I Am Erlang God Yang Jian

Boom! !

In an instant, a powerful light burst out from the eyes, tearing the sky into the void. As for Zhunti Buddha's forbidden place, at this moment, it was easily torn like a piece of white paper.

"what!"

"..."

The screams sounded, and at the moment when the forbidden area was broken, Zhunti Buddha was devoured and trembled all over.

"This deity save me!!" Zhunti Buddha roared at the place where Daleiyin Temple is located...  

Death is coming!

Under the suppression of Yang Jian's divine eye, he was unable to exert all his strength, so he naturally let him lock him.

"Even if Saint Zhunti arrives today, he won't be able to organize it."

Yang Jian roared angrily, his whole body was dyed red with blood. Every time he opened the eyes of heaven and earth, the cost was huge.

Especially this time Yang Jian needs to shoot a sage clone, which is the strongest move since the beginning of time.

saint!

Those are the supreme figures, who in Honghuang ever wanted to kill them.

If Yang Jian succeeded in killing Zhunti's avatar today, then he would be able to tell the living beings in the wild that the saint is not incapable of killing.

Saints are not noble beings either.

"Yang Jian, stop."

"boom!"

An angry shout came from the Daleiyin Temple, and the swaying Shengwei enveloped Lingshan in an instant.

A saint is born! !

Just a hint of breath is to make all living beings surrender, this is the real saint shot, not the saint clone just now.

"roll!!"

"Qingping Sword!!"

Yang Jian felt the oppressed Shengwei, and looked at the Zhunti Buddha himself who walked out of Leiyin Temple in Da 3.2.

He didn't dare to hide, and directly sacrificed the Qingping Sword, the divine sword he borrowed from the Tongtian Cult Master, for this very moment.

boom!

As soon as the Qingping sword came out, the supreme holy majesty of the sage Tongtian also appeared on Lingshan and collided with the sage Zhunti.

"Die!!" Yang Jian's divine eyes burst out again, and the powerful rays of light shot through the sky, sun and moon, and finally fell on Zhunti Buddha.

"what!"

"what……"

The violent screams sounded, and the entire figure of Zhunti Buddha suddenly swelled, shining like a sun in the entire starry sky.

At the same time, blood rained down the entire Lingshan Mountain, and sadness emerged in the hearts of countless Buddhist disciples.

The sky will rain blood, and the saint will fall. .

Chapter 114

The sky will rain blood, and the saint will fall.

At this moment, the world is all sad, even if this is not the fall of a real saint, but it is also a clone of a saint.

"died!"

"This Yang Jian is too strong."

"He actually dried up the three corpses of Saint Zhunti to death."

"..."

With the moment of Zhunti Buddha's fall, the countless powers hidden in the dark were stunned.

They never thought that Yang Jian would really kill one of the three corpses of the saint.

This is the first time that three corpses of saints have fallen since the beginning of the flood.

"what!"

"Little Yang Jian, I want your life!"

Saint Zhunti was also roaring at the moment when his clone fell, and he had no saintly demeanor at all.

The fall of the clone was also a big blow to him.

"Buddha in the palm of your hand." Saint Zhunti looked at the Qingping sword blocking his way, and took a picture without hesitation.

boom!

With one palm shot, the Buddha Kingdom appeared empty.

Bang!

With one palm down, the Qingping Sword was directly bounced off.

Although the Qingping Sword is the magic weapon of the Tongtian sect master, it cannot exert much strength without the saint in hand.

Yang Jian turned around and looked at the Qingping Sword that was shot flying by Saint Zhunti. He also counted this.

After all, the saint is the most powerful fighting force in the prehistoric world. If you want to block a mere treasure, it will be a fool's dream.

East Emperor Bell!

Yang Jian roared, welcoming the monstrous anger of Saint Zhunti.

boom!

Another violent explosion sounded.

Even with the bodyguard of the Eastern Emperor Bell, Yang Jian was directly photographed by the palm of the sage Zhunti.

"Damn, this saint is really powerful 々¨."

Yang Jian, who was photographed into the ground, endured the injury and stood up, trembling all over.

The difference is too big!

Is this the true strength of the saint?

Originally, Yang Jian thought that he should not be too far from the saint, but after experiencing the true fighting power of the saint at this moment, he understood that the saint is really scary.

He almost died with one palm. Fortunately, he didn't die because he had the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Indestructible Golden Body.

Above the void, Saint Zhunti was shocked when he saw Yang Jian who didn't die after catching his palm.

You must know which palm of his hand can contain his supreme holy power just now, don't be holy, even if it is a half-step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, you will have hatred on the spot.

However, Yang Jian was only in the early stage of being a sage, and he was able to resist him without dying.

Demon!

If this son is not removed today, he will surely be a hindrance to Buddhism in the future.

"Give me a death." Saint Zhunti didn't care about anything, he must be removed from Yang Jian today.

"You are courting death, even the disciples of this sect master!"

"boom!"

However, just when Saint Zhunti was about to take another shot, a thick roar resounded through the void.

With a roar, the sky shook.

An extremely powerful sword intent emerged from the prehistoric world, a young man appeared in the void, and he was standing in the sky with four immortal swords.

The person who came was Yang Jian's master, Tongtian Cult Master.

Tongtian sect master is notorious for guarding his shortcomings, especially Yang Jian, but he intercepted the future hope of teaching, and naturally it is impossible for Zhunti to kill him.

"What do you want to do, Tongtian? You know that Yang Jian cut me off."

Saint Zhunti also became vigilant when he saw the suddenly empty leader of Tongtian.

In terms of strength alone, he is no match for Tongtian Sect Master.

What's more, the Tongtian sect master also has the Sword of Immortal Execution in his hand, which cannot be broken by the Four Sages.

"Hmph, do you want the sect master to explain the bald donkey?"

"Kill your clone, don't you have a point in your heart?

Today, I am here to seek justice for my disciples. "

The Tongtian sect leader is extremely powerful, and he will not give any refutation to the sage Zhunti at all.

"."Master, you have appeared. If you don't appear, your disciple and grandson will be killed by this bald donkey."

When Yang Jian saw the appearance of Tongtian Cult Master, he naturally hurried to cry.

"You, you..." Saint Zhunti looked at Tongtian Cult Master and Yang Jian as they sang in harmony, as if he really made a mistake in Zhunti first.

"Zun mention the bald donkey, you quickly hand over Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao, otherwise I will set up the Immortal Execution Sword Formation today and see who can break your Lingshan."

Tongtian sect master said that he was going to start setting up the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, and he simply did not give any face to the sage.

Tongtian sect master understands that if he is not tough, he may not be able to explain it today (Wang Wanghao), after all, Yang Jian beheaded the family clone, which was too much harm to Zhuangti.

"Amitabha, Taoist Tongtian, have you done it?"

Just when Saint Zhunti was angry, a figure appeared beside him.

Pick up the saint!

The true palm holder in the West is also a truly powerful generation among the six great saints.

This person can be regarded as a person with great perseverance, who can create a supreme Buddhist actor.

"What? Do you want to go together? Come on, Pindao also wants to try the strength of the two saints."