Cultivation of Immortals Summoning the Three Realms

Chapter 410 The Desperate Kunlun Xu!

As soon as Lao Tzu's words fell, the monks onlookers exclaimed again, just because they found that the cultivation of the four was not simple.

Among the four saints, there is one saint who is in harmony with the way, and there are three half-steps in harmony. Such a team cannot be ignored in any place.

The leading sage of the unnamed holy mountain looked back and felt a chill down his spine.

Especially after seeing Lao Tzu, his face was no longer as excited as before.

A saint at the level of harmony is comparable to two half-step unity saints. Among the twenty or so saints, there are less than ten half-step unity saints. If these four people join the battle group, their advantages will be huge. Much less, and can no longer be surrounded and killed like before.

"Junior Brothers, quickly encircle and kill them. Even if we add the four of them, there are only twelve saints in total. Our number is twice as many as theirs, and it is more than enough to kill them." The leader forced his team to be brave.

"That's right, kill!" A saint among them echoed.

Soon more than [-] saints fought with the eight saints from Buzhou Xianshan, and then Lao Tzu and the others joined the battle group.

At this point, the blood cloud rolled, the thunder flickered, and the battle broke out!

However, at this time and space, there was another voice,
"More than enough? I really think highly of myself!" The same words came from above again.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuangzi and Queen Mother Xi appeared in the air with Suzaku.

Without saying a word, Zhuangzi turned into a colorful butterfly and joined the battle group.

The same is true of the Queen Mother of the West. She stood on the back of Suzaku and directly killed the saints in the nameless holy mountain.

"..." The cultivators onlookers were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

If they read correctly, another Hedao and a half-step Hedao joined the battle group just now, obviously they are also from Kunlun Xu.

"My dear, how many saints are there in Kunlun Xu hiding here?"

It was only at this time that some of the onlookers realized Kunlunxu's true strength.

Originally, they thought that although Kunlun Xu was powerful, he was still inferior to the Wuming Holy Mountain. They didn't expect to see him today, but they found that Kunlunxu's strength was not weaker than the Wuming Holy Mountain at all.

At this moment, the leading saint who was already in the battle group had already started to complain secretly, and he knew that he had underestimated the strength of Buzhou Xianshan as soon as he fought.

Although he is also a half-step saint, the Donghuang Taiyi who fought against him is not weaker than him at all, and even stronger.

Now the only ones who can defeat are ordinary saints like Zou Yan, Liezi, Bian Que and so on.

However, with the addition of saints who have the same way, everything will be different again, and ordinary saints in the nameless holy mountain will be threatened even more.

"Juniors, pick the soft ones first!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader decided to destroy the ordinary saints in Buzhou Xianshan first.

"Yes, brother!" Some saints surrounded Zou Yan, Liezi, Baihu, Bian Que and others.

For a while, the pressure on the four ordinary saints who were not around Xianshan increased greatly.

They were okay one-on-one, but now facing the siege of more than three saints, they suddenly felt a little flustered.

After Laozi, Zhuangzi, Queen Mother of the West and others saw it, they rushed to help, but they were blocked by five or six saints.

Although Kunlun Xu is already on par with the Wuming Holy Mountain in terms of combat power, it is still far behind in terms of numbers.

The saints from Donghuang Taiyi and other Buzhou Immortal Mountains attacked more and more fiercely. They wanted to get close to Zou Yan and other saints, but every time there were always saints from Unnamed Holy Mountain blocking them, preventing them from approaching.

"How courageous!" Wuming Shengshan's actions completely angered the old and Zhuang combination.

After the two of them looked at each other, they displayed their strongest supernatural powers one after another.

Laozi's jade hand smashed down like a mountain, wishing to kill all the cultivators of the nameless holy mountain here.

After Zhuangzi turned into a butterfly, he flapped his wings very fast, and soon an ordinary saint was injured by the tearing force of space. It seemed that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

Donghuang Taiyi and Minghe Patriarch also used the strongest means to make their opponents back again and again, but it would take a while to kill them.

However, the ordinary saints in the Immortal Mountains in Zhouzhou have been forced to become more and more dangerous.

Zou Yan and Liezi had serious injuries, but Bian Que was better. As a medical saint, although his combat power was not strong, his healing ability was indeed terrifying.

"Junior brothers, work harder, they can't hold on any longer!"

The leading saint from Wuming Xianshan spoke out again. He firmly believed that as long as those ordinary saints were eliminated, everything would be fine.

This time, even Lao Tzu and others began to worry about the safety of Zou Yan and others.
Although they can also destroy their opponents, losing their own manpower here will always make people uncomfortable.

Fortunately, at this moment, two more figures appeared in the sky, they were Suirenshi and Huaxushi who had been staying in Kunlun Xu.

"God has the virtue of being good at life. Since you are self-destructing, don't blame me for being rude!"

After Suirenshi saw the situation at the Eight Gates, he said something coldly, bursting out an aura that belonged to the ancient times.

The same is true for Hua Xu. Although she is a woman, her aura is not weak at all, and she is even a relatively strong existence among the saints of the way.

"My God? What else?" The cultivators watching the battle were completely dumbfounded.

Those cultivators who had previously bet on Kunlun Xuhui even quietly withdrew their bets.

What a joke, this is an unfair fight, there is no need to open the market at all, they thought in their hearts.

For the last two who appeared, they could clearly feel that although they were also saints who were in the same way, they were much stronger than the average ones. It would not be a problem for one person to fight three saints who were half-step in the way.

"Today is really an eye-opener. Kunlunxu is really too strong, so strong that it makes people despair."

A monk couldn't help but speak, this is what he said in his heart, without any flattery.

And when he said this sentence, the surrounding monks nodded in agreement.

Because after Suirenshi and Huaxushi joined the battle group, the situation changed immediately.

Zou Yan was about to fall, but at the most critical moment, Suirenshi fell in front of him.

With just one punch, the killing blow was resolved invisibly.

Not only that, but he punched back immediately, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and he chased and killed the three saints.

The situation on Liezi's side was similar, Hua Xu did the same thing as Suiren, and she also started chasing and killing three ordinary saints.

And Zou Yan and Liezi, who had freed up their hands, were not idle, and immediately got closer to Bian Que and Bai Hu, forming a small group, barely able to draw with the opposite saint.

In this way, Kunlunxu completely gained the upper hand, and the four saints of the Dao level made a move, how could ordinary saints be able to resist it.

In less than half an hour, a saint finally fell again,

Not surprisingly, this was a man from the Unnamed Holy Mountain who died under the jade palm of Lao Tzu.

"Junior Brother!" After seeing this scene, the leading sage was furious with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

They were the ones who made the first move, and now they are to blame for being wiped out. Besides, is there any reason in the world that they can't fight back?

If he wants to hate now, he can only hate his own master, the Patriarch Baimei,
Why do you want to fight against Kunlun, and ask the Lord to provoke them, and even mobilize all the saints to come here to die.

Soon there was the first one, and there was the second one. Under the flapping of the wings of the colorful butterfly, another saint fell to the Eight Gates.

The death of the two saints blew the clarion call for the demise of the nameless holy mountain.

(End of this chapter)