It was also at this moment that all the guards in the palace took action, and the dark arrows tear the air into pieces, speeding from all directions, blocking all retreats.

At the same time, thirty-six great masters slashed out at the same time.

Swish...!

A ray of light also flew out from the Emperor's Seal suspended in the air, slashing Chu Yang's neck directly, and attacking him inadvertently, which was extremely spicy.

"I just want to borrow books to view, why should I do this?"

Chu Yang sighed with his hands behind his back, and a fairy light spurted in each acupoint of his body, forming a storm, shattering all the arrows falling beside him, and even the sword lights quickly disintegrated.

The powerful force set off a storm and shook all the thirty-six masters and the guards in the distance into blood mist.

Hong Xuanji's face changed wildly.

Yang Pan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"Who is your lord? Why did you trespass the palace?"

Hong Xuanji stood in front of Yang Pan, staring at Chu Yang, showing a deep look of vigilance.

Yang Pan pushed him away and faced Chu Yang. He raised his arm and saw a huge divine boat appearing in the sky, lying in the sea of ​​clouds, hanging high above the palace, with a huge muzzle aimed at the bottom. He said firmly: "Although you are strong, this is my grand palace. How can you trespass? Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose?"

As they spoke, hidden auras appeared from all over the palace, locking here.

Initial calculation, there were eighteen Martial Saints, twenty-four powerful ghost immortals, countless great masters, and three thousand imperial guards had arrived.
Chapter completed!