Thousands of enemies found that he was more suitable to fight these quasi-sages than to fight saints. He completely crushed these quasi-sages, and his speed was fast enough. In this way, the efficiency of defeating these quasi-sages was greatly reduced.
It's naturally higher, which is equivalent to giving full play to his speed advantage.
One after another, the ancient human monks fell one after another under his attacks.
For a moment, a group of quasi-sages from the ancient human race panicked and fled around.
"The Saint actually took action against us!"
"This is a saint, we are only quasi-sages, how can we stop him!"
"He is a saint who doesn't want to participate in the battle between saints, so he comes to attack us!"
The monks had no choice but to escape first, but even if they escaped, they could not outrun each other.
Moreover, as they began to flee and were unable to join forces, Wen Shuhua, Linghu Lonely and others also rushed in one after another.
With their numerical advantage, they can still compete with Wen Shuhua and others by releasing spells together, but now, in a one-on-one situation, they are simply unstoppable.
Fortunately, the people from the Baifeng Sect did not directly kill them, but only severely injured them.
After all, these ancient human races can be regarded as human races. Even if they are not regarded as human races, they are still monks from the East. They also have a common enemy, which is the monks of the tentacle clan.
Xingchenzi saw that the monks from the ancient human race were unable to stop them, and his eyes fell not far away.
In the void, Yan Yourong held a long sword and slashed towards the Thunder Saint.
The breath in her body flows and pours into the Sorrowful Dragon Sword.
The power of the five elements also poured into the dragon sword. In an instant, five different sword lights shone, and five different powers of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth emerged at the same time.
The next moment, these five colors of light dissipated at the same time, and then the long sword turned into a shining golden light, filled with endless sharp energy.
Five Elements of Gold!
The sword fell, and the void was instantly cut open. The long sword was sharp and seemed to be able to split everything in the world. From a distance, it looked like a golden dragon rolling and slashing towards the Thunder Saint.
Thunder Saint was surrounded by thunder, and it continued to gather. The overlapping thunders even formed a treasure robe of thunder.
The next moment, the knife struck the Thunder Clothes hard, and in an instant, there was a deafening explosion.
Yan Yourong instantly felt that his sword had cut into the endless ocean, but this ocean was not made of water, but of endless thunder.
The violent thunder force rushed straight towards her, so powerful that it completely shattered the power of her sword.
The next moment, the situation in this world changed.
On the Thunder Clothes, streaks of thunder shot up and struck towards Yan Yourong.
After all, he was a saint, and it was just a matter of pure attack power, so he still had the advantage.
The Thunder Saint's face showed a smile of success. After fighting for these hours, he gradually understood the opponent's fighting style.
When this female cultivator fights, she is full of indomitable momentum. If she were a fellow cultivator at a lower level, this momentum would even allow her to overwhelm cultivators who are slightly stronger than her.
In a battle between monks, momentum is extremely important.
However, she was facing a person with a higher level of cultivation than herself. As long as she blocked her attacks and counterattacked her, she would be unstoppable.
Especially at such a close distance, she couldn't even dodge, and her other companion didn't have time to rescue him.
Seeing that the thunder was about to fall on Yan Yourong, suddenly, a thick layer of rocks appeared on Yan Yourong's body, and on these rocks, dense leaves grew, like a forest.
The thunder fell down and hit the green grass, instantly shattering the grass. However, its power also weakened a bit. The continued bombardment did not break the rock-like armor on Yan Yourong's body.
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A ferocious look flashed in the Thunder Saint's eyes, had he prepared his defense in advance?
But it's no use!
A quasi-sage will always be a quasi-sage.
Around his body, thunder rose up one after another, forming a huge thunder vortex.
But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and the void suddenly turned dark. In the darkness, bright meteors rose up. The next moment, these meteors fell, all bombarding him.
On the other side, another monk took action!
Moreover, the power of this falling meteor is not even much weaker than the power of the female cultivator in front of me falling with all her strength.
In his haste, the thunder vortex condensed above his head.
The next moment, the meteors fell into the thunder vortex.
Suddenly, the speed of the thunder vortex was affected. In the vortex, meteors collided with the thunder, causing the vortex to become extremely chaotic.
The next moment, the vortex suddenly collapsed.
