Yan Xiangyu's divine sense swept everything around him, and he soon discovered the strangeness of the stone stele.

She reached out to touch the stele, and the moment her fingertips touched the stele, a strong repulsive force came, pushing her whole person away more than ten zhang away.

Yan Xiangyu stepped on the ground in one step before she could stop her figure, and she looked at the stone tablet again at this time, with a solemn look between her eyebrows.

You must know that she is a cultivator in the Dan period, and the repulsive power of the stone tablet can push her away, and it is conceivable that this stone tablet is nothing extraordinary.

She focused her mind and probed the stele again.

However, before her divine consciousness could get close, she felt an invisible force like a mountain sweeping away the divine consciousness released towards her, pressing her divine consciousness back into the sea of consciousness.

Repeated attempts were blocked, and Yan Xiangyu already had some guesses about this stone tablet in his heart at this time.

In general, in ancient ruins, things like this stone tablet contain great opportunities.

And he was rejected by the stone tablet, obviously he was not qualified to obtain this opportunity.

In this way, Yan Xiangyu also put his mind at ease.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a sudden explosion in the sky.

The next moment, the five figures rushed into the sky and fought together.

One of the five was the oracle of the Pantheist who wore a mask of blue fangs.

He was under siege by four men at this time.

The four men were divided into two men and two women, and they were dressed differently, but it was only on their clothes that the glittering jewel was not difficult to see that their clothes were extraordinary.

One of them, a young man in a fiery red robe, was really eye-catching.

He was full of momentum, scorching like the sun, shining in the sky, holding a five-colored feather fan, and when he waved, all kinds of flames flew out from the feather fan, enveloping the pantheistic oracle.

Faced with the shroud of various flames, the Pantheistic Sect Divine Envoy also seemed to be quite jealous, and did not dare to touch it, so he could only burst out of the black qi around his body, wanting to extinguish the flames.

However, the red-robed young man who saw this situation pulled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to extinguish the flames of my Five Fire Phoenix Feather Fan, are you too naïve!" ”

His five fire phoenix feather fan, take the five elements of true fire, and use the phoenix feather to carry it, how can it be so easy to extinguish!

However, the next moment, the red-robed young man couldn't laugh.

I saw that the black qi unleashed by the Divine Envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods was rolled, and the five elements true fire that shrouded it was completely extinguished.

The red-robed young man who saw this scene suddenly turned gloomy.

And at this moment, a laugh came: "Zhu Hao, isn't your fan quite powerful, how did the Five Elements True Fire come out was extinguished all at once?" ”

The man who spoke was a man nine feet tall, with knotted muscles and muscles, who could prop up his robe and bulge.

This man's head was shiny, and he was smiling 'hehe', with a feeling of being cheap, which made Zhu Hao even more annoyed.

"Humph! Wang Yue, you have the ability! Zhu Hao snorted coldly.

"I'm up, I'm up, don't take advantage of my serious injury to come up and grab the credit!"

The big Wang Yue twisted his arm, clenched his fists and said to the others, then waved his fists and rushed towards the oracle of the Pantheistic Sect.

As soon as he took one step, he was already in front of the Divine Envoy of the Pantheistic Cult.

Immediately, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

The majestic qi and blood condensed into a fist shadow, turned into a long dragon of qi and blood, and blasted straight towards the chest of the Pantheistic Sect Divine Envoy.

And at this moment, the Pantheistic Divine Envoy also punched in.

The majestic black qi condensed into a black dragon and collided with the qi and blood dragon.

Boom –

With a loud bang, the qi and blood dragon collapsed, and the black dragon condensed by the black qi roared and slammed into Wang Yue's chest.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yue's complexion changed greatly, and he directly encouraged the qi and blood around his body, and his body swelled up again, like a small mountain.

The black gas dragon crashed into his body and blasted him straight away.

Wang Yue rolled in the air several times before he stood still.

Just as he was stabilizing his figure, a mocking laugh came: "Wang Yue, don't you ancient spirit sect claim to be invincible in the same realm in the flesh, how come you can't even take down a god envoy at the level of the Pantheistic Sect, and you are still invincible in the same realm?" ”

"You!" As soon as Wang Yue heard this, he was about to have a seizure, but he was interrupted by someone.

"Okay guys, if we fight alone, we won't be the opponent of this Pantheistic Cult Divine Envoy, only by joining forces, I'll join forces to capture this Pantheistic Divine Envoy first!"

The person who spoke was a woman in a purple Luo skirt with eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes like a clear pool, a nose and cherry lips, a melon seed face, and ice muscles and jade bones.

She held an ancient mirror full of purple light, and in that mirror, there seemed to be a round of purple sun, which made people dare not look at the ancient mirror easily.

As soon as she said this, Wang Yue immediately echoed: "Senior Sister Ziyue is right, we should join forces to fight the enemy now!" ”

After that, he looked at another woman in a white dress with a cold temperament, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Senior Sister Luo, you said yes!"

Seeing that Wang Yue directly ignored him, Zhu Hao was immediately angry.

However, the woman in the white dress with a cold temperament did not respond to Wang Yue's words, she just stood indifferently in the void with her sword, and her eyes were as cold as the moon, staring at the all-god oracle.

There was no response, and Wang Yue was not angry, he knew the character of this true disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, Luo Qingshuang.

It is said that even in the Divine Sword Sect, Luo Qingshuang rarely communicates with people, she is cold and arrogant, like a cold white lotus, she can only be viewed from a distance, not approached.

At this moment, Luo Qingshuang's eyes froze, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed a sword from the void, and with a wave of his hand, a sword was slashed.

The chilling sword qi shot out in an instant, turning into thousands of sword shadows in the air, directly blocking the path that the Myriad Cult Divine Envoy wanted to escape.

"Everyone, without further ado, let's do it!"

Seeing this, Ziyue greeted and raised her hand to throw out the ancient mirror in her hand.

The next moment, the ancient mirror magnified from the air, and a round of purple sun rose from the mirror, emitting purple fire, rolling towards the Pantheistic Sect Divine Envoy who wanted to escape.

Wang Yue and Zhu Hao also made a move without hesitation.

Zhu Hao waved the five-fire phoenix feather fan in his hand again, and the five-colored five-element true fire fanned out from the fan, and together with the purple fire projected in the mirror, it rolled towards the oracle of the Pantheistic Sect.

Wang Yue stepped out, his figure skyrocketed, and then he heard him shout: "Danshan!" ”

The next moment, a large mountain appeared on his back, and he lifted it up with one hand and ran towards the oracle of the Pantheistic Cult.

Under such an offensive, several people almost predicted that the Pantheistic Divine Envoy would be ambushed on the spot.

However, at this moment, Luo Qingshuang, who had always been cold and the sky was not shocked, was frowning slightly.

She sensed something strange about the oracle of the Pantheistic Cult.

I saw that the Pantheist Divine Envoy suddenly took off the blue-faced fanged mask on his face and threw it into the air.

"Please, God!"

A dull, hoarse voice came from the mouth of the oracle of the Pantheistic Cult.

The next moment, I heard a loud and unpleasant sound of lawsuits.

"It's not good, he wants to ask God, stop him quickly!"

Wang Yue's complexion changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly, and he was about to rush forward directly and smash the blue-faced fanged mask.

However, even if they were already aware of it, their movements were too late to be stopped.

Seeing that the blue-faced fanged mask was frozen in mid-air, about to give birth to a change.

Rumble!

A big hand fell from the sky and directly slapped the mask to pieces.

(End of chapter)