"Elder Yan was joking! They dared to attack Wuding Mountain because they were deliberately provoking it. For the majesty of the Divine Cult, how could this leader forgive them easily?"

Shi Qianjue understood that the Fire Clan was using the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect to deal with the old subordinates of Shengming, but in the Demon Sect's main hall, it is definitely impossible for the Fire Clan to deal with the old subordinates of Shengming. The Demon Sect must take action personally.

The Holy Ancestor of the Fire Clan bowed his hand and then retreated.

Shi Qianjue said: "Zhang Ruochen, are you really not going to retreat?"

"Don't retreat."

Facing a great saint, Zhang Ruochen was also very decisive.

"Well, the leader of the Japanese will be responsible for Emperor Ming and discipline you well." Shi Qianjue said.

At this moment, the drunkard and Gu Songzi turned into two figures and rushed forward to reach the vicinity of the second mountain protection formation.

The drunkard did not look sloppy, but was extremely sharp and cursed: "Shi Qianjue, as the leader of the Divine Cult, he should protect the comprehensiveness of every disciple in the sect. However, in order to make friends with the Fire Clan and the Wutong Divine Tree, you actually forced a saint in the sect to marry an outsider. When will our Moon Worshiping God Cult begin? We need to rely on sacrificing the saint in the sect to stabilize our status and expand our power? The master's reputation for his lifetime is destroyed in your hands."

The voice of the drunkard was very loud and came into the ears of all the monks of the Demon Cult.

Some of the monks of the Demon Cult also had the same feelings as those of the drunkard, and they were extremely angry, but they didn't dare to say it out.

Of course, there are other monks of the Demon Cult who think that the drunkard is bold and reckless.

"Where did the old madman come from? He dared to insult the leader. He really lived a bad life!"

"You don't even know him? He is a famous person in the Divine Cult, Feng Zuisheng, the junior brother of the leader. He doesn't know how many seniors he is taller than you, but you dare to say that he is an old madman?"

...

Hearing the curse of the drunkard, there were signs of division within the Moon-Worshiping Demon Sect.

An extremely old elder of the Demon Cult said: "When the previous generation of sect masters were alive, the saint of the Divine Cult was extremely high, and he was a real saint. After Shi Qianjue became the leader, the saint of the Divine Cult was completely a tool for him to win over people's hearts and exaggerate forces. What is the difference between it and the prostitutes in brothels? I have long been unable to bear this phenomenon. Since Master Feng is not yet able to bear justice for everyone, I would like to ask Uncle Feng to uphold justice for everyone."

"Nie Beiyi, do you dare to question the leader? Do you want to rebel?"

The palace master of Dark Night Palace, Ye Xiaoxiang, walked out of the void.

Her figure flashed, and she swung her sword and slashed out, slashing the head of the elder of the Demon Sect who had just spoken, leaving behind blood all over the ground.

Seeing this scene, the anger in the eyes of the drunkard became even stronger.

"Ha ha ha ha."

A hearty laughter resounded throughout this world.

On the horizon, there was a heroic figure coming from the water.

The copper furnace was originally a vast field, but under the feet of the young figure, there were blue waves thousands of miles, as if a sea was following him.

It was a monk in blue, standing at the top of the water wave, carrying his hands on his back, and said, "You are right, the saint of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect sounds very glorious, but in fact he is the most pitiful group of women in the world."

Ye Xiaoxiang stood under Shi Qianjue's figure, staring at the Qing-clad scholar standing above the waves, and said coldly: "Luo Xu, you dare to come to Wuding Mountain. What benefits did Zhang Ruochen promise you? Are you willing to die?"

Zhang Ruochen was also a little surprised and did not expect Luo Xu to come.

Under Luo Xu's feet, he was stepping on a wave of water in a radius of hundreds of miles, like a big lake. Those waters were not illusions, but were condensed by his rules of holy path.

From this we can see that Luo Xu's cultivation level may have reached the level of a holy king.

Luo Xu's eyes were a little confused and said, "Benefits? There is no benefit in the world to please Luo Xu. However, two hundred years ago, I left the biggest regret in my life here. Today, two hundred years later, I don't want the same tragedy to happen again. Zhang Ruochen, you won't blame me for coming here uninvited, right?"

"Senior Luo Xu is here to help, I am very grateful." Zhang Ruochen said.

Gu Songzi said: "Shi Qianjue, although you have broken through to the Great Sage realm, one-on-one, none of us is your opponent. However, with so many strong people present, can you stop it by urging the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron together?"

The drunkard said: "Once the second layer of mountain protection formation is broken, at least half of the disciples of the Divine Cult will lose their protection. The holy-level war breaks out, how many disciples of the Divine Cult will be crushed and killed?"

Shi Qianjue's figure let out a long laugh, "You will never know how mysterious that realm is until the Great Sage realm. Even if I walk out of the mountain protection formation, what can you do to me?"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled violently, and then a tall figure wearing a mysterious suit flew out of the mountain protection formation and stood at the same height as the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

Shi Qianjue looked like he was in his fifties, and his robe was like black iron cloth. Above his head were layered with layers of demon clouds, just like a world-class demon king was born.

"Sir, Master, the world is invincible, and the five realms are respected."

"Sir, Master, the world is invincible, and the five realms are respected."