In an instant, the power of thunder and stars surged around.
Under the impact of this power, the void in this area exploded.
At the same time, they rushed towards Yan Yourong and Thunder Saint.
The rocks on Yan Yourong's body burst open, and waves of power hit her body. The power was so strong that her body flew backwards uncontrollably.
The Thunder Clothes on the Thunder Saint were already damaged by Yan Yourong's attack. Now, they were all broken by the force of the vortex explosion.
At the same time, more thunderbolts gathered in the void.
Tang Xiaorui's attack came.
A series of golden, purple, blue, black... thunders of various colors gathered together to form an extremely thick multi-colored thunder, which bombarded him heavily.
This thunderbolt fell faster than any thunderbolt she had released before.
Thunder Saint Ju had just blocked Xingchenzi's attack, but was pushed back by the aftermath of the vortex, and was unable to dodge for a while.
The next moment, the thunder struck him heavily on the head.
The power of this blow was so powerful that at this moment, he even felt that his spirit was stunned by the impact, and his soul suddenly trembled, as if it was about to be crushed.
At the same time, a long crack appeared on his head.
But before he could recover, stars fell one after another in front of him.
For a moment, the Thunder Saint was completely passive. He had been able to deal with the opponent's two monks before, but now, after the opponent added another monk, he could only continue to defend, but even if he resisted with all his strength, he could not.
Completely block the opponent.
The injuries on his body began to gradually worsen.
The Thunder Saint's face already had a solemn expression. His peripheral vision swept around. Although none of the Saints were as passive as him, none of the Saints seemed capable of helping him.
Suddenly, a long knife fell in front of him. Above the long knife, it was covered with flames and thick with dust...
A knife is filled with the power of the five elements.
The Saint of Thunder had just barely blocked the attacks of Xingchenzi and Tang Xiaorui, but when faced with the falling sword, he could no longer block it.
The knife fell and struck directly on his waist. Suddenly, his whole body was cut open.
The huge force hit him, causing his body to fly backwards uncontrollably.
While retreating, he happened to see that the Eternal Saint was also jointly attacked by three human quasi-sages.
Linghu was alone. After seeing ten thousand enemies taking action, these quasi-sages of the ancient human race no longer posed any threat and could not even resist. They turned around and started to kill the saints of the ancient human race.
The Eternal Saint faced two quasi-sages, but was beaten to the point of losing his temper.
He even felt that it was more of a headache than fighting a saint.
Of these two quasi-sages, one is extremely powerful, and the other is obviously very powerful, but in combat he is extremely clumsy. Sometimes he uses a giant hammer and a giant tower to attack at close range, and sometimes he hides in the distance and uses magic weapons to attack.
He faced two monks and didn't even have a chance to fight back.
Seeing the other party releasing magic weapons again, he raised his hand and waved his hand, and streams of immortal energy surged out, then solidified instantly to form a transparent barrier.
He could use his robe to block the opponent before, but after constant fighting, his robe was torn and he could no longer resist the opponent's attacks.
The next moment, treasures hit the barrier one by one, splashing with brilliance all over the sky.
However, at the next moment, endless water suddenly hit him in the void and enveloped him instantly.
Under the invasion of the water flow, his figure was slightly affected, and his speed slowed down slightly. The next moment, a heavy stick fell in front of him, directly bombarding him.
Zhu Peng seemed to have used all his strength to smash down the stick, and it seemed like an ancient unicorn beast struck down.
The stick fell and pierced his entire chest. Under the impact of the terrifying force, all the bones in his body shattered!
In the distance, Wen Shuhua and Shen Pingyi also turned around and joined the battlefield between their brothers and sisters and the saint.
As for the quasi-sages of the ancient human race, it is enough to have ten thousand enemies against one.
For a time, all the saints of the ancient human race fell into passivity.
Although the Desolate Saint is fighting Cao Zhen, he has been observing the situation of the saints around him. He is now the most relaxed among the saints. His strength was originally the strongest among these saints.
Strong, but now, there is only Bai Feng Immortal Lord.
However, after he fought with the Immortal Lord Baifeng, he became more and more frightened. For a while, he had no way to defeat the Immortal Lord Baifeng. In fact, he only had a slight upper hand.
However, he couldn't get away to help other saints.
This Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord is still only a quasi-sage, but he can stop him, which means...
Looking at the entire ancient human race, except for Saint Zhangjie and him, as well as the clone that Saint Zhenxian cut off, no one is the opponent of this Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord. This is terrible.
So many saints are not as good as one quasi-sage!
When the Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks breaks through and becomes a quasi-sage, does that mean that even the Saints of Zhangjie are no match for the Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks?
There are also these monks from the Baifeng Sect and those quasi-sages. Although they are not as powerful as the Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks, almost every two of these quasi-sages can fight to a tie with one of their saints, and three of them can completely suppress them.
Their saint!
They also brought a large number of quasi-sages with them this time, but their quasi-sages, in front of these quasi-sages from the Baifeng Sect, are like Daluo Jinxian in front of the quasi-sages, and the gap is even bigger!
In this battle, the quasi-sages they brought did not even intervene or help!
If so, these quasi-sages would also break through and become saints, which would probably be more powerful than the ordinary saints of their ancient human race. He felt horrified just thinking about it.
Although it is difficult for quasi-sages to break through and become saints, none of these quasi-sages are ordinary quasi-sages!
For such a powerful quasi-sage, the chance of breaking through and becoming a saint is really too high.
Not to mention other things, Immortal Lord Bai Feng and the number one Yin Yang Immortal King in ancient and modern times, they are still only quasi-sages. One of them is more powerful than an ordinary saint, and the other one can fight to a tie with an ordinary saint, or even faintly
Yue still has some upper hand, and the two of them will definitely be able to break through and become saints.
Even if only half of the other monks of the Hundred Peaks Sect become saints, the strength of this Hundred Peaks Sect may instantly surpass their ancient human race, plus all the monks from other tribes in the East.
As for the present...
He looked at the quasi-sages and even saints who had been knocked down in front of him. Although their faces were surprised, they did not show any worry or fear.
He originally thought he could completely defeat the Baifeng Sect, so he did not notify the Zhangjie Saint this time.
However, with so many of their saints gathered here to fight, the Zhangjie Saint would definitely be able to discover them. Now, they are completely at a disadvantage, and they think that the Zhangjie Saint will appear soon.
The thought in his mind had just begun to sink. The next moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from the void in front of him, and then a wooden staff appeared and struck directly towards the Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord opposite him.
The Saint of Zhangjie is finally here!
Cao Zhen looked at the wooden stick that suddenly appeared in front of him, but his whole spirit tensed up instantly. He had seen this stick before.
That day, the two human saints were unable to block the attack from the eye that appeared from the tentacle tribe. It was this stick that blocked it.
The strongest monk in the ancient human race, the Saint of Zhangjie!
When this stick fell, it didn't feel as powerful as the spells released by an ordinary Return to Immortal Realm or even the Earth Immortal Realm. However, looking at this stick, the hair on his body stood up uncontrollably.
In his hand, the Hundred Peaks Sword was swung forward rapidly, and for a moment, the surrounding time and space rapidly overlapped.
Compared with before, the scope of this time-space overlap is smaller. Instead of overlapping all the world, it overlaps the air in front of him.
This is also a kind of restraint and concentration of strength.
However, this seemingly ordinary blow with a stick caused the overlapping time and space to continuously fragment.
The long stick hit Cao Zhen's face all the way.
"not good!"
"Master!"
All around, the disciples of the Baifeng Sect had completely gained the upper hand. They were shocked when they discovered that Cao Zhen was suddenly attacked, but it was too late for them to rescue him.
After the wooden stick passed through time and space, it fell on Cao Zhen.
Then, Cao Zhen felt a special force coming. The long stick that could break all the time and space he condensed hit him, but the unparalleled power he didn't expect came.
In other words, the long stick did not hit him, but lightly tapped him.
At this point, Cao Zhen retreated a distance, but not to mention the internal organs and meridians in his body, his clothes were not torn to pieces.
The opponent did not really release his power to attack him.
"Okay, stop it."
Cao Zhen looked at the figure of the Zhangjie Saint that had emerged and quickly shouted. The opponent's blow just now could clearly hurt him, but it did not really hurt him. It was obviously a kind of goodwill released.
In other words, it means that he wants to negotiate, and he will naturally ask you to stop.
