Hearing this, Nuwa Niangniang immediately smiled and nodded.

In the next moment, the Tongtian Sect Master's gaze shifted to Jiang Feng, he arched his hands, his eyes were full of gratitude, "This is Jiang Feng's little friend, thank you for the rescue." ”

Jiang Feng immediately waved his hand, "The sect leader is too polite, I have a relationship with the sect, these are all things that are within my responsibility." ”

The Tongtian Sect Master wanted to say some more words of gratitude, but the Jade Emperor suddenly interjected: "Everyone, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the Three Realms first." ”

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Zixiao Palace behind him, full of worry.

A few people understood it, and they didn't stay any longer at the moment, and immediately set off to return to the Three Realms.

For a long time, several people were calm all the way, and nothing happened.

However, after leaving Zixiao Palace for a long distance, in the endless chaos ahead, two figures suddenly appeared, blocking them down.

These two people are none other than the quasi-Daoist and the Daoist.

At this time, their eyes were fixed on Jiang Feng, the cold was piercing, and the murderous intent was revealed, and it was obvious that the person who came was not good.

The Jade Emperor couldn't help but sink in his heart, what he was most worried about had happened, and these two old bald donkeys really wouldn't give up.

"Jiang Feng'er, what are you doing in such a hurry to go back to the Three Realms? Want to rush to reincarnation? The usher suddenly spoke, and his words were full of banter.

"Hehe," the quasi-Daoist then sneered, "I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to be reincarnated." ”

"Jiang Feng'er, the last time I was in Lingshan, the poor monk said that the next time we meet will be your death, you won't forget, right? Monks never speak. ”

The quasi-Tidao man clasped his hands together, his expression was full of excitement, as if he had everything in his hands and was confident.

"Zhun Ti, pick up, what do you want to do? The master has pardoned Jiang Feng's capital crime, you dare to go against the master's will? ”

The Jade Emperor immediately moved Daozu Hongjun out, hoping to deter the two old bald donkeys.

However, his threats did not help at all.

"Jade Emperor Lao'er, shut up! Where do you have to speak here? You think this is in the Three Realms! ”

The person who received the Taoist scolded sharply and showed no mercy.

"Today, Jiang Feng's little miscellaneous will die, and no one can save him."

The voice of the quasi-Daoist was extremely cold, as if squeezed out of the teeth, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

For Jiang Feng, they have long hated him, and if they don't get rid of this big trouble, even if they are saints, they will not be able to sleep and eat, and their plans to travel to the west will not be peaceful.

And now, it's the best chance to get rid of him.

Nuwa Niangniang and the Tongtian Sect Master both fell from the Holy Throne, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if they were allowed to enter the Three Realms, they would have nothing to do.

Therefore, it was impossible for them to miss this excellent opportunity, even if they were punished by Dao Ancestor afterwards.

Besides, dead people are worthless, and Jiang Feng is a desolate number, so he shouldn't exist in this world.

Zhun Ti and Zhi even thought that Hongjun Dao Ancestor made such a decision just to let them do it and take the opportunity to get rid of Jiang Feng, a desolate outlier.

All in all, today, they were going to kill Jiang Feng no matter what.

"Two old bald donkeys," At this moment, Jiang Feng's lazy voice suddenly came out, he was calm and composed, and there was not the slightest hint of panic, "The young master is still a quasi-saint, and he is not afraid of you, not to mention that he has become a saint now." ”

"Master advises you to retreat as soon as possible, so as not to humiliate yourself and be laughed at and generous by the world."

"Hahaha......" The quasi-Daoist suddenly burst into a crazy laugh, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he couldn't close his mouth, and it took a while to calm down, "Jiang Feng is a little miscellaneous, do you think the poor monk doesn't know that you are sanctified in the flesh?" ”

"If you become holy, the poor monk may be afraid of you, but if you are sanctified in the flesh, you dare to speak wildly, you really don't know whether you live or die."

"Alright, your time of death is here, send you on your way!"

As soon as the words fell, the quasi-Daoist thundered out, and the murderous aura on his body almost condensed into substance.

As soon as he raised his hand, a huge aura suddenly generated, like a chaotic wind, reckless, destroying everything and crushing everything.

This kind of action is simple and direct, it is just a tentative attack of the quasi-Daoist, but it is terrifying to the extreme.

He used the power of the saint completely.

The so-called power of the saint is also the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The saint entrusts the primordial spirit to the Heavenly Dao, immortal and immortal, and can mobilize the power of the Heavenly Dao, but he will also be bound by the Heavenly Dao.

However, at this time, if this hurricane condensed by the power of the Heavenly Dao fell on the Three Realms, it would destroy the heavens and the earth, destroy time and space, and collapse the heavens.

Even at this time, in the endless chaos, there is a momentum in the sky, and everywhere it passes, everything is destroyed, and all tangible qualities are turned into powder, and nothing can stop it.

The many meteorites and barren planets around it exploded at the first time and ceased to exist.

The Jade Emperor, Tongtian Sect Master, and the others were all shocked, this kind of power was too terrifying, and it was not something they could compete with at all.

Jiang Feng was unmoved, calm and composed.

Just as the fierce hurricane was about to blow, Jiang Feng raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and suddenly smashed it away.

The green tendons on his arms burst out, and the roots were like dragons, full of explosive power, as if he wanted to smash a hole in the sky.

This punch was swung, the stone broke the earth, the sand flew away, and the fierce and domineering physical power instantly set off a hurricane.

Soon, the two hurricanes collided together, poured into each other, and clashed wildly, like the tip of a needle against a wheat.

But in the end, both sides disappeared into invisibility, and they fought equally, and no one did anything about the other.

In this first round of the battle, Jiang Feng did not fall behind at all, he faced the saint with his bare hands, this was the first time since the beginning of the world.

However, in the battle with the saints, Jiang Feng can only use the power of his body now, which is a bit of a constraint for him.

Because his magic weapons are useless, this requires mana to urge, but his primordial spirit has not become holy, if it is controlled by the power of quasi-saints, it is not at the same level as the quasi-Daoist at all, and it cannot be compared.

If he becomes a saint and relies on the mana of the saint level to urge the acquired merit to the treasure Hongmeng to measure the heavens, or the innate treasure to kill the divine spear, etc., then these two old bald asses are absolutely very jealous.

After all, among the six Heavenly Dao Saints, they are the poorest, and the best magic weapon is only the best innate spirit treasure, which is not at the same level as the innate supreme treasure.

"Congratulations to the host, you were rejected by the Quasi-Daoist and the Daoist Receiving Daoist, and you got two Saint-level treasure chests, are you going to open them?"

The crisp and pleasant prompt sound of the system sounded in Jiang Feng's mind at the right time.

Jiang Feng didn't have the slightest surprise, this time these two old bald donkeys were determined to take his life, how could they retreat?