperors and ministers who had been scared!

Shan Wujiang's original intention was actually to scare these people, but the king and ministers of Fengyun took it seriously. King Fengyun suddenly changed his face, looked at Xia Jun with extremely frightened eyes, and then slapped himself in the face.

"Kill the Son of God, spare your life! I, Fengyunguo, absolutely didn't mean to offend you. All this was dictated by those two black and white witches. As you know, I'm just a small silver emperor. We dare not refuse the orders of the two ancestors!"

King Fengyun also reacted quickly. He didn't need Xia Jun to plead guilty. Knowing that the general situation had gone, he ploped. He knelt down and pleaded loudly.

A group of literary generals behind him were so scared that they were about to pee on the spot. At this time, they were also sincerely afraid, and the shameless ones cried with tears on their faces on the spot and asked for forgiveness from Xia Jun.

These people dare not escape, and there is no way to escape in front of the golden emperor. The only thing the princes and ministers of the Kingdom of Fengyun can do is to ask for forgiveness.

Xia Jun took a cold look at these and said lightly, "Get up, at least you are also the king of a country. What's the style of kneeling in front of me like this!"

"No, killing the Son of God will not forgive me, and the villain will never dare to get up!" King Fengyun said tremblingly.

Since these people like to kneel, Xia Jun is also lazy to say more. At this moment, he finally realized the profound meaning of the saying that under the golden emperor are all ants.

The king of a country is not strong enough, and he is no different from an ant. For these people, Xia Jun was not even interested in doing it. He rudely said, "King Fengyun, now, you should tell me about the fifth generation of blade warriors!"

"Yes, since it is the order of the Son of God, I will naturally do it!" As King Fengyun spoke, he quickly took out a brocade box from his arms, held it with his hands, raised it high above his head, and displayed it in front of Xia Jun, "Your Highness, this is the Kingdom of Fengyun. Please check all the information about the blade warrior!"

"The inspection will be exempted. I don't dare to lie to me!" He just glanced at the brocade box and found that there was nothing abnormal. Xia Jun put it away and was too lazy to look at the content inside. Anyway, the black and white witches became his prisoners. What secret is there that he can't ask?

There is no intention of staying here for a long time. After greeting the seal of the earth to return to his side, Xia Jun planned to leave. The king and minister who picked up a life was also relieved and was about to get up and lead the ministers to respectfully send Xia Jun away.

Suddenly, Xia Jun remembered something again, turned around again, looked at King Fengyun coldly and said, "Yes, I almost forgot one more thing. I hope you can do it! The Temple of Killing has been reorganized. It is reasonable that the statue of the God of Killing should be restored. Let's start with your country!"

"I'll give you ten days. In ten days, I'm going to see the statue of the god of killing and stand there again!"

Xia Jun pointed to a deep mountain not far from the royal palace. On the top of the mountain, there was also a temple, which was the place where the five prisons were dedicated to the gods. Since the killing temple had been established, he simply used the mouth of the king Fengyun to promote it.

"Yes, don't worry, I promise that ten days, no, only five days, the statue of the god of killing can be rebuilt!" Naturally, King Fengyun did not dare to refuse Xia Jun's request and accepted it very obediently.

Xia Jun didn't care much. After thinking about it, he felt that there was no mistake. It was the one who shook the death wing. He left here and skipped the distance.

As for whether this group of people will follow their own requirements, Xia Jun is too lazy to care. His original intention is to reorganize the killing temple and release it with the help of these people's mouths.

During this period, King Fengyun also knelt there and did not dare to act at all. He waited until he was sure that Xia Jun really left. He wiped his head with cold sweat and stood up again. He said with lingering fear: "What a fierce killing of the god son is worthy of being a figure who can kill the three strongest gods. It's all because of the damn black Bai Shuangwu, I'm a country of Fengyun, and this time I've lost my face!"

"King, what about the requirement of killing the Son of God asking us to build a statue? Shall we do it?" A general boldly asked in a low voice.

