Zhunti watched Yuan Shi's face change slightly, obviously a little surprised, and couldn't help feeling slightly proud.

This old man from Yuanshi has always looked down on his Western sect.

Now, aren't you also shocked by the wonderful Western magic in the hands of your senior brother?

Even though his spiritual veins are broken, the West is not as good as the East.

But he, the West, is constantly catching up day by day.

If this continues, no matter how big the gap is, it will eventually be smoothed out.

In the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, looking at Jie Yin, he could see the aura of the Saint who was at the peak of the Sixth Heaven, not inferior to him at all.

Even the leader of Tongtian Cult had his eyes fixed, a little solemn and shocked!

It’s such a Western style, it doesn’t look out of place on weekdays.

But it is hidden deep enough, and it has actually reached the sixth level of sainthood.

Such a level of cultivation is enough to rank among the top three even if we look at the Six Saints.

And this is still under the condition that the West is barren and the spiritual veins are broken.

If Jie Yin is born in the East, he will bear the supreme destiny of the East.

Coupled with the endless spiritual essence of heaven and earth, how terrifying will the cultivation level be?

Sure enough, among the two sages of the West, Jie Yin is the most terrifying one!

Leader Tongtian's face became more solemn, and he finally picked up the Qingping Sword in his hand.

The moment you pick it up, the Qingping Sword keeps vibrating, emitting a dazzling green sword energy.

Combined with the Zhuxian Sword Qi in the Zhuxian Realm, he slashed at the Three Saints one after another.

For a moment, the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation was shaking.

The terrifying sword energy is like a downpour, coming from all directions!

"Tongtian, don't resist stubbornly. Today is the day your Immortal Killing Sword Formation will be shattered!"

Yuan Shi's face was cold. On their side, there was a saint at the sixth heaven, a saint at the fifth heaven, and a saint at the third heaven.

With combined efforts, I don’t believe that we can’t break through a Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Immediately, Yuanshi picked up the Pangu flag, Zhunti held the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree, and held the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit in his hand, and rushed away, fighting with Tongtian again.

The terrifying power of the saint continues to wreak havoc in the formation, disrupting cause and effect, obliterating yin and yang, and shattering the universe!

If it weren’t for the Zhuxian Sword Formation that blocked 99% of the mana fluctuations!

I'm afraid that in such a great time, there will be mountains of corpses and seas of blood in an instant, and hundreds of millions of creatures will fall under the magic power of the saint.

Outside the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, countless monks in the prehistoric era calmed down one after another.

Keep watching the figures fighting fiercely in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The sage endures for thousands of kalpas without being worn out, is untainted by cause and effect, always exists with heaven, and coexists with Tao.

They can also borrow the power of Heavenly Dao from time to time. It can be said that in the prehistoric world, saints are the incarnation of Dao.

Every move of this kind of supreme existence carries the supreme Taoist aggregate.

Although the Four Saints are fighting now, there is still the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the middle, so it is difficult to see clearly.

But countless monks in the prehistoric times can still gain enlightenment through the trace of Tao Yun revealed outside the Self-Execution Sword Formation...

On the coast of the East China Sea, on Jin'ao Island, countless disciples of Jiejiao gathered in the square in front of Biyou Palace, their expressions a little more dignified.

Although they are still extremely far away from the realm of saints.

But this time the three saints took action at the same time and worked together to deal with their master, the danger of which is evident.

Even Taoist Master Duobao, Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, Holy Mother of Wudang, Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit, Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, etc. looked very worried...

At this time, in the ninth level of the sky, the void shattered silently, and Chen Xuanji, dressed in white, slowly walked into the wilderness.

The moment we entered the prehistoric era, we immediately felt a pressure from heaven.

This is the instinctive rejection of the Great Luo Jinxian by the ancient Heavenly Dao.

"I am a monk born and raised in the ancient times. Why do you exclude me?"

