Just when Jin Chanzi closed her eyes to absorb the spiritual energy, trying to restore the lost divine power, preparing to fight the enemy with all her strength, and no longer paying attention to the ancestor of the Styx, a stream of light came from the west and rushed into the sky above the realm of the Blood Sea with some hesitation.
Looking at Jin Chanzi sitting on the stone pillar, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of violence in his eyes, and he fiercely waved the blessing pestle in his hand.
Taoist Zhunti is not stupid. He knows that although Jin Chanzi has not attained Taoism and become a saint, the divine power in his body mixed with the luck of gods and demons, coupled with the holy power input from his senior brother, has gathered together a unique
Energy, although this energy cannot be compared with the power of the Dao, it is on par with the Holy Power. If we really rely on the Dao to fight, it is unknown who will win and who will lose.
Although Jin Chanzi was roaming the ancient times, he did not have a magic weapon in hand. This was the opportunity for Taoist Zhunti to win, so he used the magic weapon to attack. He could gain the upper hand with one blow and influence Jin Chanzi.
Chanzi left this sea of blood area and went to other areas to fight.
Although the Ancestor of Styx is currently sinking in the sea of blood, who knows whether this guy will suddenly take action to help Jin Chanzi deal with him. After all, the two sides have become mortal enemies in the western world, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend.
How could the Patriarch of Styx, who is as cunning as a fox, not understand the truth?
The blessed divine pestle was filled with holy power, rushing through the space and making an explosive sound. The ancestor of Styx, who was sinking in the sea of blood, frowned slightly. He wanted to take a step forward, but in the end he still stood there, with a soft smile on his lips.
Yiqiao said: "Let's see what the abilities of this Silkworm God are like. If he can really become an enemy of Zhunti, then it would be better to join forces with him and kill the Western Saint."
Ancestor Styx stood in the sea of blood, holding a divine sword in each hand, staring at Jin Chanzi's figure, but saw that the other party paid no attention to the blessed divine pestle, and continued to sit on the stone pillar as if sleeping.
He didn't pay attention to this Taoist Zhunti at all.
When such a scene fell into the eyes of Patriarch Minghe, he was greatly surprised, and even secretly cursed Jin Chanzi in his heart for being such an unwise move. The blessing pestle was entrusted to guide the Taoist's holy soul, and it was to guide the Taoist.
The power of the natal magic weapon refined by sacrifice is comparable to that of a saint.
Although Jin Chanzi was born in ancient times, even before he received the Taoist priest, relying on his body to resist the power of his natal magic weapon is really a mistake. Isn't this a convulsion?
And just when the ancestor of Ming He was muttering secretly, the Taoist guide also showed a sarcastic look on his lips, and his body instantly turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the Golden Chanzi, hoping to use the Golden Chanzi to fight with the Blessing Divine Pestle.
At that time, he took the opportunity to kill the opponent.
Although Daozu Hongjun issued an order to hunt him down, in the heart of Taoist Jingyin, Jin Chanzi was already on the list of those who must die. If he could not take advantage of this opportunity to kill this evil beast, and if he wanted to kill him again in the future, he would definitely
Don't lose the hard work.
And just when the Taoist guide turned into a stream of light, two rays of light, one white and one black, appeared in Jin Chanzi's eyes. The two-color rays of light suddenly appeared, like lightning, one went straight to the blessing pestle, and the other went straight to the receiving one.
Lead the Taoist people to attack.
"What?"
'boom'
Before the Ancestor of Styx could finish his words, a ray of black light fell on the Blessing Divine Pestle, and immediately turned into the image of a giant python. It wrapped around the body of the Blessing Divine Pestle, and wrapped around the opponent even tighter, making the Blessing Divine Pestle tremble slightly.
Constantly fighting against this giant python in the air.
The white light collided with the holy power of Taoist Jieyin, and a rumbling sound was heard. When the light dissipated, Taoist Jieyin was seen returning to the sky, and Jin Chanzi also stood up slightly and stood on the stone pillar.
Although the white light dissipated, looking at the frightened look on the face of Taoist Jie Yin, Ancestor Minghe also knew that the white light just now made Taoist Jie Yin return in vain. Even if it did not cause any injuries to the other party, it was still with him.
The opponent's holy power was equal. When the two collided, it was obvious that Jin Chanzi was superior in skill and strength.
"Haha, my dear nephew, it's not that my uncle doesn't tolerate you, but that you leaked the secret. Daozu personally ordered us to come and take you to Tianwaitian to pronounce the sentence. My nephew is still in the same old relationship. Don't order your uncle.
It’s better to be embarrassed.”
Taoist Jieyin put his hands behind his back, with a warm look on his face. Such a kind appearance surprised the ancestors of Minghe. He did not expect that the Silkworm God, who was always famous in Pangu Continent, would actually become Taoist Jieyin's disciple.
.If this is the case, it will not help you. I am afraid it will increase the enemy's strength.
No, this Taoist leader is good at planning. Damn, these words are obviously meant for him. He is obviously telling Ancestor Minghe that this battle is their private matter. If Ancestor Minghe intervenes in it, Jin Chanzi cannot be harmed.
Thank you, in the end it was thankless.
Grandma's bear, you are such a good plan to lead the Taoist. However, the Silkworm God is the person chosen by Taiyuan. He can be associated with you in the West so easily. Even if he becomes your disciple in the West, if you want to kill him today, in the future
How else can it be related to the West?
Thinking of this, Patriarch Styx's eyes lit up. The Silkworm God can actually accept Taoist Taoist Master as his teacher. Then can he accept me as his teacher? No, hehe, the Asura Sect is short of an uncle. This Silkworm God can live in this place.
It would be a good thing for me to help the Asura Sect become stronger and stronger.
"There's no need to blame someone if you want to."
Just when Patriarch Minghe was about to step into the outside world and prepare to support Jin Chanzi, Jin Chanzi sneered slightly and glanced at the sky sarcastically.
At this time, a stream of light fell in front of Taoist Zhunti, it was Taoist Jie Yin, and then a stream of light quickly landed next to Taoist Jie Yin, it was Yuanshi Tianzun.
I wonder, three saints, what kind of evil deeds did this golden cicada do? To provoke Hongjun to such a big fight, I am afraid that it was the first big event after the establishment of the Three Realms.
"Hongjun, you really think highly of me. You actually asked three saints to come forward. From now on, I'm afraid that my name, Jin Chanzi, will be resounding throughout the world of gods and demons."
"Jin Chanzi, you didn't surrender and were captured, you actually slandered Dao Ancestor like this, huh, you are really an arrogant evil beast."
Taoist Zhunti has always been dissatisfied with Jin Chanzi. He doesn't know when the natural feeling of disgust will arise. Maybe it's because of the tree. Maybe even before the tree, he had a feeling of standing in front of the god.
Above the demon, the ruthless Silkworm God felt dissatisfied, perhaps because of jealousy.
But today, he was determined to kill the opponent. Taoist Zhunti's eyes radiated coldness and he scolded Jin Chanzi coldly. He also stretched out his hand to take back the blessing pestle, preparing to join forces with the two of them to fight.
"Junior brother, Daozu ordered us to arrest Jin Chanzi. Don't say anything to anger him."
He led the Taoist forward and looked at Jin Chanzi, who was standing on the stone pillar with a hint of guilt. Without the order of the Taoist Ancestor, this would definitely be the person who would inherit his mantle and legacy. There is no one and only person. But right now
Due to various reasons, he lost his beloved disciple, and only he knew the sadness in his heart.