Looking at the suppressed Kong Xuan, Wang Xu took a breath.
Five strikes, just five strikes and Kong Xuan was defeated. There was no doubt about the defeat.
If the previous two temptations were eliminated, if Taoist Zhunti wanted to suppress Kong Xuan, he would probably be able to do it in two or three moves.
Sure enough, unless the top quasi-sage is equipped with the Chaos Treasure, at the level of quasi-sage and saint, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to fight beyond the level.
The most obvious change is that the five-color divine light that Kong Xuanzhi spread across the world cannot brush the saint's body at all.
On the other hand, the quasi-sage couldn't withstand the Saint's attack, so he just ran away as soon as possible. If he didn't escape, he would be suppressed 100% of the time.
As for the other quasi-sages, Wang Xu couldn't help but ask himself if they were also so powerless when facing the saints.
I'm afraid it's almost the same. Otherwise, why hasn't the ancient power appeared since the saints became saints?
Perhaps, it is precisely because of the huge gap that the top powerhouses left over from ancient times began to stay behind closed doors one by one.
"Kong Xuan, haven't you revealed yourself yet?"
Zhunti grabbed Kong Xuan and placed him on the palm of the Bodhi gold body, his eyes turned pure gold.
Facing such a look, Kong Xuan felt his whole body tremble, and couldn't help but transform into his true form, becoming a peacock with five-colored feathers, struggling to fly away in Zhunti's hands.
Taoist Zhunti looked happy, and while blessing and imprisoning him, he said: "Kong Xuan, I will name you the Great Peacock King, and your status is the same as the deputy leader of the Western religion. If you don't worship the Buddha when you see it, are you willing to follow me to the West to practice?"
We are the swordsmen and we are the fish. Kong Xuan struggled several times and found that he could not break free, so he could only fall down and accept his fate: "Respect the decree of the law!"
"Golden bows and silver halberds are not foolproof. Treasures and fish intestines are well-prepared. Confucius can change the way. Under the whistling tree, you are called the King of Ming."
Taoist Zhunti opened his mouth to sing, took Kong Xuan straight to the west, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
After Zhunti left, Guangchengzi showed a look of lingering fear on his face and sighed: "This is the style of a true immortal. If you don't become a saint, how can you be called free?"
"good"
All the immortals from the Chan Sect responded in unison, and the envy in their eyes could not be concealed.
Wang Xu was shaken for a moment, wishing he could take his place and become a saint roaming freely between heaven and earth.
However, can a saint really be free?
Yes, maybe not. Once upon a time, he thought that Daluo Jinxian represented freedom. Now he is Daluo Jinxian, but he found that Jinxian is just the starting point, far from the end.
What about the saints?
Hongjun is above the saints. Is he really free and happy?
Not necessarily, right?
Wang Xu watched Zhunti leaving and whispered: "When will I be able to live freely and not be bound by heaven and earth?"
"Senior Brother Guangchengzi, I think a top quasi-sage like Kong Xuan would be hard-pressed to make a mistake in front of a saint. In that case, what about someone like Kunpeng?"
Not only is Wang Xu concerned about the combat power of the quasi-sage level, Jiang Ziya and the other Golden Immortals are also full of doubts about this.
After hearing Jiang Ziya's question, Guangchengzi pondered for a moment and said: "I have also asked Master this question. Master said that Kunpeng is good at flying, and his flying skills are unparalleled in the world, and he is not inferior to the saints. In addition,
He was cautious by nature, and it would be difficult for a saint to keep him here.
Ancestor Styx is just the opposite. He has never been good at escape skills, but he has become one with the sea of blood. The sea of blood will never dry up and the river of Styx will never be extinguished. The sea of blood is collected by the filth of heaven and earth, and it will never be extinguished.
It will not dry up, this is the cycle of heaven, and the saint cannot control it, so the saint cannot kill the ancestor of Styx, and can only let him hide in the sea of blood and dare not show up.
For the rest, the Great God Fuxi sits in the Fire Cloud Cave and is connected to the fate of the human race. He is equivalent to a half-saint. As long as the human race does not decline, he will be invincible. Naturally, no one will take action against him to avoid backlash. .
The same goes for Empress Houtu. She can be regarded as the incarnation of reincarnation. As long as there is reincarnation, Empress Houtu will be there, and saints must also respect her."
Among the top quasi-sages, Guang Chengzi only commented on four people. Obviously, in the words of Yuanshi Tianzun, only these four people can make people shine.
Wang Xu nodded secretly after hearing this. These four ancient great masters each had their own merits, but they were better at saving lives than Zhen Yuanzi, Bai Ze, Yihe, and Kong Xuan.
No wonder that during the Journey to the West, Zhen Yuanzi would express his submission to Western religion in a disguised way by sworn to a monkey.
I'm afraid that Zhen Yuanzi at that time had already realized that the Western Sect was going to take action against him, and he couldn't resist it at all.
If this were not the case, who among the ancient strong men would bow to others? Zhen Yuanzi also came out of the Zixiao Palace and became sworn sworn friends with the monkey, a junior student. Only he himself knows the pain in his heart.