As his words fell, Li Ke, Ling Xi and others all around also gave up attacking their opponents and quickly gathered in front of Cao Zhen, looking at him with vigilant expressions.
Just now they saw very clearly that even their master did not stop the opponent's blow.
Many of the monks from the ancient human race were already injured. Seeing the other side retreating, each of the saints even secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Zhangjie Saint does not appear again, they may all be defeated by the Quasi-Sanctuary, or even beheaded, or imprisoned!
Fortunately, the Saint Zhangjie finally appeared. With the Saint Zhangjie around, they would definitely be able to take down the human race on the opposite side.
"The Saint of Zhangjie."
"Saint, you are here."
One by one, the saints quickly approached the Saint Zhangjie, while the quasi-sages of the ancient human race did not even dare to approach the side of the Saint Zhangjie.
Saint Zhangjie looked around and frowned tightly, with an obvious look of dissatisfaction on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Can any of you tell me what happened?
Don’t you know that the Tentacle Tribe is still watching and may come to kill you at any time, yet you are actually killing each other here?
We and you, if the Tentacle Clan comes to kill you at this time, how can you stop the Tentacle Clan in your current state!"
The Saint Zhangjie said these words while inspecting a group of monks from the ancient human race, but he also said it to everyone in the Baifeng Sect.
As he spoke, he paused slightly, with a look of helplessness on his face and said: "What's more, you are all monks of the same race, don't talk about the current human race or the ancient human race.
We all have the same ancestors, our inheritance is all the same, we are the same race, and we should not be separated from each other.
As a result, monks from the same clan started killing each other. What on earth are you doing? Who can tell me why?"
When the Saint Zhangjie said the words, a look of sadness even appeared on his face.
He turned to look at Saint Desolate and said solemnly: "Desolate, tell me why you are fighting here with the monks from the Baifeng Sect."
"Saint, it's like this. We came here to actually ask them to hand over the two saints, the Ancient Spirit Saint and the Heavenly Hammer Saint. They were imprisoned in the cult by the monks of the Baifeng Sect."
Saint Zhangjie was stunned when he heard this. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Cao Zhen. You asked with confusion: "Master Baifeng, I know you, but I don't know why you want to imprison the two of them?"
"Because they violated the rules of our human race and even took the initiative to attack our Baifeng Sect. In the end, they were defeated, so we naturally imprisoned them."
The Zhangjie Saint suddenly became more and more confused: "Then why did they attack you?"
"Because we imprisoned their people, and I informed the world before that all monks, no matter which clan they are, in our human world, must abide by the rules of our human world.
If you don’t want to abide by the rules, then don’t enter the vast world of our human race. If you enter the vast world of our human race and still don’t abide by our rules, then we must act according to the rules.
Moreover, we just happened to see some monks from the Ancient Spirit Cult violate the rules of our human race.
Just because some civilians got the fairy grass, they wanted to forcefully buy the fairy grass from those civilians, and they even directly released pressure on the civilians.
In our human race, it is forbidden to kill civilians at will. They violated the rules of our human race, so we naturally want to arrest them. But what the Ancient Spirit Leader and the Heavenly Hammer Saint said, they do not need to abide by our rules, but we have to Follow their rules..."
Cao Zhen simply told what happened. He did not add any exaggeration, he just stated the facts.
"Asshole!"
When Saint Zhangjie heard this, he became furious instantly. He suddenly turned around and glared at Saint Desolation and others, and said sternly, "Is this why you want to attack others? Do you want to destroy other people's great religions?
Don’t forget that you are in other people’s worlds. Since you have entered other people’s worlds, you must abide by other people’s rules!
Not to mention, they are still a human race, a human race that has the same roots as us! Do you remember your roots?
In vain, I thought before that I would let you all return to the human world. After all, this is our root.
At the beginning, we were forced to escape from this vast world.
It turns out that you are lucky, you have only been in the human world for a short time, and you have done such a thing!
What about mortals? Can mortals be slaughtered at will?
Don’t forget that before you become immortals, you are also mortals!
You should not forget that our ancestors were all mortals before they became immortals!
The rules in the human world are excellent and there are no problems. These are the rules that should exist. Only with such rules can real order be established!
You, you disappoint me so much!"
