Even though Mu Yangzi was already a saint at this moment, he still did not dare to be careless when facing the old man in sackcloth in front of him.
His face was full of solemnity.
There was also obvious fear in his eyes.
"Senior Tian Chong, you are so polite."
Mu Yangzi cupped his fists and bowed, and considered himself a junior...??.
This old man in sackcloth is named Tian Chong, and he is a being who has become a saint in the farmhouse in ancient times. He did not escape into the holy realm with other saints back then, but chose to stay alone and sit in charge of the farmhouse.
To this day.
In terms of seniority, he is indeed one generation higher than Mu Yangzi, and the same generation as Taoist saints Xiaoyaozi and Shengxiaozi.
In front of Tian Chong, Mu Yangzi had no problem treating himself as a junior.
"Mu Yangzi!"
Tian Chong's eyes were sharp and his aura was even more aggressive.
"You are so brave! How dare you hurt my peasant family!"
Facing the domineering Tian Chong, Mu Yangzi was very calm.
"Pindao didn't hurt their lives, he just punished them a little. Can't you see it, senior?"
Upon hearing this, Tian Chong's face became even more ugly.
"You Mu Yangzi, you still dare to use forceful words!"
Tian Chong was extremely angry and laughed instead.
"I haven't made a move for many years. Now that you have entered the saint realm, I will let you know today that even if you are both in the saint realm, there is still a gap in strength!"
Finished.
Tian Chong kicked his foot, and the four-sided tripod suddenly erupted with an earth-shattering aura.
This aura is timeless and ancient, and it echoes Tian Chong's own cultivation.
It made Tian Chong's whole aura become stronger.
It also made the people present extremely change their color.
"This Tian Chong's aura is so powerful!"
"As expected of an existence that has stepped into the holy realm in ancient times, it is truly terrifying."
"Although Mu Yangzi is also a saint, he has just stepped into this realm after all, so he must not be Tian Chong's opponent."
Many people expressed their admiration for Tian Chong's strength.
Mu Yangzi looked solemn.
As a saint, Mu Yangzi is very aware of his own strength.
If he faced Tian Chong, he would definitely lose.
After all, the other party has been immersed in the Saint Realm for many years and has a treasure like one of Shennong's Three Cauldrons.
When I first entered the Saint Realm, I was not as profound as the other party in terms of cultivation and foundation.
How could he be Tian Chong's opponent?
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Although Tian Chong was strong, it was impossible for him to kill Mu Yangzi.
A saint cannot kill another saint alone.
Even a new saint like Mu Yangzi can protect himself in front of an established saint.
"With Master Ye sitting here, why should I be afraid of him?"
Mu Yangzi glanced at Ye Qingyun beside him, and his heart instantly calmed down.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but be startled when he saw Ye Qingyun looking at him.
I wonder what you see me doing?
You are a saint, go up and fight.
You don’t expect me, a small person in the Heavenly Realm, to go up and fight with a saint, do you?
Although I, Ye, am indeed stronger than the saint.
But that was only possible because of the Heavenly Chariot and the Three Ultimate Divine Swords.
Now that a saint like you is here, is it necessary for me to take this guy with me and fight him to the death?
Obviously not needed.
Ye Qingyun's eyes signaled Mu Yangzi to take action quickly.
Mu Yangzi nodded.
Without saying a word, he just flew up.
"Senior Tian, let Pindao learn your methods!"
At this moment, everyone present looked shocked.
Battle of Saints!
Is it really going to break out?
This is something that has been rare to see for many years.
Moreover, one side is a new Taoist saint, and the other side is an established saint from a peasant family.
This contest must be of great significance.
But just as the two were about to fight.
Another large group of people swarmed in the distance.
There are seven groups of troops, each with ten thousand people.
Each of the seven leaders has a cultivation level in the semi-saint realm.
The military flag is waving, and the evil spirit is rising to the sky.
It’s the Seventh Military Army!
But this is secondary.
Two terrifying figures stood proudly in front of the Seven Military Armies. Their thick and deep aura caused the power of the great avenue between heaven and earth to be unbearable.
These two people were clearly two saints of military strategists.
And they were all people Ye Qingyun knew.
