This is the feeling of Saint Zhunti at this moment. He is a saint and will live forever. But the premise is that heaven and earth will not perish. If heaven and earth collapse, there will be no meaning for the saint to exist.
Of course he is a saint.
But at this time, Zhunti and several other legendary saints, are they really still superior saints?
It is estimated that only they themselves understand this best. At least now Zhunti has no real intention to fight with Han Ping at the risk of injury. When Han Ping releases the terrifying magical power of the third eye on his forehead, it is certain that
Your sanity has also returned, so there is no need to risk yourself and get involved.
Zhunti gave up, but at this moment he knew that there was a change in the world, and the change was exactly the person in front of him who seemed very weak, but had the strange strength that threatened their saints.
He wanted to kill Han Ping quietly, but Han Ping's existence had a huge impact on him.
Because of Han Ping's existence, their originally safe saint is also in danger! Han Ping must be eliminated! Zhunti restrained his murderous intent and stared at Han Ping cautiously.
At this time, laughter came from the sky.
"Haha, you little Zhunti, you dare to bully my disciples in my territory. Do you want to have a fight with me?" Leader Tongtian instantly cut through the space and appeared in the center of the battlefield. He suddenly frowned and stared coldly.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Han Ping, feeling slightly surprised.
However, Master Tongtian didn't say anything and stared coldly at Taoist Zhunti.
"I have taught fellow Taoists..." Saint Zhunti was thick-skinned. He ignored the anger of the leader Tongtian and instead explained to Tongtian with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. I just feel that this little friend is destined to our Western Sect. I want to convert this little friend to visit our Western Sect." Zhunti said without blushing and without a beating heart.
Tongtian snorted coldly and suddenly said with a smile: "Zhunti, you don't think that the old Taoist and your Western religion are destined? Do you also want to save the old Taoist and your Western religion?"
Leader Tongtian looked at Taoist Zhunti coldly.
Zhunti's face couldn't help but twitch, what he said was too big. He really wanted to convert the Saint Tongtian, but he wanted to worry about his own strength. If he didn't do it right, he wouldn't be able to be converted, and he would be converted instead.
That's tragic.
"Brother Tongtian is joking. If Taoist brother wants to teach me in the West, my senior brother and I will be waiting for you. How can we not entertain you..." Zhunti's face twitched a few times. He still vaguely remembered his teacher Hongjun.
The Taoist said: The Heaven-reaching Palm can kill and punish the heaven and the earth, and the four immortal-killing swords in his hands cannot be broken unless the four saints gather together.
At present, he is the only saint here. If the leader of Tongtian Cult sets up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, he will be in trouble. I don’t know if he can persist until his senior brother comes to save him. Even if his senior brother comes, he may not be able to
Defeat the Tongtian Saint. After all, they only have two saints together, two less!!
"Huh, you Western teaching is a poor young spirit. I don't care if you let me go." Tongtian didn't give Zhunti the saint's face at all, and directly shouted coldly. Then he looked coldly at the void and nowhere.
With a wave of his hand, several figures suddenly appeared in the space.
The leader had pale white hair. He was leaning on a cane and had a rigid look on his face, standing quietly in the void. Several people around him appeared one after another, and each of them looked curiously at Han Ping behind Tong Tian.
At this time, Han Ping still closed his eyes and was absorbed in repairing his injuries...
The third eye on his forehead was fully opened this time, and the damage caused to him was not light. After all, with the third eye, he only felt a hint of the mysterious breath of heavenly punishment, and then inferred it in the real world based on data deletion and other functions.
A kind of magical power that comes out.
This magical power is not yet complete and is in the experimental stage.
This time, it was only when he was forced into a desperate situation that Han Ping showed off the power of this magical power without hesitation. With one blow, the saint was frightened away.
Leader Tongtian did not see the scene of Han Ping's explosion, but he also expected that Han Ping must have used some kind of forbidden power. Otherwise, it would be impossible to resist the attack of Saint Zhunti. In addition, Han Ping was seriously injured at this time.
Naturally, he thought so.
Several other saints who appeared at this time also thought so.
They never thought that Han Ping would bring them danger. Instead, they smiled at Zhunti. The smile was very weird, like a sarcastic smile, which made Saint Zhunti's face turn purple and green.
Naturally, he didn't say anything more. At this time, he said to the leader of Tongtian: "Brother Tongtian, this matter is as it is. If Brother Tao wants to come to my west to teach, my two brothers will definitely be ready to wait. Also,
My little friend, if you want to come to me to teach in the West, I will definitely welcome you..."
Zhunti looked very generous, as if nothing happened just now.
Suddenly he bowed his hands towards the other saints and said: "Brothers, you are polite, welcome to my Western Sect..."
After saying that, Zhunti and the saint Jieyin looked at each other. They knew in their hearts that the two people suddenly disappeared in an instant. Everyone felt that these two saints must have returned to the Western religion!
Leader Tongtian was polite to several other saints, and then began to check Han Ping.
