Chapter 1550： Parallel Sage

Compared with the punishment of heaven, Jesus' trial is naturally not enough!

As Ye Meng's milky voice fell, the thunder in the sky became louder and louder.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the sky full of thunder was like a silver snake dancing, and the sky was overwhelmed.

"Hi, it's so terrible!"

Even the gods of Leibu couldn't help taking a breath when seeing the sky full of thunder.

Jesus and the angels were even more frightened.

They never thought that the child in front of them was so terrifying!

Although **** is at the level of a saint, he, a saint, has some moisture.

Moreover, there are no decent powerhouses in the extreme west, so that **** is only used to it.

Now when he arrived in the East, he knew that there were so many strong people in the Three Realms.

Rumble!

The thunder smashed down, raging crazy!

The angels flying in the air couldn't escape at all. In the blink of an eye, they were smashed into roasted birds by the thunderous sky!

Gabriel and other archangels did not dare to fight the thunder at all, and fled in embarrassment.

Fortunately, these archangels have the strength of the Great Luo Jinxian level, and they can barely save their lives.

The power of Jesus' judgment, slashed by the thunderous sky, only took a few breaths, and then disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous, straight down towards Jesus.

Jesus was evasive, and the whole body that was chopped immediately was like coke, and his hair was standing upright!

"Parallel saint!"

Seeing this, the heavenly immortals all showed contempt in their eyes.

Fortunately, they thought at the beginning how powerful the saint in the Extreme West was. Now it seems that he has too much water!

In the West Heaven Buddha Kingdom, Zhun mentions and leads the two, shaking their heads as they watch.

"This is the saint?"

"Hey, it's a miscalculation, it has fueled the arrogance of an out-of-life son for nothing!"

As the two said, Qi Qi sighed.

This **** really disappointed them.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was full of contempt.

"The barbarians are as weak as ants, and deserve to be called saints? I really don't know what to say!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the scene in the sky before his eyes disappeared instantly.

Such saints, don't look at them.

In Biyou Palace, the Lord Tongtian closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes and resting.

In front of him, there was a female disciple, who was bowing and reporting something to him.

This female disciple is naturally the Master of Tongtian, the only surviving disciple-Wudang Mother.

"Master, the saint of the West, Jesu, who was summoned by Ye Dasheng to be smashed by thunder, there was almost no power to fight back..."

Before she finished her words, the voice of Master Tongtian had already sounded.

"Sage, ha ha ha, where are so many saints in the world?"

In this sentence, the Lord Tongtian seemed to have something to say, but it seemed to be talking about Jesus, the Virgin of Wudang was confused.

Outside the Lingxiao Hall, Thunder's momentum was slightly weaker.

Jesus was already embarrassed and unnatural, his face was full of shame.

"My dignified god, it's really unreasonable to be driven into embarrassment by a child!"

As his thoughts flashed, **** muttered to himself.

A strange sound of curses came from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, there was a buzzing sound, suddenly sounded, clearly visible in the rumble of thunder!

After hearing this, the immortals in the heavenly court were taken aback.

"What is this? Is there any means for this parallel import saint to fail?"