King Fengyun's face changed, pondered for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Do it, why don't you do it!" Infuriated by other golden emperors, we also have the support of the Temple of Light, which angers this killing son of God. Our whole country is going to be subjugated! According to the king's order, within five days, I will see the golden body of the god of killing in the temple!"

"No! But we haven't seen what the king, the god of killing, look like? The general agreed, and then his face was full of embarrassment.

This general's words also stunned all the kings and ministers of Fengyun Kingdom. Yes, what does the god of killing look like? Ten thousand years have passed. Who can still remember this?

The cold sweat that the Fengyun King just disappeared came out again. He shouted in a trembling tone, "Is it possible that the sky is going to destroy my country? In case the killing god who killed that day comes back, we have not completed the statue of the god of killing, what should we do..."

"The king doesn't need to worry, but Weichen has a warning!" At a critical moment, an official came out of the Wenchen queue, touched the white beard and said, "Your Majesty, I have never seen this god of killing. Killing the Son has just been seen by everyone with their own eyes. According to the old minister, we simply set up a golden body in the temple as the appearance of killing the Son of God. !"

"What, put the statue of killing the son of God in the temple and line up with the gods. Prime Minister, do you know that this is blaspion! If something goes wrong, you and I will be destroyed by those temples!" The King of Fengyun was so scared that his face turned white.

However, if you can be the king of a country and cultivate the silver emperor, the king of wind and clouds is not a false reputation. After starting to be shocked, his eyes suddenly lit up and said in a low voice, "This is a wonderful idea! But we have to do it secretly. Even if we are found, we can also say that we are forced to kill the god! And soon, the masters of the three temples will definitely jointly hunt down this Xia Jun. When he dies, we will secretly remove the statue, which is the same..."

Leaving Fengyun City, Xia Jun did not stop for a moment and immediately began to hurry. If his expectation is right, at this time, it is estimated that Wan Jinlou has sold the news of his appearance to the three temples.

Even the people sent by the three temples to chase themselves may already be on the way.

At this time, it was naturally impossible for Xia Jun to continue to stay in the country, but left here quickly and stayed for tens of thousands of miles in a long time. He found a cave in a desolate deep mountain, and then drilled in.

"Shan Lao, how's the black and white witch? Are you still making noise?" Confirming the safety around, Xia Jun sat cross-legged in the belly of the mountain and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Xia Jun. Those two guys have been suppressed to death by the old man, and now I'm afraid they can't even move their fingers!" The mountain boundless urn said angrily.

"Okay, old mountain, you open the seal of the earth immediately. I have something to ask these two people in person!" Xia Jun nodded slightly, ordered Shan Wujiang to open the internal space of the seal of the earth, and then stepped in.

As soon as he entered, Xia Jun saw the black and white witch, like a dead dog, crushed by the terrible gravity inside the seal of the earth, lying on the ground with a face full of bad luck.

When they saw Xia Jun coming in, the unlucky on their faces turned into panic and viciousness, and they broke their mouths and cursed one after another.

"Xia Jun, you are a despicable and shameless demon. Fortunately, you are still a god, and you are actually designed to fool our brothers. Even if our brothers turn into fierce ghosts, they will not let you go!" The white witch scolded crazily. At this time, he couldn't figure it out. Xia Jun took out the dragon blood in Wanjin Tower to deliberately fool them, but they really took the bait and took the initiative to run out to catch Xia Jun.

Xia Jun did not deny it, but said coldly, "Two venerable people, since you already know, it should be clear that I won't kill you. Now, I will give you a chance to live and tell me the original clues you know about the killing gods. If there is a word to hide, don't blame me. I, Xia, have a cruel heart!"

"Bah, devil, my brother has offended you to death, and you will kindly let us go! Even if my brother dies, he will never tell you a word!" The black witch roared viciously. He was hit by the seal of the earth, and his whole body was almost broken. Only his head was intact and looked particularly bloody and horrible.

Xia Jun did not frown. In such a situation, he had expected and was ready to force a confession. Seeing that these two people did not speak, he snapped his fingers. Two clusters of silver flames jumped out of their fingertips in an instant and bounced to the black and white witch...