Yaojin Zhenren and the others naturally knew that the cultivation of the ghost saint had surpassed the realm of transforming gods, but he did not feel the ultimate death threat from the ghost saint on the opposite side, which gave Yaojin Zhenren and the others the courage to face the ghost saint directly.

The three of Yaojin Zhenren glanced at each other, the three nodded to each other, and the three of them instantly separated, forming a triangular position to surround the ghost saint in the middle. Yao Jin Zhenren is surrounded by golden mangs, and a halberd appeared in his hand, this long halberd is the treasure of the Golden Spirit Holy Sect, the top magic weapon, this treasure has a spirit, this magic weapon alone can suppress a top god master, Yao Jin Zhenren holds this magic weapon The momentum instantly rose more than a notch, and the monk of Doom ran the heavenly Buddha to the extreme, his whole person was raised to nearly five meters high, and he has turned into an eight-armed golden Arhat, majestic and solemn, each of the eight arms holds a variety of weapons, knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks, and axesThe purple flames scorched the air around them, and they twisted endlessly.

Everyone at the scene retreated, away from the location of the four of them, a shocking battle was about to be staged, and the alliance monks and Netherworld Sect members present strangely did not continue to fight, but instead acted as spectators.

"A few juniors, you have to show off in front of me, it seems that my ghost saint has not walked around the continent for so many years, and the world has forgotten my prestige! Very good! Let you see the power of my ghost saint today!" The ghost saint glanced at the three of them, and said expressionlessly, two red glints looming in his black eyes.

"You slaughtered the people of a domain, it has long been a great crime, today we and the other three will do the way for the heavens, for the many innocent people in the Water Spirit Domain, you will be killed here!"

"Amitabha!" The golden-bodied Arhat's eyes widened angrily, and he came behind the ghost saint in a flash, and all the weapons in his hands beckoned towards the ghost saint, and the momentum was equally amazing.

Yan Annihilation Zhenren should be the weakest of the three cultivators, but his attack was also not to be underestimated, and endless purple flames poured overwhelmingly towards the Ghost Saint, as if they were about to engulf him!

A wicked smile appeared on the Ghost Saint's face, his hands were one, and two rays of spiritual power that were obviously different from the three of Yaojin Zhenren enveloped him, this was an extremely thick light, and it seemed that the quality of the aura was more than a step higher than that of the three Yaojin Zhenren.

"Boom, boom......, boom" two golden lights, a purple light and a black light, collided with each other, the black light did not move like a mountain, the two golden lights and the purple light were bounced away, and then the golden light and the purple light began to impact the black light non-stop. The fluctuations of the battle spread far away, and the place where the four people were was already covered by terrifying energy fluctuations, and even the Water Spirit Holy Island below the four people was shaking slightly, and the palace where the Water Spirit Holy Sect was located on the island had completely collapsed at this moment, turning into a pile of ruins.

"Get out of here!" a loud shout came from the darkness. Terrifying energy fluctuations erupted in the black mang, and the three terrifying palm prints were lined up towards the three of Yaojin Zhenren.

The three of Yaojin Zhenren were blasted away by three terrifying palm prints, and the three of them were so embarrassed that they flew out of the hundreds of meters before they could stop. Yaojin Zhenren is okay, the corner of the mouth of the Doom Divine Monk is bleeding at the moment, obviously injured, Yan Xuan covered his chest with his hands, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were a little messy, obviously he was not lightly injured.

The three of them all looked at the ghost saint in front of them with solemn eyes, it was obvious that the ghost saint did not use all their strength to deal with them, and they had almost exhausted their strength, and the difference in strength could be imagined.

"Is this what the Earth Immortal Realm is capable of? can't even deal with just three Transformation Cultivators? It seems that you are not lightly injured!" Yao Jin Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a slight mockery.

"Looks like you really want to die?"

The Ghost Saint's originally calm expression froze slightly, and the injuries on his body had indeed not fully recovered, so that he didn't dare to use all his strength at all, he only used about three layers of strength.

"Hahaha...... If you want to kill me!Come on!Since you can't use all your strength, die here today!" Yaojin Zhenren looked up to the sky and smiled, stretched out his hand, and a crystal clear token appeared in his hand.

"Heavenly Order!"

Several of the five holy sects of the old god cultivators all looked at the gold medal with fanatical eyes, this token is the last hole card of the five great holy sects, and it will never be taken out against the enemy unless it is absolutely necessary, using this token can communicate with the predecessors of the upper realm, so that they can descend the dharma body to face the enemy, and the person who left this token in front of him is the Jin Yan Zhenren of the original five holy sects Golden Spirit Holy Sect, this person has been flying to the upper realm for nearly 30,000 years.

A golden light rose from the token and went straight to the sky, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, the sky was lightning and thunder, and an illusory figure walked out of the thunder and lightning, it was a middle-aged man wearing a dark robe with a resolute face.

"Yuan Yaojin, the 362nd generation disciple of the Golden Spirit Holy Sect, pays a visit to Master Jin Yan's ancestor!"

Yao Jin Zhenren respectfully bowed to the figure in the sky, and the other four holy sects bowed down one after another.

"I once said that this token must not be used until the time of critical survival, what can I be called!"

"Uncle Ancestor, the Water Spirit Holy Sect has been destroyed by this group of Netherworld Sect cultists, we are ashamed that we are defeated by the Netherworld Sect members, so I ask Uncle Ancestor to take action!"

Jin Yanzhen's face was stunned, and he glanced at the Water Spirit Saint Sect below, and then his gaze locked on the body of the Ghost Saint.

"You're not dead yet!" Jin Yanzhen had an incredible look on his face.

"Who should I be! It turned out to be the old man Jin Yan!" A smile appeared on the ghost saint's face, but his body couldn't help but tense, his palm was weak, and a cone-shaped weapon appeared in his left hand, and a small hammer also appeared in his right hand.

"You are really so bold, you even dare to use the spirit treasure of the original immortal, the thunder and lightning cone! Heavenly Court's standard weapons also dare to be sold at will, do you really think that Heavenly Court doesn't know about you?" Jin Yanzhen glanced at the weapon in the hand of the Ghost Saint, and his face showed a look of jealousy.

"What do you know! You can't go to the lower realm, what can they do to me! You have already committed the taboo of the upper realm by going to the lower realm privately, I'm afraid your Five Elements Immortal Sect will also be implicated!"

"Hmph! This realm is the root of my Five Elements Immortal Sect, our Five Elements Immortal Sect has something important to return, this is the default rule of the upper realm, what's wrong? But you, dare to destroy my Five Elements Immortal Sect's subordinate sect Water Spirit Holy Sect, it is really bold!" Jin Yanzhen's voice became deeper and lower, and a faint golden flame began to rise around this Dharma body.

"It's just a Dharma Body, and I dare to make a big deal of nonsense here, see if I don't blast your Dharma Body into ashes!" The small hammer in the Ghost Saint's hand thundered and lightning, smashing towards the top of the small cone.

"Boom!" A thick bolt of thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, blasting towards the Dharma Body in the sky.