Several other saints glanced at Han Ping curiously. This miracle of surviving the saint's attack made them very curious. Although they could not deduce any substantive information, they knew that Tongtian had obtained the treasure this time.
Already.
"Hmph!" The original Tianzun also figured out something. Knowing that Han Ping was involved in his disciple Taiyi Zhenren, he snorted coldly, which was regarded as a warning to Han Ping. Even Saint Nuwa figured something out and looked at Han Ping more.
Take a flat look.
Saint Laozi stared at Han Ping. He also calculated some information and knew that Han Ping had a good relationship with his second disciple Yang Luchan. He stared at Han Ping with expressionless eyes.
I don’t know when, Han Ping became related to several great saints in the world!
Unknowingly, he has stirred up the entire prehistoric world. His variables have begun to emit a tsunami-like effect, the butterfly has successfully laid out, and with the support of time, he has begun to gain momentum.
After several saints disappeared, the leader of Tongtian could not help but look at Han Ping curiously. His face was slightly solemn, and Shi Ji, who had already dodged to the edge, appeared in front of him with a wave of his hand.
"Shiji, what happened?"
Leader Tongtian looked at Han Ping who seemed to be recovering from his injuries, pondered slightly, and asked Shi Ji.
Then, Shi Ji explained to Master Tongtian in detail what he had encountered and happened. Hearing this, Master Tongtian was about to go crazy, but at least he was able to control it. He looked coldly at the direction in which the saints were leaving.
, a flickering cold light in his eyes kept spinning, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few degrees without worry.
With a wave of his hand, Han Ping collected Shi Ji and Han Ping into the universe space.
His body suddenly disappeared into the ancient world and returned to his own Golden Turtle Island. He placed Han Ping in a quiet environment and allowed him to repair his injuries, and then threw Shi Ji into the hall, restoring the previous scene.
Tongtian is definitely not stupid. He can deduce everything with just a little extrapolation.
What arrow shot the boy, and then a series of conflicts and contradictions all had the shadow of someone behind his back. He was not stupid, he understood everything immediately. He was not afraid, but he was extremely angry. For a young man, the conspiracy behind his back made him very uncomfortable.
Comfortable.
He knew that the Jie Jiao family had a great career and had aroused the jealousy of many people.
"Hey..." He was also a little unsure whether this step he had taken was a good thing or a bad thing. Looking at Han Ping, who was recovering from his injuries in seclusion, he felt inexplicably lucky.
He didn't know why, but he had a strong impression of Han Ping. It seemed that... Han Ping was the key to his real success, or the key person!
He had a premonition and a strong intuition.
Of course, he didn't know or feel the changes in Han Ping's future at the beginning. He just passed on Han Ping's method out of pure interest. Although Han Ping's rise did not rely on much help from him, but anyway
Unconscious actions are the most precious.
If he had thought everything out in advance, this feeling would be much weaker.
…
Golden Turtle Island is getting noisy.
The previous battle had already alarmed the monks on the entire Golden Turtle Island. Even the monks who were attached to the surrounding Golden Turtle Island all gathered on the island to inquire about every piece of news.
"Fairy, I heard that there was a battle between saints and it alerted the leader and teacher?"
"Hmph!" A fairy who was as beautiful as a fairy immediately turned her face and said dissatisfied: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. I don't even dare to ask questions. You are a boy, so keep your mouth shut..."
"Yes, fairy..."
The boy lowered his head and answered cautiously.
In the cave, the fairy frowned and listened to the noise outside. It seemed that a saint's war really happened, but saints, their battle was earth-shattering. If a saint's war really broke out, would the whole world collapse without a fight?
No matter what, this battle alarmed many monks. It also alarmed the entire prehistoric world. The Battle of the Gods has begun, and this battle also announced that the war has come.
Jinli Island has been silent for more than a hundred years, and at this moment it was finally awakened by the First World War.
The bell that had stopped ringing for more than a hundred years rang again. This was a call to all the disciples of the Jie Cult. In the main hall of the Tongtian Retreat in the center of Jinlie Island, the disciples of the Tongtian Cult Master appeared one after another.
Everyone was whispering to each other, most of them talking about the battle between saints not long ago.
"Brother, is the battle between saints real or fake? I once went to the battlefield to see it, and the space there was so fragile that it has not recovered yet. However, there are traces of thousands of ways there, which is too terrifying, so I did not dare to go deep into it..."
"I don't know. I don't know why the teacher summoned us this time."
There are several scattered gourds hanging on a figure's body, and each gourd is filled with streams of light. It looks particularly unusual. His clothes are a bit sloppy, but he looks particularly chic and mysterious. (To be continued...)
ps: I really want to work hard this month to have perfect attendance, but Xiaoma has too many things to do this month. Now I can’t hold on anymore, and my energy is almost all taken up by reality. Xiaoma is sorry, this one may have fewer updates.
There are a lot of things. Xiaoma can only try his best to ensure continuous updates! Sorry!
