After hearing Dongfang Yao's words, he not only wasn't angry, but also smiled "haha", "You are right about Dongfang Saint, am I just a big fool?"

After self-deprecating, Lingbao Tianzun withdrew his gaze and continued to breathe, but his heart was no longer calm.

After the great god Pangu created the world, the soul of the soul transformed into the three purities. The reason why their human form was also derived from the great god Pangu was.

Similarly, the witch clan is also like a human form, and is also influenced by the great god Pangu. Dongfang Yao is right, they are not pure people.

They appeared countless epochs earlier than the human race, and the real human race was only found after Nuwa created humans.

Although Lingbao Tianzun and others were transformed by the soul, their personalities were different. His personality was most similar to Pangu, who dared to love and hate, and was extremely sharp. Even when facing the besiege of the other three saints, he never retreated.

Unfortunately, although he had the four swords of Zhu Xian, he was unable to defeat a variable, and even traitors appeared in his disciples.

All these experiences have made Lingbao Tianzun understand many truths. Although he does not have the sharp momentum he had in the past, he has become unable to trigger it.

The Lingbao Tianzun is waiting for the opportunity. It is an unsheathed sword. One day, it will surely swing the sword to slash out and regain everything lost.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's face turned ashen.

Dongfang Yao said that he was betrayed his disciples in a narrow sense, and when he talked about his pain, Yuanshi Tianzun did not do these things very much.

As for the Moral Heavenly Venerable next to Yuanshi Tianzun, his face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dongfang Yao talked about the indisputable facts, and only they themselves knew the specificity.

Imperial Palace.

Nuwa looked at Dongfang Yao with her autumn eyes and murmured: "Am I too selfish? I created a man without educating the world..."

Heavenly Court, Yao Pond.

The Jade Emperor sat in the Yaochi, his eyes looked through the void and nodded deeply, "Yes, if you are not a saint, you will be an ant after all. Only absolute power can protect what you want..."

The West Heaven, Lingshan.

The Taoist Zhiyan was furious at this time. Dongfang Yao was the first to scold them, which made all the three corpse gods furious, and the evil fire in his heart kept churning.

"Okay! What a Dongfang Yao, we are insidious and cunning. Are you also a sinister and cunning person?" The face of the Taoist Zhiyan was covered with thousands of years of frost. "My Buddhism has caused you to provoke you? Did you destroy my Buddhism's Journey to the West for many disasters and will have the chance of you becoming a saint?"

"You guy is not good at taking advantage of it. Not only do you reap the luck of my Buddhist fortune, but you still call me a villain now. Do you think my Buddhist is easy to bully?"

"You wait! I will definitely meet you hypocrite!"

After saying that, a bamboo that looked as beautiful as the Milky Way appeared in the hands of the Taoist Taoist, which was the six pure bamboo that the Western religion was most precious.

He did not use this treasure in the last battle with Dongfang Yao, and he also lost one-third of the Eight Ding Water.

Now Dongfang Yao's verbal and vicious tongue, he could no longer bear it.

As soon as the thought moves, the flowing light on the lotus platform under the seat turns indirectly leads the Taoist to tear apart the void and want to find Dongfang Yao to seek revenge.

"Brush!" A colorful light flashed, and the space crack that the Taoist had just torn torn apart strangely dissipated.

Then a figure appeared in the hall, which was the Taoist Zhunti holding the Seven Treasures Tree.

"Hmm?" Taoist Zhi Yin was stunned, and then he was happy, "Junior brother, have you come out of seclusion? Just go with Brother Wei to have a good time to have a good time this Dongfang Yao."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhunti shook his head and said lightly: "Senior Brother, there is no need to be excited. Now is not the time for us to take action."

"Junior brother?" Zhiyin Taoist was puzzled. In the past, Taoist Zhunti had the most prejudice against Dongfang Yao and was the most advocated to deal with Dongfang Yao.

Since the battle in Longwan Strait, I have wanted to take action, but Taoist Junti is still in seclusion. In addition, the Buddha of Namo Cili escaped, Taoist Junti resisted and did not take action.

However, in that battle, thousands of arhats in the West were killed, Sunlight Bodhisattva and Moonlight Bodhisattva were killed, and Namo Liulizhuang and King Yan Buddha were killed. All of this was instructed by Dongfang Yao.

It can be said that there is a deep hatred between Buddhism and Dongfang Yao’s Hunyuan Sect, and this hatred must be repaid with the opportunity.

"Senior brother, don't panic." Taoist Zhunti smiled faintly, "Why don't I want to teach this thief a lesson?"

"But we don't need to take action now, I'll just wait here and watch."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhunti's eyes lit up, his eyes lit up, and his face turned angry and happy, "Junior brother, are you talking about..."

....

Beijuluzhou, above the sky.

"You...you..."

The demon god stretched out his slender jade fingers and pointed at Dongfang Yao tremblingly, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

She originally thought that her words would attract the thunderous anger of the Eastern saint and be suppressed with a slap.

She dared to speak nonsense because of her dismay. The so-called big scar on her head was lost. Even if the demon god said the dissatisfaction in her heart, she would not dare to bring a word of dirty words.

But unexpectedly, Dongfang Yao would spit out a fragrant mouth and make the saints worthless.

Seeing the shocked expression of the demon god, Dongfang Yao smiled slightly, "What, I agree with your point of view. Did I say it wrong?"

While speaking, Dongfang Yao came from the top of Qinglong's head and foot, and lotus grew on the bottom of his feet. Every step he took was taken, golden lotus produced in the void.

In the eyes of the demon god, Dongfang Yao seemed to have arrived in front of him in the flash of light, and the fog wrapped around his body and the pressure that attracted people's mind slowly dissipated.

When the demon god looked at Dongfang Yao again, he had already restrained the pressure on his body and the mist completely dissipated.

This look shocked the demon god again.

She originally thought that Dongfang Yao would be an old monster if he could become a saint, but she didn't expect that Dongfang Yao's aura was so young, so young that it was outrageous.

If Dongfang Yao hadn't been a saint, she would have believed that Dongfang Yao was just a little baby.

In the prehistoric world, one retreat can last for thousands of years in the blink of an eye, but Dongfang Yao does not have the slightest breath of time, and he is extremely young.

The sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and facial features are as carefully carved by God. Dongfang Yao, who has dispersed the pressure of the saint, is no different from ordinary people, but the deep aura on his body, combined with the unique temperament like a banished immortal, made the demon saint's heart beat a little faster.

The cold and arrogant demon god seemed to have a ripple in his heart in front of Dongfang Yao. At the same time, she looked away and was a little afraid to look directly at Dongfang Yao.

The demon god did not feel this change. Her heart was extremely firm. When she faced the saint, she did not retreat at all, but she unknowingly showed a little daughter's mentality.
Chapter completed!