The arrival of the soul-breaking messenger from the Soul Hunting Temple was beyond everyone's expectations.
According to historical records, the Soul Hunting Messenger has not appeared for a very long time.
They only appear in every great world!
It just so happens that now is another great world. The long-silent soul hunting messengers have reappeared in the world, which means that a bloody storm caused by them is about to come!
"It turns out that he is the envoy of the Soul Hunting Temple. I wonder why you are here today?"
Ling Wuse knew that the person who came was not good. Once he was contaminated by an existence like the Soul Hunting Temple, he could never get rid of it. From ancient times to the present, no one was willing to provoke it.
But today, they took the initiative to come to the door, and they chose this festive day.
"I came here today just for one person."
As the six envoys from the Soul Hunting Temple spoke, their eyes were all fixed on Jun Wuxie, "He has been put on the hunting list of my Soul Hunting Temple, and we are here today to hunt for his ancient blood and soul."
The words of the soul-hunting envoy were very cold, like a life-seeking envoy from the Nine Nether Hell, without any human emotions.
Their eyes were as dark as ink, with no whites, and their hands exposed outside the black robes were as white as bloodless, like ghost claws.
The six people came to the field step by step.
As they approached, all the guests present gave way and kept a sufficient distance, for fear of being involved in this terrible whirlpool.
Ling Wuse and Nanli Jingwei stood in front of Jun Wuxie and looked at the six soul hunters coldly.
"Demon Lord, madam!"
After some struggle, the elder kings of the Ling family had to make a choice in their hearts.
Although the Ling family is powerful, if it comes to tit for tat with the Soul Hunting Temple, the consequences will be disastrous!
Ling Wuse and Nanli Jingwei firmly protected Jun Wuxie behind them, and did not waver in the slightest due to the shouts of the elder kings, who were so anxious that they were sweating profusely.
"Monster Ling, are you sure you want to stand in front of us? With your status, your words and deeds represent the position of the demon clan!"
The soul-hunting messenger spoke coldly, the soul-hunting sickle in his hand glowing with a frightening black light.
At this time, Jing Ya wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Jun Wuxie.
Ling Wuse was about to respond to the soul-hunting envoys when Jun Wuxie walked out from behind them, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, you demon clan should not get involved in this matter. Since they are looking for my son-in-law, let him handle it."
"Innocent!"
Ling Wuse and Nanli Jingwei looked solemn. This was a soul hunter at the Saint Ancestor level. How could Jun Wuxie handle it?
Besides, the Soul Hunting Temple has more than just messengers from the Saint Ancestor realm. Messengers of this level are nothing in the Soul Hunting Temple, and can only be regarded as middle-level.
"Father-in-law and mother-in-law are at ease."
Jun Wuxie gave them a reassuring look.
Ling Wuse and Nanli Jingwei retreated to their daughter Ling Qingyu's side with anxiety, their brows furrowed.
Their son-in-law still needs time and space to grow up, and he didn't expect to be hunted head-on by the Soul Hunting Temple so soon.
Those among the guests who were targeting and hating Jun Wuxie were feeling aggrieved, but now they couldn't help but smile with gloating smiles.
The messenger from the Soul Hunting Temple is here, this Jun Wuxie will definitely die!
On the hunting list of the Soul Hunting Temple, who can survive?
The short-lived glory of his life is destined to come to an end, everything will end quickly, and all the brilliance is just a passing cloud!
"You have some courage as a prey."
The cold voice of the soul hunting messenger spread to every corner, "I have allowed you to grow up over the years, and you have created some brilliance and brilliance. When you are satisfied, I will end your life today."
"You rats hiding in the darkness like to speak loudly. Just like your soul hunting palace in the lower world, the same is true for those soul hunters back then. In the end, they were all buried in the great world."
Jun Wuxie's words were calm, and his tone was not intense, but every word was very lethal, causing the eyes of those soul-hunting envoys to instantly emit a cold black light.
Everyone present was also shocked. This Jun Wuxie was so crazy that he dared to say this in front of the soul hunters. They didn't know who gave him the courage.
