The golden light suddenly disappeared, turning into a light breeze in the sky. In the wind, an old man with flowery hair appeared.

"Xiao Yi?"

The other three saints were also stunned when they heard this name.

The person who came had flower hair and a pair of bright eyes, and his appearance was very different from the original. Only the voice was the same.

Xiao Yi. A great genius of the Purple Fortune Sect. It belongs to the late bloomers and those who have accumulated a lot of money. Every time you advance, it is the time when your longevity is about to end. He is also the person who has been on the emperor road for the longest time among the Venerables of the Purple Yun Sect.

"Xiao Yi is sanctified?"

The old man on crutches nodded and said, "Xiao Yi sees a few ancestors." More than 100 years ago, at the critical juncture of life and death, he finally realized the holy way. ”

In Ziyunzong's time, people of his generation. Only Venerable Xiao Yi alone has attained the Holy Dao.

Ouyang Zi nodded and said, "It's a blessing that the Purple Fortune Sect has another saint. In the past, or now. Still. It has a strong combat power for the world. But what do you mean by what you said before? Leave both the Tao and those who are mortal. Is it for the sake of choosing the middle one, and the disciples and mortals are divided in half?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he said: "Under the saints, they are all ants." This shows the strength of the saints. But what about in front of the Great Dao Supreme?"

Ouyang Zi thought for a moment and said, "The peak of the saints, those people of the extreme path. Maybe he can have the strength to fight in front of the Dao powerhouse. But in the end, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape death. In front of the Supreme, even if it is an old man, he can't last ten moves. ”

Xiao Yi nodded, looked directly at the other old man, and asked, "Is there any formation that can allow the Sendai powerhouse to exert the power of the Great Dao?"

The Fu Emperor of the Fu Array shook his head. Dao: "Combined with the twelve Saint Void powerhouses, you can lay out a formation." Work together to unleash the power of saints. But the power of the Great Dao is not. This involves the mysteries of heaven and earth, and the rules of the Great Dao. This is no longer something that can be achieved by the formation alone. ”

Xiao Yi walked slowly in front of the four old saints on crutches, and asked again, "Since there is no formation that combines the saints to exert the power of the Great Dao. What about saints alone, in the hands of those immortals of the ancient court?"

Ouyang Zi remembered yesterday's scene. The entire Western Soil poured out the strength of all living beings to kill the three immortals.

There are hundreds of millions of monks in the western soil, and there is no shortage of holy monks. There are at least 100 saints in one Western soil.

Yesterday's battle. Although it was a big victory. The contemporary price is just too big. Seventeen Great Dao monks, a living Buddha of the Nine Realms. Only by gathering the aspirations of all living beings can victory be achieved. But there was not one left in the western soil.

What about them? Except for the Western Soil Buddhism, there is no such quintessential power of ambition.

Such a powerful force can only barely return with the three immortals.

These saints, I'm afraid, can only hurt the fur of those immortals.

"The monks of the Western Lands. At least 100 holy monks, 1,000 holy void powerhouses. Plus seventeen Great Dao Divine Monks, one Nine Realms Supreme. This is worthy of eradicating the three ancient court immortals. For us saints. Even if it's thousands, 10,000... I'm afraid I won't be able to kill an immortal. After all, this catastrophe still depends on those Dao powerhouses. You say, "What's the use of me waiting for these saints on earth?"

The four peak saints of the Purple Yun Sect were silent.

What's the use?

He was once the most powerful saint in the world. Now it's so embarrassing. Their saints, in front of the immortals of the ancient court, are nothing more than flesh and blood full of energy.

"I think it's useful. Xiao Yi laughed. Said: "We, the saints, are the most critical step now. ”

When the words fell, the four old saints were all stunned. Puzzled: "What do you mean by this?"

Venerable Xiao Yi bent down and picked up a piece of wood, just enough to hold it between his palms. He added: "Now, we are not those towering mountains that can hold back the floods. We're just waiting for the trees. In a violent storm, there is only a waist bend. ”

"It's just that mountains can block floods, but trees don't have to. A tree is carved and polished, and it is a boat. A boat can carry the world. ”

When the four saints heard this, the pupils of their eyes suddenly shrank. "You mean?"

They are saints on earth. This statement is not intended to be indicated. But they all understood.

This is a language that only a saint can understand.

Xiao Yi nodded and laughed. "I can't think of any other way to do anything else for the world." ”

This laughter, some sadness, some regret. But the most important thing is to feel lucky.

It is precisely because he has become a saint that he is qualified to contribute to all beings in this world.

Venerable Xiao Yi floated, and a golden light appeared on his body. With all your might, look up to the sky and roar. It alarmed all the powerhouses in the Great Luo Domain, even other domains!

"Sendai realm, Sendai realm. In the end, it is still from the saint's Sendai. Xiao Yi is not talented, there are only two Sendais. Give back to the world today!"

At this moment, Ziyun Sendai opened widely. Xiao Yicheng is in the limelight.

The old man walked silently in the sky on crutches. It seems that the posture is a little restrained and a little nervous, but the steps are steady, and the sleeves are gently swaying in the wind.

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At this moment, I don't know how many eyes have been staring at Ziyun Sect.

The saints of the world have been watching him.

The powerhouses of the Great Dao of the Human World were also looking at him.

The sky is silent, the earth is silent, there is no joy or sorrow, no gain or loss, and no movement in the world.

Everyone was silent. As a sign of respect. This is indeed the best thing to do for the saints of the world.

It's just that the Sendai realm is extremely difficult to build. If it weren't for that, how could there be so few sects in the world with the Sendai realm?

"Today, Xiao Yi begs all the Dao seniors to help me!

Fall. Xiao Yi closed his eyes, and his whole body began to fluctuate. Vitality began to dissipate rapidly.

He was disarming the army, allowing himself to fall, and leaving the two Sendais intact to the world.

"......."

Someone sighed lightly, and then in the sea of clouds. One after another Dao powerhouses appeared.

"Thank you!"

This is Xiao Yi's last sentence to the world. Then the body dissipated like sand with the wind.

After today, he will live in a different way. Sendai carries sentient beings.

"Hahaha! Xiao Daoyou, this move is very good!"

There are saints who cry at this moment. Some laughed. The demeanor is different.

The strong of all the avenues in the world, the supreme force. Condense the two Sendai realms and enter the mortal dust.

And there was a golden light shining in the distance. A figure floated in the air. There are saints who begin to dismantle.

One after another. Like a brilliant firework, blooming the last light of this life.

Ouyang Zi laughed out loud, looked up to the sky and said, "Master, the disciple is not filial, I can't serve you in the future."

As the words fell, Ouyang Zi rose into the sky, and there were figures coming up one after another. Bloom the most dazzling light in this life.

A saint is like a firework that is momentarily gorgeous and fleeting.

One after another, the Sendai realm entered the mortal world and carried all living beings. Into the galaxy.

After today. In the whole world, there are no saints.

Only, Sendai, which carries all living beings.