Otherwise, as a true immortal, he could easily shout out the title of true saint, which would not highlight the lofty status of those otherworldly beings.
In fact, Wu Dao's junior sister was indeed a little uncomfortable and unsure, so she interfered because she felt that the other party was too calm and composed.
She said, "There is no false saint at all. I just don't want to see you pretending to be a saint and deceiving the world. If there is one, let him come immediately!"
Wang Xuan said: "That is the altar for praying to the True Saint. If you dare to destroy it like this, you will eventually have to pay with blood and life to wash away your sins."
In the distance, in the outermost area, Ling Qingxuan was in a state of contemplation about life. Did the True Saint need to be called like this? Otherwise, she would try it at home some other day. However, she had never heard of the True Saint being born like this.
At the same time, Wang Xuan retaliated by drawing his bow and shooting an arrow at the woman with the teardrop mole, as if he was defending the dignity of the True Saint Dojo.
The starry sky exploded, and the power of the Yixian Bow was enormous.
Wu Dao moved, holding the black shield in his hand to block in front, helping his junior sister to resolve the crisis. The arrow light and the imperial pattern on the shield intertwined, shaking the starry sky.
Nearby, countless meteorites and dense remains of demons all dissipated in the rain of light, leaving nothing behind.
"Can you please come?" Wu Dao asked. The shield in his hand was indeed a treasure made by an alien, and it blocked the attack of the alien bow.
Wang Xuan said, "Your sister got scared and destroyed the altar. The true saint is hanging high in the world, how can you and I see him casually? Now we need to pray and perform rituals to invite him to appear."
"I'll give you some time and wait to see you make a fool of yourself and witness the so-called Flower-Fruit Mountain faction making a fool of themselves here!" Wu Dao said coldly. He really wanted to see the joke.
"When a true saint descends, will there be any ceremony?" Wang Xuan asked about the strange object on the mobile phone, what precautions should be taken, and how to system out the "holy nature".
"Unfathomable, mysterious, unknown. Well, like now, your chance to show off has come." The mobile phone wonder responded.
In the distance, as the huge eyes opened and closed, countless thunders sounded, and the huge head that filled the deep space became increasingly clearer and more substantial, oppressing the people here to the point of suffocation.
The spirit of the strange man Xitian appeared and materialized, as if his real body was about to descend. He said indifferently: "Why give him time? Suppress him and search his soul!"
He was dissatisfied with the way his disciple Wu Dao handled the incident. He was an extraordinary person and did not have so much time to stay in this corrupt world.
As he was speaking, a huge hand stretched out from the end of deep space. It was extremely terrifying, with clearly visible palm lines covering the sea of stars, and it reached out to grab Wang Xuan.
He seemed to be able to suppress with just a raise of his hand and crush with a flip of his hand. No matter what true immortal or legendary super-limit-breaking genius, they were all ants in front of this extraordinary person.
He covers the sky with one hand, all of which are transformed by his spirit and manifested here.
"The True Saint is omnipotent and omnipresent. He has heard my inner voice and wants to summon me to learn about this incident. You are disrespecting Huaguo Mountain. If it represents the will of the Demon Heavenly Palace, he doesn't mind coming, even if it means starting a holy war!"
Wang Xuan said solemnly and seriously. At this moment he did not dodge the big hand, but stood where he was. The fierce rain of light fell, which gave people a sense of solemnity and sacredness.
There is no doubt that he is very mysterious now, and even he himself feels that the atmosphere is right.
"boom!"
When the big hand slapped over, Wang Xuan didn't even frown. Then, he disappeared from here in the shocked eyes of many people.
"Crushed by the palm of the alien's spirit?" someone asked in shock.
"No, he just...disappeared. It felt like he was taken away by some mysterious being!"
At this moment, many people were stunned.
Wu Dao was also startled. Where are the people? Could something unexpected really happen?
"Just by hiding in the cracks in the void, you think you're safe and can escape?" Yiren Xitian asked. He was a person who knew the inside story and had asked the top people in the Demon Palace. Huaguo Mountain was just a "story" and could not be an "accident".
Hearing him say this, many people breathed a sigh of relief.
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"Are the atmosphere, specifications, and background all in place?" Wang Xuan asked.
"When you left, the alien didn't stop you. It felt like that. Well, get to work quickly." Mobile Phone Wonder said.
At this time, they came to the outside of the sky again, stood on a dark mountain, and looked at the "Western Heaven Taoist Temple". Yes, Wang Xuan was here again.
This was at his request. The mobile phone magic item opened a convenient door for him. Taking advantage of the brief time difference when he was "taken away" by the True Saint, he came to fleece the Western Heaven again.
Xitian had attacked him again and again, and Wang Xuan had sworn long ago that he would skin this man bald.
"Yaoyuanzi, come out!" He cast the fishing hook and entered the state directly. His soul moved along the fishing line and quickly captured the scenery and situation in the Taoist temple.
After several trials and errors, he soon found the location. After all, the layout of the Taoist temple could be traced, and where rare objects were planted, spiritual energy would surge into the sky and auspicious light would be so strong that it could be felt.
Outside the sky, there is chaotic fog.
"Hiss!" Although he was mentally prepared, Wang Xuan still swallowed three mouthfuls of chaotic matter in a row, and ended up choking himself. He couldn't refine this thing.
"What a magical object, what a garden, what a good person!" He said three kinds of good in a row and was truly shocked.
The medicine garden is not big, but everything inside is of fine quality. To be more precise, they are all sacred and rare objects of super specifications, and their grade is really too high.
At first glance, he saw a resurrection flower, which was brilliant and vigorous. He didn't know how many tens of thousands of years it had been nurtured by the West. It should be a rare thing planted by his side in the last era.
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