How to deal with a true saint?

Although Wang Yanguo has experienced many situations, he has never thought about directly confronting the saint.

With his current strength, it is no problem to bear the quasi-saint, but when it comes to saints, it is really hard to find it.

Even with systematic help, Wang Yanyu can only escape from the hands of the saints, and he cannot face the saints directly or even engage in real confrontation with the saints.

But now, he has to face this problem.

"A saint?"

"And they are saints outside the territory?!"

Wang Yinguo frowned and his heart began to turn nervously.

The body of the demon master Kunpeng was falling rapidly in the void and had completely lost consciousness.

At this time, the only peak quasi-saint monk on the scene, Chang Xi, took action.

She stirred up time and space, and pulled the demon master Kunpeng directly in front of her.

"It's really a serious injury!"

"The hair in some places is bald!"

When everyone saw the demon master Kunpeng, they felt that the situation was very serious.

With the strength of the demon master Kunpeng, he suffered such severe damage after just a meeting. Not only was he covered in blood, but even the feathers containing powerful power were damaged a lot. It can be seen that the strength of the extraterrestrial demon master hidden among the blood-winged black mosquito is really very powerful. No wonder the demon master Kunpeng said that he was a real saint before he fell into a coma.

"not good!"

"Those blood-winged black mosquitoes are coming towards our Egret Mountain again!"

The leader of Yuhua Sect, Ye Hanxing, suddenly discovered this problem and couldn't help but exclaim.

Although she is now a real Daluo Jinxian, the leader of the sect, and the only sect leader after the merger of the two sects, she still lacks experience in how to deal with such a super troublesome problem.

Of course, such a situation may not be encountered in an ordinary immortal sect throughout his life, let alone rich experience.

"The blood-winged black mosquito is very troublesome, and now another saint from the territory is added?"

"Can you really be the end of our prehistoric world today?!"

Senior Dragon Turtle also said with deep concern.

He had experienced so many things in the prehistoric world, even having the experience of the sky falling and the earth falling, and the merit of replacing the pillar of heaven. However, he did not expect that the prehistoric world would actually be invaded by saints outside the territory, and would bring blood-winged black mosquitoes to cause trouble together.

The most troublesome problem is that the six saints in the prehistoric world did not react at all.

With just these people, even if they have disciples of great sects, peak quasi-saints, and Daluo Golden Immortals, all of them seem to have lost the value of existence in front of the two words of saints.

After all, everyone is tied together and cannot stop a finger of the saint.

"I'm not afraid."

"Although the other party is also a saint, he is not a saint in the prehistoric world after all."

"Besides, he also has a deep fear of the prehistoric world, otherwise he would not have used the special existence of the blood-winged black mosquito to conceal the secrets of heaven and hide his own sense of existence."

"There are also solutions now, that is, all the disciples of the Saints' Sect, hurry up and inform the saints to explain what is going on here, and see what they say?"

"Moreover, we have to try to solve this problem ourselves."

Wang Yinguo pondered for a moment and then explained his views to everyone.

If you want to deal with a saint, you naturally have to persuade another saint.

Only saints can deal with saints, which is already the basic consensus in the prehistoric world.

Although these people have some skills, there is no better solution to this problem.

"good!"

“That’s right!”

Among the people at the scene, there were a few of them except for the Western disciples.

After hearing what Wang Yanyu said, everyone turned into streams of light and returned to the saints' sect to whom they belonged to, and reported this to all the saints.

For a moment, the power on Xuanyu Peak became much weaker.

However, the blood-winged black mosquitoes in the distance were much closer to the direction of Bailu Mountain.

"At three days at most, the blood-winged black mosquito can sweep across the White Egret Mountain!"

"If there is still no saint to solve this matter, what should I do?"

Ye Hanxing looked at the disturbing blood-winged black mosquitoes in the projection of the sky, his heart was filled with worries.

This matter is almost unstoppable.

The blood-winged black mosquitoes were flying extremely fast. Although they could not reach the extreme level of the speed of the demon master Kunpeng, they were no weak compared to the Golden Immortal cultivator.

If there is no one stopping this, you can imagine that in three days, the entire Egret Mountain will be swallowed by the blood-winged black mosquito.

"I hope the saint will take action!"

"But I hope it's not the Western saints who took action!"

Suddenly, Elder Chunleizi said this.

"good!"

"What Elder Chunleizi said is very good!"

"If the Western saints take action, it would be better if there were no saints take action!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nod and agreed.

Although this statement is indeed a bit disrespectful to the saints of Western religions, this is the case.

The relationship between the Bailushan lineage and Western religions is indeed very tense.

Especially because of the existence of the uncle Wang of the little master, it is almost impossible for Bailu Mountain to have a good relationship with the Western Sect. Even though Dizang and others are able to come to Bailu Mountain and participate in the activities with other disciples of the great sects, the uncle Wang of the little master and the monks on Bailu Mountain still cannot forget the palm that the two saints of the Western Sect, Zhunti Taoist, attacked from the air.

For them, they would rather abandon the foundation of Bailushan than be rescued by the Western saints.

Of course, it is also a difficult decision for everyone to abandon the foundation of Bailu Mountain.

After all, here, it carries too much significance to them.

“It’s hard to say.”

"The more you don't want the Western saints to take action, the greater the possibility of their actions."

After pausing for a while, Wang Yinguo said quietly.

He was very clear about the routines of the two saints in the West. If they knew about the blood-winged black mosquito, they would definitely be very interested. Especially among these blood-winged black mosquitoes, there was a saint from the outside world, which would be a once-in-a-lifetime thing.

Isn’t this a great time for them to crazily show their presence?

If that's the case, how could they miss it?

Even if they have no good feelings for Bailu Mountain and don’t like the uncle Wang Yanguo, they can wait until Bailu Mountain is completely destroyed before coming over to solve the problem, so that they can still get the reputation they want.

Besides, only if Bailu Mountain is destroyed can the seriousness of this incident be reflected.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it seem that the actions of the two saints of the Western Church are a little worthless?

"If we say so, don't we only hope that the Three Pure Ones will take action?"

"After all, the Saint Wah will not leave the Palace of Wah at will unless the Saint of Taoism is ordered."

A guard next to Xiaolong Aozhou couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

The dragon clan has a very rich savings and amazing foundation, but it is just a bit of a flaw in its top combat power.

Without a race of saints, no matter how you do, you can't compete with the great sect.

The Three Pure Ones?

Wang Yinguo thought about it and finally felt that it seemed difficult to take action.

The Taiqing Saint Moral Heavenly Lord does not go out normally, and will only appear if something endangers the prehistoric world happens.

The saint of Yuqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, is almost the same. He rarely leaves Kunlun Mountain, all depends on his mood.

The saint of Shangqing, the leader of Tongtian, liked to travel around, but because of this, he might not be in the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, and he might have gone to the Chaos Sea to explore.

It is indeed a difficult task to find them to take action.

"We can't wait, we can't rely on it, we can only find a way for ourselves."

"If this matter can be solved, Bailu Mountain's reputation will be further improved."

"But if you really can't hold on, you can only abandon the foundation here."

Wang Yanguo finally made a decision.

The reason is also very simple, he could not trust these saints.

"Just rely on ourselves to fight against the saints?"

"Can this work?"
To be continued...