The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Zhao Yuanlang said nothing, but just looked at the saints coldly. The saints understood that he was still not convinced, so they surrounded him from all sides.

Suddenly, the white banner in Zhao Yuanlang's hand was shaken violently. The sky and the earth changed color. The entire thirty-three heavens were filled with corrupt and chaotic energy. Countless curses swarmed out from the white banner and rushed towards the Five Saints.

Laozi and the others frowned and easily used merit to isolate these curses and corrupt energies. They felt that Zhao Yuanlang had run out of tricks now.

As Zhao Yuanlang shook the white flag more and more violently, they soon discovered that something unexpected had happened. Their auspicious clouds were shattered, their luck was fading, and they even found that they could not communicate with the divine thoughts stored in the Heavenly Dao as before!

Nuwa, the weakest, was horrified. It would be terrible if a saint could not communicate with the divine thoughts stored in the Heavenly Dao. Unable to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, the divine thoughts could not be stored in the Heavenly Dao, and he might even lose his sainthood.

“Hahahaha! Please everyone, appreciate this move of mine. This banner is called the Six Soul Banner. Your names and your hair are written on it. It uses faith as a sharp sword and curses as poison. It will block your sainthood and cut off your divine thoughts that reside in the Heavenly Dao. Let’s see how you can fight me!”

Laozi and the others were horrified. Is Zhao Yuanlang crazy? Where did he find such a crazy weapon?

There was no time to lose, they all attacked, but Zhao Yuanlang remained unmoved and took their attacks with his whole body. Countless blood spurted out of his mouth, but Zhao Yuanlang skillfully sprayed it into the shaking Six Soul Banner in his hand.

"Not good! He is using us to offer a blood sacrifice to the Six Soul Banner to increase its power. Quick! Hit the Six Soul Banner and destroy it!" Laozi is worthy of being the most advanced among all the saints, and he noticed this situation.

The saints hurriedly controlled their magic weapons to attack the Six Soul Banner in Zhao Yuanlang's hand. Zhao Yuanlang skillfully waved the Six Soul Banner to avoid the attacking magic weapon, which made the saints frown.

The saints sighed in their hearts. They had to admit that although Zhao Yuanlang's cultivation was at the second level among the saints, his martial arts should be ranked first to be honest. They had not noticed it before, but now they found that any magic weapon could be used very smoothly in his hands.

The saints were not discouraged. They continued to launch attacks, and countless stars in the entire thirty-three heavens were shattered and energy overflowed.

While the saints were still fighting, they suddenly saw thousands of auspicious clouds, thousands of auspicious auras, and strange fragrances coming from the south, and a Taoist priest came with a bamboo branch in his hand.

"Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I understand the truth of Taoism on my futon; beyond the universe, I shall be the master of the religion. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, and the two yin and yang and four images followed; one Tao passed on to three friends, and the two religions were divided into Chan and Jie. The leader of the Xuanmen, one Qi transformed into Hongjun."

When the saints saw Hongjun coming, they quickly stopped fighting and saluted him.

"Disciple Laozi | Yuanshi | Tongtian...May the teacher live forever! I didn't know the teacher was coming, and I didn't come to greet him. I hope you will forgive me!"

Hongjun didn't say anything. He frowned and looked at Zhao Yuanlang who was holding the Six Soul Banner: "Fool, idiot, why did you sacrifice this thing and hurt your fellow disciples' Dao Fruit!"

"Teacher, I didn't mean to do that. You can tell the whole story after you calculate it. It's not me who hurt anyone, but I was being unreasonable with Yuanshi and the others, not caring about being brothers. What's more hateful is that the two people in the West stirred up the relationship between the three of us brothers and tried to split our sect. They teamed up to bully us. Please understand!"

After hearing what Zhao Yuanlang said, Laozi and Yuanshi's faces turned pale, while Zhunti and Jieyin's faces changed drastically, and they didn't dare to look directly into Hongjun's inhuman eyes.

After a while, Hongjun, who had finished calculating, frowned and looked at Laozi and Hongjun, and then looked at Zhao Yuanlang: "Fool, they are indeed at fault this time, but you should not have sacrificed such a dangerous thing. It is against the will of heaven to cut off their sainthood for such a small matter."

