The Supreme Crazy Young 【Recommended by the Great God】

Opinion?Zhunti’s opinion is serious, but Kong Xuan just made Zhunti start to silently re-watch the man standing quietly in front of him. This man seems to be no longer the one who was slaughtered on the top of Kunlun Mountain. The little peacock is gone. When a thought arises, all things are vain. When a thought dies, the sea changes.This level of cultivation seems to have surpassed the cognition of Zhun Ti, a sage of heaven.

Kong Xuan's emptiness of five-color divine light swept over everything in an instant, and sent away all the people above the sea of ​​blood. Whether it was the Asura clan or the disciples of Buddhism, they were all purified in this divine light. Bits and pieces of the killings turned into nothingness.Red orange yellow green green, beautiful the whole sea of ​​blood.

The purpose of sending these people away is very simple, that is, Kong Xuan does not want more killings on this sea of ​​blood.There is a struggle between him and Zhunti, which has nothing to do with Buddhism, the six realms, or the whole prehistoric world.It's just the two of them. After all, this is the grievance between the two of them.

As for why this karma must end today, and must end above the six realms of blood, that is naturally Chen Yuyang's intention.On the prehistoric land, there was a saying at some point that magical powers are not as good as the number of days, and the number of days is not as good as Dao Zun.This Daoist naturally refers to Qingyang Daoist.

From this statement, it can be seen that Chen Yuyang's influence in the prehistoric land has surpassed the way of heaven and the cycle of fortunetelling.

The smell of salty blood mixed with a rare sense of Bodhi spread unceasingly above the sea of ​​blood, surging like a gossamer at the tip of everyone's noses.With the fragrance of petals and flowers shining golden, Zhunti's eyes suddenly looked at the vastness above the sea of ​​blood, he sighed helplessly, and said, "Fellow Taoist Kong Xuan, it was indeed wrong to be a poor monk on Kunlun Mountain back then. The poor monk has nothing to say about this karma. But can fellow daoists let the poor monk solve the matter of the blood sea and six realms, and then do it again?"

Until this moment, Zhunti still harbors a little fantasy in his heart.After all, the reincarnation of the six realms is a huge gamble for the debate on Buddhism and Taoism. If you win, the Buddhism will prosper without any obstacles.Losing, the Buddhist disciples and Buddhist soldiers that the Buddhist sect has worked hard for thousands of years are just sacrificed in vain on this sea of ​​blood. Such a loss is undoubtedly a bit heavy.

But Kong Xuan didn't give Zhunti any chance at all, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "No!" After a pause, Kong Xuan's contemptuous eyes swept across Zhunti's kind and helpless face again, and scolded with a smile : "Fellow Daoist Zhunti, when the poor Taoist Kunlun transformed into a form, he was not yet satisfied with the cultivation of the Golden Immortal. Can you make the poor Taoist relax a bit or two with the supreme saint?"

Zhunti sighed helplessly again, shaking his drooping huge head slightly, feeling the soreness and regret at the tip of his nose, and said: "In this case, please ask fellow Taoists to make a move, I will follow up with Zhunti." The poor monk really wants to see how Master Qingyang can make you, a quasi-sage, challenge a saint."

After spitting hard, Zhunti said to himself: It's just asking for humiliation.

Speaking of which, there is only one battle.This is a battle between quasi-sages and saints, and it is also a battle that will be engraved in the history of the prehistoric.However, both of them didn't make a move. It's not that it's an opportunity to strike first.Because whoever moves first, his strengths and weaknesses will be immediately exposed to the other party's eyes.

Both of them knew this way very well, so they looked at each other and stood quietly in the void, standing above the sea of ​​blood, neither of them moved first.It's just that the whole body's momentum has skyrocketed. At first, Zhunti didn't pay attention to Kong Xuan, the quasi-sage, but Kong Xuan had just made a move, which made Zhunti's heart a little disbelief and vigilance.

You must know that although Zhunti is the weakest among the saints under the Dao of Heaven, the gap in the realm of the saints after all cannot be made up with a sentence or two.So Zhunti at this moment can be said to be going all out, he has made up his mind, even if he is risking being killed by Master Qingyang, he will strangle the peacock in front of him to death on the sea of ​​blood.

Because Kong Xuan's cultivation has really exceeded Zhun Ti's expectations, especially when the five-color divine light is fully opened, it has almost surpassed the scope of a sage's cognition.If it is said that such a character continues to exist on the prehistoric world, and the prehistoric legend is passed on word of mouth, a quasi-sage has cultivated enough to be able to compete with the saint, and even surpass the myth of the saint.What a blow and irony to the status of the Heavenly Dao Saint.

Therefore, Zhunti absolutely couldn't let Kong Xuan continue to live in the prehistoric land. At that time, everyone would have no reverence for the saint, so that's fine.

Although Zhunti concealed this murderous intention very well, it was still difficult to escape the eyes of Jieyin and Houtu. Even Kong Xuan's face showed a faint sarcasm, and he thought: Zhunti is not only shameless , but also wanton killing, there is simply no cure.How can such a person become a saint of heaven?

Zhunti and Kong Xuan had murderous intentions at the same time, but they still stood upright on the sea of ​​blood like sculptures, but everyone could feel that the aura of these two people was constantly strengthening. The awe-inspiring true energy that burst out, and the mana that circulated all over his body, had already risen to an extreme.

The five-color brilliance and golden brilliance collided continuously on the sea of ​​blood. For a while, turbulence arose on the sea of ​​blood. Even a prehistoric man like Styx was a little unbearable. A pair of magic swords covered his chest , Secretly surprised in his heart: "Could it be that this is the power of a saint, it's too terrifying, too powerful~"

The turbulent current above the sea of ​​blood kept setting off waves of the sea of ​​blood. The huge waves were thousands of feet high. In front of the bloody waves, everyone seemed incomparably small.On Zhunti's originally kind face, his brows furrowed more and more, his eyes gradually showed differences and difficulty, and the creases at the corners of his eyes became more and more deep.

Seeing this, Jieyin shouted in his heart: "Not good!"

There are some differences in the linking and introduction. This little peacock has such an unfathomable cultivation level, and it has forced its own sage junior into such a situation.The aura of the two can be said to be evenly matched, and even Kong Xuan is a little higher than Zhunti, which is incomprehensible.A quasi-sage would actually explode with the cultivation base of a saint.

At this moment, above the sea of ​​blood, Styx also gradually moved his body, Ah Bi Yuantu's two magic swords shone with a desolate light, buzzing, as if they were screaming.

Arriving at Houtu's side, Ming He looked at the two people above the sea of ​​blood with some surprise, glanced at Houtu again with a dignified face, and asked, "Niang Niang, why is this?"

Houtu shook his head, and replied helplessly: "This is the first time I have seen such a situation, I don't know, I don't know!" Then Houtu said again: "These two seem to be competing for momentum, and now the two of them are fighting for momentum. It's evenly matched. It's just to see who will be the first to be unable to hold on and reveal a flaw. Once there is a flaw, it will be fatal!"