For a moment, all the saints of the ancient human race lowered their heads, not daring to say anything, and their hearts were full of surprise. They never expected that after the saint of Zhangjie appeared, he did not attack the opponent, but instead defended the current situation.
of human race.
On the opposite side, Cao Zhen and others, as well as everyone at the gate of Baifeng Sect, were also stunned for a moment. After the appearance of the Zhangjie Saint, they were still full of worries. After all, the opponent's strength was too terrifying.
Who would have thought that the attitude of this Zhangjie Saint is completely opposite to that of other ancient human races. In fact, Zhangjie Saint looks more like a monk from their side than from the other side.
After the saint Zhangjie finished reprimanding the saints of the ancient human race, he turned to look at Cao Zhen and others, but suddenly bowed to everyone and said apologetically: "Everyone, this time it is my fault.
Because of the previous attack by the Tentacle Clan, I have been anxious, worried that the Tentacle Clan would invade our world, so these days, I have been busy building a large formation, but I have neglected to control them. This is my fault."
Only then did Cao Zhen react, and he quickly saluted and said, "The saint is serious. After all, everyone has their own thoughts, and you can't control everyone's thoughts. What's more, what you do is for our entire Eastern cultivation world.
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"No matter what, it's because I didn't restrain myself properly." Saint Zhangjie said, but he sighed softly, "I don't know, according to the rules of your human race, what kind of punishment should be received by Desolate and others.
They indeed deserve to be punished, but you also know the current situation, the tentacle clan does not know when they will invade our Eastern Immortal Cultivation World again.
You have also seen the battle that day. To be honest, I am no match for that master from the Tentacle Clan, and my time is even running out.
After all, the saint's lifespan is also limited, so I am so anxious to set up the big formation.
I hope to be able to set up a large formation while I am still alive before they attack our human world.
That way, even if I die in the future, and there are Saints of Desolation, Saints of Suppressing Immortals, or even you guarding the formation, those tentacle clan will definitely be able to drive them out if they come again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the monks around him, whether they were monks from the ancient human race or from the Hundred Peaks Sect, all had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Especially the monks from the ancient human race, many of them had dissatisfied expressions on their faces.
The Zhangjie Saint clearly noticed the changes in the expressions of the ancient humans, and he said coldly: "Why, you are not convinced? Do you think he is just a quasi-sage now, and do you think he is unworthy?
Although he is now a quasi-sage, who of you is sure that you can defeat him?
I said that it is possible to let him guard the formation. That is if he is only a quasi-sage. If he breaks through and becomes a saint, then he, Immortal Lord Baifeng, will be the best choice to guard the formation!
If any of you thinks you can defeat him, then you have to fight him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the monks from the ancient human race looked at the Desolate Saint one after another. They had also seen the battle of the Hundred Peaks Immortal Lord before.
The Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks was almost able to fight to a draw against the Saint of the Desolation. Naturally, they could not be the opponent of the Saint of the Hundred Peaks.
But the Desolation Saint is different. The Desolation Saint still has a vague advantage.
Facing everyone's gaze, the Desolate Saint didn't know whether to speak or not for a moment.
Saint Zhangjie felt the eyes of everyone but sneered: "What? They are all looking at Saint Desolation. Do you think the current Desolation will definitely be able to defeat Saint Hundred Peaks?
I'm not afraid to tell you that when he fought against Desolation, he didn't use all his strength. He should have reserved his strength. He should be aware of my existence. He should have reserved his strength to prepare for my attack."
As soon as the Saint of Zhangjie finished speaking, the monks from the ancient human race all around looked shocked. The Saint of Desolation was the strongest among them. As a result, when the Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks fought with him, he was not exhausted yet.
With all your strength.
The Hundred Peaks Saint is just a quasi-sage!
How could a quasi-sage be so powerful?
The Zhangjie Saint looked around and spoke again: "Now, are you convinced? Or do you think that we provide the formation, and even a large number of resources are provided by us, and the monks who preside over the formation should be
Are they monks from our ancient human race?
Not to mention that Immortal Baifeng is also a human race, he is of the same race as us. Even if Immortal Baifeng is a monk from another race, I will let him preside over the formation.
Because, this is not only related to the survival of our human race, but also related to the safety of our entire Eastern Immortal Cultivation World!"