"Teacher, if they can do it on the first day, why can't I do it on the fifteenth? They bullied me too much. The five of them surrounded and beat me up. I can't resist! Am I going to lose face for nothing and watch my disciples being bullied or even die?"

Hongjun frowned and looked at Zhao Yuanlang. This kid actually dared to contradict him. Saints like Laozi had already been shocked by Zhao Yuanlang's words. He was truly a man who feared nothing.

"Then how are you going to solve this problem?"

"Teacher! I think from now on, there will be no three religions. The Human and Chan religions are one family, and I am the Jie religion. Although we are all Taoists, we will no longer have the friendship of fellow disciples, and there will no longer be Pangu and the Three Pure Ones! The death of each disciple in a fight is up to fate!"

Zhao Yuanlang's words shocked Laozi and Yuanshi greatly. Laozi even shouted urgently: "Tongtian, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Am I talking nonsense? Our friendship has ceased since you and the two saints from the West bullied me. We are brothers. Pangu's original spirit was divided into three parts. We are close to each other. You are bullying your brothers for the sake of the fortune of the great sect. How can this be justified under the law of heaven? Since you don't regard me as a brother, how can I regard you as my brothers?"

Zhao Yuanlang's words almost choked Laozi and Yuanshi to death. They knew they were in the wrong and couldn't refute.

"Shan, since you have made the decision, let's do it this way!" Hongjun didn't know what he was thinking, and it took him a long time to nod in agreement.

When Hongjun finished saying this, Laozi and Tongtian felt their luck slipping away with embarrassed expressions, and Zhao Yuanlang's luck slipped away even more.

"As for the two saints in the West, they are meddling in the affairs of the East. I will put all their disciples on the list to let them learn from their mistakes!"

Zhao Yuanlang's words were so vicious that Jie Yin and Zhunti's expressions changed drastically, especially Zhunti: "Tongtian, you are really not worthy of being a human being."

"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Hongjun actually agreed, which made Zhunti and Jieyin look miserable in an instant.

"As for Nuwa, both of us have made mistakes. I won't care about it." Zhao Yuanlang glanced at Nuwa and shook his head generously.

"But. What about you?" Hongjun looked at the Six Soul Banner in Zhao Yuanlang's hand.

"I hand over the Six Soul Banner to my teacher. I, Tongtian, hereby voluntarily cut off the Heavenly Dao Fruition. From now on, there will be no more Tongtian Saints! Behead!"

Zhao Yuanlang's words shocked all the saints. They saw Zhao Yuanlang exert force instantly, and in the chaos, it seemed as if a strong wind blew and enveloped Zhao Yuanlang. When Zhao Yuanlang appeared in front of everyone, his aura was only at the level of a sub-saint. He really lost his sainthood.

"Teacher, this primordial purple energy was bestowed by you in the beginning. However, since I have made a mistake, I will return this primordial purple energy to you, Master."

Hongjun looked at the primordial purple energy calmly: "Fool, what is given to you is yours, what are you doing?"

"Teacher, this is my punishment. I am confident that I can become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian without this Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

"Is that so? Since that's what you want, then it's approved. All right, all of you retreat. The Conferred God Tribulation has already arrived, so go!"

Soon, everyone disappeared outside the thirty-three heavens.

It was no small matter for Zhao Yuanlang to take away the holy throne. The sky and earth of the prehistoric continent changed color, and it was still raining blood. Many disciples knelt outside the hall.

Zhao Yuanlang sighed and took a look at his system.

Lives: 4.9 million (4271.4 billion)

True essence: 0.52 billion (1394.4 billion) Mana: 0.74 billion (3234.3 billion)

Physical fitness: 0.63 billion (4122.9 billion) Strength: 0.77 billion (4614.4 billion)

Agility: 0.97 billion (2943.2 billion) Intelligence: 0.48 billion (1541.2 billion)

prestige:

Faith Points:

Strength evaluation: God King Perfection (Original God Perfection)

Is it so magical? The damn system actually returned to its original state when I fell from the sainthood. This is too magical.

Zhao Yuanlang couldn't help but want to study his own system carefully, but looking at the disciples kneeling outside the door, he finally decided to ask them to come in.