Taoist Cihang looked at Jade Ding Zhenren and Yang Jian who was being held horizontally by him.

That androgynous and beautiful face was full of coldness, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he shouted.

Manjusri Bodhisattva also said slowly: "Sixth Brother, don't act on your own. This boy has become an enemy and must not be tolerated."

The other Golden Immortals remained calm and silent, but their expressions were the same.

This boy Yang Jian is so talented, so talented!

If he was a disciple of the Chan Sect, he would naturally be loved and cultivated by a group of Golden Immortal uncles.

But now, he already regards the Chan Sect as his mortal enemy.

In this case, such people must be eliminated as soon as possible!

Otherwise, let him escape.

If it takes thousands or tens of thousands of years to grow.

I'm afraid that apart from the teacher, no one can control him!

Jade Ding Zhenren looked at the Golden Immortals and pleaded in a trembling voice, "My fellow disciples! Please, don't stop me!"

"Yu Ding, put him down and go back to heal."

But he was afraid of Liusun, so he spoke calmly again, looking at Jade Ding Zhenren and said.

Ju Liusun's reputation among the Twelve Golden Immortals is only slightly weaker than Guangchengzi.

Therefore, as soon as he said this, Jade Ding Zhenren felt despair in his heart.

"My fellow disciples!"

But after a moment of silence, Jade Ding Zhenren shouted again: "Don't try to stop me, I beg you!"

As he spoke, Jade Ding Zhenren bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

Yang Jian in his arms immediately widened his eyes!

He opened his mouth and vomited more blood, but could only cough.

I can't speak at all.