Hearing the sound, Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, and then immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Disciple Ao Bing pays homage to Master and asks Master to save my ancestor!"

Ao Bing didn't think that someone was talking nonsense if he dared to talk about beating up Saint Zhunti at this time.

That is the Chunti Saint!

Even if you speak, there will be cause and effect with the saint!

The ancestor is the hope of their entire dragon clan, and Ao Bing's move is really helpless. Their dragon clan can no longer produce decent strong men.

If their ancestors are killed, the dragon clan will have no choice but to be slaughtered by others in the future.

Just when everyone was wondering why Ao Bing did this, Zhunti suddenly felt extremely uneasy in his heart.

"not good!"

As a saint, Zhunti did not think that his perception was wrong and immediately withdrew the palm he had struck.

At the same time, he punched the void on one side.

"Fellow Taoist Zhunti, you are wrong!"

At this moment, a joking voice came out from the other side.

"not good!"

Zhunti's face changed slightly, he was fooled.

However, the moment he turned around, a foot kicked out of the void on the side where he punched.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

Zhou Yi appeared in front of everyone.

"I told you you were wrong a long time ago, but you don't believe me!"

Hearing this voice, Zhunti was stunned for a moment, then without stopping, he tore the void and tried to escape.

"Fellow Taoist Zhunti, since you are here, please stay!"

Zhou Yi followed him like a shadow, punching Zhunti's body one after another.

"boom!"

With one kick, Zhunti immediately flew backwards and fell to the ground, leaving a deep ravine on the ground.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone was stunned!

All eyes were focused on Zhou Yi and Zhunti.

"escape!"

The moment he saw Zhou Yi, Donghuang Taiyi didn't hesitate at all and immediately sent a message to several demon saints to turn around and leave.

Regardless of whether it is Zhunti or the newcomer, he is too strong and he is no match at all. It will be fine if his evil corpse dies, but he does not come empty-handed, but brings the Donghuang Bell with him.

If the Donghuang Bell falls into someone's hands, he will cry without even crying.

Zhunti showed up just now, and he definitely had this in mind.

Zhou Yi looked in that direction, "Did I tell you to leave?"

"Taiyi, don't forget, if you can run away from a monk but cannot run away from a temple, aren't you afraid that a poor Taoist will come to your heaven for a visit?"

Although he didn't know what "monk" and "temple" meant, Taiyi understood Zhou Yi's last words. His expression changed and he stood there stiffly.

"Who is fellow Taoist? I have no enmity or enmity with fellow Taoist, and fellow Taoist did this..."

Taiyi did not expect that there was a saint besides Zhunti staying in the ancient world.

His expression was extremely ugly. Suddenly, Taiyi thought of someone, and his expression became even more ugly.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, "What? Do you, Taoist disciple Tai, still want to settle accounts after the fall? A poor Taoist will not change his name in practice, but he will not change his surname in sitting down. Amitabha is the same!"

"puff!"

Zhunti, who had just stood up, spat out a mouthful of blood.

Amitabha?

Amitabha, your uncle!

Others may not know it, but he does know that the evil corpse his senior brother led away is named Amitabha.

This bitch actually dares to blame his senior brother.

"Whoosh!"

Zhunti clenched his fists and suddenly appeared next to Zhou Yi. His body's energy and blood surged, his blood flowed gurglingly, and his powerful energy rushed straight into the sky.

Zhou Yi sighed: "Fellow Taoist Zhunti, why are you eager to seek death?"
Chapter completed!