The Soul-Splitting Messenger from the Soul Hunting Temple arrived, beyond everyone's expectations.
According to historical records, the Soul Hunter has not appeared for a very long time.
They only appear in every great world!
Just in time, there is another great world. The long-silent soul hunting messenger reappears in the world, which means that a bloody storm caused by them is coming!
"It turns out that he is the messenger of the Soul Hunting Temple. I wonder what you are doing today?"
Ling Wuse knew very well that the person who came was not good. Once the existence of the Soul Hunting Temple was contaminated, it would never be able to get rid of it. From ancient times to the present, no one was willing to provoke it.
But today, they came to the door on their own initiative and chose this festive day.
"I'll come today for only one person."
As the six messengers of the Soul Hunting Temple spoke, their eyes were all fixed on Jun Wuxie. "He has been on the hunting list of my Soul Hunting Temple. Today we will come to hunt his ancient blood and soul."
The words of the Soul Hunter's Messenger were very cold, as if they were from the Nine Nether Hell, without any human emotions.
Their eyes were as dark as ink, without white eyes, and their hands exposed outside the black robe were also as white as bloodless, like ghost claws.
Six people came to the venue step by step.
As they approached, all the guests present gave in and kept a sufficient distance, fearing that they would be involved in this terrible vortex.
Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei stood in front of Jun Wuxie and looked coldly at the six soul hunting messengers.
"Master, Madam!"
After some struggle, the elders of the Ling family had to make a choice.
Although the Ling family is powerful, if they are confronted with the Soul Hunting Temple because of this, the consequences will be unimaginable!
Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei firmly protected Jun Wuxie behind him, and did not waver at all because of the shouts of the elders, which made the elders sweat profusely.
"Master Ling, are you sure you want to stand in front of us? As you are, your words and deeds represent the position of the demon clan!"
The soul hunter spoke coldly, and the soul hunter sickle in his hand was filled with a scattered black light.
At this time, Jingya wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Jun Wuxie.
Ling Wuse was about to respond to the soul hunting messenger, but Jun Wuxie walked out from behind them, "Father-in-law, you demon clan should not be involved in this matter. Since they are looking for a son-in-law, let the son-in-law solve the problem."
"Not evil!"
Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei looked solemn. These are the Holy Ancestor-level soul hunting messengers. How can Jun Wuxie deal with it?
Besides, there are more than just messengers in the Holy Ancestor realm. Messengers of this level are nothing in the Soul Hunting Temple, they can only be considered middle-level.
"Father-in-law and mother-in-law are at ease."
Jun Wuxie gave them a look of peace of mind.
Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei retreated to their daughter Ling Qingyu with uneasy hearts and frowns.
Their son-in-law still needs time and space to grow up, but he didn't expect to be hunted by the Soul Hunting Temple so soon.
Among the guests, those who targeted Jun Wuxie and hated Jun Wuxie were already full of aggrievance, but at this moment they couldn't help but smile with gloating.
The messenger of the Soul Hunting Temple has arrived, and this Jun Wuxie will definitely die!
After entering the hunting list of the Soul Hunting Temple, who can survive?
The short glory of his life is destined to come to an end, everything will end quickly, and all the brilliance is nothing more than passing clouds!
"You prey have some courage."
The cold voice of the soul hunter's voice spreads everywhere, "Let you grow in the past few years, and you have created some brilliance and some brilliance. As you are satisfied, you will end your life today."
"You mice hiding in the darkness like to speak out the most. Just like the Soul Hunting Hall in your lower realm, the Soul Hunter was the same back then, and they were all buried in the great world."
Jun Wuxie's words were plain and his tone was not fierce, but every word was very lethal, causing the eyes of those soul hunters to burst out with 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 Hunter. I don’t know who gave him the courage.
"There will be rain in the sky, and the woe in the sky will be miserable. This Jun Wuxie's character is destined to be a dead end!"
Someone commented this way.
"Isn't it? This is called being confused and it's all the fish on the chopping board. He still dares to speak out loud. Although I sympathize with his experience, at this moment, his pretended calmness and arrogant attitude are really what makes people feel.
People feel very annoying!”
Aoki Holy Son sneered.
"Hey, you have to do something wrong and you can't live. How capable you have to say anything, you obviously don't have that ability, but you have to pretend to be tough. This behavior seems really stupid to this Holy Son."
The Saint Son of the Immortal Mirage sighed, and spoke with sarcasm.
"Pret! You dare to speak out loud when you die. I'm too lazy to listen to your noise!"
Some of the six soul hunting messengers took action, but he did not use the soul hunting sickle because their hall master said he wanted to bring the whole body back.
So he reached out directly, and the moment he spread his palms and fingers, he pressed down like a pitch-black sky curtain, and the black law true energy fell, like countless black mountains suppressing down.
Ling Wuse looked horrified and was about to take action, but he saw golden talismans appearing around Jun Wuxie's body.
The power of the talismans blooming in these talismans forms a light curtain, which easily resists the black palm, and it is difficult to go down any further without any suppression.
In this way, the palm stopped in the sky more than ten meters away from Jun Wuxie.
"I said you didn't eat?"
Jun Wuxie's words were full of mockery, which completely angered the soul hunting messenger and shocked the people present!
That is the Talisman!
It turned out that the great talisman master had left some tricks on him. No wonder he had such confidence to speak like this with the soul hunting messenger in the Soul Hunting Temple, confronting him to the point, and even making sarcasm.
"Do you think the means of the talisman master staying on you can block our hunting?"
The soul hunter who took action waved the black soul hunting sickle.
