After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

High above, a calamity descended, and the great formation had now been breached with a huge gap.

As Xiao Wuji said, although the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which gathered the fortune of the Jie Sect, was indeed extremely powerful, it was ultimately no match for four unscrupulous Heavenly Saints.

Inside the formation, it had long since turned into a horrific battlefield of carnage.

Taiqing Laozi rode on a blue ox, his face expressionless.

With a casual toss, the Tai Chi diagram unfolded in the wind, transforming into a white jade and golden bridge spanning heaven and earth.

As the golden bridge rolled over, the core of the Tai Chi Formation collapsed instantly. Hundreds of Jiejiao disciples guarding the core were reduced to dust before they could even scream.

On the other side, Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were cold.

The Pangu Banner shook wildly in his hand, and the chaotic sword energy that tore through the primordial chaos poured down like a waterfall.

Wherever it passed, the foundations of the Yin-Yang Formation and the Four Symbols Formation were uprooted, and the earth, water, fire, and wind wantonly slaughtered the living beings within the formations.

"Yuanshi! Laozi!!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader had disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.

He unleashed countless Heaven-Slaying Sword Qi with his Qingping Sword, attempting to stop the two from killing each other.

But the four saints had already reached a tacit understanding.

The Guide Daoist stood on a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, with Buddha's light shining behind his head. His hands formed a mudra, using an impenetrable defense to hold back the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Taiqing Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun did not confront Tongtian head-on at all. Instead, they transformed into streams of light and shuttled through the formation, specifically targeting the weak points guarded by ordinary disciples.

This is a most lethal tactic of cutting off one's own flesh, making it impossible for Tongtian, who is alone, to defend against it.

The great formation was ultimately no match for a sage; its core shattered one after another, and the foundation of the Myriad Immortals Formation was gradually undermined.

Without the protection of the great formation, those outer disciples and rogue immortals and demon cultivators were as fragile as weeds in the face of the sage's aftereffects.

Disciples of the Jie Sect fell like dumplings, their severed limbs and blood raining down from the sky.

One after another, true spirits drifted out from the blood mist, accompanied by desperate cries, and were forcibly pulled away by the gravitational pull of the Fengshen Platform in the direction of Qishan.

The Jie Sect is bleeding, and its defeat is inevitable.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the northwest corner of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation finally succumbed to the sage's continuous bombardment, and a massive gaping hole, tens of thousands of feet long, was torn open.

The sunlight streamed in through the gap, but it illuminated not a path to survival, but an even more cruel abyss.

"Amitabha."

Zhunti Daoist, who had been hovering on the edge of the battle, looked at the gaping hole and the disciples of the Jie Sect falling from it, his eyes devoid of any compassion.

His greedy expression could no longer be concealed.

The Jie Sect is said to have ten thousand immortals paying homage, most of whom are demon cultivators who are spirits of birds, beasts, plants and trees.

These people are seen as sinful creatures born from moisture and eggs by the Chan sect, but in the eyes of Zhunti, they are supreme treasures that enrich the foundation of the Western sect!

"The tide has turned; you are destined to be with the West!"

The Taoist Master Zhunti was too lazy to even pretend anymore.

Why did he participate in this great calamity of the gods? It was all for the prosperity of the West. If he could convert these guys, the prosperity of the West would be just around the corner.

He manifested a golden body with twenty-four heads and eighteen arms, summoning a huge Qiankun bag with one hand and wielding the Seven Treasures Tree with the other.

"receive!"

The Qiankun Bag opened its mouth, and a gust of wind, as powerful as a reversed Milky Way, howled out.

Those severely injured and powerless demon cultivators of the Jie Sect were forcibly swept up by the gale before they even landed, and sucked into the Qiankun Bag like swallows returning to their nests.

Wu Yunxian has been kidnapped! Jin Guangxian has been kidnapped!

Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Ya Xian, and even those mortals who still had the strength to fight, all revealed their true forms under the seven-colored divine light of the Seven Treasures Tree that swept away all laws, and were ruthlessly stuffed into the bag by Zhunti.

This isn't a battle of sages; it's clearly human traffickers taking advantage of a crisis!

"You old scoundrel Zhunti! How dare you bully my disciples like this?!"

When the Tongtian Sect Leader saw this scene, his eyes widened in fury, and he was so angry that he almost went mad.

He endured the blow of the Buddhist seal from the Guide, and then swung his sword to strike Zhunti.

"Tongtian! It is the will of Heaven; the Jie Sect is destined to perish. You cannot save them!"

Yuanshi Tianzun let out a cold shout. Although he disdained Zhunti's behavior, he also knew that this was a good time to strike at the Jie Sect.

The Pangu Banner shook again, and the chaotic sword energy blocked the Tongtian Sect Leader's path, giving him no chance to rescue him.

After a thorough search, Daoist Zhunti was not satisfied; instead, his appetite grew ever larger.

His gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield, finally settling on the center of the formation like a venomous snake.

There, two beautiful figures, covered in blood, were struggling to hold on.

Golden Spirit Mother's hair was disheveled, and the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi in her hand was dim; Turtle Spirit Mother's mouth was bleeding, and the Sun and Moon Pearl had been cracked.

As the four direct disciples of the Jie Sect, they are the true backbone of the Jie Sect and the core guardians of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"If we can convert these two women and bring them back to the West, why should we worry about the flourishing of our religion?"

Zhunti's heart burned with fervor. Even if all three thousand worldly beings were combined, they couldn't compare to these two deeply rooted core disciples!

"Fellow Daoists, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless; turn back and you will find the shore!"

Zhunti, in his golden form, took a single step forward and instantly closed in on the two Holy Mothers.

He showed no mercy, and with the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand carrying the seven-colored divine light that suppressed all heavens, he fiercely swung it towards the two heavily injured Holy Mothers.

This attack sealed off all escape routes.

Not only must we break through their defenses, but we must also directly and forcibly convert their souls and lead them into the Western religion!

"dream!"

With unwavering resolve in her eyes, the Golden Spirit Mother burned her very essence, raising the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi Scepter to meet the attack.

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit also gritted her teeth, preparing to self-destruct her magical artifact and perish together with it.

But they knew in their hearts that it was all in vain.

Faced with the sage's all-out attack, the heavily injured body was simply no match for it.

The seven-colored divine light descended like a mountain crashing down, and the shadow of death enveloped them.

The two Holy Mothers had no way to avoid it and could only watch helplessly as the light magnified infinitely in their pupils, even preparing themselves for their true spirits to be listed on the list.

Just as the seven-colored divine light was about to touch the top of their heads!

"when----!!!"

A bell tolled, exploding in the center of the battlefield!

The sound of the bell was ancient and desolate, as if it could shatter the heavens, containing the boundless power of time.

From the direction of Jiepai Pass, a stream of dark yellow light tore through the rolling blood mist and crashed down in front of the two Holy Mothers, Jinling and Guiling, protecting them within it!

The gale subsided.

An ancient clock, its surface engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, stood like an insurmountable ancient mountain, blocking the path of the seven-colored divine light!

It is none other than the Chaos Bell.

It turned out that Xiao Wuji made his move at this crucial moment.

boom!

The Seven Treasures Tree, capable of brushing anything, struck the bell heavily, producing a dull thud as it was forcefully repelled by the powerful, mysterious energy!

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