Shua!

The outer void is the boundary of the heaven.

The golden light was shining, and the law of heaven emerged. Zixiao God thunder suddenly appeared from the void and surrounded Yang Jian.

Haotian's eyes are filled with endless emotion. He is the emperor of heaven and a saint, and if the nephew of the emperor of heaven is also a saint, it is enough to reflect his Haotian's superiority.

And he thought that if there were more saints in the heaven, the boundary of the thirty-four heaven would be heavier, and the territory of the heaven would be enlarged.

Moreover, if Yang Jian is on his side, he can completely reverse the war situation. The throne of the emperor is definitely his Haotian!

"Haotian saint, Congratulations!" Nu Wa Saint came forward and smiled!

There is no conflict of interest between the two. What should be said is still to be said.

Haotian immediately replied, "thank you!"

On the opposite side of the void, Bai Feng's eyes showed a trace of surprise: "the sage of heaven in the famine is so powerful!"

God nodded and said, "before you came here, the famine had experienced several catastrophes. Both the famine heaven and the saints grew up from it and got a lot of insights. Nature is incomparably strong!"

Bai Feng suddenly remembered what ye fan had said before:

"No wonder Ye Fan's Taoist friends let him become a saint of heaven first. Now the saint of heaven can be comparable to the chaotic demon God at that time!"

"Yes!" God rebelled with emotion on his face. He lamented that his choice was very correct!

And he also returned to the peak again and surpassed many.

"At that time, we were born from chaos. Although we were born as chaotic demons, we still lacked accumulation and insight. In addition, Lu Yadao Jun obstructed us, and our strength did not leap. Only Pangu's talent and strength were superior to others to create the great famine!"

God stared back at Yang Jian in the thunder light, looking in a trance, as if he had fallen into the memory of a certain moment.

"You said, did Pangu notice something, which opened up a wasteland in chaos?"

Baifeng was stunned by God's words. Pangu's hand was close to half a step Hongmeng!

It is really possible that he was aware of the existence of Taixu, which left some possibility for fighting Taixu and opened up the world.

Bai Feng then nodded:

"What you said is reasonable. To tell you the truth, I have entered Taixu before. I have heard people say that some chaos has never opened up the world, while some chaos has dozens of worlds, but no matter how many, I can't resist the invasion of Taixu!"

Said here, Baifeng looked very melancholy.

"However, if Pangu sees that today's famine has become so prosperous, he must be very happy?"

God's face is full of sobs. The old man is dead!

Boom!

The thunder light decreased, Yang Jian's momentum gradually converged, and the flower of the Tao of heaven shrank after flashing slightly on his body surface.

The power of saints is all over his body, and his momentum is pressing.

Although he is a primary saint of the way of heaven, Yang Jian is good at fighting. At the moment, his authority even outweighs the ancestral witch who likes fighting and is more extravagant than the corpse.

You should know that the current shebi corpse is a chaotic saint, but Yang Jian has overshadowed him in momentum. What does this mean?

"If Yang Jian reaches the realm of chaos sage, his actual power will definitely become the existence of the top five in chaos?"

Emperor Jiang looked dignified and changed his broken mouth in the past.

"Yes, the luck of the primitive God is really better!"

The candle nine Yin one face agrees with the way!

"Now that he has become a saint, there can be four saints in the famine!"

The sage of Houtu glanced at the saints present and frowned: "those guys of Buddhism didn't come!"

"Hum, although they have thick skin, now zhunti has lost the seven treasures wonderful tree. If he annoys the primitive, he will be beaten. Now he teaches two saints, and Erlang God is Haotian's nephew. Do you think if zhunti has enlarged Erlang God, will Haotian fight?"

The green hair on Jumang's head moved with the wind, and his eyes were full of life.

Emperor Jiang flashed his wings behind him, and the voice came from his illusory head:

"It's true that although Haotian doesn't deal with the primitive, he hasn't reached the point of great hatred of life and death. Now both sides are saints, and it's impossible to fight for a small thing!

In addition, today's Buddhists jump too much, which can just make Yuanshi Tianzun and Haotian join hands, and this kind of thing may not happen before!

But now, with the existence of Yang Jian, they have a good connection! "

Candle nine Yin looked up and down at Dijiang, as if to know him again: "you see it very thoroughly!"

"Go!" emperor Jiang looked disgusted.

"Ha ha ha!"

The twelve ancestor witches talked and laughed, and walked towards Yang Jian, who had finished the robbery.

"Congratulations, two saints!" Dijiang said hello!

Suddenly the whole void began to cool!

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Tianzun's face was not good enough to stare at the emperor River, and Haotian's eyes were full of tears.

Erlang God pursed his mouth like a fly. If he didn't know that Dijiang really didn't have a brain, he wanted to blow it up.

Bai Feng and others were shaken by Emperor Jiang's words, but they were holding it all the time. Now this scene is really inappropriate to release themselves.

Dijiang also realized that there was something wrong with what he said: "then, Erlang saint? It's not right!"

They are all saints. Why can't they be called Erlang? It's so ugly.

"Call me by my name!"

"Well, Saint Yang Jian, Congratulations!" emperor Jiang was so confused and red that he finally gave this tone to shun.

Bai Feng and others, Nu Wa, the leader of Tongtian cult and his disciples, the supreme mother and xuandu all congratulated Yang Jian on becoming a saint one by one.

"Where's Kunpeng? It's just that Buddhism didn't come. Kunpeng is a saint now. Won't he be stingy?"

Kong Xuan whispered. Then he saw that the saints looked at him. He immediately straightened his collar and said, "Yang Jian, Congratulations!"

Yang Jian smiled. To say who is the most interesting among Buddhists, it is Kong Xuan. This guy's free and easy is not what ordinary people can do.

"Kong Xuan, I hope you will become holy as soon as possible!"

"May I borrow your kind words!"

Suddenly, Bai Feng looked at the void. Her eyebrows wrinkled and her heart said, no, it's Hongmeng purple!

Does that mean someone is going to be holy again?

In one day, two saints, the temple is indeed a magical place!

However, the people who became saints this time seem to be Jinwu people!

"Baifeng, what's the matter?" shenni was no stranger to Baifeng's expression. Just now it was like this, and Erlang God appeared.

Isn't anyone sanctified now?

can't!

God put out the idea in his heart directly!

Now that the casting temple is closed, how can anyone get Hongmeng purple gas!