Chapter 880

"Ha ha!"

Yuan Ling was surrounded by black fog. People couldn't see his appearance at all. He gave a slight smile in his mouth and slowly looked back at Ye Xuan and said, "my good disciple, how can I bear to watch you die in the hands of others?"

"Yes, if I die in their hands, I'm afraid your plan will fall short." Ye Xuan's voice gradually calmed down. The golden light of merit once again made him speed up his pace of crossing the robbery.

Ye Xuan has calmed down. He knows that this is not the time to catch up with Yuan Ling. He is crossing the robbery. What he is crossing is the third robbery of heaven. Only when he really crosses the immediate disaster can he be qualified to face everything.

"Who is sacred?"

Suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun took a step forward, his eyes looked at Yuanling solemnly, and his eyes crossed the color of surprise and doubt.

"Amitabha!"

The two western saints chanted the Buddha's name with their hands together and said, "Taoist friends are not saints, but they have cultivation achievements no worse than ours. I don't know what the relationship between friends and ye Xuan is?"

The two western saints recognized yuan Ling at a glance. The last time they appeared in the Western Paradise for convenience, they didn't leave this person, which has always been their heart disease. At the moment, ye Xuan is facing the death crisis, and the other party appears again. Obviously, the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

Not only the two saints in the West and the first emperor of the Yuan Dynasty were in a heavy mood, but several other saints were also confused because the yuan spirit was too mysterious and strange.

It is impossible to believe that he is not a saint, but has a cultivation that is not weaker than that of a saint.

There are ants under the saints. This is not just talk, but an eternal iron law. Today, the emergence of Yuan Ling has broken this iron law!

In the past, Taoist Hongjun said that there were only seven holy places between heaven and earth. Now all the seven saints know why there are people comparable to saints. Is Taoist Hongjun lying?

"You so-called saints are only frogs at the bottom of a well. Although my disciple is a little naughty, how can a teacher watch him die in your hands?" Yuan Ling put his hands on his back, and a wisp of black fog wrapped around him. His voice was low and hoarse.

"Are you ye Xuan's master? You are yuan Ling? " The leader of Tongtian sect frowned and looked at Yuan Ling with an extremely shocked look.

In the past years, ye Xuan told him about yuan Ling, but the leader of Tongtian sect had never heard of such a person in the three realms. Unexpectedly, ye Xuan was facing a great disaster of life and death today, and his so-called master appeared.

"All over the sky?"

"Oh!"

Yuan Ling stepped in the void and smiled at the leader of Tongtian cult: "if you are the most impulsive in Sanqing, Hongjun robbed Luo Xuan's four immortal killing swords and gave them to you before he joined the Tao in the past. It is reasonable that you have the immortal killing array in your hand among these saints. Your fighting power is outstanding, but you are too reckless and impulsive, This is the end of losing the biyou palace in the great robbery of the gods in the past. "

When Yuan Ling said this, he gave a little pause, turned and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "in Sanqing, you are the most hypocritical in Yuanshi. You always want to calculate your younger martial brother. Even if you are dissatisfied with your eldest martial brother Lao Tzu, you want to be the head of Sanqing. Unfortunately, your vision is too low, and you are just a frog at the bottom of a well in the end."

Yuan Ling was quite instructive. Even if Tongtian sect leader and Yuanshi Tianzun were Sanqing saints, they didn't seem to put them in his eyes, but also commented on their temperament.

"You...!"

Yuan Ling broke his mind. Yuan Shi Tianzun's face changed slightly, but his eyes looked at Yuan Ling more and more dignified. Only from Yuan Ling's words, he could hear that the man in front of him had existed for a very long time, that is, he didn't seem to pay much attention to Hongjun Taoist ancestor.

"And you, the girl, this three Qing discord, but after all, it was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen and has a foundation that can not be underestimated. But you, the girl, are just a demon family. If Hongjun old son didn't intend to make you holy in the past, how could you have today's status?" Yuan Ling sneered and looked at Nu Wa.

"What?"

"Does the Taoist priest intend to sanctify me?"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing yuan Ling's words, Nu Wa's face changed suddenly. It seemed that the mysterious figure in front of her seemed to know many unknown amazing secrets.

"Ha ha!"

Yuan Ling sneered and looked at Nu Wa with strange eyes. He said, "everything rotates and the way of heaven collapses. The so-called saint is just his Hongjun saint. You don't know what the real saint is, and your girl's fate is miserable. She's just an abandoned son in his hand."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Hearing yuan Ling's words, Nu Wa was restless. She felt as if something bad had fallen on her, but she couldn't find the source, but her heart was shaking.

"The so-called Hongmeng purple gas is just collected by Hongjun old son from the Hongmeng divine tree. The so-called merit and sanctification is just a lie. You will know what a ridiculous joke it is in the future."

Yuan Ling smiled and didn't answer Nu Wa's question. He just looked at several saints with contempt, as if he were reading a joke.

"Are you a figure outside the three realms?" The two saints of the West are in doubt, are even more exploratory inquiries, and put their attitude very low at the moment.

"Taoist friend?"

Yuan Ling gave a cold look at the two western saints, and a contemptuous word came from his mouth: "only Hongjun and Luo Xuan can call me Taoist friends in this world. Although you two little monks are crafty, you are just Hongjun's chess pieces. Trying to escape his control is just a joke."

As the saying goes, Yuan Ling talks without surprise. He has a posture of controlling the general trend of heaven and earth. His tone is frightening, and he puts the six sages on the spot.

"I don't know who the elder is. We are willing to listen to the teachings."

If the six saints present want to say who doesn't want face skin most, it should be the two saints in the West. After receiving zhunti, they directly put out the younger generation's ceremony, and it is a respectful voice to worship yuan Ling.

It's no wonder that the two saints in the West have such a posture, just because what Yuanling said is too shocking, and the other party is really not a saint, but just one blow will dissolve their great skills, and have no less cultivation than the saint level, and even surpass the saint. How can the words of such figures be false?

"Children can be taught!"

Yuan Ling nodded slowly, and the black fog around him became more and more terrible. A breath that was not weaker than the sage rose into the sky and rolled away towards the heaven and earth in all directions, which frightened the six saints.

"Pangu great God was originally one of the chaotic gods and demons. In the past years, he wanted to prove that he would become the saint of all saints. Unfortunately, he finally died and digested the wasteland. And that Hongjun old son was also one of the chaotic gods and demons. He entered the wasteland to refine the wasteland and devour the wasteland, completely melt the cultivation of Pangu great God, and become the saint of all saints in one fell swoop."