Fuxi, Shennong, Nezha, Guan Yu, and the four quasi-saint realms stand proudly in the void, with their breath directly locked in the jifeng in the air, and the murderous intent in their eyes was completely unconcealed.

If I had just come one step late, the seven quasi-saint realms of the Great Zhou Dynasty might have fallen here directly.

Although these gods and demons have died once.

But if you die in this heavenly universe, you may really die. Even Your Majesty, it is impossible for someone to be resurrected infinitely, right?

Over the years, we have been both gods of the Great Zhou Empire and people from the prehistoric universe. Even though our strength is very different, our relationship has always been very good.

Especially Houyi and Kuafu, Nezha and Guan Yu had a drink with them not long ago.

But now, the seven people are seriously injured and dying.

"Master Shennong, Di Jiang and the others have given it to you!" Nezha said without looking back, and his anger could no longer be restrained.

"Dijiang and the others still have a breath, it's not difficult to get them back!" Shennong's voice was dull. Although he was not good at fighting, he was good at healing. As long as Dijiang and the others did not completely cut off the breath of life, no matter how serious the injury was, he could get them back. It was just a matter of time.

"Leave this guy to me!"

Nezha's eyes locked on Ji Feng. As soon as he finished speaking, he did not give Fuxi and Guan Yu a chance to react. The hot wheel under his feet roared out, and a distance of millions of miles arrived in an instant!

"die!"

The fire-tip gun pierces the throat of Monsoon.

Once you take action, you will be the ultimate kill!

After reaching the level of quasi-saint realm, Nezha also made a qualitative leap in other aspects.

The speed of attack is difficult to capture even the middle-level strongman at the quasi-saint realm.

"clang!"

However, after all, Monsoon is not an ordinary quasi-saint realm, but a powerful man at the late stage of the quasi-saint realm. At the critical moment, he had an extra seven-foot spear in his hand, which looked similar to the Fang Tian Hua Ji. The spear was made of top-notch black iron material, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Although it is not an innate treasure, it is also the top among the pseudo-innate treasures.

"The reaction is quite fast!"

Nezha grinned, and his eyes revealed a bit of sarcasm.

Ji Feng felt a stern in his heart, and was about to make some move. The tip of Nezha's fire-tip gun suddenly opened like a blooming lotus, and a hot flame directly sprayed on his face.

"ah!"

Caught off guard, Monsoon didn't even have time to defend, and the hot flames in the fire-tip gun started to burn on his face.

"Bang!"

Nezha's fire-tip spear swept with the opportunity and hit Ji Feng's burly body.

The latter's body flew backwards like a missile launched on the spot, smashing a wandering meteorite into pieces.

Nezha thought, and the hot wheel under his feet accelerated instantly, turning into a firelight, and directly chasing him.

As for the fourteen quasi-saint realms on the side, Nezha ignored them without even looking at them.

This made them feel humiliated while being grateful.

Although they are only in the early stages of the quasi-saint realm and the middle stages of the quasi-saint realm, which is not as good as those of the late stages of the quasi-saint realm like Monsoon, no matter what, they are also powerful people at the level of the quasi-saint realm. Looking at the universe of the heavens, that is also the number one master, okay? Should you ignore them so much?

However, this thought flashed through, and a pressure directly enveloped them.

Guan Yu and Fuxi have already arrived near them.

"The fourteen quasi-saint realm? There are quite a lot of people, but this still cannot change your ending. Death!" Guan Erye was extremely domineering. Although he was still extremely powerful in the face of the fourteen quasi-saint realm level, he was still extremely powerful, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword slashed directly.

Although the Qinglong Yanyue Sword is just a top-grade spiritual treasure and is not even a pseudo-innate treasure, it is no less inferior to the ordinary pseudo-innate treasure in the hands of Guan Erye, who is perfect in the quasi-saint realm.

The fourteen quasi-saint realm did not expect that Guan Yu would not even give them the opportunity to explain, so he directly killed him.

You know, although they came with Ji Feng and did have some plans, after all, they never took action against Di Jiang and the others from beginning to end. At best, they were just spectators.

Is this a guilty person?

They want to defend themselves.

But obviously there is no chance.

When life and death are at stake, they can only resist Guan Yu's sword first.

But the distance is too close, and they don't have time to use any powerful tricks.

"Puff!"

Even in the early stages of the three quasi-saint realms, they were directly chopped in half by Guan Erye, and they had no time to escape from their soul.

The person who was slightly behind took the opportunity to retreat millions of miles in lightning, and had no intention of fighting with Guan Yu at all.

However, more people were injured by the sword energy of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and were covered in blood, which was quite miserable.

"Please wait!"

A strong man in the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm quickly shouted.

"What do you have to say, go to hell!"

Guan Yu's eyes were full of murderous aura. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was swung out again, and the sword aura spread across the world.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely give these people more opportunities to speak, but Di Jiang and his seven people were seriously injured and their lives were hanging on the line. It can be said that he had completely angered him. Even if he is a person with a good temper, he would turn into a bloodthirsty Shura at this time.

"Puff puff puff!"

More than a dozen quasi-saint-level powerful men were extremely shocked and angry and fought hard, but the realm was too great, so they were no match for them at all. In addition, they were unintentionally fighting and persisted for less than half a quarter of an hour. There were more than a dozen corpses on the scene, and only the soul was retained.

Do you think this is over?

Can Guan Yu erase their souls?

no!

Instead, I don't want these people to die too happily.

After erasing their bodies, Guan Yu immediately imprisoned their souls.

Otherwise, the three quasi-saints who died earlier would have escaped long ago.

From beginning to end, Fuxi did not take action, but just snatched the formation aside.

With his own strength, Guan Erye killed fourteen quasi-saint realms and captured their souls.

If this is spread, it will be enough to cause a lot of turmoil in the universe.

"Chang Yun, why didn't you kill them?"

Fuxi's figure appeared beside Guan Yu and glanced at the fourteen imprisoned souls.

Although each soul was imprisoned and could not speak, the shock and anger could be clearly seen from their almost substantial faces.

"These people dare to invade our Great Zhou, so of course they can't let them die too happily. These souls will be left to Di Jiang and the others to deal with later! I don't know how Di Jiang and the others are now." After Guan Yu further imprisoned these quasi-saint realm souls, he threw them all into the Sumeru bag.

"Shennong's healing ability is unparalleled in the world. With him here, Dijiang and others should not die." Fuxi said. In the prehistoric universe, he and Shennong were the Three Saints of Fire Cloud Cave, which can be said to be very familiar with.

Guan Yu nodded slightly, his eyes passed through the void, and looked at the starry sky millions of miles away. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Nezha really loves to play!"

He expressed his sympathy for the monsoon for three seconds!

Although, Mr. Guan Er wished he could tear the monsoon to pieces.
Chapter completed!