"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With each bead that struck, the golden barrier became a little lighter, and Maitreya's face became a little whiter... By the time the twelfth bead fell, Maitreya's mouth was already bleeding!
When the twentieth one fell, the barrier suddenly shattered! Then I saw the remaining four beads, falling on Maitreya mercilessly!
"puff!"
After spitting out a mouthful of golden blood, Maitreya was beaten to the point where his muscles and bones were broken, and he lay bleeding on the golden lotus of merit. It was too horrible to see!
"Sister?"
Zhao Gongming turned around and looked at Jin Ling... Although the words were not spoken, he was clearly asking, should he kill him or let it go?
Jin Lingwei nodded fiercely... Any disciple Wen Zhong who dared to trick her would be killed immediately!
After receiving the signal, Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with a stern look, he turned around and offered the Dinghai Pearl again, and lowered it towards Maitreya!
Looking at the light above his head, Maitreya felt despair...
"Uh-huh!"
The Dinghai Pearl fell, and at the same time, a colorful ray of light brushed through the sky... The Dinghai Pearl fell to the ground without any movement, just like a mortal pearl!
Zhao Gongming's face turned pale. Just now, he actually lost contact with Ding Haizhu?
In the open space, a chubby Taoist priest appeared out of thin air. Holding a handle of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he sat down on the twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, and endless Tao patterns appeared around his body. A golden wheel of merit shines behind the head, it is Master Lijie Mingxin: Zhunti!
"My little friend, it's over."
With a single move, Zhunti summoned the Golden Lotus of Merit and Maitreya to his side. Then colorful lights flashed, and Maitreya was healed from all his injuries?
Curing Daluo Jinxian's serious injury with a wave of his hand was indeed a saint's method!
"Meet Uncle Zhunti (Uncle Master)."
Zhao Gongming, Jin Ling, Sanxiao, Wen Zhong and others all saluted.
After the salute, Jin Ling did not hesitate to mention Zhunti, and directly asked: "Uncle Master, I wonder if your disciple came to my east to stop my disciple. Does Uncle Master know?"
There is no sense of respect for the saint in his words!
But Zhunti was not angry at all. On the contrary, when he looked at these Jiejiao disciples, his eyes were filled with admiration!
The East is indeed a land of outstanding people and spiritual beings. These second-generation disciples have only been apprentices for ten thousand years, but their cultivation level is at least Daluo? And as a third-generation disciple, Wen Zhong's cultivation has also been promoted to the peak of Taiyi? !
What about his own disciples? They have spent all their efforts to cultivate Maitreya, but now he is only at the peak of Daluo, and has not yet beheaded the corpse... The gap between the East and the West is so huge!
If only I could make my way to the West...
Zhunti's eyes couldn't help but feel hot when he thought about how many more quasi-sages he had sat down! The smile on his face became more and more kind!
"I really don't know about this, and it is also my disciple's fault. However, Master Wen Zhong's nephew is not injured at all, and my disciple has also been taught a lesson. I wonder if the nephews can let him go this time?"
Seeing Zhunti admit it so easily, Jin Ling couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart... When did the shameless Saint Zhunti become so easy to talk to?
Feeling something was wrong in her heart, she decisively chose to let go.
"What my uncle said is absolutely true. The karma between that junior brother and my disciple is over..."
"No, no, no," Zhunti smiled and waved his hand: "My disciple has broken the rules, how can I not compensate him? However, the western land is barren and we cannot give my nephew anything in kind. Why don't the five nephews come with me to Lingshan? How about telling you the wonderful Western teachings in person?"
As soon as this statement came out, how could Jin Ling and others not know Zhunti's plan? This is to force them to the West and convert them to Western religion!
Jin Ling's face suddenly turned cold: "Master uncle has good intentions, and master nephew has a good heart. It's just that our talents are dull, and it is difficult to just comprehend the supreme method of Jie Jiao. We really don't have the energy to learn another method. The cause and effect of this matter is over. Can!"
"You really don't want to go?"
Zhunti's smile that was full of smiles just now turned cold instantly.
Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming also noticed the change in the atmosphere and quickly stood beside their senior sister! Take out all the magic weapons in your hands!
For a time, various treasures such as the Four Elephants Pagoda, the Hunyuan Golden Dou, the Golden Dragon Scissors, and the Dinghai Pearl were in the hands of everyone, glowing with colorful treasures!
Jin Ling took a deep breath, maximized his magic power, and replied affirmatively again: "Thank you, uncle, for your kindness. But the supreme magic method, my interception method, is enough!"
"How dare you refuse the grace of a saint?"
Zhunti's face turned completely cold now... Since he can't be deceived, he will be kidnapped!
“You have to go today if you want to go, and you have to go if you don’t want to go!”
As the sound fell, I could see the Seven Treasures Tree in Zhunti's hand brushing... The seven-color rainbow light swept across, and the Four Elephants Pagoda, Hunyuan Golden Dou, Dinghai Pearl and other magic weapons in the hands of Jie Jiao's five disciples all lost their precious light, as if Everything falls to the ground!
Jin Ling and others' faces turned pale. They had no idea before they took action. Only when they really took action did they finally understand what it means that all saints are just ants!
Even if they hold the best innate spiritual treasures, they are no match for Zhunti!
"Let's go."
Seeing the few people who had lost their fighting spirit, Zhunti smiled slightly, and the Seven Treasures Tree appeared again, and he wanted to take them away...
But this time, as soon as the colorful light appeared, a silver light appeared out of thin air, instantly cutting off the colorful light!
Zhunti was startled and looked intently... only to see an ordinary blue long sword suspended in the air! The tip of the sword was pointed at his body!
Then, a young and arrogant voice emerged from the long sword!
"Zhunti, I heard that you want to teach on my behalf?"
"Brother Dao, I just..."
"Just answer me, yes or no!"
The arrogant voice in the sky did not offer any excuse for Zhun at all!
"Brother Dao, are you too domineering?"
Zhunti's face also turned cold: "You and I are both saints, do we want to quarrel with each other?"
"So what if it's torn? Don't accept it? I'm waiting for you in Chaos!"
The arrogant voice reaches the sky, and I don’t understand anything! At the scene, several disciples all showed admiration: Master (Master) is mighty!
Zhunti was so shocked by Tongtian's words that his face turned pale... Going to fight in Chaos? What a joke! Among the five saints of heaven, he has the highest cultivation level of Tongtian, okay?
An Immortal-killing Sword Formation cannot be broken without the Four Saints; a Qingping Sword in one hand points directly at the avenue. In terms of individual combat power, even his own senior brother has to retreat!
"snort!"
Zhunti couldn't keep the look on his face any longer, and he didn't dare to fight with Chaos. He could only snort, roll up Maitreya, and disappear through the air.
After Zhunti left, several people saluted.
"Disciple pays homage to the Master (Master)."
Qingping Sword turned the tip of the sword, as if watching a few people... After a long time, Tongtian's voice sounded again.
"Jin Ling, Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, didn't my master order you to stay in the cave and recite Huangting quietly? Why are you here now? Go back to the island immediately and come to Biyou Palace to explain!"
