Chapter 1,207 The Messenger of the Gods Reappears

"We can't reveal it yet."

Chu Tianhe shook his head repeatedly.

"Oh well!"

Fairy Xue Yue could see that Chu Tianhe's attitude was very resolute. It was impossible to find out the origin of the saint behind him, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

The great elder asked.

"Since the Chu Tianhe sect leader has come to support us, do we still need to be afraid? This matter is not our sect disciple's fault in the first place. How about handing someone over? Absolutely impossible!"

Fairy Xueyue said coldly.

Half a day later.

boom!

A dull voice sounded.

The mountain gate of Xueyue Holy Sect was being violently bombarded.

"presumptuous!"

Fairy Xue Yue flew out, followed closely by Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, Wen Yue, and more than a dozen Holy Realm elders, arriving at the mountain gate of Xue Yue Holy Sect.

now.

An army of tens of thousands blocked the mountain gate.

The leading figures are all in the Heavenly Saint Realm.

Behind them, there were many powerful men in the Holy Realm, but each of them exuded a dark aura.

Above the void.

Ye Feng and Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord were sitting among the clouds, drinking tea, looking down, with smiles on their faces.

"It is indeed the army of the underworld."

Ye Feng said.

"Master, these are the armies of the Hades that were refined using the Pluto's Cauldron? They seem to have a weak foundation and seem to have been forcibly improved. However, they are large in number and difficult to deal with."

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord was full of curiosity.

"Yes, the Pluto Cauldron can fully tap the potential of a practitioner. For example, if a genius has the potential of the Heavenly Saint Realm, if his corpse is placed in the Pluto Pot, he can become a powerful Hades warrior in the Heavenly Saint Realm."

Ye Feng explained.

"So magical? Then, wouldn't it be possible to use Pluto's pot to build an invincible army in batches?"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord's eyes widened.

Ye Feng nodded and explained:

"The Pluto Cauldron is only a holy-level treasure. The upper limit is not high. If you hold it to death, you can build a holy-level Hades army."

"However, this is very difficult, because no one has the potential to hit the Holy Saint."

"Promoting to the Holy Saint depends not on potential, but on the rules of cultivation. Wanting to build the Nether Tribe in the Holy Realm is basically just an idea, and it has not been successful yet."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng changed the subject.

"When it comes to Pluto's pot, I will kill it sooner or later."

Pluto Guo fled back to the Pluto Holy Sect, and there was the Pluto Emperor, the Hundred Tribulation Realm, sitting there. If he tried to kill him, he would only come back defeated.

on the ground.

A Heavenly Saint from the Nether Clan looked at Fairy Xue Yue, and then at the Heavenly Saints Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, and Wen Yue. His face was gloomy and he shouted loudly: "What, you plan to kill the fish and defeat the net?"

Chu Tianhe took a step forward.

"We are four heavenly saints, how many of you are there? The fish will die and the net will break. Do you think too highly of yourself? I can kill you all by myself!"

Speaking of this, Chu Tianhe held the cicada-wing flying sword.

This thing is just a Heavenly Saint level holy weapon.

However, there is also the last sword energy at the holy level. Now, it is integrated with the sword light of the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord, which can cut out the sword energy at the holy level.

Just this one thing can sweep the whole place.

"Arrogant!"

The general of the Nether Clan in the Heavenly Saint Realm sneered, "You disciples of the Xueyue Holy Sect killed our Nether Clan army and deserve death. Hand them over quickly, otherwise, the sect will be destroyed!"

"Too much nonsense, I'll kill you first!"

Chu Tianhe held the cicada-wing flying sword, causing its surface to bloom with a dazzling purple light.

Tear it apart!

A sharp sword energy slashed out.

In an instant, the world was destroyed!

"Holy level attack!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Seeing this sword energy, the generals of the Nether Clan in the Heavenly Saint Realm turned around and ran away, but they were still hit in the body.

"ah!"

They screamed and fell to the ground. Their life was swallowed up by the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword, and they could no longer die.

"Run away!"

"Hurry and ask for the divine envoy!"

The remaining armies of the Nether Clan fled one after another.

"Want to leave? You'll die!"

Chu Tianhe also didn't expect that the sword light of the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord was so terrifying. It could kill three heavenly saints with one sword pass. He felt an inexplicable feeling of satisfaction in his heart and swung his sword again.

Tear it apart!

Countless sword energy slashed out.

In an instant, hundreds more powerful men from the Nether Clan died.

"Shu Zi, you dare!"

A shout came from high in the sky.

next moment.

Countless vitality condensed towards the center, mixed with a dozen strands of law aura, turned into a big hand that covered the sky, and slapped Chu Tianhe fiercely.

"The Holy Realm!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

On the cloud.

Ye Feng and Ancient Spirit Immortal touched their teacups, drank the spirit tea in one gulp, and then smiled and said: "The big fish has appeared."

"Do you need me to take action?" Ancient Spirit Immortal asked.

"If Chu Tianhe is defeated, you can take action, but remember to cover yourself." Ye Feng nodded.

"Okay!" Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord nodded.

In front of the Xueyue Holy Sect Mountain Gate.

When Chu Tianhe saw the giant hand that covered the sky, he quickly grasped the cicada-winged flying sword with both hands and continued to strike with sharp sword light. However, he only split the giant hand and did not stop its falling trend.

"It's over!"

Feeling the terrifying pressure of this palm, everyone trembled all over, and many leaders and factions wailed.

"We should hand over those disciples."

"That's right!"

"It's all over now!"

They kept wailing.

"Hmph, you are like an ant, but you dare to compete with us. You really don't know how to live or die." The voice of the messenger of the gods sounded again, his tone full of disdain.

"Senior, save me!"

Chu Tianhe knew he was outmatched and quickly looked up into the sky.

"Huh? Is there anyone else?"

The voice of the messenger of the gods sounded again.

boom!

After a muffled sound.

Chu Tianhe was knocked 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, confronting 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."

The 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 messengers 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 no match for him.

"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, entwined the sword thread, and with a sharp squeeze, the messengers of the gods were obliterated by the Soul-Eating 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 temporarily lifted."

"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.