Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"First, if we want to trap the three saints at the same time, we need at least nine saints." A voice said in a dark voice, "Second, if we want to kill that kid instantly, we need at least two saints." A saint, because we don't know if he has a hole card?"

"That means we need eleven saints."

"This is a bit difficult."

"If you don't take advantage of this opportunity, when Song Lian becomes a saint, the human race will rise."

"Contact those guys immediately and explain to them the seriousness of the matter."

The saints who came soon reached an agreement, that is, to kill Zhao Yang at all costs, and of course not to let Song Lian succeed in crossing the catastrophe.

The saint's speed was too fast, and he arrived here in a short time.

"I will fight against Zhao Yang with the saints of the Tu tribe. Choose one of the nine saints of you." It was a saint of the Yin tribe who connected this matter.

The hidden family is good at assassination.

When everyone selected, the saint of Yin clan rushed towards Zhao Yang immediately.

With his cultivation as a saint, he appeared in front of Zhao Yang in an instant, and he raised his palm and patted Zhao Yang's head.

If this is true, Zhao Yang will definitely be finished.

"Be careful." The Evergreen Lantern reminded immediately.

But at the moment when the Eternal Green Lantern wanted to attack, the three saints attacked it at the same time.

The Evergreen Lantern was forced to go back.

"You failed to injure it?"

"Are all holy treasures so strong?"

"It must have taken the best holy-level advanced pill."

After the three saints realized this, their eyes were full of fiery colors. If they could get the top grade advanced pill in Zhao Yang's hands, then their cultivation could go a step further.

The other three saints didn't achieve the expected effect when they besieged the hundred refining furnace. In their opinion, the holy treasure was of a scumbag type, so they didn't hit the hundred refining furnace immediately.

As for Guo Xiaotian.

Guo Xiaotian is not weak in the holy class, so it is almost impossible for the three saints to injure him severely in an instant.

"They are all on guard!"

"I always feel like we're missing something?"

"I also have this feeling?"

Those who shot were all saints, how terrifying is their spiritual sense?

At this moment, they saw a jet-black radiance blooming from Zhao Yang's body.

That brilliance was mighty and mighty, as if the world had been splashed with ink.

The deadly blow of the hermit sage not only failed to kill Zhao Yang, but was seriously injured by thick ink.

He coughed up blood, and his body melted.

Seeing this scene, the sage of the Tu nationality fled desperately, but it was pierced by a war sword before it could escape two steps.

"Who?" A look of disbelief bloomed in the eyes of the saint of the Tu nationality.

"Me." Dong Banxu said indifferently, holding a long sword.

"Hole and half beard." The moment he saw who it was, the saint of the Tu nationality turned around and was about to run.

His original injury was not healed, and now he was attacked by Dong Banxu, how could he be Dong Banxu's opponent at this time?

Roar!

At this moment, a sound of dragon chant resounded through the entire sky, and then the figure of the patriarch of the dragon clan appeared opposite the saint of the earth clan.

Terrifying sound waves mercilessly blasted into the brains of the saints of the Tu nationality.

Pain appeared on the face of the Tu nationality saint.

Ah!

At this time, everyone was horrified to find that the saint of the hermit had been completely burned by thick ink.

The hermit saint fell.

"He has the calligraphy gifted by the senior on his body." The saint of the stone clan widened his eyes.

Zhao Yang took out a calligraphy with a dull color, "Surely this calligraphy can kill two saints?"

After Zhao Yang's voice fell, the nine saints who besieged Guo Xiaotian and others were all taken aback, and they all quit the battle circle by coincidence.

Who would have thought that in addition to the Sword Dao Talisman of the Seventh God General, Zhao Yang also had the body-protecting calligraphy gifted by the senior quasi-emperor?

If I had known earlier, who would have acted?

"If you don't want to die, just stand aside obediently." Zhao Yang said with a cold snort.

Anger appeared on the faces of the nine saints.

But when they saw the calligraphy in Zhao Yang's hands, they had to suppress their anger.

"Three seniors, the saint of the Tu tribe has been seriously injured, so we should work harder and kill him." Zhao Yang pointed at the saint of the Tu tribe who had been severely injured.

Hearing this, the faces of the saints of the Tu nationality turned pale.

"In the future, I, the Tu Clan, would like to be friends with the Human Clan forever." The Tu Clan saint said hastily.

"Kill it." Zhao Yang waved his hand.

Guo Xiaotian, Wangu Changqing Lantern, and Bailian Furnace immediately surrounded him.

The saint of the Tu nationality is not high among many saints, and now facing the siege of the five great saints, he has no possibility of escaping.

Not long after that, Song Lian, who had survived the catastrophe, also joined the battle circle.

Even if Song Lian is not strong enough compared to the saints of the Tu nationality, he is a genuine saint after all.

About half an hour later, the saint of the Tu tribe still fell.

From here it can be seen how difficult a saint is to kill.

"Do you want to give us an explanation from the nine major ethnic groups?" Zhao Yang looked at the saints of the Stone clan and the others at this moment.

"Tell me." The Saint of the Stone Clan was silent for a while and said.

In this case, it is impossible not to pay compensation.

"Each family pays one hundred drops of holy liquid, and the matter is settled." Zhao Yang said after a while.

Hearing this number, the faces of the saints of the stone clan and others turned green.

"We don't even have so many treasuries in our clan."

"There are only a few drops of holy liquid in our treasury, okay?"

"We can't satisfy your condition at all." The nine saints said one after another.

Zhao Yang raised the calligraphy in his hand and said, "So, now we go to rob the treasury of the Yin and Tu tribes, how many drops of holy liquid are there in their clan, you will pay as many drops of holy liquid, how about it?"

Having said that, Zhao Yang looked at the Eternal Green Lantern, the Hundred Refining Furnace, and Dong Banxu, and the dragon clan sage said, "Eternal Green Lantern, you will accompany Senior Dong Banxu to the Yin Clan, and the Hundred Refining Furnace, you will go to the Tu Clan with the patriarch of the Dragon Clan."

None of the four saints objected.

Guo Xiaotian didn't even have any objections.

If it weren't for Dong Banxu and others to come to support today, Song Lian would not even think about stepping into the realm of saints safely, okay?

The Hundred Smelting Furnace and the Saint of the Dragon Tribe started killing as soon as they arrived at the Tu Tribe.

If they don't kill them, do they wait for the rise of the Tu people to take revenge?

The sage speaks the law.

They easily killed all the monks from the ancestral court of the Tu nationality.

"In order to avoid suspicion, you should put away the resources in the treasury." The patriarch of the dragon clan said with a smile.

The reason why all parties can unite is largely because of Zhao Yang.

One is that the patriarch of the dragon clan thinks that Zhao Yang will not make a fuss about it, and the other is that even if Zhao Yang wins more for the human race, so what?

The human race needs the dragon race as an ally, and the dragon race also needs the human race as an ally.