The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

His eyes fell on the arm of Taoist Ran Deng. Yuan Shi Tianzun sighed helplessly. With a slight movement of his fingers, a ray of light enveloped Taoist Ran Deng's arm.

I saw that the broken arm began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. This scene fell in the eyes of other people, and their hearts were shocked instantly.

Turning the living into bones, this method can only be used by saints, right?

His heart was extremely shocked, but no one knew that only Ran Deng Taoist was in the quasi-sage realm. If he were replaced by someone with a lower realm, he might not be able to be so fast.

After the new arm grew out, Taoist Ran Deng also clasped his hands together and saluted Yuanshi Tianzun. It's just that no one noticed that the movements of Ran Deng Taoist's hands were exactly the same as those of the Second Saint of the West.

After glancing at the four of them, Yuanshi Tianzun turned his attention to Huang Long.

Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun was eyeing Huang Long, Fu Hai, who had already walked to Huang Long's side, now exerted his quasi-sage power, staring at Yuanshi Tianzun with fighting intent in his eyes, without any fear in his eyes.

In just a split second, the mighty power of several Hunyuan Golden Immortals spurted out from Sanshan Pass without any fear of the Saint's pressure. In the blink of an eye, they arrived nearby, and they were the people of Zhenhai Dragon Palace in Sanshan Pass. .

Although both in terms of numbers and momentum, they are still a little different from the Chanjiao at this time, but if they dare to face the power of the saint, even the Hunyuan Golden Immortal can rise to such a fighting spirit, I am afraid that only the Zhenhai Dragon Palace family can do so. Especially Fu Hai and others still had faint smiles on their faces.

If this scene were seen on ordinary days, I'd probably think they were all crazy. But at this time, Taoist Duobao knew that in this situation, Zhenhai Dragon Palace really wanted to fight.

After hesitating for a moment, I saw the quasi-sage power rising from Taoist Duobao's body, and he stepped towards Huanglong.

Watching this scene, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, while the Golden Spirit Mother's eyes flashed with a smile and she also walked towards Huanglong.

The power of the four quasi-sages was not much greater than the power of Chanjiao in the sky.

After the Holy Mother Wudang and the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit next to her looked at each other, they randomly began to display their power and joined the formation of Huang Long and others.

Slowly, a lot of the power of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal began to appear, and then a large amount of the power of the Daluo Golden Immortal began to be displayed, and merged into the power of Huang Long and others. Streams of light kept shooting out from Sanshan Pass and falling behind Huang Long.

Zhao Gongming, Sister Sanxiao, Our Lady of Golden Light and other monks from Jin'ao Island.

Seeing more and more auras emerge, Yuanshi Tianzun finally had a flicker in his eyes.

He was a little surprised that the group of people in front of him were able to achieve this without the support of a saint.

The Second Saint of the West on the side looked at more and more masters gathering below, and his eyes flashed with light.

If nothing else goes wrong, most of the people in front of them have already been on the list of gods, but they are all still alive at the moment. Anyone can see that the way of heaven has changed greatly.

The silent Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly moved his fingers slightly, and saw the Zhuxian and Killing Immortal swords that were staying in mid-air flying back towards Huanglong.

Upon seeing this, Huang Long held up one hand to the sky and stopped his sword movement in an instant. With a move of his wrist, he saw the four swords scattered in the hands of Taoist Duobao and other three quasi-sages.

The four of them had just taken the immortal sword in their hands when they saw a cloud of rays of light pouring down from Yuanshi Tianzun's body without saying a word, pressing towards the four people in front of him like a huge wave.

Taoist Duobao's face turned pale, and the astrolabe behind the Golden Spirit Mother began to circulate rapidly. In just a moment, the power of the four people suddenly surged.

"open!"

The four of them roared together, and the four fairy swords in their hands pierced into the sky. Countless sword lights gathered in an instant, blocking the pouring rays of light.

The two forces collided instantly. The sky seemed to be filled with light and beauty, but it actually contained murderous intent.

It may look beautiful in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of the monks, it is full of murderous intent. Anyone who enters it will be torn apart in an instant by Daluo Jinxian.

It's just that the quasi-sage is still inferior to the saint after all, not to mention the existence of saints like Yuanshi Tianzun. Although it seemed to block the glow, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the sword light could no longer withstand it for too long.

The collapse happened in an instant. If no one came to rescue them, the four of them would bear the brunt and would be seriously injured.

At this critical moment, a cold light shot out from the distance, shattering the glow of the sky in an instant, and a ray of holy power swept away in an instant.

"Tongtian?"

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head and looked over, and saw a vast ray of light coming towards this side.

In that light, there is not only the power of the saint, but also the power of many other realms, overwhelmingly pressing down.

There were seven people on both sides of Yuanshi Tianzun. They were the Seven Immortals who were serving the Jie Jiao, as well as Lu Yue and many other monks from Kowloon Island. As for the others, there were countless others. Looking around, there were hundreds of them. Not a person with low cultivation level.

Looking at this huge momentum, Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, and he always felt something was wrong in his heart. It seemed that the power of this Jie Sect was much greater than his own Chan Sect.

Looking at this scene, the Second Sage of the West also raised his brows. Although the Jiejiao in front of them was not here, the lowest cultivation among them was also a heavenly immortal. They did not expect that the foundation of this Jiejiao was so profound.

It seems that this religion has really carried forward the concept of teaching without distinction.

"Yuanshi Tianzun! You will never succeed in killing all the disciples of Pindao!"

A cold voice came, and then he saw the Tongtian Cult Leader staring at him with cold eyes. Yuanshi Tianzun raised his brows, but the expression on his face showed no fluctuation.

"Tongtian, look at these monsters and monsters around you. You can't tell whether they are humans or monsters. You are a saint from the three religions, not a saint from the monster clan."

Seeing the sarcasm on Yuanshi Tianzun's face, Master Tongtian looked slightly cold, while the expressions of the Seven Immortals who were accompanying him changed slightly at this time, feeling a little dissatisfied, but they did not speak.

"A poor Taoist only looks at his qualifications and his temperament. All the disciples in the teaching are the best choice, and respecting the teacher is not an issue. Wherever you are, all your disciples are wolf-hearted and dog-eat-dog!"

Master Tongtian was naturally unwilling to be outdone. The matter of accepting a demon clan as his disciple had been brought out and attacked by Yuanshi Tianzun and others for more than a day or two. Did it delay his acceptance of disciples?