Yuanshi took the red sperm out of Yuxu Palace and shook his body, and then appeared outside Kunlun Mountain.

Looking at the doorstep of his home that was almost ruined, Yuanshi felt a little nervous.

During the last time, the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the Three Pure Ones, I protected Kunlun Mountain with the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower of Heaven and Earth. Even though they fought fiercely, the millions of miles around Kunlun Mountain were not destroyed.

But in Kunlun Mountain, their Sanqing Taoist temple was nothing at all.

But now, all the troubles of the great witches such as Xing Tian, ​​Jiufeng, and Kuafu are in vain.

The surrounding spiritual roots of heaven and earth, all kinds of rare birds and beasts, the dead and wounded wounds, are all gravel residues.

As for the Taoist Huanglong, Manjushri and Samantabhadra were beaten and almost looked like they were venting more and inhaling less.

If Yuanshi came one step later, all his three disciples would have explained it here.

At the same time, Yuanshi glanced at the red sperm following behind him coldly, which scared the latter so much that he subconsciously shrank his head.

A saint's majesty suddenly broke out.

This caused Xing Tian, ​​Jiufeng, Kuafu and other witch clans to be directly pressed to the ground without any warning.

Some weak people even opened their mouths and squirted out a blood arrow.

Xing Tian, ​​Jiufeng, and Kuafu are all the best, but those ordinary witch clans cannot withstand the brilliance of the saint's pressure.

"Master?"

Seeing Yuanshi appear, Huanglong Zhenren, Manjushri and Samantabhadra were also happy, and hurriedly flew back to Yuanshi, and quickly took out the pills for themselves to take.

The great witches of the Witch Clan are too powerful to hurt them. Not to mention that they are injured, even the real body of the Great witches cannot be broken. Instead, they are punched and vomited blood.

It's completely crushed.

"Your Excellency, what does this mean?"

The great witch Xing Tian stood up from the ground step by step with the pressure of the saint and glared at Yuanshi Tianzun.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had not been warned, Xing Tian would have wanted to curse people directly.

If the young one can't beat him, the old one will take action. Can you be more handsome?

But now the Three Pure Ones are saints and cannot curse them casually. Xing Tian held back his temper and did not curse himself.

Otherwise, with the nature of the witch clan, how could you be so mean to you and speak well?

"Don't have direct conflicts with the saints, don't catch them, but if the saint is too much, there is no need to care. My witch clan is a descendant of the great god Pangu, and there is no need to be afraid of anyone!"

The meaning of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is very simple. At worst, it’s impossible to fight to the death. My witch clan is not easy, and you saints don’t think it’s easy.

At worst, we can end up together.

"snort!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, looked at Xing Tian and put away the saint's pressure, and said lightly: "This Kunlun Mountain is the temple of my Three Pure Saints. But because your witch clan fights outside my Kunlun Mountain, it makes this immortal holy land messy. You and others don't know the number of days and don't respect the education, so you should leave quickly. Otherwise, the saint would be angry and practice the monster, and they would not be easy for you to practice, and they would kill you."

Not a number of days?

Disrespect education?

You, a disciple of the Yuanshi Saint, sneaked into my Buzhou Mountain, robbed my witch treasures, and injured my witch clan members.

Now that it’s your mouth, it’s all my fault for the witch clan.

Give you a face?

Xing Tian laughed: "The saint can ask me to leave, but hand over that Guangchengzi. He stole the treasures of my witch clan and injured my witch clan. If we hadn't discovered it as soon as possible, I wouldn't know how many gang members would die at their hands."

"When I go, I'll ask the saint to hand over it. Guangchengzi, the guy, asks us to hand it over to the Pangu Temple later to the twelve ancestor witches."

The cause of this incident was your disciple's fault, and my witch tribe retreated. Wouldn't it be that I admitted to the entire prehistoric world that my witch tribe took the initiative to cause trouble?

Then we retreated. How do people in the entire prehistoric world view our witch clan in the future?

It is obviously reasonable, but it becomes unreasonable, and the genius is willing to compromise.

If you, Yuanshi Tianzun, don’t have any face, you will kill us at worst.

Otherwise, I will never finish this matter!

"Hmph, stubborn!!"

The three flowers on the top of Yuanshi Tian’s head were trembling, and he wanted to slap Xing Tian to death.

If he hadn't been worried that after he had been shot, he would have been completely involved in the disaster. Yuanshi Tianzun really wanted to teach these witch clans a lesson.

Fortunately, he still held it back.

The witch clan refused to retreat, and he, Yuanshi Tianzun, was not the one who easily admitted his conscience.

Daochen is not afraid, let alone Xing Tian?

"Since you, the witch clan, don't want to retreat, I want to see when you can be stubborn!"

Yuanshi Tianzun stretched out his hand and waved it, and a dazzling fairy light flew out of his hand, turning into a barrier to cover all the witch clans outside Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s idea is very simple.

Aren’t you a stubborn person from the Witch Clan?

Do I want face to be a pride of Yuanshi Tianzun? I won’t just take action to kill you.

Trapped you in the barrier.

You guys even if you are hungry!!

Unlike those who practice the soul, these witch clans mainly practice physical bodies and consume a lot of food every day to supplement the consumption of physical bodies.

Now these people are trapped in the barrier by him. Without food to supplement, they naturally cannot hold on after a long time. If they can't hold on, they will naturally beg for mercy with him Yuanshi Tianzun.

At that time, this episode will naturally end.

Yuanshi Tianzun, I believe that such a witch clan will make wise decisions.

"It's extremely safe to deal with this."

In Taiqing Realm, I raised my eyebrows, opened a ray of light at the corner of my eyes and looked out of Kunlun Mountain. I watched Yuanshi not recklessly carrying the Pangu Banner to kill these witch people.

I also gave a breath in my heart.

If they are not killed directly, it means that they are not infected with much karma, and thus their three purities will not be completely pulled into the lich level.

After a hundred years, these witch people will naturally retreat if they can't stand it.

Those great witches may be able to last for a hundred years with their own strength, without the need for meat to make up for the consumption of their bodies.

However, those ordinary witch tribes cannot bear to have no replenishment of blood food for a hundred years.

Perhaps it doesn't take a hundred years to go away.

In this way, I simply stopped going to the light pillar and continued to go to seclusion to practice, and stabilize the saint's fruit.

Anyway, with Yuanshi Tianzun staring at him, he didn't need to care too much.

In the Shangqing Realm, Tongtian also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

As long as the fight doesn't start, everything is easy to say!

There is still room for maneuver.

The Three Pure Ones are struggling with the lich tribulation, and the Western Jie Yin and Cundi are also struggling with it.

After all, they are now carrying a debt for a lifetime!
Chapter completed!