Qin Feng just walked out from behind Tongtian Jiaozhu.
He walked between the three saints.
On one side is Yuanshi Tianzun, who is furious and ready to overthrow Primordial World at any time.
On one side is Tongtian Jiaozhu who is full of fighting spirit and is ready to challenge his senior brother with Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
There was another one, Grand Supreme Elder Lao, who was riding on the back of an ox, with a helpless face, as if he was having a headache for his two disobedient younger brothers.
In the entire Xi Qi battlefield, all laws, all energy, and all eyes are focused on the center of this small vortex.
The terrifying Qi machine that is enough to crush eternity and tear Qiankun apart is like billions of sacred mountains, crushing from all directions.
But Qin Feng seems to be in the warm spring breeze.
He didn't even blink, and stood calmly with his hands behind his back.
The world-destroying coercion, when it came within three feet of his body, was like encountering an invisible black hole. It was swallowed up and dissipated silently, without causing even a ripple.
This scene caused the pupils of the three saints to shrink slightly.
Tongtian Jiaozhu's face became even more stunned.
This guy really has a big secret!
The anger in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes also froze for a moment.
He actually... completely ignored the pressure of the saint from himself and Tong Tian?
How is this possible!
Even at the peak of Quasi-Saint, in the middle of the aura field where the two saints were confronting each other with all their strength, they would have been crushed into powder!
Even Grand Supreme Elder Lao, who had always been Pure and Actionless, had a trace of real curiosity in his eyes.
He could see that Qin Feng was not resisting forcefully.
Rather, those pressures that could destroy the world were actively "avoiding" him.
It is as if he himself is a higher-level "rule" that is above the pressure of the saint.
Interesting.
It's so interesting.
At the moment when the thoughts of these three saints were spinning, Qin Feng finally moved.
He did not look at anyone else, but first turned his attention to the angriest and largest Dharma Form, which was composed of endless fairy light.
His eyes were calm, indifferent, even with a hint of... consideration.
It's like looking at an ordinary artifact.
Immediately, he turned his eyes to Tongtian Jiaozhu beside him, saw the undisguised appreciation and fighting spirit in his eyes, smiled slightly, and nodded.
Finally, his eyes fell on Grand Supreme Elder Lao on the back of the cow, and he looked at those eyes for a moment that seemed to contain the birth and death of the universe.
After doing all this, Qin Feng spread his hands and looked around at the three saints.
He spoke casually in a tone that was almost like inviting neighbors to come over for tea in his own yard.
The sound was not loud, but at this moment, it clearly overwhelmed all the roaring laws and all the cracked spaces, and passed clearly into the ears of every living being and every saint present.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, Fellow Daoist Tongtian, Daoist Supreme Master."
"In the final analysis, this matter happened because of me."
"The beatings and killings are so harming and harmonious. I broke this Primordial World into pieces. If I go back to Dao Ancestor to investigate, everyone's faces will look bad, right?"
"It's better than this."
Qin Feng paused, and finally his eyes returned to Yuanshi Tianzun, whose face was the ugliest and Dharma Form's light shone the most, and he grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"You three, all give me face."
"That's it for today."
"How?"
As soon as these words came out.
The whole world seemed to have been paused by an invisible hand.
Heaven, which was wailing, stopped wailing.
The earth that was collapsing is no longer collapsing.
The Saint's coercion and sword intent, which were confronting each other, seemed to be frozen in an instant, frozen in mid-air.
Time, space, laws, energy... everything fell into a strange, absolute stillness at this moment.
Distant clouds.
The panic and panic on Twelve Golden Immortals's face are still intact.
But their thinking completely shut down at this moment.
The brain is blank.
Primordial Spirit, stopped running.
They were like stone sculptures that had been weathered for hundreds of millions of years, standing there stupidly, with their eyes bigger than copper bells and their mouths unconsciously opened, big enough to fit into a fist.
What did you hear?
What... what did I just... hear?
Give... give him some face?
