"It's time to do it!"

Qingyang was hiding in the void. Seeing Jiang Ziya taking the Tai Chi diagram to get down to Kunlun Mountain, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Cunti?"

But at this moment, Qingyang suddenly sensed the breath of one of the two Western saints, Zhunti Taoist.

"I've seen fellow Taoist Qingyang!"

A colorful auspicious cloud is from far to near, and a Taoist stands on it. The Taoist holds a branch in his hand and is often hung on the top.

The relics arrive in a blink of an eye, steering the auspicious clouds.

"What is the so-called "Sir Zhunti" who is not in the West to receive blessings, when he comes to the East?"

Qingyang smiled and said authentically.

"Kong Xuan is a destined person in the West. When I heard that Kong Xuan had to resist the number of days, I came to subdue him and let him return to the right path as soon as possible so as not to fall into the killing disaster!"

Cunti calculated that Kong Xuan had a fate with Western religion, but this time he came to save Kong Xuan.

"My fellow Taoist is a saint, is it inappropriate to bully the younger generation?"

Qingyang sneered.

"My fellow Qingyang's words are wrong. Shang destroyed Zhou Xing by the number of days, so how could human power be stopped? Kong Xuan followed me to the West to enjoy the Western Paradise, and practiced the wonderful methods of the Three Vehicles to achieve the right result. Isn't it much better than living in the world in this killing disaster?"

Kong Xuan cultivated into the five-colored divine light, and was also a quasi-saint-level cultivation. Cunti naturally felt that he loved talents and was ready to transform Kong Xuan and bring him back to the Western Paradise to train him.

"After all, this is my Eastern business, so it's better not to participate in it!"

Qingyang said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, I advise you to get out of here, so as not to lose face. It will be too late to regret it!"

Golden light shone on Zhunti's body, and a holy statue appeared behind him, with eighteen hands and twenty-four poems, holding a garland, an umbrella cover, a flower pot, a fish intestine, a blessing pestle, a treasure file, a golden bell, a golden bow, a silver halberd, a banner and other objects.

In the eyes of Taoist Zhunti, Qingyang is just a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but he is a saint of the Heavenly Dao. He can mobilize some of the power of the Heavenly Dao to bless him, so he naturally doesn't take Qingyang seriously.

Although the true body of the witch clan's ancestor witch is strong, the golden body technique of his Western sect is not weak. Therefore, he is confident that he can mobilize the power of the heavenly way to bless him, even if he cannot suppress Qingyang, he can at least repel Qingyang.

"A fellow Taoist is going to do it?"

Qingyang couldn't help laughing when he saw this, but it couldn't be blamed on Zhunti. After all, Qingyang had hidden his cultivation and looked like an ordinary Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

After all, Zhunti is a saint of the Heavenly Dao. He can mobilize some of the power of the Heavenly Dao. It is not wrong to be confident that he can defeat him. However, Qingyang is not ready to expose his true cultivation to deal with Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, it's still time to retreat now..."

Zhunti held the treasure tree in his hand, hanging in the void, with golden light shining all over his body.

"I have heard that the Western methods are extraordinary. Since you have this opportunity today, you will naturally have to experience it with your life!"

Qingyang had long heard that Western Buddhism has eight hundred side gates. Eight hundred side gates do not belong to any of the Three Thousand Great Daoes, but they are derived from the Three Thousand Great Daoes. Each type of cultivation can attain enlightenment when it reaches its peak.

"That fellow Taoist will be careful!"

Seeing that Qingyang insisted on blocking the road, Zhunti was no longer polite. He held the treasure tree in his hand and brushed it in the air, and a colorful light shot out. The branch was the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is transformed by the original body of the Taoist Cunti. It is one of the ten great spiritual roots in the innate world. It is refined with the seven treasures such as gold, silver, and glass. It is the Taoist Cunti's magic weapon to attain enlightenment.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is known as the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, also known as the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff, which has the same effect as Kong Xuan’s five-colored divine light, and is even more extraordinary.

"Boom!"

Qingyang emitted a huge golden light, and Pangu's true body shook the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. He heard the sound of gold and iron collisions constantly, but no magic power and law fluctuations were seen to escape.

When you reach the realm of Qingyang and Zhunti, you have reached the extreme control of your own magic power and laws. Even during a war, you will not lose a trace of magic power.

"The Golden Body of Western Buddhism is well-known!"

Qingyang couldn't help but exclaim that the extraordinary end of Cundi's Bodhi golden body was probably slightly weaker than the true body of the ancestor witch in the same state.

"Compared with the true body of the ancestor witch of fellow Taoists, my Bodhi golden body is not worth mentioning!"

Zhunti was not slow when he spoke. He raised his hand and waved the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. He saw the divine light on it hovering, holding Qingyang's fist. The fist sticks intersected and vibrated the void. The heaven and earth seemed to be about to crack, and the trees, mountains and stone tools below turned into powder.

In addition, Cundi's Bodhi golden body also had a fierce attack, holding a blessing pestle, silver halberd, pointed spear, broad sword, bowl and other treasures in his hand and collided towards Qingyang.

However, Qingyang's Pangu's true body burst into divine light, and the Bodhi golden body's attack was so fierce that it could not be close to him at all, and could not hurt Qingyang at all.

Although Qingyang concealed his cultivation and maintained his realm as much as Cunti, Pangu's true body defense is unparalleled, and it is difficult to be damaged if it is not a chaotic treasure. How can a mere blessing of the treasure pestle, silver halberd, and sharp spear bell be hurt?

"boom!"

Qingyang punched the Qibao Miao Tree, and his fist continued to cast off, and he bombarded Zhunti's face.

"Buzz!"

When Zhunti saw this, he felt a golden light in his body. A golden twelve-grade lotus platform appeared at Zhunti's feet. It was the twelve-grade golden lotus.

The golden lotus is golden in color, like a carved gold and jade. It is crystal clear and shiny, with a warm and brilliant luster. It is surrounded by misty air, which protects Zhunti tightly in the middle.

"Twelve-grade merit golden lotus!"

There are four lotus platforms in the prehistoric world, namely the twelve-grade golden lotus, the twelve-grade fire red lotus, the twelve-grade black lotus, and the twelve-grade blue lotus of creation. It is said that they are transformed from four lotus seeds from the thirty-six-grade blue lotus of creation.

Among them, the twelve grades of merit Golden Lotus are owned by Western religions and are also the most important treasure of Western religions. They not only have extremely powerful defenses, but also have the effect of suppressing luck.

However, in myths and legends, the twelve-grade merit golden lotus finally turned into the ninth-grade golden lotus, but during the Battle of the Gods, the mosquito Taoist sucked the third-grade gold lotus, resulting in the decline of the twelve-grade merit golden lotus.

"Boom!"

Qingyang's fist hit the twelve-grade golden lotus, and the twelve-grade golden lotus shook violently, and golden lotus drooped down, trying to block Qingyang's fist.

But after just a moment of resistance, the golden lotus flowers were shaken away by Qingyang's punch, and Qingyang's fist also fell directly on Zhunti's body.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, good means!"

After being hit by Qingyang with a punch, Zhunti failed to stand firm and almost fell down.

Junti felt his face dismayed, his face turned red with anger. When he was angry, Junti activated the Seven Treasures Miao Tree again and brushed towards Qingyang.
Chapter completed!