My younger brother is Yang Jian!
7 Greeting Daoist, Pangu Three Pure Ones

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The power of a saint was boundless and could create a small world in the chaos. The NvWa Palace of the NvWa Sage, which disliked conflict, was located in this void of chaos.

Chaotic air currents surged, and endless Dao runes densely covered the chaos. The majestic power caused the ethereal chaotic air to tremble and retreat rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic airflow within a hundred miles turned into nothingness.

The terrain where the two were fighting kept increasing, and soon, they were fighting from the first level to the twentieth level.

The chaotic airflow here was even more extraordinary. Even a Sage's body would feel like it was stuck in a swamp. If a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was not careful, he would be instantly pressed into a meat paste. It was obvious how dangerous this place was.

The two of them stopped here and looked at each other from afar.

"I haven't seen you for nearly a thousand years, but your Dao techniques have become even more profound.”

There was also a gap between Saints.

Although Zhunti was not ordinary, he had stayed in the barren western world all year round. Tongtian was one of the Three Pure Ones and had supreme treasures. He was usually not prominent, but the gap between them was obvious in battle.

"Please be careful, Senior Brother."

A seven-colored light shone in Zhunti's hand, and the chaotic aura around him paused for a moment. He waved his hand and a seven-colored light rushed toward School School Master Tongtian, dispersing the chaotic aura along the way.

Tongtian smiled faintly and flipped his hand. A green sword appeared in his hand and he slashed at the seven-colored light.

This sword was not an ordinary item. It was formed by the Connate cardinal treasure, the Green Lotus of Creation. It was a top-notch Connate spiritual treasure.

The Hundun Sword Qi shot out and cut off the seven-colored light in an instant. It continued to move toward Zhunti.

Zhunti's expression changed. He stomped his foot, and the Sixth-grade Golden Lotus under his feet raised a white light to block in front of him.

"Tsk!"

Although the Sixth-grade Golden Lotus under his feet was only a Low-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, in Zhunti's hand, it was as powerful as a Mid-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure and even resisted Tongtian's attack.

"Hehe, Zhunti, your spiritual treasure is not bad!”

Tongtian chuckled, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Humph!"

Zhunti's face darkened and he snorted coldly. He looked at the golden lotus, which had a scratch on it, and felt his heart ache.

"Hahaha!"

Tongtian saw Zhunti's expression and laughed sarcastically. He didn't care about this kind of Lower Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure at all. Even if it was a gift to his disciple, he would think it was too bad. But Zhunti treated it as a treasure.

From this, one could see how poor the conditions in the West were.

"Hey! Sect Master Tongtian has gone too far!"

At this moment, a golden light appeared in the primal chaos void. It stood on a twelfth-grade golden lotus and chanted Buddhist chants. Its face was in pain as it opened its mouth and sighed heavily.

The person who had come was the Sage of Greeting, one of the Two Sages of the West.

"Senior Brother!"

Zhunti was overjoyed, and his eyes shone with a strange light. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly,"It's been hundreds of years since we last met. Senior Brother's cultivation has become more profound!"”

"Pass? So what? Do you think I'll be afraid of you just because you have more people?”

Tongtian's tone was extremely disdainful and arrogant. His narrow eyes were somewhat moved. Ever since he became a Saint, he had not fought for tens of thousands of years. Just thinking about it made him feel a little eager.

Jieyin looked at Zhunti, whose breath was in a mess, and his golden eyes narrowed.

"In that case, let's do it over there!”

Jieyin put his palms together and took out a green flag. It was a top-notch primordial spiritual treasure, the Green Lotus Flag, which had both offensive and defensive abilities.

"Hmph!"

Tongtian was not afraid at all. He looked at the two of them excitedly and did not say anything. He directly waved a hundred-foot-long chaotic sword qi and attacked the two of them.

"Amitabha."

Jieyin chanted the Buddhist name, and the treasured flag in his hand rolled, emitting a golden light that suppressed the oncoming Chaos Sword Qi. However, it only stopped the Sword Qi for a moment.

However, there were two saints in the west.

Zhunti raised his hands and revealed thirty-four heads and eighteen hands, holding jade pearls, umbrella covers, flower strings, fish intestines, golden bows, silver halberds, white axes, banners, blessed divine pestles, treasure files, silver bottles, and so on.

After that, his aura reached its peak.

The seven-colored light flashed as it shot toward the Primal Chaos Sword Qi.

Under the attacks of the two Saints, the hundred-foot-long chaos sword energy instantly dissipated and collapsed.

"Swoosh!"

Cundi seized the right opportunity. The Seven-Colored Tree cut through the sky and smashed toward Tongtian.

"Humph!"

Facing Cundi's attack, Tongtian snorted coldly and put away the Qingping Sword.

Four treasured swords appeared beside him in the air. Their auras became extremely terrifying and oppressive. It was the first formation under the Heavenly Dao, the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

The treasured sword was neither gold, silver, nor stone. It was bathed in the blood of countless creatures. Jieyin's expression changed the moment the sword appeared. Only Zhunti's expression became fierce and his attack became faster.

"Whoosh."

The Tree of Seven Wonders made a bell-like sound and stabbed into the God-killing Sword Formation that Ru Tongtian had arranged.

"Haha!"

"Slash!"

"Kacha!"

With a crisp squeak, Zhunti's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Sect Master Tongtian, who was standing in the void, with a shocked expression.

Tongtian's gaze was deep and sharp. He looked down on the two of them and sneered,"Let alone you two Saints, even if two more people came, I wouldn't be afraid.”

"Hey!"

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what a good opportunity!”

The Taoist Jieyin looked at the treasured flag in his hand, and his expression became even more sorrowful. With the Immortal Slaying Sword out, there was no need for them to continue fighting.

Although Zhunti was speechless, his eyes were full of resentment as he looked at Tongtian. He rubbed the dull Tree of Seven Wonders in his hand, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Suddenly, golden lotuses appeared in the chaos. They shone brightly and the phantom of a crane appeared.

Two shadows appeared in the void and stood beside Tongtian. When they appeared, their overwhelming aura poured down on the Two Sages of the West like a flood.

One of them, who had a resolute and stern face, took out a jade jade scepter and was ready to attack.

The other white-haired old man was dressed in Taoist robes. His aura was slightly calm, but his sharp eyes were as vast as the stars. His aura was erratic. In an instant, he was stronger than everyone present, but in an instant, he was ethereal, like an ordinary old man.

The person who came was the Heavenly Venerable of Chan School of the Three Pure Ones. Primordial Origin Saint and the Human Race's Sect Leader: Laozi was a saint.

The appearance of the two made the already bitter Jieyin Saint's face turn sour. He put his palms together.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoists!”

Heavenly Lord Yuanshi narrowed his eyes and said in a threatening tone,"May I know why the Two Saints of the West have come to the Eastern Lands to find my third brother?”。

"Hey! We were rude."

Even thousands of words couldn't explain it clearly. Jieyin cupped his hands and said something wrong, but he didn't have the intention to explain.

This was because everyone here was a Sage. The whole story could be known with a simple calculation. Moreover, the battle between the Sages was not a battle. It was just a small matter. Winning or losing meant nothing. The Sage's primordial spirit was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, and it was an existence that could not be destroyed.

What they were fighting for was the Great Dao, their face, and the longevity of their luck.

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