In the sky above Xi Qi, that crisp slap was like an indelible mark, deeply engraved in Primordial Three Realms's River of Time and Space.
The saint retreated.
They retreated in such a hasty and embarrassed manner, like a pack of frightened wild dogs.
Tongtian Jiaozhu's earth-shattering laughter echoed between heaven and earth, full of endless pleasure and comfort.
He looked at his second brother's escaping figure and felt that all the evil energy that had been accumulated in his chest for hundreds of millions of years was vomited out at this moment.
This is 10,000 times more satisfying than if he personally used Immortal-Slaying Four Swords to penetrate Chan Sect!
Qin Feng carried the Pangu Banner, which had returned to its ordinary appearance, and waved his hand casually to Tongtian Jiaozhu as a greeting.
His eyes fell on the silent battlefield below.
The Interception Sect army still maintains its formation. Every immortal and every soldier is like a frozen sculpture, with faces full of shock and enthusiasm that cannot be described in words.
And at the forefront of the army, a figure was swaying.
It's Wen Zhong.
This Grand Tutor of Yin Shang, who had survived for countless years, assisted several generations of emperors, and was accustomed to being killed by immortals and gods, was trembling violently all over at this moment.
The armor on his body made a crisp sound because of the uncontrollable trembling.
That's not fear.
It is an unparalleled excitement and awe that originates from the deepest part of the soul.
What did he see?
He saw the saint bleeding! He saw the saint being slapped in public! He saw Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, who was aloof and controlling the fate of all people, running away in a hurry like a bereaved dog!
And the person who created all of this is just one person!
The man he invited here was thought to be just a powerful backer.
"Plop!"
There was a muffled sound.
Wen Zhong Unable to hold on any longer, his knees softened and he knelt heavily on the messy land.
Immediately afterwards, this old master with white beard and hair actually performed the great ceremony of prostrating himself to the ground, which is only performed by a disciple to meet his master and a believer to worship the gods!
He knocked his forehead deeply and heavily into the soil.
"Wen Zhong..."
The old voice was filled with sobs and trembling that couldn't be resolved.
"Meet Dao Master!"
He didn't address fellow Daoists, nor did he address his seniors.
It's Dao Master!
It is the source of Tao, the end of Dharma, and the end of faith!
Hot old tears overflowed from the corners of Wen Zhong's closed eyes, instantly soaking the dust beneath him.
What he worships is no longer the backer of the Interception Sect, the support that can compete with the Chan Sect.
What he worships is a brand new... faith that is enough to subvert the entire Primordial World pattern!
"From now on, Wen Zhong is willing to serve as a pawn under Dao Master, but he will not hesitate to die as long as he is driven!"
The sonorous and powerful oath echoed on the silent battlefield, which also represented that the third-generation leader of the Interception Sect had completely staked his life and fortune, as well as the future of the Interception Sect, on Qin Feng.
Xi Qi Everything that happened on the battlefield has already passed through countless pairs of eyes paying attention to this place. It was like a twelfth-level Chaos Storm, sweeping through the entire Primordial Three Realms in just a few breaths.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Wa Palace.
The unparalleled saint Nuwa slowly stood up from the futon and walked to the palace door. His eyes penetrated endless time and space, looking in the direction of Xi Qi, and remained silent for a long time.
Her face, so beautiful that it could eclipse the heavens and the earth, is full of complexity.
There was shock and apprehension, but most of all, it was a feeling of relief... rejoicing.
Fortunately, I didn't choose to be his enemy in the first place.
Fortunately, I am on his side.
This man who can play with Heavenly Dao Saint at the palm of his hand, his existence has gone beyond the scope of what a saint can understand.
The far west, Spirit Mountain holy land.
Under Bodhi Tree, the two saints Jieyin and Zhunti have an expression of suffering on their faces that is unprecedentedly rich.
The two of them looked at each other, and both saw in each other's eyes the uncontrollable panic and... headache.
"Senior brother, this... what should we do?" Saint Zhunti always had a sad face, and the bitterness at this moment almost dripped out of Water Come.
They have planned countless Yuanhui, just waiting for Investiture of the Gods Tribulation to be opened, so that they can profit from it, transfer those destined Eastern immortals to the West, and strengthen the destiny of Buddhism.
Seeing that the plan was going smoothly, Yuanshi Tianzun had forced Interception Sect to a dead end.
