As spectators, I naturally hope that the actors can perform more heavy-tasting scenes. After all, this prehistoric land has been silent for too long. However, not everyone is so vulgar. Of course, the taste of spectators is high and low. Today, on Qingyang Island, there are saints gathering, whether it is Sanqing, Nuwa, or Hongyun Zhenyuanzi, there will be a feeling of displeasure and even gloating from the heart.

Just as the battle above the sea of ​​blood was about to storm, the loveless Laozi still looked calm and tasted the rare green tea in Qingyang Island. In recent years, Yuanshi Tianzun's character has also improved a lot. He chewed the fragrance of Zhong Huangli in his palm, and with a sip, the sweet juice splashed out instantly, and the strong fragrance overflowed, and a hint of hostility appeared on his Yuanshi's face.

As for Nuwa, the saint who is ignoring the world on this vast land must be the saint of the human race. His starry eyes narrowed, and his beautiful face still had a dignified dignity that made people feel dazed. However, while being dignified, he occasionally exuded the charm and sweet smile of the demon race, which was a bit demon ruled.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun smiled at each other as if nothing had happened, and then immersed in silence again. Only their minds had already floated to the sea of ​​blood, looking curiously at everything that happened here. Looking at the tension of the Styx, looking at the resentment in Zhunti and Jieyin, feeling the clarity of the Queen Houtu. A trace of surprise flashed between her eyebrows.

I don't know how long it took, Tongtian frowned a little annoyed, subconsciously held a pair of big hands on the four swords of Zhuxian on his waist, and the murderous aura of his mind spewed out again. Although he still doesn't know what happened at the thirty-third level of the filling, he can see through the battle above the sea of ​​blood.

Kong Xuan is not only Chen Yuyang's closed disciple, but also Tongtian's disciple. Tongtian's care and love for Kong Xuan will not be less than Chen Yuyang. Therefore, when his most proud disciple really fought with Zhunti, Tongtian still couldn't help but feel nervous, for fear of a mistake.

If Kong Xuan really had something happen to him in the sea of ​​blood, Tongtian would definitely appear on the sea of ​​blood immediately, Zhuxian’s four swords, Zhuxian’s killing god. Although Tongtian is not the highest cultivation among the saints, he is the most powerful combat power. Zhuxian’s four swords can be said to be the number one killing weapon in the prehistoric world. No saint dares to easily stir up Tongtian’s anger.

The myth that must be broken by the Four Saints was proven by others in the Battle of the Gods that year, and there is no need to say anything more.

At this moment, both of Kong Xuan, who was wearing blue and white clothes, or Guanti, who was rushing in the wind, had reached a critical point. If the two of them did not take action, they would miss their best condition. So almost at the same time, two rays of light, blue and white, passed by the sea of ​​blood, at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

On the sea of ​​blood, only Houtu and Jie Yin could see clearly. The confrontation between the two. The master's fight was enough, but it was just a moment of beauty, but it was a glance of ten thousand years. With a short tide, the two had fought no less than ten thousand times. Fist, palm, finger, and countless methods suddenly caused a wave of turbulence on the sea of ​​blood.

The endless sea of ​​blood began to flow constantly under the powerful air flow. The rumbling sound resounded throughout the sea of ​​blood, and the look of surprise on the face of Styx. The sound of tumbled blood bubbles that could be heard everywhere on the sea of ​​blood began to boil.

A slight sense of a hot turbulence was already faintly at the foot of the Styx. He subconsciously looked at his toes. The Styx almost jumped up in anger. However, after years of cultivation, the Styx still stabilized the momentum that was about to explode. He could only look at the situation below coldly, and his mind was constantly turbulent like a virgin.

In an instant, the two figures had exchanged positions. They stood on the sea of ​​blood again, and they could not see what kind of miracles they had in the fight between them. Everything seemed to be so silent and quiet, just like this sea of ​​blood that naturally entered a state of sleep.

However, Kong Xuan still looked so carefree. When it was a fight between Zhunti, he exhausted his mind and was exhausted. In the stinky sea breeze of the sea, Zhunti kept breathing heavily, and his face was already showing a tired expression. Sweat from the corners of his eyes also flowed down.

At this moment, Zhunti was shocked and had not come back to his senses. You should know that no one in this world can force him to such a embarrassing level with the cultivation and magic power of the Quasi Saint. This further strengthened Zhunti's mind to kill Kong Xuan. He stared quietly at the white figure not far away, Zhunti's heart was as turbulent as the sea.

The chest that was constantly rising and falling, the corners of the mouth that had grown, had already explained the problem. While watching the battle, the Shinin couldn't help but feel a little worried. He glanced at his junior brother indifferently, then looked at Kong Xuan and said, "Fellow Taoist Kong Xuan, as the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than made up. According to my opinion, let's forget what happened back then!"

Kong Xuan looked at Jie Yin indifferently, and the Nine Palace Cloud Boots under his feet were still stomping on the sea of ​​blood. His bright eyes, like the bright moon, flashed with disdain, and a cold snorted, but he didn't say anything. Jie Yin, who was not far away, shouted angrily at this moment: "That, look for a fight!"

Houtu and Styx began to react, but soon the two of them showed a hint of disdain on their faces. They looked at Jie Yin and cursed themselves: "Shameless!"

Jie Yin naturally understood that this cause and effect could not be bewitched by a sentence or a few words, or by his three-inch golden lotus. But he still said humbly, and his intentions were completely seen by Houtu and Styx. He just wanted to distract Kong Xuan's attention, buy more time for his junior brother, and a flaw in Kong Xuan's mind.

Even the saints watching the battle on Qingyang Island at this moment couldn't help but look angry on their faces. You know, Kong Xuan is a disciple of Qingyang Island and a disciple of Jinao Island. It can be said that he will be a pillar-like figure of Xuanmen Taoism in the future. In the love house and under the wuwu, the saints are originally partial to Kong Xuan.

This battle between the saints and the quasi-saints was unfair from the beginning. Now, the guidance and this hand make people even more angry. In the Qingyang Temple, Tongtian grabbed his Sword of Zhuxian and wanted to go to the sea of ​​blood to cheer for his disciples. However, he was stopped by Yuanshi Tianzun beside him.

"Second brother, what does this mean?" Tongtian said in a little anger.
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