Mu Hanyan raised the long sword again, imagining to cut through the space like Futian, but was gently held on the shoulder by the divine master.

"Don't waste your efforts. With your strength, I can't break the space barrier of Little God Heaven, even I can't do it." The **** said with a sigh.

"Then he..." Mu Hanyan asked subconsciously. Futian could break open space even if he was seriously injured. With their strength, how could it not be possible.

"His knife is not only a divine weapon, but it can also break through the space, otherwise how could he travel through the vast void to the Holy Continent." Before she finished asking, the divine master actively explained.

It was then that Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that Futian’s long sword was mostly forged with some kind of meteorite that could break through the space, so even if her Hanxiao sword is also an artifact of extraordinary quality, it cannot be broken like his. space.

"Go back first." The **** master ordered, and said nothing.

I don't know why, Mu Hanyan suddenly felt that the divine lord seemed to be much older, and the energy in his body became much weaker. You must know that he is also a strong man in the Divine Martial Realm. Although he is injured, his injury is not as serious as Futian. It shouldn't be this way, right? Looking at the figure of the **** Lord Yu Feng, Mu Hanyan didn't know if it was an illusion.

Following the god, a group of wounded priests returned to the main temple again.

"Zhang Tianyuan, Luo Zhengdao, following the order, immediately led two godly priests and ten spirit priests to the Temple of Death, killing Futian at all costs."

"Lin Fenggu, Jiang Changsheng, led three god-word priests and ten god-soul priests to the Temple of the Earth, killing Futian at all costs."

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"Dou Nanshan, Zhang Fengxin and other spirit priests stayed at the main temple and repaired the big formation together with me."

Standing on the stone steps, the **** master gave orders with a majestic expression.

"My Lord God..." A divine blessing priest looked embarrassed.

They had seen Futian's strength with their own eyes, and let them chase this person, wouldn't they let them die?

"Don't worry, Futian's Shenwu Samurai Soul has been destroyed, and he has been seriously injured. You will never want to restore your cultivation level within a thousand years. This is a great time to get rid of him. If you delay the fighter, let him relax. One day it will be destroyed in his hands." Seeing their worries, the **** said calmly.

"What, his Shenwu Samurai Soul is ruined?" Everyone was taken aback. Futian was seriously injured and fled in a hurry under the chasing of the divine lord. They saw it with their own eyes, but they did not see the scene of the destruction of the Shenwu Samurai Soul.

The God Lord did not answer, but cast his gaze on Mu Hanyan, and the others turned their heads together.

"The Lord God's words are true, it was I who destroyed his soul samurai." Mu Hanyan said calmly.

This is not the time to be humble, if she is humble, who would dare to fight Futian desperately.

As a result, everyone looked at Mu Hanyan's gaze, no longer in pure awe, but in complete fear. Even the Lord Divine Master couldn't help it, even Futian, who was seriously injured by him, was ruined by Mu Hanyan and the Soul of Shenwu. What a terrifying strength this was. No one doubted what she said. She couldn't lie about this important matter related to the life and death of the Holy Continent, and it was even impossible for the gods to cooperate with her in lying.

"My Lord God, the big thing is not good!" At this moment, a priest hurried over and said with a flustered expression.

"What's the matter?" God Lord frowned and asked.