Hong Hoang: Start telling Hau Tho's fate

He said slowly: "Three senior brothers, we only brought six disciples, this martial arts theory can't all disciples come!

Taiqing asked, "What do you want to do with the junior disciple?"

and the guide replied, "We each sent the strongest one of the sects to conduct martial arts, and we competed.

Sanqing made eye contact, and finally Taiqing said: "Then according to the advice of the junior brother, it is only a match." "

It is reasonable for Sanqing to agree, after all, the Western Sect does not say that the cultivation is inferior to the disciples of the Three Sects, and the magic weapon is not of the same level, and it is impossible for the Western Sect to win no matter what.

Therefore, according to the proposal of the introduction, Sanqing also felt that it didn't matter.

The guide said slowly: "Jin Chanzi, you go!" Jin Chanzi

bowed his head slightly and slowly walked out of the ranks.

With every step he took, the aura on his body began to soar.

When he walked to the middle of the crowd, the aura on his body was already in the early stage of quasi-sainthood, and he no longer concealed it at all.

"How is that possible... He is actually a quasi-saint

?" "This is impossible! Our three sects have not yet produced a quasi-saint, but the disciples of the Western sect actually have a quasi-saint

?" "Why didn't you see his cultivation before? Could it be some kind of practice to hide

his cultivation?" "No! It was the saint himself who covered him, so no one saw his true cultivation, in order to defeat us in the martial arts.

"This is too insidious, isn't it! The Western Sect is really shameless!"

"......"

When the quasi-saint cultivation of the golden cicada was completely exposed, the disciples of the three sects were completely stunned, they didn't think that the disciples of the Western Sect would produce a quasi-saint.

At this moment, the Saint Sect had just been established not long ago, so the disciples had not yet reached the level of quasi-saint.

Even if he was a quasi-saint, the disciples of the three sects also felt that the Western Sect would be left behind, but they didn't expect that the little-known chief disciple of the Western Sect, Jin Chanzi, was actually in the early stage of the quasi-saint.

Sanqing's face is also a little difficult to look at at the moment, and the two old yin comparisons of the introduction and Zhun Ti are clearly here to pit them this time!

In order to win once, he actually spent a lot of effort to cover the heavens for a disciple and temporarily hide his cultivation.

The strongest person in the teachings, but in front of the quasi-saints, he is completely killed in seconds.

At this moment, many eyes fell on Lu Tianji.

After all, he had defeated Senior Brother Duobao and Senior Brother Guangchengzi so easily before, although he was also a great Luo, was it possible to fight with the Quasi-Saint Early Stage?

Tongtian also asked in a low voice: "Lu Tian'er, do you have the confidence to fight with the Golden Cicada?"

Lu Tianji replied without hesitation: "I can't beat the Quasi-Saint."

Lu Tianji directly refused, not that he really couldn't fight, he hadn't tried, and he didn't know if he could win, with his means, maybe there were some opportunities.

But even if he could win, why would he fight Jin Chanzi? Jin Chanzi

was his person!

In the Dao discussion just now, Lu Tianji had already shown himself and had been recognized by the disciples of the Three Sects, and in addition, he had already left a deep impression in the minds of the disciples of the Three Sects by defeating Duobao Dao and Guang Chengzi.

After this time, he will inevitably become famous among the three religions! Therefore,

there is no need to do anything more.

It doesn't matter if the Western religion wins, or if the three religions win.

People are quasi-saints, I'm just a big Luo, I can't

beat it! This has something to do with me?

Tongtian bowed slightly, and didn't continue to ask, it's normal for Da Luo to not be able to beat a quasi-saint, and there is nothing to ask.

Anyway, the loss of face is also the loss of face of the three sects, and it is not only him who intercepts the sect and loses face, and there is no need to let a big Luo go to fight the quasi-saint, the chance of winning is too small.

"Poor monk Jin Chanzi, who of the disciples of the Three Sects dares to fight?" At

this moment, Jin Chanzi was full of Buddha rhyme, and the whole person exuded a faint golden light, looking like a real Buddha had descended into the world, and his aura was very powerful.

The domineering voice of the golden cicada spread, and the millions of disciples of the Three Sects were silent, and the audience was silent!

This kind of silence was as if three big mouths hit Sanqing's face directly.

What a shame it is that so many outstanding disciples are being pressed down by a single disciple of the Western Sect and dare not speak?

The golden cicada stood in the very middle, without sorrow or joy.

The expression is neither arrogant nor contemptuous, just very calm.

He saw that Lu Tianji's predecessors had no intention of making a move, so he was already relieved.

As long as Lu Tianji's predecessors didn't make a move, he didn't care about the rest of the three sect disciples at all.

"Hahaha, who should I be! Now that even the Western Sect dares to come

to Kunlun Mountain to spread wild?" As a loud laugh spread throughout Kunlun Mountain, a streamer of light flew from other peaks to Taiqing Mountain, and a white-bearded and bald Taoist appeared in front of Xuandu.

The aura of the early stage of the quasi-saint was exposed, and under the collision of the breath, he did not lose the golden cicada at all.

"Senior Brother Antarctic Immortal Weng is here, haha, I didn't expect that Senior Brother has already attained the Dao Quasi-Saint, and he is worthy of being the chief disciple of my Sect Exposition.

"It is rumored that Senior Brother Antarctic Immortal Weng was already a Enlightened Great Luo Perfection 500,000 years ago, and he has been in retreat to attack the quasi-saints, but I didn't expect to succeed so quickly. "

Haha, now my three sects also have quasi-saints, are you afraid that the Western sect will not succeed?"

"Senior Brother Antarctic Immortal Weng is mighty, hurry up and suppress that golden cicada, Yang My Three Sects are prestigious!"

"......"

The person who came was the chief disciple of the Antarctic Immortal Weng.

The eldest disciple of the exposition is the Antarctic Immortal, and the second disciple is Yun Zhongzi.

Although the status of the Twelve Golden Immortals is also high, it is not as high as these two disciples who first entered the teaching.

Although Xuandu is the chief disciple of the three sects, Xuandu is worse than his feet after all, and his cultivation is relatively late, so it is normal for the Antarctic Immortal Weng to be a quasi-saint before Xuandu.

Seeing that there is a quasi-saint in the exposition, the two saints in the West also changed their complexions, although the golden cicada is a quasi-saint, but he has not been tested in terms of combat power, and I don't know how he is actually fighting.

Therefore, seeing that the Antarctic Immortal Weng has been quasi-saint, the two saints in the West are also bottomless in their hearts.

Although you don't lose if you lose, you don't want to lose if you win.

In the face of the surging disciples of the Three Sects and the Antarctic Immortal who had just achieved the Quasi-Saint Will, the golden cicada was always very calm.

Jin Chanzi just said lightly: "This is very good, if there is no quasi-saint, it will be boring, and the poor monk will have a discussion with the Antarctic Immortal Weng Daoyou." The

Antarctic Immortal Weng sneered: "You Western Sects dare to come to our Kunlun Mountain to participate in the Three Religions Conference, is it true that there is no one in our Three Sects? "

The Antarctic Immortal Weng spoke very arrogantly, even if the two Western saints were present, they didn't give face at all, after all, the consensus of the flood was that the two Western saints were not as good as the Sanqing, and they were also the junior disciples of the Sanqing, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng had nothing to fear.

"Amitabha, the poor monk made the first move......