The moment the sickle was swung out, the heaven and earth instantly fell into darkness!
Everyone saw that the sickle seemed to have become infinite in an instant, but this was just an illusion brought about 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 stimulated.
The energy made countless people present feel the soul tremble and the soul stinging, as if the soul was about to be torn apart.
This is the special nature of the martial arts of the Soul Hunting Temple. During battle, they can put huge pressure on the target's soul, making it difficult for the target to exert all its combat power.
"when!"
A sharp metal tremolo sounded through the Holy City of the Demon Clan, and a sharp sound pierced the sky.
In people's shocked eyes, the terrifying and killing soul-breaking sickle did not break through the defense of the talisman barrier, but was bounced back. A large piece of the blade of the sickle was missing, and the entire sickle cracks were everywhere.
"I'm fine. Otherwise, you might as well come together."
Jun Wuxie's words sounded huge irony to the six soul hunters.
People like them will hardly fail once they take action, and the target is still a person who has just entered the realm of the Saint Emperor, and they are the Saint Ancestors!
Almost instantly, six people took action at the same time, and black smoke burned on each of them. They were sublimating and their momentum rose wildly.
The six soul hunting sickles bloomed with the light of magical powers and laws, and continued to kill them on the golden barrier intertwined with talismans around Jun Wuxie.
when--
After a piece of metal tremolo, all six sickles were broken out, with cracks on them, and then they were broken into pieces.
The six soul hunters staggered backwards, and they were unable to stand firm under the power of recoil. The arm that swung the sickle convulsed continuously, the tiger's mouth collapsed, and blood flowed like a stream.
"The Soul Hunting Temple is really a bit arrogant."
A thick and magnetic sound rang out in the distance. When everyone heard the sound, they saw the owner of the sound coming here like teleporting.
This is a very heroic middle-aged man with silver hair dispersed, his aura is intimidating, his breath is like a sea and unfathomable. There are countless talismans around his body, and the power of the talisman covers the world.
"What is the Lord God of the Dawn Dynasty when you want to kill me? Just a group of saints, like an ant."
As the silver-haired talisman master started to speak, he reached out and grabbed it.
"Walk!"
The pupils of the six soul hunters contracted, but they didn't expect that the silver-haired talisman master was secretly paying attention to Jun Wuxie!
They knew the situation was hopeless, so they turned around and ran away!
However, they overestimated themselves and found that the void here had been imprisoned by the Talisman, as strong as holy gold and could not be torn apart.
Almost at the same time, the talisman energy hand covered them all at once.
As their palms and fingers were closed, six soul hunting messengers were held in their hands, and their bones were slamming and were constantly cracking, causing them to scream heart-wrenchingly.
The black clouds in the sky dissipated and the cloudless sun was restored.
The silver-haired talisman master vibrated slightly, and the six soul hunting messengers screamed like pigs. The cave in his body was directly shattered, his muscles and bones were broken, and he was completely useless.
Immediately, he threw six soul hunting messengers in front of Jun Wuxie.
The six people curled up on the ground and wailed, and they no longer had the power they had just now.
But the silver-haired talisman master disappeared silently at this time.
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 the silver-haired talisman master, Jun Wuxie would be dead today, damn it!"
Aoki Holyko and others roared in their hearts, but the picture they expected did not appear.
The soul hunter took action but he was unable to kill this Jun Wuxie!
...
At this time, Ling Wuse and others came to their senses, their tense mood suddenly relaxed, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Jun Wuxie stepped forward two steps, stepped on the face of a soul hunter, and looked down at them, "Where did the arrogance just now go? Get up and show me one of them?"
"you……"
The soul hunter was crazy, but he had no choice but to do anything. Now his cultivation level was aborted, his whole body was in severe pain, and he had no strength at all, but their eyes were still cold, and they stared at Jun Wuxie.
"After I'm on the hunting list of my soul hunting temple, your fate is already destined. Even the talisman master can't protect you, and even he will end up being hunted with a tragic end!"
The soul hunter made a cold sound, and the pale face of the mask falling off showed a cruel and weird grin.
"I'm pretty hard-mouthed, I'm always waiting for you to die!"
After Jun Wuxie said that, he slashed the heads of six soul hunters, and red blood and white brains splattered all over the floor.
Such a picture made many people present exclaim.
That was the messenger of the Soul Hunting Temple, and he was trampled to death.
If they were them, even if the Soul Hunter had become a useless person, they would not dare to treat this way, because who is not afraid of making enemies with the Soul Hunter Temple?
Once you are targeted by the Soul Hunting Temple, it means you are plagued by nightmares and a lifelong nightmare. Only when you die or the sect is destroyed can such a nightmare stop!
"Everyone, you have never seen the Soul Hunter, so I'll give it to you for research."
Jun Wuxie was very disgusted with these people's fear of the Soul Hunting Temple as if they were evading the plague god. He kicked six corpses into the crowd just a few feet, and flew towards the location of the Qingmu Ancient Family, the Lingyun Ancient Family, and the Huan Mian Ze people.
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Such a picture caused the pupils of the three dominant forces to shrink violently, and they bounced open almost like a conditioned reflex. The terrifying look made him laugh out loud.
"Jun Wuxie, what do you mean?"
They felt a little embarrassed and questioned them in anger.
"Let you see what the Soul Hunter looks like. I wonder why you react so fiercely. Is Soul Hunter so scary? It's just a corpse."
"you……"
The three powerful men of the dominant forces pointed at him, but couldn't speak for a long time and didn't know how to refute it.