Chapter 14: The Battle of Saints
As the scroll unfolded, the entire Four Seas scene also appeared vividly on the picture. Shi Qilin was shocked when he saw it: "This is the god-given treasure of the Lord of the Four Seas. You actually became the Lord of the Four Seas!"

Zulong sneered and twisted his body. His huge dragon body was like a chain that completely blocked the battlefield. Canglong and Zhulong also attacked together. The strong murderous aura mixed with the power of time formed a blockade country, which actually trapped the four Hunyuan Golden Immortals on the ground.

The sea-blue scroll has now been fully unfolded, and the four seas far away in the sky began to churn constantly, as if the sun in the sky fell into the ocean, completely boiling the boundless sea. The azure blue water gathered, and in an instant the entire battlefield turned into an ocean, pressing towards the four Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

This is not like the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls which can only borrow the power of one sea, this is the entire power of the four seas, even the peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal would find it difficult to resist.

"what!"

Suzaku was the first to let out a scream. She practiced the great way of fire, and water and fire counteract each other. However, with her current level of cultivation, she was unable to block the entire four seas. The azure blue water spread wantonly, and the flames on Suzaku's body were constantly extinguished, and finally gradually dimmed.

Yuan Feng's eyes were about to burst out, she couldn't bear to watch the sister who had been with her day and night die here, so she had no choice but to use the most valuable thing in her box.

A scarlet feather flew out from Yuan Feng and blocked the sea-blue scroll in just a moment. Countless shadows of immortal volcanoes appeared in the south of the prehistoric world, and the fiery evil spirit hidden deep in the earth erupted. Rolling magma appeared, forming a stalemate with the entire four seas for a moment.

The Earth Qilin also frowned at this moment and said: "Yuan Feng, you actually obtained the status of the Fire Emperor of the Primordial World. In the future, as long as you have the opportunity, I am afraid you will be able to control all the flames in the Primordial World. You are hiding it too much, aren't you?"

Yuan Feng had a cold face and stabbed the air dozens of times with her jade hands. Each time she stabbed, she blocked Zulong's fatal killing technique and finally saved Zhuque.

"Don't hide it, Zulong has obtained the status of Lord of the Four Seas, and I have obtained the status of Fire Emperor. I don't believe that you, the Qilin clan, can't even obtain one status. If you continue to hide it, don't blame me for destroying you even if it means civil strife!"

After hearing Yuan Feng's words, Shi Qilin finally smiled. Finally, he took out a giant seal and smashed it hard at the Si Hai Ju Li in the sky.

Countless continents appeared with this seal, easily tearing the four seas in the sky into pieces, and the four of them took this opportunity to escape immediately.

"Fire Emperor Feather, Qilin Seal, I didn't expect that you two were hiding so deeply!" Zulong's face was gloomy, but he knew that this was inevitable.

He can obtain the Four Seas Map Scroll, and these two eternal rivals can naturally obtain corresponding treasures.

Seeing their own trump cards coming in and out, Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin no longer concealed it, and the sky full of yellow sand, carrying flames, rushed towards Zulong's body again.

At this moment, the battlefield of the three tribes was filled with endless blood, corpses, debris, and wasteland. It was unknown how many mountains had been shattered, and how much spiritual energy had dissipated. In the end, it was all absorbed through an unknown channel by a Taoist who was stepping on a black lotus.

"The taste of death is so sweet, and the cry of life is so pleasant."

Luohu uttered a low groan, and boundless demonic energy burst out from his body, turning countless western lands into demonic domains in an instant. A giant snow-white tiger was fleeing, with endless demons roaring behind it, determined to kill the white tiger.

“O innate sacred being that represents killing, you will be the sacrifice of my Zhuxian Sword Formation!” Demonic light flashed in Luohou’s eyes, and a thirty-six-story giant tower suddenly appeared on the white tiger’s head. On the walls of the tower were paintings of many evil demons and killing scenes, as if it represented the most evil thing in the world. As soon as it appeared, it severely suppressed the great god of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared to the sky with unwillingness in his eyes, but he could only watch the giant tower smashing down on his head. As he was about to die, a golden lotus suddenly blocked his way. Thousands of golden light of merit bloomed on the lotus pistil, which looked weak but was extremely hard. The pitch-black giant tower began to sink as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

"Hmph!" Luohu snorted coldly and waved his hand to shoot out a black light, immediately grabbing the Heavenly Demon Tower back. The lotus that was blooming with golden light of merit did not want to fight either, and gently held the white tiger, put it aside, and then let the white tiger leave.

Luo Hou said grimly: "Hongjun! Why don't you stay at Yujing Mountain and come to my West?"

An old man with white hair and beard appeared, but he was not alone. Behind him were three Taoists who looked very extraordinary, and the leader was Hongjun.

Hongjun had a large piece of the Jade Disc of Creation on his head, a Pangu Banner in his hand, and the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit under his feet. His face was solemn, and his eyes were full of disgust as he looked at Luohou.

"Luo Hou, you have done many evil things, started a war without authorization, and tried to completely destroy the entire prehistoric world. How can I tolerate you staying in the prehistoric world? Now, even if it is not for me, but just for the sake of all living beings, I have to come and fight you!"

Hongjun's face was solemn. For the sake of the vast number of living beings was only one of the reasons. Honghuang was the place where he achieved enlightenment. How could he tolerate Luohou's wanton destruction? What's more, Luohou looked like a madman. He could tolerate madmen, but he could not tolerate a madman who was capable of killing him.

Among the three people standing behind him, one of them was wearing a five-colored Taoist robe, with an acre-sized celebration cloud above his head. Three flags of different colors were fluttering in the cloud, namely the Eastern Green Lotus Treasure Flag, the Western Plain Cloud Flag and the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. He also held a mysterious treasure tree in his hand, and he was the ancestor of the Five Elements.

The other one was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe and holding a picture in his hand, which seemed to depict all the mysteries between heaven and earth. In the other hand he held a small tripod the size of a fist. It looked ordinary, but it had the wonder of going against the innate and acquired nature. He was none other than the ancestor of Qiankun.

As for the last Taoist, he had his sleeves fluttering and a faint smile on his face. There was no magic weapon on his body, as if he was able to surpass all the magic weapons in the world by himself.

When facing the other three people, Luohou always had an arrogant expression, but when facing this Taoist with fluttering sleeves, he seemed a little solemn, as if he even did not believe that Hongjun could invite this Taoist out.

"Great Immortal Yangmei, I don't know what price Hongjun paid to invite you out, but as long as you can lend me a helping hand, no matter what you want, as long as it does not involve my path to enlightenment, I, Luohou, am willing to give it to you for free."

The three old ancestors couldn't help but frown after hearing this. If Yang Mei really intended to help Luohou, they might not be able to kill Luohou. After all, the mysterious laws of space were too difficult to understand and too difficult to kill.

For a moment, everyone present turned their eyes to Yang Mei, who was smiling.

Without hesitation, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I came here to help my friend Hongjun, but I also have a selfish motive. After all, the world created by Pangu is so beautiful, and I don't want this world to perish. I hope my friend Luohou will forgive me."

(End of this chapter)