"Who is it?!"

"I actually killed Brother Yuanzhu!?"

Twenty-two ferocious beasts surrounded Wang Yinguo, Guang Chengzi and others.

Then dozens of ferocious beasts in the Golden Immortal Realm followed.

They gave up their encirclement of other monks near Buzhou Mountain and rushed directly to Guangchengzi and others.

"Guangchengzi?"

"So it's you, the old Yin and Yang!"

"Tread the Yuxu Palace to avenge Brother Yuanzhu!"

When the ferocious beasts saw Guangchengzi, their eyes turned red.

Especially when they saw the corpse of the prehistoric Yuan Spider, it had exploded on the spot, and the soul turned into ashes, and they immediately entered the brink of madness. The blood of the beasts was boiling and the demonic energy soared into the sky.

"Kill Guangchengzi!"

"Plant Kunlun Mountain!"

The slogans of the prehistoric beasts have gone further and are no longer satisfied with stepping on the Yuxu Palace.

Twenty-two prehistoric beasts in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal are no longer able to deal with the sword energy in the purple gold gourd.

Besides, the huge gap in strength left Wang Yanguo without the initiative to attack at all.

He was able to kill the Emperor's Yuanspider mainly because he relied on Guangchengzi's soul-falling bell, which delayed the Emperor's Yuanspider's blink of an eye.

However, when twenty-two masters with the strength of Daluo Jinxian came over, Wang Yanguo could not make any difference.

"Uncle Master, the problem is very serious."

Bai Ze whispered to Wang Yinguo.

"Xiaodong."

"You can go into the gourd first, and I'm going to start a killing slaughter."

Wang Yinguo ordered the little girl Hu Bidong.

"good!"

Xiaobidong obviously realized that the situation was very complicated, so he didn't say much and directly pulled the monkey Xiaojin, two bull monsters, the little cloud monster and the auspicious beast Bai Ze into the purple gold gourd.

“Huh?!”

"This gourd is a treasure!"

"A little real immortal is not even cannon fodder, but having such a treasure is simply a waste of resources!"

When the sharp-eyed beast saw that, he couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Kill him and take the gourd!"

Another beast from the prehistoric world said.

"You are the ferocious beasts in the prehistoric world, can you really think that my disciples from Yuxu Palace are easy to bully?"

"Tell you, I have already shaken people!"

At this time, Guangchengzi, the head disciple of Yuxu Palace, held a piece of jade talisman in his hand and shouted loudly at the ferocious beasts in the prehistoric world.

However, although the old god has a very loud voice, his confidence is a little lacking.

Although he had already asked the disciples of the three nearby disciples of the three religions for emergency help through the jade talisman, who knows how many people could be shaken?

Besides, even if someone comes to help, they may not be able to cope with their strength.

How can the twenty-two prehistoric beasts in the realm of Daluo Jinxian be solved casually?

"Don't talk so much nonsense!"

"So quickly and quickly!"

Among the ferocious beasts in the prehistoric world, a dull voice finally came.

This sound was not made by the prehistoric beasts at the scene, but a sound coming from the jade talisman carried by a prehistoric beast.

Moreover, this sound is not the original sound, it seems to have undergone some special treatment, cold and ruthless.

"Apart from raising ferocious beasts, does the Western religion only hide behind the scenes to plot?"

Another voice sounded, but it surprised all the prehistoric beasts present.

Who is it?!

He actually saw through our heels?!

This is awesome?!

When they saw clearly the person they were talking to, they were even more shocked.

At this time, Wang Yinyu was no longer the true immortal with low strength.

His momentum was rising steadily, and he rushed from the true immortal, celestial immortal, golden immortal, Taiyi golden immortal, and Zifu golden immortal to the peak of Daluo golden immortal.

To this day, Wang Yinguo finally used the [Da Luo Golden Immortal Peak Experience Card] given by the system.

【System】: "To congratulate the host on his first use of the Daluo Golden Immortal Peak Experience Card, I will give you a [quasi-saint's skin]. I hope the host will cherish the opportunity, make good use of it, and live up to expectations!"

"boom--"

An invisible Taoist rhyme rippled around Wang Yinyu's body.

[Quest Saint's Skin] has played a role. Although it is just a good product, it is undoubtedly a stroke of divine origin that is loaded with Wang Yanguo, who is temporarily at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal.

At least from outsiders' eyes, this Bailushan Xuanyu Zhenren King Cause and Reason is an absolute quasi-saint!

The difference between the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal and the quasi-saint seems to be just a step away, but it is an insurmountable gap.

"Quarantor Saint?!"

"Sure enough, I knew this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

"Black, it's so dark!"

"The heart of Taoist monks is so dirty!"

