Wen Zhong stepped forward and looked at the somewhat embarrassed Quasi Ti Saint, without the slightest fear in his eyes,

“Isn’t the Western religion on the seashore, so wide? Again, this road is not Western. ”

Wen Zhong seemed to be a newborn calf, he didn’t know what fear was, and his tone was flat when he faced the saint.

He had been studying art with Yuan Shi Tianzun, and for saints, he only respected his master.

Relying on Yuan Shi Tianzun behind him, and Zhun Ti was still a defeated subordinate of Yuan Shi Tianzun, so Zhun Ti was not afraid in Wen Zhong’s heart.

At this time, seeing Jun Ti turn back and ask, he immediately stood up.

When Guang Chengzi heard Wen Zhong’s words, he was silent.

This disciple is really not afraid of heaven and earth.

Could it be that he has not been beaten by the flood world?

It seems that it is time for this disciple to go to the Flood Wilderness to take advantage of his sharp energy.

Young people can’t be so arrogant!

“I just want to stand in a different place, not specifically to stay away from Wen Zhong.”

Guang Chengzi looked at Wen Zhong’s back, moved to the side again, and meditated in his heart.

I just simply want to go back, not because I am afraid of the saint.

Ye Xuandu, who was standing in the front, couldn’t help but look back at Wen Zhong a few more times,

“This master and nephew have something!”

Ye Xuan muttered secretly in his heart, and tightened the Pangu Banner in his hand even more.

Although the words were spoken by Wen Zhong, if Zhun Ti dared to make a move, presumably Pangu Banner would not sit idly by.

Before Wen Zhong’s words, it caused a sage war.

Now a word, may cause a sage to wave his palm.

Facing Jun Ti’s gaze, Ye Xuan stepped forward and put the Pangu Banner in his hand on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Guangchengzi also carried a Pangu flag.

Yuding and other golden immortals also came out of the belly of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, carrying the fake Pangu banner one by one.

Just his eyes couldn’t help but glance at Wen Zhong,

“This master and nephew’s mouth is poisonous!”

“Didn’t Senior Nephew Wen Zhong get the true biography of Senior Brother Guangchengzi?”

“Who did you learn this speaking skill from?” Could it be…”

“But I haven’t heard that Master Venerable is a poisonous tongue…”

“Tai Yi, what do you mean by that? Master is probably still watching us. ”

Although Yuding and Chi Shu and the others stood up with the fake Pangu Banner, their divine consciousness was frantically communicating.

This exposition of the eleven golden immortals’ consciousness collided, like a big explosion of consciousness.

Taiyi Tianzun shrunk his neck and quietly looked up, a little frightened.

Did you say something wrong just now?

I always feel that the back of my neck is a little cold just now.

And Yuan Shi Tianzun, who had just come out of chaos, looked at Tai Yi with faint eyes at this time,

“I’ve been talking a bit too much lately!”

The reactions and exchanges of these disciples just now were all seen by him.

Therefore, there was something wrong with his gaze when he looked at Tai Yi, could it be that he was not strong enough to rectify?

Before, Guangchengzi worried himself the most, but now he feels that these disciples of himself do not let himself worry.

Except, of course, Ye Xuan!

Now even the three generations of disciples, their own apprentice Sun Wenzhong dared to provoke the saint.

Yuan Shi Tianzun felt that his ethos of exposition was becoming more and more problematic.

It seems that after this catastrophe, the entire interpretation also needs to be put in order.

Yuan Shi Tianzun’s Yuan Shen condensed brocade noted down what Tai Yi had just said.

Although his gaze was on Tai Yi at this time, he also paid attention to Jun Ti’s movements.

I saw that when Jun Ti heard Wen Zhong’s words, his hair was about to be blown up.

What is this teaching of the Golden Immortal?

Again and again, engage in your own mentality?

Don’t you think that you really dare not make a move against their disciples?

Anger flashed in Jun Ti’s eyes, but it dissipated after a moment,

Well, he really didn’t dare to make a move against these disciples now, after all, he knew that Yuan Shi Tianzun must still be paying attention here.

“Hmph!!”

Jun Ti waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, left a word, turned around and left.

He felt the attention of Yuan Shi Tianzun at this time, and did not dare to take matters into his own hands.

There is no way, he just lost under Yuan Shi Tianzun, and now he can only return to Lingshan early.

This time out, his own loss is not small.

Not only was the good corpse sent away by Nuwa, but now his face has also fallen.

Moreover, Western disciples were also killed and injured.

I didn’t know that Senior Brother’s disciple Maitreya did this!

Zhun Tian raised his speed and flew towards the direction of Spirit Mountain.

The people on the back of the golden-winged eagle breathed a sigh of relief when they looked at Jun Ti’s appearance of daring to be angry and did not dare to speak.

The Pangu banner carried by Guangchengzi and Yuding and the others was also neatly put away.

Ye Xuan looked at the skillful movements of Yuding and the others, and couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Have you senior brothers rehearsed the collection flag?”

Such neat, unified movements, if they have not been rehearsed, he is a little unconvinced.

At the time of Ye Xuan’s hair, Jun Ti couldn’t even see his back.

“Uncle Junior, catch up!”

Wen Zhong walked behind Ye Xuan, his eyes showed a hint of excitement, and whispered to Ye Xuan.

Although his voice was very small, the strength of those present was above the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and he heard it clearly.

Why is this master and nephew so excited?

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