Guang Chengzi looked ugly, gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"What a six-eared monkey, so presumptuous, do you really think I have no one left to teach you?"

Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Lingbao has fallen, and the Master will be furious. Please also ask Senior Brother to save us."

"Hmph, you dare to hurt my disciples of Chanjiao. This matter must not be let go like this. Come with me."

Guangchengzi stood up and directly called all the golden immortals over.

When the other eight golden immortals heard the news of Lingbao's death, they were all shocked.

"What? Junior Brother Lingbao has died?"

"How is it possible, how could Junior Brother Lingbao fall into the hands of a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao?"

"No matter what, I am one with the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Junior Brother Lingbao has fallen. We shall avenge him."

The eleven golden immortals were filled with indignation and arrived in front of Yuxu Palace. At this time, the gate of Yuxu Palace had already been opened wide.

The Eleven Golden Immortals looked at each other and walked in with Jiang Ziya.

"I'll wait and pay my respects to Master."

The eleven golden immortals, as well as Jiang Ziya, bowed respectfully to Yuan Shi.

On Qingyun, Yuanshi's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip with water, "Lingbao has fallen!"

With his final word, the atmosphere in the entire Yuxu Palace turned cold.

Eleven Golden Immortals and Jiang Ziya both felt bitingly cold.

Even the soul seems to be frozen, extremely stiff and frightened.

When a saint is angry, there will be no way out of heaven and earth. This is by no means an empty statement.

No matter how powerful the quasi-sage is, he is like an ant in front of the saint.

A saint is equivalent to a nuclear weapon from another world. No, it is infinitely more powerful than nuclear weapons. Once used, it can overwhelm everything and no one can stop it.

Master Huanglong immediately knelt down with a trace of sadness on his face.

"It's the disciple's incompetence. The method of teaching the disciples is very weird and powerful. The disciple is incompetent and can't protect Junior Brother Lingbao, which is why he was put on the list of gods. It's all the disciple's fault."

Yuan Shi's cold gaze swept across Huang Long, and his coldness gradually faded away.

"I don't blame you for this, it's because I underestimated the disciples of the Shangqing lineage."

Some of the twelve golden immortals are strong and weak. For example, Guangchengzi and Chi Jing have already cultivated to the perfection of Daluo golden immortal, and they are only one step away from being a quasi-sage.

The two of them are very powerful, and if they join forces, even Ran Deng can't say that they can be suppressed.

Master Huanglong and Master Lingbao are both notoriously ignorant people.

With no spirit treasure, no record, and no disciples, his strength is considered the weakest among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

This time Master Lingbao was on the list, although Yuanshi was extremely angry.

But he knew the reason very well in his heart, which was that he had underestimated the disciples of Jie Jiao.

At this time, Red Semen raised his hands and cupped his fists, full of fighting spirit.

"Master, if I ask for a battle, I will definitely send all those disciples to your list of gods."

Jiang Ziya felt a flash of expectation in his heart.

Come on, come on, everyone, the more people who come down the mountain, the better, so that the people on the list of gods can be gathered together as soon as possible.

On Qingyun, Yuanshi's face became expressionless again, and he shook his head.

"Your opponent is the true second-generation successor of Jie Jiao. If you take action first, wouldn't it mean that the disciples of my Chan Jiao will be weaker than the disciples of the Shangqing lineage?"

After saying that, Yuan Shi turned his attention to the other golden immortals, "Yuding, Taiyi, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, this time, you and Ziya go out together. You must break the barrier and send Jie Jiao disciples to the list.

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Master Yuding, Master Taiyi, Master Puxian, and Master Manjusri all came out, cupped their hands and said, "Disciple, please obey."

Jiang Ziya was excited and excited. Jade Cauldron, Taiyi, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, these are all big fish, wonderful, wonderful!

Immediately, under the edict of Yuanshi, Jiang Ziya brought four golden immortals down the mountain.

.......As the disciples of Chan Sect, Western Sect, and Jie Sect came down the mountain again.

The aura of calamity between heaven and earth actually increased a lot again without any warning.

The sky is blocked out and the sun is thick, and the clouds are dense. In the eyes of mortals, the sun is still shining brightly and the sky is clear.

But in the eyes of a true Taoist, the vast wilderness is like a dark night, full of crises.

