Chatper 1852 (2/2)

"hateful!"

Qing Mingzi's face was ugly, and his injuries were relatively minor, which could be ignored. However, as the owner of Qingming Dao Palace, as a well-known saint-level power in the immortal world, he could not accept that he was humiliated like this.

Being beaten and falling down, isn't that humiliation?

"Cough cough!"

Unlike Qing Mingzi, Monkey King Buddha's condition is slightly worse, a few strands of blood can be seen on his nose and mouth, his face is even more ugly than Qing Mingzi, and his eyes are about to spit fire.

Because, he not only suffered humiliation, but also suffered serious internal injuries.

Even Qing Mingzi shot with him, offsetting part of his strength, otherwise Yang Xuan's foot would be enough to seriously injure him, and even destroy him on the spot.

"What saint? It's almost vulnerable. If you wait for your skills to stop here, then you can save your life."

Yang Xuan's voice was like thunder, his domineering attitude and disdainful expression deeply shocked countless Taoist cultivators. How could anyone have such a powerful strength at Yang Xuan's age?

Yang Xuan's strength was obvious to all and deeply shocked.

"It's really too strong, no wonder the old master said that he is old, and the rise and fall of Taoism in the future can only rely on Young Sage Yang Xuan." Originally, when Li Wuyou said this, Daomingzi still Some disagree.

In any case, Yang Xuan is still young, even if he has reached the emperor realm, but from the emperor realm to the holy realm, it often takes a long time to settle, and it is difficult to achieve it overnight.

But now, Yang Xuan has not only done it, but he can also overwhelm the two saints Qingmingzi and Qitian Buddha when he first entered the holy realm, so his strength and growth rate are extraordinary.

"Hee hee, great, Yang Xuan quickly help me kill that demon monk." Wu Lingyan couldn't hide the joy on her face, and shouted loudly to Yang Xuan who was outside Wangyou Guan, dancing and dancing.

"It's too cheap to kill him. I want to save him, make me your slave, and drive you forever." Yang Xuan said.

"Okay, let's do that."

Wu Lingyan nodded, it was also a good thing for her to have a saint as her servant, and she had no reason to refuse.

"The arrogant junior also wants to save the old man. Do you think you have that ability?" When Buddha Saint Qi Tian heard Yang Xuan's words, his old face was as ferocious as a ghost, and there was no trace of the eminent monk who had been pretending to be enlightened, with kind-hearted eyebrows.

"Qi Tian also came from Buddhism, boy, don't you think it's a little too whimsical?" At this moment, Qing Mingzi also felt that Yang Xuan was a little too conceited.

"I also dabble in the secret arts of Buddhism, and it just so happens that the secret arts I have mastered can be used to save all spirits."

Yang Xuan sneered, and stepped down again. This foot was impartial, just aimed at Qing Mingzi. As soon as Qing Mingzi saw the big foot coming from the whistling, his body instinctively moved out, and no longer dared to dare. Fight with Yang Xuan.

And this is exactly what Yang Xuan wanted. With Qing Mingzi on his side, it was really not an easy task for him to save the Buddha.

"No, this son's target is me!"

Buddha Saint Qitian had sharp eyes, and when he saw Yang Xuan who suddenly looked at him, he immediately felt a little horrified. He was more willing to die in battle than to be humanized and become a servant of others.

"Pseudo-Buddha, isn't it that I can't save you? Then you have to take a good look and see if I can do what I say."

Yang Xuan uttered the sound of thunder, and every word he uttered turned into golden mysterious runes, with a mysterious and inexplicable aura, swirling towards the Buddha Saint Qitian.