From one direction, a man walked out, holding a lamp in his hand. His steps were not fast, but he attracted everyone's attention.
Twelve Asiatic Saints covered the sky and the earth, and he walked towards them without taking them seriously.
However, everyone's surprise didn't stop there.
When they saw that face clearly, everyone widened their eyes and looked at this person in disbelief.
Wu Yao wiped his eyes vigorously and stared blankly at the visitor with a face full of shock.
The other people in Daozong also shook their heads vigorously to make sure that they were not old-sighted.
Mo Daoxian!
The person who came was actually Mo Daoxian!
After Mo Daoxian was deprived of his position as Taoist Master by Xu Wuzhou, he found a reason to go into seclusion, and then there was no further news.
At this time, he actually stood up and walked directly towards the Twelve Yasheng. What was he going to do?
If Yasheng takes care of him, he can be stabbed to death with one finger!
Xu Wuzhou was equally astonished. He watched Mo Daoxian walking towards the Twelve Yasages in a leisurely manner, as if he didn't care at all about their murderous intentions.
When the Twelve Ya Sages saw Mo Daoxian walking towards them, they thought he was just an ant. Ben, the sword king among them, didn't even want to say anything more, so he slashed at Mo Daoxian with one sword.
He didn't use the long knife in his hand, and directly slashed out with the sword light evolved from the Great Dao.
This sword was extremely powerful, bursting out with bright light. Although it was not shot with full force, Yasheng's sword was equally powerful.
Even a powerful person would be destroyed by this sword.
Looking at the sword coming, Mo Daoxian didn't even look at it and continued to walk forward.
The sword was about to hit him, but when it was less than ten centimeters away from him, it melted instantly like ice and snow hitting a fireball. That terrifying sword struck silently. disappear.
Mo Daoxian continued to move forward and stood in the middle of the twelve sub-sages. His eyes swept over the twelve people one by one, then looked at the two opportunities for sainthood, and finally withdrew and fell on the twelve people again.
At this time, the pupils in the eyes of the twelve people shrank slightly, and there was no contempt in their eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent.
The human warriors below, including Xu Wuzhou, all looked at Mo Daoxian blankly. The sword dissipated inexplicably like that. Is this Mo Daoxian's method?
Wu Yao even murmured to himself: "Is he in the True King Realm?"
Mo Daoxian didn't care what these people thought, and said to the twelve people: "I have been looking for you for a long time!"
King Ben, the broadsword that struck at Mo Daoxian, said at this moment: "Unexpectedly, the former Taoist master of the Taoist sect actually intercepted the Taoist rhyme of the great sage to protect the human race and became a sub-sage. Haha, it seems that the Taoist sect is also trying to gain fame!"
When Wu Yao and others heard that Mo Daoxian was actually a sub-sage, they opened their mouths. To become a sub-sage, one must reach the pinnacle.
When did Mo Daoxian become the pinnacle?
Are you kidding me? Among the brothers, he has the worst talent and the worst strength!
Now those high-ranking Yasheng actually say that Mo Daoxian is also in this realm?
Likewise, stealing the path of protection from the First Saint and becoming the Lesser Saint also made Wu Yao, an upright person, frown.
Daozong really can't do this kind of thing! Daozong, master the great justice of the human race.
Mo Daoxian didn't hear the sarcasm. He chuckled and looked at the crowd and said, "Don't want these two opportunities to become saints!"
When these words came out, the twelve sub-sages looked at him angrily.
The opportunity to become a saint is their destiny, and they are here just to become a saint. This person dares to block their way, he is asking for death.
"It's shameless to say that, considering that you are a sub-sage, but you actually want to monopolize it, then we will deal with you first." One of the sub-sages shouted angrily.
The twelve people also looked at Mo Daoxian coldly, with killing intent.
Mo Daoxian laughed, looked at the twelve people and said, "Don't be so excited, it's just an opportunity to become a saint. This thing is good. But, I don't like it!"
Before everyone could answer, they heard Mo Daoxian say again: "What I mean is, don't fight anymore, I can destroy it directly, so that everyone will be harmonious and won't shout and kill."
"You are looking for death!" The Yashengs were furious, Mo Daoxian wanted to kill them.
Mo Daoxian sighed: "I definitely don't want to die. As Yasheng, haven't you carefully sensed the area where we are standing now?"
This sentence made the Twelve Yasheng frown, but Lu Wu and others still used their souls to sense their surroundings.
Nothing unusual happened after they sensed it, which made a group of people sneer, thinking this guy was bluffing.
But the expressions of Lu Wu and Yongshou changed. They didn't notice anything strange, but... there was no difference, but when their souls expanded outward, they found that they couldn't do it.
"Can you expand your soul to reach the army below?"
Lu Wu's words made the other Yasheng slightly stunned. They only observed the strangeness around them, but did not think about the problem of soul extension. With Lu Wu's reminder, a group of people also discovered the strangeness.
Their souls seemed to be trapped in a circle and unable to extend outward.
They are sub-sages, who can restrict them and their souls?
Thinking of this answer, many Ya Sheng's expressions changed drastically and they looked at Mo Daoxian in disbelief.
"Now you know what I said is true. I really don't like the opportunity to become a saint. I mean you are treating it like a treasure."
Lu Wu and others' faces turned blue and white.
What can trap their souls and make it impossible for people to notice anything strange is a complete world.
The world is only so big, so the soul cannot escape.
But Zhangzhou is a vast country, but their souls are only trapped in an area of tens of thousands of meters. What does this mean?
It represents that there is another small world in the world of Zhangzhou.
What can create a small world within a large world?
saint!
Just like the secret realm that Xu Wuzhou once visited, it was a small world created by a saint, embedded in the world of thirty thousand states.
The situation they are in at this time is also the same situation. There is a small world embedded in the world of Zhangzhou. They have not discovered it before, but they don't understand it now.
The twelve sub-sages felt their mouths were dry and it was really difficult to accept this fact.
saint?!
How is that possible!
Thirty Thousand States is a pure land, but it is precisely because it is a pure land that it also imprisons warriors from breaking through and becoming saints. The influence of the ancestors and saints is too great. Their great ways are subtle, making people want to break through their confinement and achieve their true holy path.
It is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Lu Wu and others are not proud people, and they are not the peerless talents that have been difficult to find in several eras. But in the end, the breakthrough failed, and they could only steal the protection of the Dao to supplement their own Dao and become the sub-sage.
Is this person in front of me a saint? Are you kidding me?
"No! I never believe you are a saint!"
Fire King Body Zhao Yan roared, as a human being, he knew the identity of Mo Daoxian. He was the first master of the Dao Sect. The Dao Sect was barely surviving in his hands, so how could he be a saint.
Zhao Yan's roar made countless people below confused.
Especially Xu Wuzhou, Wu Yao and others looked at Zhao Yan with strange expressions. What did this guy say?
Is Mo Daoxian a saint?
Are you kidding me!
The saint was robbed of his position as Taoist master?