After a muffled sound.

Chu Tianhe was thrown away by the man's giant palm and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Husband!"

Wen Xue and Wen Yue quickly helped Chu Tianhe up.

High in the air.

A figure wearing a purple robe and a black gauze hat appeared, standing proudly high in the sky.

"You all must die!"

The messenger of the gods smiled ferociously.

"Oh, is it so?"

A contemptuous voice sounded.

Tear it apart!

The void was broken.

A figure covered in purple armor appeared and confronted the messengers of the gods. It was the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord.

"Senior, help!"

Seeing that figure, Chu Tianhe shouted quickly.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord waved, and a sword light flew out from the cicada-winged flying sword and merged into his purple armor.

"Who are you?" The envoys of the gods stared at the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord, "Your aura is strange, it seems to have immortal energy, and it does not seem to be the holy realm known to the three thousand worlds."

"I am the sage who hides in the world." Gu Lingxian said.

"Hmph! No matter who you are, if you interfere with the work of our messengers of the gods, you will die!" The messenger of the gods raised his hand, and a bright lightsaber appeared in his palm, and he thrust it out with all his strength.

"Little tricks!"

The Ancient Spirit Immortal stepped forward, and dozens of purple sword threads pierced out, entangled the lightsaber, and pulled hard.

Tear it apart!

The lightsaber quickly fell apart and was completely invincible.

"how come?"

The expressions of the messengers of the gods changed slightly.

call out!

At this moment, several sword threads came and easily penetrated the chest of the messenger of the gods, nailing him to the void.

"Break it for me!"

The messengers of the gods made a secret with both hands, and their arms glowed, like a sharp sword, chopping on the sword wire.

Bang!

The sword silk didn't move at all.

"impossible!"

The expressions of the messengers of the gods changed greatly.

"Die!"

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Master made a seal with his hands, wrapped his sword around it, and with a sharp squeeze, the messengers of the gods were obliterated by the Soul-devouring Immortal Sword Formation.

On the cloud.

Ye Feng raised his hand and imprinted the remnant souls of the messengers of the gods on the boundary monument. He obtained some information and learned that all the first batch of messengers of the gods had been destroyed.

"It seems that the hidden crisis has been lifted for the time being."

"However, I am afraid that the second batch of messengers from the gods will continue to come out of the place where the Shangguan Oracle is in the near future, causing trouble in all directions."

"These cancers must be removed!"

Ye Feng's face was cold.

on the ground.

"Senior is mighty!"

The people of the Xueyue Holy Sect saw with their own eyes the scene where the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord swept across the entire scene. They were all impressed and saluted one after another.
Chapter completed!