In the distance, at the gate of Baifeng Sect, everyone was listening to the words of the saint Zhang Jie, but all of them were in awe.
Many monks even praised him.
"This is the true mind of a saint!"
"Compared to this Zhangjie Saint, the other Saints don't look like Saints at all!"
"So, when the time comes, the clan leader may be able to guard the formation that our clans have spent countless resources building?"
"The most reliable thing is to be guarded by the clan leader!"
"I just don't know when the patriarch will break through. When the patriarch breaks through, I'm afraid that the monk of the Tentacle Clan may not be the opponent of the patriarch."
"The patriarch is so powerful just as a quasi-sage, let alone a saint!"
But everyone was full of confidence in Cao Zhen. It was not that they blindly believed in Cao Zhen, but everything Cao Zhen had done before made them trust Cao Zhen immensely.
No matter what level of cultivation they are in, whether they are comparing the monks of their human race in the world, or the monks in their region, or even the monks of the tentacle clan, looking at their side of the universe, their patriarch, no matter in any cultivation
They are all the strongest practitioners in this realm, bar none.
Even Xiang Ziyu, the patriarch’s disciple, can’t compare with the patriarch!
With the clan leader, Xiang Ziyu could only become the second best among fellow cultivators.
Therefore, they believe that if their patriarch becomes a saint, he will definitely become the strongest person in the world, and he will definitely be stronger than the monk from the Tentacle Clan!
Zhangjie Saint said, his eyes fell on Cao Zhen again and said: "You are really too strong. When I was a quasi-sage, I was far less powerful than you. I have never even seen any monk, or even us.
In the records of the human race, there is no ancestor as powerful as you when he was a quasi-sage!
If you become a saint, you will most likely become the strongest being in our world.
However, you still need the world to become a saint, and it is even more difficult than any of us to become a saint. After all, the more powerful the quasi-saint, the more difficult it is to become a saint."
His words had already fallen, and across the way, everyone in the Baifeng Sect had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Zhangjie Saint also showed a look of surprise and said: "You don't know this? Of course, I said that the stronger the quasi-sage, the harder it is to become a saint. It does not mean that one quasi-sage is better than another quasi-sage.
The stronger the saint, the more difficult it will be for him to become a saint.
There is a clear difference between the stronger one."
The Zhangjie Saint glanced around, then pointed at the group of quasi-sages from the ancient human race behind him: "It will be easier for them to become saints than these quasi-sages from your Baifeng Sect.
And you, the quasi-sages of the Baifeng Sect..."
He pointed at Xiang Ziyu as he spoke: "It will be more difficult for him to become a quasi-sage than for other disciples to become a quasi-sage. As for your other disciples, there may be differences in their cultivation, but they can be regarded as monks of the same level.
The difficulty for them to become saints is almost the same.
Finally, it’s you, Master Baifeng, it will be even more difficult for you to become a saint!”
Even the saints behind Zhangjie Saint were looking at Zhangjie Saint in surprise. Even they didn't know that there are different difficulties in becoming a saint.
Saint Zhangjie looked at the crowd and said: "The main thing is that it is too difficult to become a saint. Sometimes, in an era, there may not even be a saint among the same clan, so it is not easy to compare.
It is also because our human race has given birth to a large number of saints, so we have summed up our experience.
You have entered the Universe Realm before, so I thought you knew this, but I didn’t expect that you didn’t know this secret in the Universe Realm either.”
When Yan Yourong, Xiang Ziyu, Bei Yan and others heard the sound, they looked at each other and their eyes fell on the enemy of ten thousand people.
Now, they could finally understand why the enemy of ten thousand people was the first among them to break through.
Ten Thousand Enemies felt everyone's gaze, and for a moment, they were extremely depressed. He was the first among them to break through and become a saint.
Originally, it took him a long time to break through to become a Saint. However, it turned out that it was because he was the weakest, so it was easiest for him to break through and become a Saint.
As the Saint Zhangjie said something, he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Cao Zhen strangely and asked: "Before, the ancestors of our human race also had monks who entered the world of the world. Every time, the monks who entered the world of the world were supposed to
The length of stay is different, but it won’t be too different. You shouldn’t have come out so quickly. Something happened in the world.”