Chen Xuanji smiled and silently practiced the Taoism of the Qing Dynasty, and his aura quickly merged with that of the ancient world.

The aura of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian slowly spreads out, which is the same as the aura of the saint of heaven.

But there is a hint of chaos and detachment in it.

Just because the true spirits of the saints of the prehistoric way of heaven exist in the long river of time and space.

However, the true spirit of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian exists in the long river of chaotic time and space.

As soon as Chen Xuanji thought, a giant black flag appeared in his hand.

The giant flag is in the shape of a triangle, with six tails fluttering gently under the flag.

All over his body, forty-eight innate and immortal spiritual lights are looming, which are the Jiejiao's top innate spiritual treasures, the Six Soul Flags.

This thing is so powerful that it can create fire, water, and wind, and transform everything in the world.

It contains soul-destroying and immortal energy, even if a saint is contaminated, it will be extremely troublesome.

Looking at the Six Soul Flag in his hand, the next moment, Chen Xuanji no longer suppressed the aura on his body!

"Boom!!"

The power of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal is rising like a great sun at this moment, sweeping across every corner of the ancient world.

All races in the prehistoric times, at this moment, are all bathed in the Tao Yun of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

"What a terrifying aura, this...is another saint!"

"This smell feels so familiar. Look, isn't this the leader of the Jie Cult?"

"How is it possible to intercept the leader of the sect? Isn't he Cai Yashengdao?"

"Why, is it so rare for a sub-sage to achieve enlightenment and become a saint? At that time, the Sanqing attained enlightenment, and it was nothing more than a quasi-sage, the Great Perfection!"

Countless great masters in the prehistoric times no longer care about comprehending the Tao Yuan of the saints.

They all looked at the white-clothed figure in mid-air with shocked expressions.

I never expected that at this critical juncture, the first disciple of Jiejiao would actually become a saint.

What an honor it is to be a double saint, what kind of heritage this is, and what kind of pride this is?

Although there are two saints in the West, the relationship is between brothers and sisters. How can it be closer than the relationship between teachers and disciples?

On Jin'ao Island, a wisp of the power of the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Da Luo falls on the square in front of Biyou Palace.

Duobao, Jin Ling and others could no longer hold back and stood up, their eyes flashing with excitement.

"The senior brother is back, our senior brother is back, I will win this battle!"

"Must win!"

"Must win!"

"Must win!"

Countless Shangqing disciples were shouting loudly at this moment, and their high-pitched and excited voices spread throughout Jin'ao Island.

In Kunlun Mountain, countless Yuqing disciples looked pale.

"How could it be possible...he, how could he have attained enlightenment so quickly!"

Guangchengzi seemed a little disappointed, and he was an opponent who could compete with him back then.

Now he has been left far behind, and now he is completely out of reach...

The Antarctic Immortal was also panicked, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian... can be compared to the Heavenly Saint.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace, Taiqing Laozi also made waves in my heart.

"The Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo merges into the long river of chaos in time and space. This is the supreme way. If I could do it over again, I might not choose to become a saint of heaven..."

In the Netherworld, Styx looked at this scene with extremely complicated feelings.

He... actually realized the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian!

He walked along the Styx River and tried his best to achieve enlightenment.

Nowadays, the younger generation has succeeded in attaining enlightenment. You can imagine how complicated Minghe's heart is now.

Zhen Yuanzi was sighing at the side, "Fellow Taoist Styx, the waves in the East China Sea push back the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. It is really a terrible life."

Styx shook his head, his eyes shining with the pride of the Lord of the Blood Sea.

"As the master of the Shura Dao, I am always nourishing and accumulating my luck. Sooner or later, I, the Ming River, can also attain enlightenment!"

Yujing Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, the three ancestors of the human race are sitting on the human race temple, with a trace of indescribable excitement on their faces!

The Holy Master has proven his truth. In this battle, Jiejiao will never lose, and neither will the human race!
To be continued...