Result...
Such an unreasonable Cheng Yaojin came out halfway!
The slap knocked Yuanshi Tianzun into a daze.
One flag smashed Chan Sect's face into pieces.
At the same time, the entire Investiture of the Gods Tribulation chessboard was overturned!
How to play this?
Saint Jieyin sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and rubbed his swollen eyebrows, feeling a dull pain in his own saint Dao Heart.
"This matter needs long-term consideration... long-term consideration..."
Northern Darkness Sea, the depths of the palace that are shrouded in blood Killing Intent all year round.
Ancestor Minghe looked at the figure carrying Pangu Banner in the water mirror, and felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the sky.
Without saying a word, he directly activated Magic Power, completely sealed the entrance to the Blood Sea, and issued a death order.
From today on, for a million years, Asura Clan, no one will be allowed to take half a step forward Northern Darkness!
Just kidding!
Even a saint dares to smoke Ruthless, how can he Minghe be nothing?
It's better to just be a homebody, it's important to save your life!
For a time, the entire Primordial Three Realms, whether it was the hidden Quasi-Saint Great Powers or the leaders of the major Orthodox Lineages, all had a common understanding in their hearts.
God, things have changed.
Qin Feng.
This name, before today, might have been just a rising star with a high reputation.
But after today, this name has become the biggest taboo and the most terrifying legend in the entire Primordial Three Realms!
A person who can slap Heavenly Dao Saint in public.
A Dao Proving Treasure that can steal a saint.
A mysterious and powerful man backed by two saints, Tongtian Jiaozhu and Empress Nuwa!
As for the one he created, "Goddess Immortal Alliance" was originally regarded as a joke by countless people.
At this moment, in the hearts of all Great Powers in the three realms, the weight of this name has instantly surpassed Chan Sect, surpassed Human Teachings, and even vaguely has the qualification to compete with the entire Tao sect Three Teachings!
Who dares to provoke me?
Who dares to think of this name as a joke?
I'm afraid I don't care about my own life, I'm even tougher than Yuanshi Tianzun!
And in the distant Skeleton Mountain, White Bone Cave.
Within the Immortal Alliance, there was already a boiling ocean.
Yun Xiao, Shi Ji, Chang'e, Princess Longji and other goddesses were surrounding a huge water mirror, their pretty faces were all red, and their whole bodies were trembling slightly with excitement.
They completely and completely "live broadcasted" everything that happened on the Xi Qi battlefield.
From the appearance of Qin Feng to the arrival of Three Pure Ones.
From the contempt of Yuanshi Tianzun, to the show of Pangu Banner by Qin Feng.
Then come that shocking slap on the saint's face!
Every picture is like the hottest brand, deeply engraved into their Primordial Spirit depths.
"Won...Dao Master won!"
Niangniang Shi Ji looked at the embarrassed figure of Yuanshi Tianzun running away in the water mirror. He could no longer suppress his inner excitement and cried with joy. His tears fell down like broken pearls.
Once upon a time, she was just a poor immortal who was bullied by the Chan Sect and couldn't even save her own dojo.
But now, Yuanshi Tianzun, who once regarded her as an ant, was beaten like a dog by her backer and fled!
This earth-shaking change made her feel like she was dreaming.
"Too... too strong..."
Princess Longji covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance and unparalleled shock.
She originally thought that it was incredible that Qin Feng could fight against Quasi-Saint.
But she never dreamed that the power of Qin Feng had already exceeded the limit of her imagination!
Even Heavenly Dao Saint, I'll fight you if you ask me to!
Fairy Chang'e stood aside and said nothing, but her cold autumn eyes were filled with unprecedented tenderness and peace of mind.
With him here, although the three realms are huge, there is no place where I can be trapped.
Among the crowd, Fairy Yun Xiao just looked at the Green-robed Figure in the water mirror quietly.
Looking at the man who casually carried the Heavenly Treasure on his shoulders, looked at the saint, and smiled lightly.
That's her man.
It was her Yun Xiao who selected Dao Companion!
An indescribable pride, pride, and overwhelming love filled her heart instantly.
On her beautiful cheeks, two intoxicating blushes flew up, and her beautiful eyes were watery, as if they were about to drip out Water Come. She looked at the figure infatuatedly, unwilling to even blink.