Cao Zhen recalled the scene when he was forced to leave the Universal Realm. He shook his head helplessly and said: "I don't know why we left the Universal Realm. There was no warning at the beginning. The Universal Realm seemed to be broken.
We all launched the Universal Realm."
"No sign?" The Zhangjie Saint frowned tightly and said in a deep voice, "This is strange, but the world will not change like this without reason, and this is obviously not a good thing.
Therefore, we must speed up the construction of the grand formation.
As long as the formation is well built, we can handle everything. And Immortal Lord Bai Feng, although I am not your master and I am not suitable to say anything to you, I still want to remind you.
Now, don't do those other things.
Just like maintaining the order of the human race, I will restrain them from these things, and at the same time, I will also let them help to maintain the order of the human race.
I also suggest that you leave all matters of your Baifeng Sect to other people in your Baifeng Sect to handle.
All you need to do is calm down and find your path.
Your breakthrough and becoming a saint is the greatest help to our human race and the world of Eastern immortality."
Cao Zhen nodded heavily and said, "Junior knows."
Only then did Saint Zhangjie show a look of relief, and then said seriously: "They are talking about Desolate, including Saint Sky Hammer and Saint Ancient Spirit, who are now captured by you. They should be punished.
But now, with the situation of our Eastern monks, we are employing people. If we punish them, it will actually benefit the Tentacle Clan.
Moreover, without them, the construction speed of our formation will be much slower.
How about letting them take the blame and make meritorious deeds?
When the formation is built and we defeat the Tentacle Clan, if you want to punish them again, I won't stop you.
What's more, I might not be here at that time either.
How about it being up to you to decide whether you want to punish them or not, and how you want to punish them?"
Although his strength completely overwhelmed Cao Zhen and everyone here, he did not use his strength to overwhelm others. Instead, he asked Cao Zhen in a consultative tone.
Cao Zhen was silent for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, since you have said so, Saint Zhangjie, and I am not someone who doesn't care about the overall situation, I agree to let them go first.
They did not directly attack mortals, but Lord Pojiao did. The rules of our human race must be maintained, so Lord Pojiao must die."
Saint Zhangjie has put himself so low, he can't give him any face, not to mention what Saint Zhangjie said is reasonable. If he insists on having his own way, he will execute Saint Heavenly Hammer and Saint Ancient Spirit, not to mention Saint Zhangjie.
Whether the World Saint will directly change his face will be a great loss to their entire Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.
The tentacle tribe is still watching eagerly, so it is not appropriate to touch them at this time.
When the Zhangjie Saint heard Cao Zhen's answer, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Of course, they will definitely punish him."
Cao Zhen also turned back to look at Nie Jie, who was standing at the gate of Baifeng Sect, and said: "Okay, bring them all out. Of course, Venerable Pojiao will keep them. It will be a public punishment in three days!"
"yes."
Nie Jie quickly returned to the Baifeng Sect, and soon he flew out with the sealed Heavenly Hammer Saint, Ancient Spirit Saint and others.
After the Heavenly Hammer Saint flew out, he saw the Zhangjie Saint at a glance. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The Zhangjie Saint was here, so naturally they would not be in danger.
When he first fought against the monks from the Baifeng Sect, he had no fear or worry at all.
But after being imprisoned by the monks of the Hundred Peaks Sect, he was really afraid. After all, these monks of the Hundred Peaks Sect looked a little too crazy, as if they were lunatics.
How could ordinary monks use the power of a religion to fight against their ancient human race?
Not to mention a big religion, even if it is the strongest aboriginal tribe in the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World, many of their monks are among the aboriginal tribe. Some of them even killed the aboriginal monks. As a result, the saint of the aboriginal tribe did not dare to say a word.
Say more.
The entire Yuan clan did not dare to provoke their ancient human race, but as a result, they dared to build a large sect in the Baifeng Sect. Is this not a lunatic?
Who knows what a madman can do.
Fortunately, the Saint of Zhangjie is here now, and the Baifeng Sect brought them out at this time. Apparently they were afraid of facing the Saint of Zhangjie.
But, there is no need to alarm the Zhangjie Saint for such a thing, right?
With the Saint of Desolation and other Saints, is it enough to defeat the Hundred Peaks Sect?
Hmm? No, why do those saints seem to be injured? And those quasi-sages, why are they all injured?