There was a dead silence in the desolate world.

  Only the terrifying sight of the rain of blood slanting down continued, as if it had covered up all the sounds between heaven and earth.

  "There are saints again... Fallen?"

  I don't know how long it took, Styx Ancestor's voice trembled a little, and with his strength, he couldn't control his emotions and happenings at all.

  Ever since Hongjun became a saint, all the creatures in the desolate world have been filled with reverence for the saint.

  Because, the saint is too powerful.

  Even the top quasi-saint peak powerhouse is not the enemy of a saint's move.

  Although he knew that saints were immortal and immortal, the Styx Ancestor was still full of yearning for saints.

  Because, the great strength of the saint is real.

  Although he is one of the top quasi-saints in the desolate world, he also needs to be respectful to saints.

  Even in the face of the saint's disciples, he needed to avoid three points.

  Especially after Sanqing, the Second Sage of the West and Nuwa also became saints, he could only shrink into the river of blood.

  Because, he's afraid!

  For fear that the saint would find some reason and attack him, directly kill him, or cross him.

  Moreover, his net worth is particularly rich.

  In addition to the two pieces of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi, the two innate killing spirit treasures, there is also a congenital top grade spirit treasure twelve grade karma fire golden lotus.

  Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Tianzun may not care about the magic weapon on him.

  However, the Tongtian Sect Master, who did not suppress the things of luck, has always been the object of his vigilance.

  However, the people who made him most wary were the two saints of the West.

  After Sanqing, the Two Sages of the West, and Nuwa became sanctified, he has been hiding in the depths of the Sea of Blood, mainly to guard against the Two Sages of the West.

  Especially the Quasi-Tidao people.

  He was afraid that one day, a quasi-Taoist suddenly appeared in front of him and told him that he was destined for the West.

  One can imagine how much fear he had for saints in his heart.

  He is the ancestor of the River Styx, with 480 million blood god doppelgangers, and he even created the Asura clan to kill and preach.

  Even so, he did not dare to provoke the saint in the slightest.

  Now there is an extremely terrifying scene in front of him.

  The saint has fallen.

  Moreover, this is already the second saint to fall.

  In his eyes, the saints who were high in the past were killed one by one at this time.

  "It's over!"

  The disciples of the teachings were slumped on the ground, lost and depressed, like walking corpses.

  They knew too well the consequences of the fall of the Origin Heavenly Venerable.

  Even if the army of the secret realm did not attack them, the forces of the desolate world would not forgive them.

  They had offended too many of the top powers of the desolate world.

  It's just that in the past, due to the prestige of the saints of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, even if they had any ideas, they didn't dare to express them at all.

  Now it's different.

  Without the protection of Yuan Shi Tianzun, they are a group of ordinary quasi-saints, ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortals.

  To be precise, it may not even be as good as Da Luo Jinxian.

  Because, in their previous battle with the gods, they were beheaded by the three flowers and dispersed the five qi in their chests.

  If there were no saints to help them recover, they might not have made a breakthrough in their lives on their own.

  Regardless of the outcome, their lives are completely over.

  "Run!"

  "All the saints of the Western Sect have fallen!"

  "Everyone testified to me that I didn't want to come to the West to teach at all, and that I was forced to come by the people who were supposed to teach the Tao and the people who received the Taoists. "

  "Damn the would-be Daoists, damn the Daoists, they're dead, and we're finally free. "

  "Hahaha... Dead, finally dead! They're finally dead!"

  ······

  As for the Western religion, some people were surprised, some were frightened, and some were hysterical.

  However, everyone is robbing the treasures of the Western religion.

  Regardless of the final outcome of this battle, it is clear to all that the Western Church is absolutely doomed.

  There can be no other possibility.

  Since the army of the secret realm has already killed the quasi-Daoist, it is absolutely impossible to leave the Daoist who has a close relationship with the Quasi-Daoist.

  After making sure that the saints of the desolate world had no hope of turning the tables, the disciples of the Western Sect ransacked the Western Sect as soon as possible, leaving nothing behind.

  Compared with the creatures of the desolate world, at this time, Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Lao Tzu, and Nuwa were all stiff, and there was a feeling that the knife was hanging around their necks.

  They had seen with their own eyes that when Lin Meng raided the Quasi-Tidao people, he severely damaged the Quasi-Tidao people with one move, and then sealed and refined them.

  After a set of processes, a quarter of an hour is not needed.

  If the person who has just fallen is a Receiver, they will face Lin Meng's surprise attack.

  If it was Hongjun who had just fallen, they would face Hongmeng's surprise attack.

  In either case, there is only one fate for them.

  "Wow~", "Wow~", "Wow~"······

  Just when Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, and Nuwa were worried about who would be attacked, a vision appeared in the desolate world again.

  The torrential rain of blood poured down from the sky again, dyeing everything in the heavens and the earth in blood, and a rich aura of sadness filled the heavens and the earth.

  The monks below the quasi-saint power were all unconsciously infected, and tears welled up.

  Once again, there is a vision of heaven and earth in the desolate world!

  The people of the desolate world may not have been familiar with this vision of heaven and earth before, but now they are extremely familiar.

  Another saint has fallen!

  The question that was considered before, whether Hongjun has fallen, or whether the Daoist has fallen, no longer needs to be considered.

  Because, both saints have fallen.

  "I'm down!"

  "I surrender!"

  The successive falls of Hongjun and Jieyindao were like the last straw that crushed Yuan Shi Tianzun's heart, and he directly gave up resistance, his face was frightened, and he shouted.

  Hongmeng and Lin Meng all freed up their hands, plus Xiao Yan and Yingzheng who were watching the play on the side, they Sanqing is now joining forces to summon the Pangu Phantom, I am afraid there is no hope of turning the tables.

  He doesn't want to die yet!

  He's a saint on high!

  O Yuan Shi Tianzun!

  "Close!"

  Without any hesitation, the mountaineer first put the magic weapon of Yuan Shi Tianzun, Pangu Banner, in his hand, and did not continue to attack Yuan Shi Tianzun.

  "I've descended too!"

  Seeing this, Nuwa couldn't care about the saint's face, and she also put down the mountains and rivers in her hand and the red hydrangea.

  She didn't want to die either!

  "I've descended too!"

  Lao Tzu had a bitter expression on his face, and he also put down his magic weapons, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and the Taiji Diagram, and gave up resistance.

  "Boom~", "Boom~", "Boom~"······

  Almost at the same moment, the figures of Hongmeng, Lin Meng, Xiao Yan, and Ying Zheng all appeared around the Tongtian Sect Master who was fighting with Little Stone.

  Tongtian Sect Master: "······".

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