One is Jiang Tianwen, a sage of the Jiang family, and the other is Xiang Tianwu, a sage of the Xiang family.
"No! Why are these two people here?"
Seeing these two military saints appear, Ye Qingyun's expression immediately changed.
He had a big feud with the military strategist.
Now that these two military saints are here with their soldiers, they will inevitably target themselves.
Mu Yangzi wanted to deal with the peasant saint Tian Chong.
Yan Zheng is not here again.
Do you want me, Ye Qingyun, to go into battle in person again?
The various forces in the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plain were also greatly surprised by the appearance of the military strategists and the two military saints.
Although there were people from the military strategist who came before, they were only the second-rate forces among the military strategists.
Didn't really do anything.
but now.
There are seven half-saints of the military strategist, plus two great saints.
This can almost be said to be overwhelming.
The battle is not a big one.
"What is the soldier trying to do?"
"If you come here for the blood of Qilin, then the military strategist will probably be determined to win it."
"I heard that the military strategist has some grudges with Ye Qingyun, and there will probably be another turmoil today."
Everyone was talking a lot.
And when they saw clearly the appearance of the two saints from the military strategist, they couldn't help but show expressions of astonishment.
How come one of the two great military saints is physically mutilated?
The physically disabled person was naturally Xiang Tianwu who came out of Xuanyuan Ancient City with Ye Qingyun and the others.
This old guy was beaten by Ye Qingyun outside Xuanyuan Ancient City until he was left with only one head.
Very miserable.
As a result, after so much time, the old guy's body has not yet recovered.
Now it only has an extra torso, and its limbs haven't grown much yet.
It looks like a human pig.
Somewhat weird.
Xiang Tianwu's face was very gloomy. As soon as he arrived, he immediately cast a fierce and resentful look at Ye Qingyun.
His physical recovery was extremely slow.
It's been so long since that battle, but my body still hasn't fully recovered.
I don’t know how long it will take for the limbs to grow back.
All this was caused by Ye Qingyun.
He was a saint, but he ended up like this, so naturally he felt extremely angry towards Ye Qingyun in his heart.
"Ye Qingyun!"
Xiang Tianwu shouted angrily.
The sound was like thunder, resounding across the sky.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? It's not like I can't hear you."
Ye Qingyun looked at Xiang Tianwu with strange eyes.
"Where are your limbs? Why haven't they grown yet? Is it because your military conditions are too poor and your nutrition can't keep up?"
"If you want your hands and feet to grow faster, drink more bone soup and supplement calcium."
Seriously, which pot should not be opened and lifted?
Xiang Tianwu's nose was almost twisted with anger.
I can't grow my hands and feet, why don't you have any idea?
Seeing that Xiang Tianwu was getting angry, Jiang Tianwen immediately glanced at him and signaled Xiang Tianwu to calm down.
Xiang Tianwu took a deep breath.
He also knows that he cannot get angry easily.
There is a purpose for me and others to come here.
Don't miss things out of anger.
But when he saw Ye Qingyun's look of needing a beating, Xiang Tianwu couldn't hold back his anger.
I really want revenge!
Jiang Tianwen looked at Mu Yangzi and Tian Chong who were confronting each other not far away, and then glanced at Donghuang Xunxian and the others further away.
Although there was no communication between the eyes of Donghuang Xunxian, both parties knew what they meant.
"Ye Qingyun, hand over the Qilin blood."
Jiang Tianwen spoke coldly.
Ye Qingyun shook the purple jade bottle in his hand.
"You also want Qilin blood?"
"good."
Jiang Tianwen said with an indifferent expression.
Ye Qingyun looked embarrassed.
"But this is just one bottle of Qilin blood. You want it too, the farmers want it too, and there are others too."
"There are so many people, and it's just such a small bottle. How do you divide it?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head repeatedly.
He looked very considerate of everyone.
"How about this? How about I taste the Qilin blood for you first?"
During the conversation.
Ye Qingyun opened the bottle cork directly.
A faint golden light spread out from the purple jade bottle.
An extremely powerful pure aura spread rapidly.
Ye Qingyun smelled the smell in the jade bottle.
I couldn't help but be startled.
Then he frowned.
"Why does this unicorn blood smell like sheep?"
This chapter has been completed!