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Chapter eight hundred and twenty seventh suspected saint

The evil demon was frightened and silent. Looking at Ye Xuan's sinister and cruel smile, everyone was unconsciously taking a breath of cold air, and their minds were trembling unconsciously.

The horror is so terrifying. Even though Wu Tian is the quasi-saint, his face is extremely frightened now, and his eyes look at Ye Xuan are trembling.

The quasi-saint understands the quasi-saint and knows how difficult it is to kill the quasi-saint. Even if he is at the top of the quasi-saint, he dares not say that killing the quasi-saint is like slaughtering a pig or a dog. This is simply a delusion.

But today's Wu's worldview was broken. He saw Ye Xuan killing a quasi-saint like a pig or a dog, and Ye Xuan was not a saint, so how could he not be extremely frightened?

"The Lord calms his wrath."

Suddenly, Fang Han worshiped Ye Xuan with great tribute, and his face showed a nervous look, because he discovered that Ye Xuan was an extremely violent person and did not take these evil demons in his heart, and his cultivation was simply terrifying and unimaginable.

With Fang Han's bow, the other evil demons woke up instantly and kowtowed to Ye Xuan one after another, because they didn't want to die, and everyone's eyes showed fear.

"Master, these Nine Nether Towers were cast by the two saints of the West. We have been trapped in this endless years and cannot escape from this place. I wonder if there is a plan for breaking the tower?" Wutian moved his eyes and bowed to Ye Xuan.

Buzz!

The clouds were flowing with his palms and fingers, and the void was surging. Ye Xuan did not see any movement. But he gently stroked his sleeves, and the Jiuyou Tower shook with a loud bang, and golden pieces intertwined everywhere in the Jiuyou Tower.

"This...is... holy pattern?"

When the golden pie appeared and disappeared in the void, Wutian's eyes suddenly froze, and his mouth made a horror sound, and his eyes showed a look of despair.

What is a holy pattern?

The holy pattern is a unique means of a saint, and it is also transformed by a sage of holy power. No matter how powerful you are, you can have great supernatural powers and your cultivation is at the height of heaven. As long as you do not enter the realm of a saint, no one can get out of the trap of a holy pattern.

Holy patterns filled the Jiuyou Tower. The golden holy light was too mysterious, making people feel a sense of heavy as heavy as the sky.

"It's over, it's over!"

There was a fierce demon roaring in despair, and for a moment, all of the uproars were heard, all filled with despair, because they knew very well that with the holy patterns blessing the Nine Nether Tower, they would not even want to escape from this place.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a contemptuous sneer came, and Ye Xuan looked around the holy patterns in the void, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"There are thousands of Buddhas returning to the sect!"

Rumble.

Ye Xuan made gestures with both hands, and a smile was still on his face, but the Buddha's light was shining all over his body, and his mysterious Buddhist texts were beaten out, and the void in all directions was extremely twisted, and the shadows of Buddhas were condensed.

"receive!"

All dharmas have different paths, the heaven and earth are united, and the sound of Zen singing comes from the void of the heavens, which makes the Nine Nether Tower rumble and shake. What happened next also makes Wu Tian and others dull, just because they see an incredible picture.

The heavens recite scriptures and the Buddha sang Zen. The holy patterns filled with the Nine Nether Pagoda were gradually becoming illusory. Until ten breaths passed, they collapsed in the void.

"Holy...Holy pattern disappeared?" Fang Han screamed in horror, and even looked at Ye Xuan suddenly, with an extremely complex look in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Ye Xuan could actually eliminate the holy pattern.

"It disappeared, it really disappeared, but why... can you erase the saint's means?"

If the disappearance of the holy pattern means that Wu Tian and others can escape from the Nine Nether Tower, then Ye Xuan can erase the saint's means, this kind of thing makes Wu Tian feel incredible.

Wutian has a great origin and knows how terrifying the saint is. He has never heard of a quasi-saint who can resolve the saint's means. This is a fantasy.

"We are free? We are really free?"

"Which Western Sect, when my ancestors go out, will definitely destroy your Lingshan."

"These thieves are bald, so I will definitely kill anyone who is not left."

The evil demons roared angrily, and the murderous aura soared into the sky. When these evil demons in the world saw the holy patterns dissipate, they roared wildly, constantly venting the depression in their hearts.

"You...who are you?"

Suddenly, Wutian stared at Ye Xuan with a great look of fear in his eyes, because he did not believe that Ye Xuan was a quasi-saint, because it was impossible for the quasi-saint to offset the two Western saints. There was only one real reason, Ye Xuan was not a quasi-saint at all, but a real saint.

"Who are you among the Three Pure Ones?" Wu Tian roared in horror. His voice instantly suppressed the voices of these evil demons in the world, and made everyone calm down excitedly. The eyes looking at Ye Xuan showed an extremely nervous look.

Erasing the holy patterns in the Nine Nether Tower even further killed a quasi-saint with one blow. Just these two things revealed the fact that Ye Xuan was a saint.

It’s not that Wutian is extremely nervous, because the methods Ye Xuan showed are not what the quasi-saint should have, so Ye Xuan must be one of the Three Pure Ones, and only the Three Pure Ones can erase the holy patterns arranged by the Two Saints in the West.

"Three Pure Ones?"

Ye Xuan murmured to himself, and then looked at Wutian strangely: "You really look down on me, but unfortunately I am not the Three Pure Ones, nor is it a saint. It's just that you have too little knowledge. Who said that saints must be saints to crack the methods?"

As Ye Xuan's words fell, Wu Tian was stunned on the spot, and the evil demons present were silent and looked at each other, obviously because of Ye Xuan's remarks.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have never heard that quasi-saints can resolve saints, because the two have fundamentally different levels of life, which is absolutely impossible."

Wutian kept shaking his head, his eyes were shocked and suspicious. Obviously, he didn't believe that Ye Xuan was a quasi-saint, and must be one of the six saints in the world.

Looking at Wutian's cautious look, Ye Xuan smiled meaninglessly and did not bother to explain to Wutian. Since the other party thought he was a saint, he was not refusing.

In fact, Wu Tian said it is correct. Since the creation of the world, the saints have been high above all else. Although the quasi-saints also have the word "saint", they are fundamentally different from the saints.

But Wutian didn't know that Ye Xuan was between a quasi-saint and a saint at the moment. If he had to give Ye Xuan an accurate determination, Ye Xuan could be called a semi-saint.

Because when Ye Xuan survived the first catastrophe of heaven, he had completely surpassed the quasi-saint realm. The so-called quasi-saint could not be his opponent, but there was still a considerable gap with the saint.

Moreover, Wu Tian did overestimate Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan was able to eliminate the holy patterns arranged by the two Western saints because he had already mastered all the true scriptures of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
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