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Chapter 364: The great road crosses the Sutra of Death, and Zhunti splits
Swah——

The power of the Chaos Sacrifice Array continued to come, and the arena was filled with the roars of demons and resentful spirits, filled with boundless lawful aura, and all this infinite aura gathered into the bodies of the two Western Saints, making their eyes all scarlet red. It's like the arrival of the eternal god of death.

"Jie Jie, Ji Zang, you traitor, have you thought about how to die?" Jie Yin smiled coldly, full of murderous intent.

Zhunti was also extremely confident and said sarcastically:

"When we are waiting for enlightenment and becoming a saint, you still don't know what you are, but you are worthy of jumping around in front of my brothers and being the vanguard of death. I will not bully the small with the big, as long as you can take one of my tricks, even if you have What a skill."

Before he finished speaking, the Seven Treasures Tree in Zhunti's hand swung up, carrying immeasurable cosmic pressure, and rolled down, with such force that the entire starry sky was cut open.

laugh!
As soon as his Dharma body came out, golden lotuses burst out from one finger, and he threw the blessed pestle with the other hand, setting off an extremely terrifying law wave, and instantly smashed it down in front of the ground.

The saint who was waiting on the side also did not dare to neglect and took action immediately.Having seen the weirdness of Yuding and Fearful Sun before, none of them, the saints, dared to take it lightly, lest they capsize here.

"If you can let my brothers take action together, your death will be worth it." The reception saint said indifferently with a cold look in his eyes.

Whoa!
His golden body and dharma image spread wildly, with 24 heads and eighteen arms like demons, each holding a scripture, a golden bowl, a fish intestine, a tassel, a sword, and a pestle...

These are all his magic weapons for enlightenment, embodying extremely vast merits and laws of heaven. At this time, the envoys are coming, with infinite power. Even the brothers Sanqing on the side do not dare to underestimate them, let alone those who have no talents. Hidden.

No matter what, this ant Jizo is just an unknown disciple of the Wu sect. Is his strength really comparable to those of the previous saints? The saints smiled scornfully, as if they had seen the wonderful scene of Jizo exploding and melting.

"Hmph, it's so ridiculous for a group of ignorant and wicked people to work as a talisman for a tiger."

"That's all, personally sending these traitors to the list can be regarded as the completion of a master-disciple relationship."

"This is all the fault of the evil witchcraft sect. When the calamity is over, we vow to make Lin Xuan look good."

The saints were full of ridicule and extremely arrogant.In their opinion, this Ksitigarbha is only in the realm of a saint at best. How can it compete with the current two saints in the West?

Even veteran leaders like them would not dare to fight against the two Heavenly Saints alone. The Twelve Golden Immortals and Ksitigarbha were also in trouble.

The faces of the thousands of immortals who came to watch were all pale and horrified.

"What, all the Jinwu brothers are on the list? This Wumen army is full of ruthless people. I wonder if Ksitigarbha can withstand it."

"I do think that the leader of the Yuan Sect will not be able to escape the fate of being on the list."

"You must know that the Holy Son of Wumen has not yet taken action, but these fringe disciples have already forced the opponent to use up all their cards."

The creatures of the primitive world were talking about it, and they all found it incredible. Once upon a time, the high-ranking saints of the primitive world had become worthless. They even tried their best to survive at the hands of people like Ksitigarbha.

But now that the Wumen's army of gods is pressing down on the country, if the Taoist ancestors are also at their wits' end, I'm afraid the saints like the Demon Court will really be reduced to the fate of servants on the list.

For a moment, all the immortals were in mourning, watching the scene on the field for a moment.

boom!
At this moment, Ksitigarbha remained motionless, sitting cross-legged indifferently, chanting sutras with his hands together.

Seeing this situation, all the immortals were dumbfounded and became a little anxious.

"Oh my god, this Ksitigarbha was so frightened that he gave up resistance."

"It's too weak. It seems that not all disciples are as fierce as the Twelve Golden Immortals." "That's right. No matter how tyrannical Patriarch Lin Xuan is, he can't raise all the soldiers of the Wu clan to the level they shouldn't be." Some heights come.”

"It's a pity that Ksitigarbha is overconfident. If he faced a saint alone, there might be hope of saving his life."

The onlookers shook their heads, thinking that this kid was dead.

On the opposite side, Saint Zhunti also laughed ferociously, and the cruelty in the corner of his mouth became more and more serious: "Now, I am still pretending, I don't think praying to that bullshit Xuanzun will be useful. When you fall, the last one on the list will definitely It’s that bullshit witch master.”

The dharma image that introduced the saint was crushed down: "The only blame is that I followed the wrong person and became the wrong teacher. I left our leader without asking, and actually went to kneel down and lick the witch clan."

Boom!

The two saints struck out with one blow, and a huge and desolate chanting sound suddenly spread out, making the two people's pupils shrink, and their bodies were condensed on the spot.

"The great road to cross the Death Book!"

Ksitigarbha made a secret with his hands, and as soon as his eyes opened, immeasurable divine light erupted, sweeping out and drowning the two figures in front.

"The grand mist of heaven and earth will save you from the afterlife. Anyone who slanders the witch master will die."

The indifferent voice spread across the field, and the atmosphere of desolation and eternity was exuding for thousands of miles. Even the chaotic wind roared away, not daring to provoke this method domain.

Seeing this situation, all the immortals watching were dumbfounded, their scalps were numb, and they looked at the frozen scene in front of them in disbelief.

"Oh my god, can it really stop the two great saints? What kind of technique is this?"

"What level of magical power is this? Why does it have such a vast and supreme aura? It's like a great lord traveling on the great road."

"It's unbelievable. I'm afraid the leader of Yuanjiao is in trouble and won't really be on the list."

The powerful officials from all sides were trembling, and the more they thought about it, the more afraid they became, and fear shone in their eyes.

No one expected that the Wumen's background was so powerful, and a few small disciples who jumped out would be ridiculously strong, enough to sweep away all the saints.

You must know that with the blessing of the great formation, the Two Saints of the West are completely comparable to the strong men in the realm of heaven, but they are still not enough at this time, which is so surprising.

And Sanqing was also horrified. They felt this majestic and desolate wave. Even with their level of cultivation, they only felt that it was very dangerous and couldn't help but worry:
"Hiss, the Dao Crossing the Death Book, the skills practiced by this damn traitor are so powerful."

"Oh my God, the two junior brothers can't stop it even if they join forces."

"It's over. Our Xuanmen is all over. I'm afraid no one can escape today."

Sanqing shivered and felt shuddering. The Wumen's strength hit them in the face again, far beyond everyone's imagination.

I thought that people like Ailiu Sun were powerful enough, but I didn't expect that the Western traitors such as Ksitigarbha and Maitreya were equally astonishing, and all of them had heaven-level combat power.

But when the Death Sutra was used in front of him, the infinite space in the surrounding area evolved into the Asura Hell. Even the saints were a little afraid. The energy in their bodies was constantly being pulled away, and the aura of the realm was a little unstable, as if they were about to fall into the realm at any time.

Seeing this scene, Sanqing's pupils shrank suddenly and her scalp felt numb.

(End of this chapter)