...

All the monks of the Demon Cultivation bowed respectfully to Shi Qianjue, and even some of the guests who came to the banquet were kneeling on the ground.

That is the spiritual suppression of the great sage on the saint.

Just like a civilian, when he sees the emperor, he instinctively kneel down and bow down.

"not good."

Seeing Shi Qianjue appearing near the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, all the saints of the old subordinates of Shengming changed their faces.

Under Zhang Ruochen's leadership, they tried their best to inject the holy energy into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

"Wow—"

Golden ancient Chinese flew out on the body of the Kaiyuan Deer Tribute.

However, Shi Qianjue took action first, stretched out his arm, and a magic hand condensed from the rules of the holy path, slapped the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, knocking it away.

I saw that the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron was uncontrolled and flew to the horizon, turning into a small black dot, and finally disappeared completely.

"That's great! If you lose the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, what else can you do to compete with a great saint?"

Qiuyu and the monks of the Fire Clan all smiled.

Shi Qianjue is definitely a decisive and powerful master. After flying the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, he mobilized his holy energy again and condensed a black magic ball between his hands.

The light of the magic ball is extremely deep, like a black hole, devouring all the energy between heaven and earth.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have given you a chance before. Since you don't cherish it, then you and the remaining ministers of Shengming will all die here."

Shi Qianjue pressed his hands down.

The black magic ball fell downwards.

In an instant, the fields under Wuding Mountain were sealed by the ice and turned into a Jedi.

The Fighting Heavenly King had already reached the peak of the Saint King, but at this moment, he took a breath, "The Great Sage's casual blow will be ten times better than me."

A saint said: "I finally saw the Great Saint take action with my own eyes. This is really a power that humans can exert? The legendary god may not be so powerful, right? Even if I stand on the Holy Wood Peak, I feel that I can't move all over."

Mu Lingxi was extremely worried. She bit her lips tightly and could feel a fishy and sweet smell.

Ling Feiyu stood up straight, his fingers tightly, and he chanted: "Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen, you should have a trump card, right?"

Qiuyu nodded, and the smile in her eyes became stronger: "I am worthy of being the Great Sage. Just this blow should be able to destroy more than half of the Shengming Rebels!"

On the Holy Wood Peak, the monks' expressions were different. Some were worried, some were proud, some were worried, and some showed gloating smiles.

At this moment, a crack broke open on the earth, and a divine hand stretched out from the ground.

The palm of the divine hand was hundreds of feet long, like a cloud in the shape of five fingers, colliding with the magic ball falling from the sky. Suddenly, circles of energy ripples rushed in all directions, hitting the second mountain protection array, which was also trembling slightly.

The Great Sage's attack was actually blocked.

In Wuding Mountain, all the monks were stunned, and time became still.

"boom."

"Boom."

...

Then, the Divine War Corpse walked out of the cracks on the earth, and its huge body stood on the vast field, roaring in the direction of Shi Qianjue.

The Death Zen Ancestor sat cross-legged on the head of the Divine War Corpse, emitting a dazzling Buddha light all over his body.

"It turned out to be the ancestor of Death Zen, how could it be the ancestor of Death Zen?"

"How could the ancestor of Death Chan help Zhang Ruochen? With the identity of the ancestor of Death Chan, no matter how great the benefit Zhang Ruochen gave him, he would probably not be able to invite him."

The appearance of the Death Zen Ancestor was beyond the expectations of all monks.

Shi Qianjue was obviously a little surprised and said, "Die Zen, you are actually an enemy of the Moon Worshiping God Sect. Isn't this a wise thing?"

"Amitabha! I owe Mr. Zhang a favor. Today, I will naturally help him with all my strength." said the ancestor Death Chan.

On the Holy Wood Peak, Qiu Yu's eyes shrank slightly, as if he had thought through something, and said, "So that's it. It turns out that Zhang Ruochen is the murderer behind the scenes. He killed millions of members of the Fire Clan. Damn it, it's really damn."

"The Death Chan Ancestor has no deep grudges with our Fire Clan. It is impossible to offend us. It must be Zhang Ruochen."

A saint of the Fire Clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan, bowed to the south, and said, "The Death Chan Ancestor and Zhang Ruochen are irreconcilable enemies of the Fire Clan. Please take action and kill them."

In the south sky, a red and golden fire cloud appeared.

A figure in golden armor appeared in the fire cloud.

The power fluctuations that came from him were a little stronger than Shi Qianjue. The man said, "Die Chan, if you escape from the domain, you may not be able to save your life. Why do you still stay in Kunlun Realm? Do you really think that I can't kill you?"

The appearance of Fire Lord undoubtedly made this battle, which was originally suspense, a little boring.

The appearance of the two great saints is a completely overwhelming advantage. How can they fight?

Of course, even if the old troops of Shengming are wiped out today, it will be enough to be recorded in history. It is already an incredible ability to attract the two great saints to take action.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Huo Zun and Shi Qianjue both noticed something, and turned their eyes at the same time, looking towards the northern sky.

...

(Sweat! I've been sleeping too late these days and have a headache. I'm really overwhelmed. I'm going to take a break early tonight. As for the update of the chapter in the early morning, it will be postponed until noon tomorrow.)
Chapter completed!