Let the three Heavenly Dao Saint, Three Pure Ones Dao Ancestor give him a face?
This thought, like a Chaos Divine Thunder that exceeded the limit of understanding, exploded in their blank minds, but failed to bring out any thoughts, leaving only a deeper nothingness.
Crazy.
It's not that Qin Feng is crazy.
The world is crazy!
It's my ears that are going crazy!
It's my brain that's gone crazy!
Guang Chengzi's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because of a physiological spasm caused by a world view that was completely overturned, crushed to pieces, and then trampled to pieces with feet.
He would rather believe that he was under some unprecedented illusion than believe that what he just heard was true.
on the ground.
Wen Zhong, who had just recovered from the aftermath of the confrontation between the saints, and the Great Shang Dynasty soldiers behind him who had survived the disaster, were also in a daze.
They don't understand what a saint is or what a Daoist friend is.
But they understood "Give me some face".
That kind of tone is like buying vegetables at the vegetable market and telling the two parties in the dispute, forget it, they are all neighbors, give me, Lao Li, some face.
But now, standing there is the god among gods, the legendary supreme being World Creation!
Wen Zhong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be filled with cement, and he could not pronounce a single syllable.
He could only look up like a fool, looking at Green-robed Figure, who stood among the three gods, looking extremely small, but seemed to be more majestic than those three gods.
An unprecedented sense of absurdity and an even stronger, almost worshipful awe arose in his heart at the same time.
Is this the true immortal style?
Even the most supreme being in the world must give him face?
Compared to the strange stillness in the outside world, the reactions of the three saints were even more exciting.
Yuanshi Tianzun That majestic Dharma Form, the boiling sea of anger around him, was like being poured down on his head by a basin of ice water from under the Nine Netherworld.
The anger has not gone out.
It was just suppressed by a layer of thicker and more incredible emotions.
That emotion is called... confusion.
Pure, without a trace of impurities, the brain stops thinking... confusion.
The angry expression on his face, which was composed of fairy light and had been majestic for hundreds of millions of years, just froze.
He couldn't understand.
With his Heavenly Dao Saint wisdom and his ability to deduce the past and the future, he was completely unable to understand the scene happening in front of him.
This ant...
Why should he?
Where did he get the courage?
Where does he get the qualifications?
What is his confidence in saying this?!
What Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't accept the most was that when the words "Give me some face" rang out, his sacred heart as solid as a chaotic rock actually wavered.
It's as if there is a voice in the dark telling him that you should give him this face.
This feeling made him feel even more horrified and angry than when Tong Tian pointed Immortal-Slaying Four Swords at his nose!
And the other side.
Tongtian Jiaozhu was also stunned.
He widened his eyes and looked at the figure who needed his protection not long ago. The expression on his face could be said to change rapidly.
First, I was shocked.
This kid... why did he run out? Looking for death?
Immediately, there was shock.
He... what did he say?
Immediately afterwards, the shock turned into a sense of absurdity that made me laugh and cry.
Good guy!
I'm going to fight Orthodox Lineage and fight to the death with your second brother. Are you going to be the peacemaker? Or is this the way to go?
But in the end, all the emotions turned into an extremely strong and heartfelt appreciation.
Crazy!
This kid is so crazy!
You are even more arrogant than when you looked down upon Heavenly Court and pointed your sword at Dao Ancestor!
Not only was he crazy, he also accurately targeted the point where his second brother suffered the most and was least able to get off the stage in one sentence!
Where is the mediation here?
This is clearly a more heart-wrenching plan than my own Immortal Slaying Sword Formation!
Tongtian Jiaozhu looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma Form's wonderful expression, which turned from anger to dullness, and then from dullness to ashen expression. I almost couldn't help but laugh out loud on the spot.
He decided.
Don't speak yet.
Just look at it.
He wanted to see what other earth-shattering medicines this kid was selling in his gourd.
He even wanted to see how his second brother, who was always aloof and focused on face, would deal with this... the most outrageous and fatal problem since the establishment of Primordial World.