Dizang, who was watching the battle in the distance, grabbed Di Ting's long hair with his hands tightly, and thorned it into a rope, cursing and condemning Wang Yinguo, a pretender who had no moral bottom line.

A quasi-saint who doesn’t value his identity, but comes to pretend to be a true immortal to cheat and fight. It’s like a pit!

"Owner!"

"Let's withdraw, I can't hold it in anymore!"

"Also, stop pulling my hair, it's almost bald!"

Diting and tremblingly suggested.

"Sixth Brother is going to be defeated this time!"

"He is too brave. He dares to let the ferocious beasts in the wilderness siege Buzhou Mountain?"

"Don't you know that this is the hinterland where Taoist monks gather?!"

"Today, I'm just a big loss to be aware of him!"

"Walk!"

"Let's get out of here!"

Dizang finally made the decision, turned his head and stopped watching the battle.

Ksitigarbha is very clear about how powerful the quasi-saint's magical powers are.

If Wang Yinguo cleaned up the beasts in the wilderness and found his traces, he might have to come over to have some fun for him, Dizang wouldn't want to make another ugly thing.

Hearing his words, Di Ting immediately carried him up, burst out with a speed that he had never seen before, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Quarantor Saint?!"

"I didn't expect that this Xuanyu Zhenren from Bailu Mountain was actually a quasi-saint cultivation level?"

"That's great, I'm saved now!"

"I was really rude just now. I was so ashamed to be a friend of the same quasi-saint peer!"

"Well, at least, you have to call him uncle, to be consistent with his identity!"

Guangchengzi looked at the young man beside him in a dumbfounded manner, and suddenly changed from a true immortal to a quasi-saint. He felt the waves of quasi-saint rhyme coming from him. In addition to the ecstasy of rebirth, he was also a little uneasy.

Any quasi-saint is worthy of respect.

In the prehistoric world, under the saints of heaven and Taoism, the number of saints is fixed, and there are only those six digits after counting.

This number is a fixed number of heavenly laws and cannot be changed again.

Therefore, the highest level that other monks can cultivate is the quasi-saint.

The gap between quasi-saints and saints is actually very small, but it just lacks the recognition of the prehistoric way of heaven.

But this slight gap is very terrifying when both sides fight.

No quasi-saint can become an opponent of a saint. This is due to the innate suppression at the top of the food chain and has little to do with personal qualifications.

Just like now, no beast in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal can be the opponent of Wang Yanguo, a temporary quasi-saint, and even if you take a look, you will feel trembling all over.

"Apart from raising ferocious beasts, does the Western religion only hide behind the scenes to plot?"

The same thing, Wang Yanguo said it again.

The difference is that this time it is said as a quasi-saint realm.

This sentence spreads quickly throughout the vast world like the sound of the way of heaven at the same time.

The twenty-two prehistoric beasts at the scene were shocked to find that they were imprisoned by an invisible force and could not move.

The power of the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal becomes so weak when facing the saint?

They never even thought about this situation, and they would never think it could become a fact.

In an instant, the voice of Wang Yanyu spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Under the pressure of the quasi-saint, no one dared to answer.

"Go away, go away!"

Dizang, who was already running all the way, listened to this, and quickly grabbed Diting's hair and urged it to fly faster.

It is safest to return to Lingshan and return to the comfortable Eight Treasure Lotus Pond.

Di Ting didn't need his orders. He had used unprecedented power and almost instantly cut through the void and appeared in the Western world.

Then it carried Dizang and plunged into the mountain protection formation of Lingshan.

Even the sound of Wang Yanyu as a quasi-saint fell behind it.

"The prehistoric beast, ancient legacy of poison!"

"Now, punish him according to God's will!"

After Wang Yinguo finished speaking, seeing that he had not responded, he turned his attention to the twenty-two prehistoric beasts that were suppressed by him.

"Master, please spare me!"

"We are willing to surrender and bypass our lives to the quasi-saint master!"

The fierce beasts who were scared to lie down immediately beg for mercy.

"What's the point of being tyrannical and bloodthirsty?"

"It's better to kill directly, but it's clean and neat."

Wang Yinguo took a half step forward and hummed with a cold face.

"No!"

"We are also a life, and we are protected by the Lord Tiandao!"

"Please be merciful!"

This group of ferocious beasts in the wilderness have no moral integrity when begging for mercy.

Wang Yinguo couldn't help but touch his nose, and finally understood why they were used by Western religions.

In fact, the logic of the prehistoric beasts is very simple. Whoever can beat them is qualified to drive them. If they can make a lot of profits, they will still be unhappy to fly.

Western teaching treats them as a stick of sweet dates, which are simple, crude and effective.

"Grandpa, give them to me!"

"I'll send them into the gourd, so I can train them to be obedient!"
Chapter completed!