"When the sky is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be disaster. This Jun Wuxie's character is destined to die!"
Someone commented this way.
"Isn't it? This is called not being able to understand the situation. It's like meat on the chopping board, and he dares to speak so loudly. Although I sympathize with his experience, at this moment, his pretended calm appearance and arrogant posture are really disturbing. People find it very annoying!”
Seiko Aoki sneered.
"Hey, Youdao is a self-inflicted sin. You can say such things no matter how powerful you are, but you still have to pretend to be tough even though you don't have the strength. This kind of behavior is really stupid in the eyes of this holy son."
The Holy Son of Phantom Mirage sighed, his words mocking.
"Prey! You dare to speak so loudly even when you are about to die. I can't be bothered to listen to your chatter!"
One of the six soul-hunting envoys took action. He did not use the soul-hunting sickle because the master of their branch hall said that he would take the whole body back.
So, he directly stretched out his hand, and the moment he spread his palms, it was like the dark sky was pressing down, and the black law energy was falling down, like countless black mountains suppressing it.
Ling Wuse looked horrified and was about to take action when he saw golden talismans appearing around Jun Wuxie's body.
The power of the talismans blooming from these talismans formed a light curtain, which easily resisted the black palm. No matter how it was suppressed, it could not move any further.
Just like that, the palm stopped in the sky more than ten meters away from Jun Wuxie.
"Did I say you didn't eat?"
Jun Wuxie's words were full of ridicule, which completely angered the soul hunter and shocked everyone present!
That's Fu Dao!
It turns out that the great talisman master had left some tricks on him. No wonder he had the confidence to speak like this to the soul hunting envoys of the Soul Hunting Temple, tit for tat, and even make sarcastic remarks.
"Do you think that the means the Talisman Master left on you can stop our hunting?"
The soul-hunting envoy who took action waved the black soul-hunting sickle.
The moment the sickle was swung out, the world instantly fell into darkness!
Everyone saw that the sickle seemed to become infinitely large in an instant, but this was just an illusion caused by the influence of the law. In fact, the sickle did not change, but the killing power of the law on it was very terrifying, and the law stirred out The energy made countless people present feel their souls tremble and their souls tingle, as if their souls were about to be torn apart.
This is the special nature of the Soul Hunting Temple's techniques. During battle, they can put tremendous pressure on the target's soul, making it difficult for the target to exert its full combat effectiveness.
"when!"
A harsh metallic tremor resounded through the Holy City of the Monster Clan, and the sharp sound pierced the sky.
In people's shocked eyes, the terrifying soul-splitting scythe failed to break through the Fudao barrier defense. Instead, it was bounced back. A large piece of the scythe's blade was missing, and the entire scythe was full of cracks.
"Try harder, I can do it. How about you guys come together?"
Jun Wuxie's calm words sounded like huge irony to the six soul hunting envoys.
People like them will almost never fail once they take action, not to mention that the target is still a person who has just entered the realm of the Holy Emperor. They are the Holy Ancestors!
Almost instantly, six people took action at the same time, and black light smoke burned on everyone's body. They were sublimating, and their momentum climbed crazily.
The six soul-hunting scythes, blooming with the light of magical powers, struck one after another on the golden barrier intertwined with talismans and seals surrounding Jun Wuxie.
when--
After a piece of metal trembled, all six sickles were broken into large holes, with cracks on them, and then they were broken into pieces.
The six soul-hunting envoys staggered backwards, unable to stand firm under the force of the counter-shock. The arm wielding the sickle spasmed, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood flowed profusely.
"The people from the Soul Hunting Temple are really a bit arrogant."
A deep and magnetic voice sounded in the distant sky. When everyone heard the voice and turned around, they saw the owner of the voice coming here as if teleporting.
This is a very heroic middle-aged man, with disheveled silver hair, an intimidating aura, and an aura as deep as the abyss and sea. Countless talismans and seals float around his body, and the pressure of the talismans covers the world.