On the thirty-third day, Daluotian, Heavenly Court, in the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian was sitting on the Jade Emperor's throne.

Looking at the strong evil spirit that filled the world, there was no fear of facing a crisis in his eyes.

Instead, I suppressed a trace of indescribable excitement!

The great catastrophe is about to begin, everything is in chaos, and the era that truly belongs to his heaven is coming.

Haotian thought of the hardships and fatigue he had suffered along the way until he ascended the throne, and now he was waiting for the God-Sealing Tribulation Qi, and he felt that everything was worth it.

At this moment, the barrier between prehistoric times and chaos suddenly shattered!

Five purple jade tablets broke through the void and fell into the Dojo of All Saints.

The jade plaque was issued by Hongjun, and the message contained in it is very simple.

The evil spirit of heaven and earth is intensifying, and the saints can no longer intervene to measure the calamity.

At the same time, Hongjun gave the saints two choices.

Choose one, leave the prehistoric world, go to the chaos, wait for the tribulation to pass, and then come back.

Option 2: Close the dojo and wait for the catastrophe to dissipate.

During this period of time when the dojo was closed, I was completely unaware of everything going on outside the dojo.

In the All Saints' Dojo, the All Saints looked at the purple jade tablets in their hands with extremely complicated emotions.

Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Palace, Taiqing Laozi looked at the jade tablet in his hand with a complicated face.

"It seems that the development of things is finally beyond our control."

A saint has endured for thousands of kalpas without weariness, is untainted by cause and effect, always exists with heaven, and coexists with the Tao. He is already the manifestation of the Tao.

Beings of this level can control almost everything as long as they exist, every breath and every moment.

Even in the time when the Lich was measuring calamity, in the era of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, when the saints competed for luck and the calamity spread, the situation never went beyond the control of the saints.

At most, it just distributes more and less luck.

But now, under Zixiao's order, if all the saints leave the wilderness.

Then the connection with the prehistoric era will naturally be cut off by the calamity of heaven and earth.

Even the saints have no way of knowing anything that happens in the prehistoric times.

There is no essential difference between the second choice and leaving the wilderness.

In a self-proclaimed dojo, it is also equivalent to cutting off the connection between oneself and the outside world.

No matter what, we cannot detect the development trend of the outside world.

On the futon, Taiqing let out a long sigh, "The next thing about becoming a god, it really depends on chance, everyone is determined by destiny."

After saying that, Taiqing found Master Xuandu.

"I will declare myself the Eight Views Palace. I will leave the seclusion after the calamity has passed. For the next time, I will practice in Shouyang Mountain with peace of mind. No one can come down the mountain easily. Remember, remember."

Xuandu nodded and accepted the order, "Disciple understands."

After saying that, there was a powerful force that directly pushed Xuandu out of the Bajing Palace.

Then, on top of the Eight Views Palace, arrays of Dao patterns rose up, and in just a snap of a finger, they completely covered the entire Eight Views Palace from top to bottom.

Xuandu sighed, "All the saints are from the same sect, why do they have to make such a fuss?"

Xuandu left the Bajing Palace and went to a corner of Shouyang Mountain to quietly recite Huang Ting and devote himself to practice.

The other four saints looked at the Zixiao Order in their hands, and after making many preparations, they chose the same second path as Taiqing, declaring themselves a dojo and concentrating on practice.

At this point, the saints are completely unable to interfere in the matter of canonizing gods, and the dispute between the three religions has become increasingly fierce.

In the mid-air, several streams of light flashed by, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi led the Ten Heavenly Lords, Wenhuang Luyue, arrived at Jiepaiguan.

At Jiepaiguan, in the military tent, Han Rong and Huang Gun looked at the dangerous aura on Shi Tianjun and Lu Yue's body, and they were excited, knowing that they were the immortals of Jiejiao, "Dare you ask the senior's name?"

Nezha, Lei Zhenzi introduced, "These are the Ten Heavenly Lords of my Shangqing lineage. They are Qin Wantian Lord, Zhao Jiang Tianjun, Dong Quantian Lord... This is Wenhuang Luyue, and they are all mine.

The one who teaches great supernatural powers."

Han Rong and Huang Gun were very happy, and they cupped their hands and said, "The next battle with Xiqi will depend on you all."

"Why worry about trouble when it's your job?"

Both the Ten Heavenly Lords and Lu Yue nodded, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
To be continued...