Billions of miles away, outside a mountain shrouded in Buddha's light.

Yang San wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and finally found it.

It seems that next time it is better to have someone lead the way, just a vague location, the error is still quite large.

It didn't take much time for Yang San to hurry, but it took Yang San nearly an hour to find the mountain.

"It's just...... How can there be two people on this mountain? The Tongtian Sect Master can't be mistaken, right? Or did someone just come to visit? ”

Yang San could clearly feel that there were two similar auras on this mountain.

It's a little weaker than the Tongtian Sect Master, and it's obviously all saints.

"No matter, it's hard to find the main owner, and the other one doesn't make a move, otherwise let's go to the underworld together."

At the same time, for the guide to the Taoist, Yang San was also powerless to complain in his heart.

The sound of the Buddha in this mountain is faint, and the Buddha's light is overflowing, for fear that others will not know that there is a holy Buddha here.

How can he be like the Tongtian Sect Master, dressed in a green shirt with a sword, if it weren't for Yang San's strength far surpassing him, he really couldn't tell that he was a saint.

Yang San swiped down casually.

Suddenly, a sword-shattering sword qi slashed straight towards Foshan.

"Om!"

A Buddha voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain.

The overflowing light of the Buddha immediately condensed into a big Buddha, with his hands folded, his eyes closed, and his mouth reciting.

"Om!"

Yang San's sword qi happened to slash at the palms of the Big Buddha.

The Buddha's light was flourishing, and Yang San's sword qi suddenly collapsed inch by inch.

However, the Buddha also dissolved into wisps of fragments and drifted away.

The two saints in Foshan raised their heads at the same time and looked at Yang San outside the mountain.

"Senior brother, who is this person? The dough is tight. ”

One of them asked suspiciously, the Buddha sound just now was from him.

Although it was only done in a hurry, it was also a saint's method, and even a half-saint could not break it.

Now it's just a casual sword from Yang San, and it's gone, how can he not be surprised.

"Senior brother, this person should not be underestimated, let's meet the enemy together."

The other man's face was solemn, his eyes shining, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

These two are the two great saints of Buddhism: Initiation and Zhunti.

Since becoming gods, the two of them have "crossed" many disciples from the sect of interception.

It has been closed on this Buddha Mountain.

First, Hongjun did not allow the saint to be born.

Second, they are also planning a journey to the west.

Therefore, although they had heard of Yang San's name as a "Sword Saint", they didn't take it to heart.

In their minds, this is the trend of the Heavenly Dao, and how can a "sword saint" who is not a saint be able to influence it.

At least Yang San's previous disruption of the Journey to the West would not have any impact on the result, and they thought that Yang San was just trying to grab merit.

Therefore, they didn't know that outside the mountain was the "Sword Saint" Yang San who was not taken into their eyes.

A hint of worry flashed through his heart.

There is obviously a saint outside the mountain, but when will there be another saint in this heaven and earth?

You see, there are two ways to sanctify.

One of the most direct and the most difficult is to preach the Tao with force.

The second is to get Hongmeng purple qi and behead three corpses to become holy.

In fact, strictly speaking, there are three other kinds.

Merit sanctification.

However, the premise is also to get Hongmeng Purple Qi, and after becoming holy, you must also cut out three corpses.

Therefore, it can also be classified as the second type.

Ages.

The first is done by only one person, and his name is Pangu.

There are two people in the second type, namely Hongjun and Yang Mei.

They, along with Sanqing and Nuwa, all belong to the third type.

He is also the weakest saint.

If the saints outside the mountain are the latter two, it is okay, no matter how strong they are, their brothers and sisters work together, and they have the strength to fight.

Fear is the first type.

The legends of Pangu are now thunderous.

Just when Yang San was waiting a little impatiently, ready to seriously chop a few swords.

The lead and Zhun Ti slowly flew out of the Foshan Mountain.

Standing opposite Yang San, he looked at Yang San cautiously.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know where our senior brother has offended fellow Daoists? Why do Taoist friends want to destroy our dojo without saying a word? ”

The guide asked cautiously.

The more he came to Yang San, the more bottomless he was in his heart.

The saint in front of him looked like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't see the depth at all.

This feeling, he has only seen in one person.

That's their master!

Yang San looked at the two saints in front of him with a smile.

It seems to be Hu but not Hu, and it seems to be not before.

It's still a brother.

He knew who it was, why didn't Tongtian say they were together? Fortunately, my own strength is okay, if I change to someone else, I don't know how to live.

"Which of you is the lead? Who is Zhun Ti? ”

The grievances are separated, and it is said that it is a trouble to come to the lead, and Yang San doesn't want to do it too much.

Of course, the premise is to see if it is eye-catching!

Zhun Ti rolled his eyes, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "Daoist friends are polite, I see that Daoists have a fate with my teaching, are you interested in being a Buddha?" ”

Yang San: "......"

God is destined for M, this person is Zhun Ti Yes, it seems that eighty percent of them are also impatient!

[Senior brother, be cautious! 】

Seeing that Yang San's face was pulled down in an instant, he hurriedly transmitted the sound to stop Zhun Ti's tricks from dying.

"Pick it up, someone asked me to bring you a message."

Yang San shouted with a cold face.

In an instant, Yang San was wearing Haotian armor and holding Haotian Sword in his hand.

Heaven and earth suddenly changed color.

Yang San seemed to be incarnated into a black hole, and all the light could not escape Yang San's shackles.

"Time!"

Yang Sanyi slashed down with a sword.

Suddenly, a brilliant sword qi seemed to fly in the long river of history, and instantly swept through the body!

"Huh?"

Jie Yin was confused, looking at the sword qi that passed in a flash, and he was puzzled, but he couldn't ask anymore.

Didn't you say something about it, why did you do it? I'm not ready yet!

"Senior brother!"

It was only then that Zhun Ti reacted and shouted in horror.

The guide turned his head to look at him, smiled unwillingly, turned into a little starlight, and scattered away.

"Do you remember the Turtle Spirit Virgin back then?"

Yang San put away his sword and stood up, looking at the slowly dissipating lead.

Zhun Ti: "......"

Everyone is killed, what else do you say? Did it work?

Just when Zhun Ti was hesitant to make a move.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple qi flew out of the receiver's body, soaring into the sky, and it was about to escape.

"Sample, do you think I'm still standing here? Still want to run? ”

Yang San smiled and grabbed his palm.

Immediately, he grabbed the purple qi that was about to escape in his hand.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Zhun Ti exclaimed in surprise and looked at the purple qi in Yang San's hand.

His eyes flickered, his face was unpredictable, and he was obviously full of thoughts.

Yang San looked back at Zhun Ti lightly, and put away the purple qi in his hand.

Laughing: "What? Are you also interested? ”

Zhun Ti suddenly fell into an ice cellar and shook his head in a trembling voice.

Yang San nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Smart, otherwise I don't mind receiving another Hongmeng purple qi." ”

Zhun Ti couldn't help but shudder.

Collect another one?

Which one can be imagined.

Thinking that the senior brother couldn't even make a move in the hands of the other party, Zhun Ti didn't dare to think about anything.

Although Yang San is suspected of sneak attack, can a saint sneak attack to death?

Seeing that Zhun Ti did not die again, Yang San turned around and left.

"It's self-sufficient, you can come to me anytime if you want revenge!"