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But if you think about it carefully, it is actually inevitable, after all, the three Qing Dynasty have their own people, expound and intercept the inheritance of the three religions, and they can't always be under one roof, right?

Therefore, the three of them are separated but their feelings remain the same, at least for now, they have no conflict. Yao Chi, Yao Ji, Xi and the three of them flew towards the Feng clan, speaking of which, Feng Ling'er, as the head of the clan, naturally had to shoulder a lot. But when they arrived, they found an irritating scene.

Pick-up and Zhun Ti were laughing, surrounded by bloody battlefields.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, are you alright?"

The Great Life Master, the Nine Heavens Xuannu and the others looked anxious, and they held the seriously injured Feng Ling'er and looked at the two saints in the west as if they were enemies of life and death. It turned out that they held themselves saints, and they wanted to forcibly take away a group of masters in the Feng Clan.

Compared with those scattered cultivators, the masters of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans are not many, and they are not strong.

They have an enmity with Haotian, and this Feng clan will suffer today. Feng Ling'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and reprimanded: "Lead, Zhun Ti, you are in vain as a mixed yuan saint!"

"When my husband is sanctified, he will definitely fight with you endlessly, and you Western Sect don't want to be peaceful!"

The smile of the guide and Zhun Ti stopped, if it was Haotian alone, then they were not afraid, but if the Western Sect was involved, it would be troublesome. Buddhism is related to their aspirations, their net worth and life, and they must not have an accident, and their eyes are sharpened when they think of this.

The coercion of the saint is getting heavier and heavier, and the murderous aura that is faintly permeating is suffocating.

Just when Feng Ling'er and the Nine Heavens Xuannu were about to fight to the death, their voices sounded: "Slow!". Yao Chi, Yao Ji, and Xi He fell from the sky, holding magic weapons in their hands.

"Bundle!"

Two golden lights flashed, and Nuwa, dressed in a noble palace dress, and a serious Tongtian Daoist appeared. I saw that they were staring at the two saints of the West unkindly, and their position was very clear.

Everyone was overjoyed, but Yaochi and Xihe looked at Nuwa's back and had complicated hearts.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti felt a huge pressure, glanced at each other, and said in a deep voice: "Two Taoist friends, do you have to wade into this troubled water?"

"Hmph, you two are so shameless!" Nuwa's face was mocking, but she didn't take them to heart at all, and said leisurely: "Haotian is our sister's husband, and this matter is well known. You took advantage of my husband's retreat to provoke the Feng clan, do you really think that you are the first in the flood wilderness?"

"Yes!"

At this time, Tongtian also agreed: "In the future, Haotian Daoist friends will be sanctified, and I will trap the two saints in the West in Sanqing, as long as you destroy Buddhism and destroy his Taoism, Heavenly Dao will clean them up!"

"You.... Don't overdo it!!"

Well, these two were really scared, and the monk couldn't run away from the temple. If people really join forces, although they can't kill them, they can still destroy the Buddha Gate. Nuwa smiled and said, "You know you're scared, now heal all the casualties, and then, get out!!."

The faces of the leading and quasi-lifting qi were red, but they didn't dare to fight!

If they are entangled by Nuwa and Tongtian, and the others go to destroy Buddhism, it will be useless to cry at that time. The two gritted their teeth and used their mana to recover all the casualties.

He glanced at a few people with hatred, turned into golden light and disappeared.

The people present breathed a sigh of relief, they were not fools, even if Nuwa and Tongtian could help once, they couldn't help every time. Not to mention anything that ruins Buddhism, when the time comes, they will die even more. That big cause and effect is not something they can afford.

Tongtian said goodbye and left, Nuwa, Yaochi, Xihe and others looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the Feng clan hand in hand.

Speaking of which, they are all a family, what threshold can they not pass? Talking about Haotian, several people can't help but say, although this guy is hateful, he can't hate it.

Wu clan, heavenly prison.

In a cell, Long Hao was lying on the ground bored, the patriarch of the dragon clan in the past, and the prisoner of today's steps. Not to mention that it was a big blow to him who was pampered, but he also knew that he was burning high incense if he didn't die. If Haotian hadn't seen his sister's face, he would have been slaughtered long ago.

But today, two uninvited guests were ushered in.

"Long Hao, do you want to go out?" Jie and Zhun Ti appeared out of thin air, smiling, but there was a trace of wisdom hidden in the depths of his eyes. Seeing that it was them, Long Hao hurriedly knelt down and saluted:

"See the two saints, Long Hao doesn't know that the saint's advent ceremony is not good, and he still looks at Haihan!"

Zhun Ti smiled and said, "My senior brother and I noticed that the patriarch was imprisoned here to rescue us, and I thought that during the Dragon Han period, we also had some relationship with the Dragon Clan. It just so happened that not long after the establishment of the religion, we sent the patriarch back to purify all sentient beings, this is a great blessing, the patriarch must grasp it well!"

The threat is too obvious.

However, with Long Hao's identity, there is really no need for the Second Sage of the West to go around in circles with him. Long Hao felt bitter in his heart, purifying all sentient beings?

But if he doesn't agree, I'm afraid the body will be separated in the next second. Long Hao sighed in his heart and said: "The saint's preaching is the blessing of my dragon clan, and if I can go out, I will definitely praise it!"

Pick up and put on a smile at each other, count yourself as a kid.

Half an hour later

When Hou Yi and Feng Bo arrived, it was already empty, and they gritted their teeth with hatred. Haotian and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all in retreat, but they had even lost their prisoners, how would they explain when the time came? At this time, the two sages of the West had been respectfully entertained by the Dragon Mother, and they were summoned to listen to the sermon.

Even if he is unwilling in his heart, everything is a joke in the face of absolute power.

.........

Time flies, and soon 8,000 years have passed.

Haotian retreat, the twelve ancestors and witches retreat, Yaochi, Yaoji, Xihe, Feng Ling'er retreat, and even the great powers of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court have also retreated. Only a group of soldiers were left in the training and formation, and time passed quickly.

"Shu Xiao, are you awake?"

Little Lori's surprised voice came, and in the chaotic space, Haotian opened his eyes and flashed a trace of busyness. He pinched his fingers and calculated: "It's been 8,000 years, it's time to go out!". After finishing speaking, he saw that little Lori's mood was a little low, so he comforted: "Fool, as long as I sleep at night, I will come in and see you!"

"Really?" Little Lori was very happy, and hugged him happily when she saw Haotian nodding.

The two had a fight, Haotian left the chaotic space, and when he appeared in the Wu Clan Hall, Yaochi, Xi, and them immediately sensed it.

It was another tender and sweet relationship, and slowly ran to the bed again. Just when they were fighting, the Twelve Ancestors, Emperor Jun Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Fuxi, Kunpeng and others all tacitly got out of the customs.

Is war finally coming?

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