"What do you think of the Soul Hunting Temple as the king and god of my Dawn Dynasty? Do you want to kill them whenever you want? They are just a bunch of saint ancestors, like ants."
When the silver-haired Talisman Master spoke, he reached out and grabbed it.
"Walk!"
The pupils of the six soul-hunting envoys shrank. Unexpectedly, the silver-haired talisman master was secretly paying attention to Jun Wuxie!
They knew that the situation was over, so they turned around and ran away!
However, they overestimated themselves and found that the void here had long been imprisoned by the talisman and was as strong as holy gold and could not be torn apart.
Almost at the same time, the big hand of Talisman energy covered them all at once.
As soon as the palms were closed, the six soul-hunting envoys were restrained in their hands. The bones in their bodies were crackling and cracking, causing them to let out heart-piercing screams.
The black clouds in the sky dispersed and the cloudless sky returned.
The palms of the silver-haired Talisman master vibrated slightly, and the six soul-hunting messengers screamed like slaughtering pigs. The cave in their bodies was directly shattered, and their muscles and bones were broken, completely crippled.
Immediately, he casually threw the six soul hunters in front of Jun Wuxie.
The six people huddled on the ground and howled, no longer as powerful as before.
The silver-haired Talisman Master quietly disappeared at this moment.
Only then did everyone come back to their senses from the shock, their faces full of horror!
The silver-haired talisman master was not afraid of the Soul Hunting Temple and directly destroyed the six soul hunting envoys!
"Damn it, if it weren't for that silver-haired talisman master, Jun Wuxie would be dead today, damn it!"
Aoki Seiko and others roared in their hearts, but the scene they expected did not appear.
Even the soul hunting envoys couldn't kill Jun Wuxie!
…
At this time, Ling Wuse and others came to their senses, their tense moods suddenly relaxed, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Jun Wuxie took two steps forward, raised his foot to step on the face of a soul hunter, and looked down at them, "Where did your arrogance just now go? Get up and show me how arrogant you are again?"
"you……"
The soul-hunting messengers were furious with hatred, but there was nothing they could do. Now their cultivation was ruined, their whole bodies were in severe pain, and they had no strength at all. However, their eyes were still cold, staring at Jun Wuxie.
"You are on the hunting list of my Soul Hunting Temple. Your fate has already been determined. Even the Talisman Master cannot protect you. Even he will end up being hunted and killed!"
The soul-hunting envoy made a cold voice, and a cruel and strange smile appeared on his pale face after the mask came off.
"You have a tough mouth. I'm waiting for you to die at any time!"
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he kicked the heads of the six soul hunters one by one and crushed them into pieces. The red blood and white brains splashed all over the floor.
Such a scene made many people present exclaim in surprise.
That was the messenger from the Soul Hunting Temple, and he was trampled to death just like that.
If it were them, even if the Soul Hunting Envoy became a useless person, they would not dare to treat him like this, because who is not afraid of enmity with the Soul Hunting Temple?
Once you are targeted by the Soul Hunting Temple, it means that you will be haunted by nightmares. It will be a lifelong nightmare. This nightmare will not stop until you die or the sect is destroyed!
"Everyone, you haven't seen the Soul Hunting Messenger before. I'll give it to you for study."
Jun Wuxie couldn't stand the way these people feared the Soul Hunting Temple as if they were avoiding the plague god, so he kicked the six corpses into the crowd, flying right to where the people from the Qingmu Ancient Family, the Lingyun Ancient Family, and the Fantasy Mirage were. .
Such a scene caused the pupils of the three dominant forces to contract violently, almost reflexively, and the horrifying look made him laugh out loud.
"Jun Wuxie, what do you mean?"
They felt a little embarrassed about themselves and asked questions angrily.
"I just want to show you what the Soul Hunter looks like. I don't know why you reacted so violently. Is the Soul Hunter so scary? It's just a corpse."
"you……"
The strong men of the three dominant forces pointed at him, but they were speechless for a long time, not knowing how to refute.
