All kidding aside, Rocks really asked me to be the captain!

Chapter 501 A realm above Saints?

"teacher!"

The Jie Yin Saint who was attacking crazily suddenly felt his hair stand on end. He sensed the real master of the Zixiao Palace!

The breath of ancestor Hongjun!

That cold, ruthless thing that can control everything!

Even the saints of heaven are under his jurisdiction and he is the true ancestor of Taoism!

"Stop it~"

In the nine heavens above the paradise, a figure suddenly appeared, with auspicious clouds swirling around him and purple energy flowing into his body. Although the figure was clearly before his eyes, it was vague and there was no trace of it.

Patriarch Hongjun had no expression on his face, and just spoke softly to the guiding saint.

The Saint Jie Yin was stunned when he heard this, "Teacher, I will not forgive this unruly bastard!"

Patriarch Hongjun shook his head and said, "I have my own considerations. Heaven has its own destiny. You can't defeat him..."

At this moment, the Saint Jie Yin felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

But in front of Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, he did not dare to lose his temper.

After a moment's silence, the Saint Jie Yin could only bow with a sad face and silently prepare to leave.

"Follow Daozu's order!"

Seeing Jie Yin's obedient behavior, Patriarch Hongjun nodded in satisfaction, and then spoke again: "Let's just forget about this catastrophe~"

"Disciple understands!" The Saint Jie Yin sighed in his heart and dared not say more.

Since the teacher has already said this, his opinion is naturally not needed.

"The rise of the West is an inevitable trend, just wait and see..."

Looking at the depressed Jie Yin, Patriarch Hongjun finally gave some words of comfort.

After the words fell, the Saint Jie Yin prepared to leave.

Patriarch Hongjun also looked at Chonglou with eyes without any emotion.

"You are a casual cultivator from the lower realm, who was fortunate enough to enter the Saint Realm. I haven't paid much attention to you in the past few days. From now on, you should cultivate well and stop fighting!"

Upon hearing this, Chonglou looked at the hatred in the eyes of the Saint Jie Yin beside him.

There was a chill in his eyes, without the slightest hesitation!

The huge palm with the power of Hunyuan and the tremendous holy power made a sharp whistling sound and bypassed the position of Patriarch Hongjun!

In an instant, he rushed in front of the Saint Jie Yin and fiercely struck his miserable face!

Boom!

The sound was shocking, and the power of the Hunyuan body was completely irresistible!

The terrifying force not only twisted and deformed the head of the Saint Jie Yin, but also blew it into pieces on the spot!

Even his fragile body cracked like porcelain, and the golden holy blood flowed to the ground, nourishing the revival of all things!

"You...teacher..."

The Saint Jie Yin looked at his ancestor Hongjun in disbelief as he had no reaction, or rather, did not want to pay any attention to him at all.

After his body with an unwilling look on his face turned into nothingness, the soul of the Guiding Saint was once again born from the Heavenly Dao.

At the same time, the scene of the two Heavenly Saints, Jie Yin Saint and Zhunti Saint, falling together also directly shocked the Heavenly Dao!

Suddenly, dense golden raindrops fell throughout the Tianxuan Continent, which was unknown how far away it was.

It seemed as if Heaven was also mourning for him.

"Young man, do you really not take me seriously?"

Patriarch Hongjun asked Chonglou in a calm tone.

A jade butterfly with a chip on it floated around him.

Chonglou felt a strong sense of oppression and was almost instantly crushed to the ground by the momentum, unable to move!

However, since he is an incarnation himself, he naturally does not need to worry about death.

When he died, he simply turned into a formless thought and returned to his original body.

"Since Daozu has made his decision, what else is there to ask? Just do it! If you don't kill me, sooner or later I will kill you!"

Chonglou had a grim expression and was filled with murderous intent, which was completely unlike the temperament a saint should have.

It is quite similar to the witch tribe of the past.

“Interesting~”

Patriarch Hongjun showed a long-lost smile.

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