"Kong Xuan, relying on his great supernatural power, wanted to take chestnuts from the fire during the great calamity, which was basically asking for his own death. If he had come out of the Zixiao Palace and had an incestuous relationship with the saints, the two saints in the West would still have some scruples. It's a pity that he is not, it is not surprising that he is in this situation."
Rendeng Taoist may have seen a top quasi-sage captured by the Western religion, and was touched in his heart. He said a few more words: "However, the purpose of Kong Xuan's descent from the mountain is not pure. I doubt that he He is seeking to enter the great religion in order to protect his ethnic group."
Everyone nodded slightly and did not deny this statement.
Those present were all core disciples of the Chan Cult, and they knew many secrets that ordinary people didn't know, including the plans of the Phoenix Clan.
At the end of ancient times, after the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, true dragons and true phoenixes were hard to find in the world.
After the ancient world was shattered and three thousand worlds emerged, the Phoenix clan, under the leadership of a few masters, retreated into the Phoenix Realm of the three thousand worlds to thrive.
The Phoenix clan is the best mount, and because of their extraordinary origins, each of them is equivalent to a walking treasure, which is coveted.
Kong Xuan is the son of Feng Zun and half the young master of the Phoenix clan. For the sake of the clan, the best way is to join a great sect and obtain the protection of the great sect, so that the Phoenix clan can occupy a vast world to recuperate.
If this were not the case, with Kong Xuan's strength and identity, why would he come to be smeared in the world of mortals and end up like this?
Let alone being far away, if he only wanted to be free, no one would be able to find him in such a vast wilderness.
At this stage of life, time and destiny, it can be regarded as seeking benevolence and getting benevolence.
"The matter of Kong Xuan has passed, but our mission has not been completed yet."
Jiang Ziya regained his composure and quickly began to issue orders, saying: "Kong Xuan was suppressed by Saint Zhunti. In Jinji Ridge, only Yuan Hong and a group of monsters were in charge, which was no longer enough evidence. After passing the order, the army set off and attacked directly. Jinji Ling, we must fight against Jinji Ling."
"Got the order!"
Everyone took the order together, using Chanjiao Jinxian as the blade, Xiqi's soldiers and horses as the sword body, Guangchengzi and Randeng Taoist as the hilt, and charged towards Jinji Ridge in a mighty manner.
Although Jinji Ridge is a dangerous place, it is not as dangerous as Sishui Pass. Xiqi's soldiers and horses have never attacked Jinji Ridge. They are only afraid of Kong Xuan.
As soon as Kong Xuan was suppressed, the conquest of Jinjiling was a matter of course.
Wang Xu used Bajiu Xuan Gong against Bajiu Xuan Gong to kill Kong Xuan's deputy general Yuan Hong, and was the first to enter the Yin Shang camp.
The others also had their own opponents. After a great battle, they killed seven generals: the white ape spirit Yuan Hong, the buffalo spirit Jin Dasheng, the dog spirit Dai Li, the pig spirit Zhu Zizhen, the centipede spirit Wu Long, the white snake spirit Chang Hao, and the goat spirit Yang Xian.
In less than seven days, the Yin Shang army in Jinjiling was wiped out.
At this point, Chao Ge is already in sight, and the Conferred God has reached this point, and it is almost coming to an end.
"The Conferring of Gods has come to an end, and Chaoge has no generals to mobilize. If Jiejiao no longer sends reinforcements, the Conferring of Gods will be over by now." Seeing that Chaoge was close at hand, Jiang Ziya, who was in a good mood, convened the meeting
held the last evangelical meeting.
At the meeting, everyone was happy. They were not war criminals, so they would not like to lead troops to fight at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Xu couldn't help but be overjoyed, but out of caution, he said: "Uncle Master, on the list of gods, there are 365 righteous gods and 18,000 subordinate gods. As of today, 300
Only half of the sixty-five righteous gods have been gathered together, and even fewer meet the standards of being a god. The reason for becoming a god is that there is no one available in heaven, and it is impossible to suppress the three realms with the stars in the sky. If there are not enough people, how can it be ended?
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Upon hearing this, Master Taiyi stroked his beard and said, "What Senior Nephew Yang Jian said makes sense. It seems there is still a big war."
"What kind of battle can fill so many positions at once?" Taoist Lingbao asked without knowing why.
"have"
Guangchengzi spoke slowly and said: "After Sanxiao was picked up, it is said that Jie Jiao has been united in seeking the final decisive battle, and he has practiced a large formation called Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
This formation uses Taoist Duobao, Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Holy Mother of Wudang, and Holy Mother of Turtle Spirits as the formation eyes, Jiejiao Ten Thousand Immortals as the formation board, and Uncle Shangqing as the main formation. The power is probably not weaker than the one presided over by Donghuang Taiyi.
The Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, or the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation presided over by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.”
When Guangchengzi thought about it, Donghuang Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not saints after all. The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was presided over by saints and based on the teachings of Ten Thousand Immortals, so it was not necessarily inferior to the first two.
When the time comes, both sides will use their own methods to engage in the final battle.
I don’t know how many of the people present will survive to the end.
Doing the math, more than half of the Twelve Golden Immortals have been lost so far. Is there really a winner in the battle over interpretation?