A radiant door appeared above the sky.

A man suddenly walked out of this door.

He looks about fifty years old, has a long and thin face, and is as imposing as the abyss of the universe, which makes Isa and Ye Xiong unable to detect their cultivation.

As soon as this person appeared, Isa's face changed slightly.

As the number one person in the divine world, she cannot detect the other party’s cultivation at this moment, and there is only one possibility.

This person is very likely to come from the most supreme path among the six realms, the way of heaven.

Could this person be one of the few dozen people in the way of heaven, who became a saint and ascended to the way of heaven by entering the way of heaven?

"The saint of heaven is above, and this person is Isa. As the Virgin, he killed countless people and was famous for his evil reputation. He begged the saint to destroy this person into the eighteen levels of hell, torture, and will never be reborn forever." Lu Qingfeng stepped forward and said respectfully.

As soon as this statement came out, the monks around him were in an uproar and retreated one after another.

The four words "Saint of Heaven" sounded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Thunder boom!

Among the six realms, the way of heaven is the leader.

To go to the heavenly way, one must enter the Tao and become a saint.

It is said that there are only a few dozen monks who have entered the way of heaven and become saints.

It has been tens of thousands of years, not to mention the five paths, but the divine realm and the holy realm of the human world, no one has been able to enter the Tao and become a saint for nearly 100,000 years.

It can be seen that it is difficult to enter the Tao and become a saint!

Since this person is a saint, how can he not make people tremble?

Even Isa, who has always been arrogant, put down her posture.

The saint looked at the millions of monks around him, and his expression seemed to be looking at a group of ants!

In front of the saints, billions of sentient beings are all showing ants.

Finally, his eyes fell on Isa.

"Dream goddess Isa, I am the saint of heaven. I reward good and punish evil. You kill in a way, and you are tragic. Since you take charge of the divine realm, you have let millions of innocent monks die and ignore the laws of heaven. This saint decided to take you to the eighteen levels of hell and repent in the ten-story oil pot prison for thousands of years. Can you accept it?"

As soon as it came out, there was a rumbling sound around and the whole audience was in full bloom.

Some were shocked, some were gloating, some were watching coldly, and some were changing their faces.

"Sage of Heavenly Dao, my master has opened up the divine realm. For 50,000 years, she has made great contributions to the divine realm that has been in this state!" Leng Yue said very anxiously.

"The saint of the Heavenly Dao, without a master, the divine world is still a mess. Please observe it clearly." Chu Tianjiao said anxiously.

"Sage of Heaven, please be aware of it."

"Sage of Heaven, please be kind."

The disciples of the Saint Maiden Hall stood up one after another and pleaded for their master.

Some monks from the God Empire also spoke out to petition the Holy Mother.

"It is precisely because of her contribution to the God Realm that I only sent her to the tenth level of hell. Otherwise, based on the number of people she killed, the fifteenth level of hell could be possible." After the saint said that, he waved his hand: "Don't plead for mercy, the decision of the Heavenly Dao will not be controlled by anyone."

"I don't agree." Isa shouted.

"So what if you don't accept it?" The saint snorted coldly and said proudly: "A illusion makes millions of monks commit suicide in every move. A person as cruel as you is no longer worthy of being the Lord of the World."

"Why did I take action? Everyone in the audience knew very well!" Facing the saint, Isha was not afraid at all and said coldly: "Luo Qingfeng led millions of rebels to attack the God Empire. If this battle starts, then there will be no hundreds of thousands of monks who will die. I just don't want to expand the battle. Besides, I have warned me before taking action, and I don't know where I did it wrong?"

"Isa, are you questioning the decision of the way of heaven?" the saint shouted?

"I'm just telling the truth." Isa's eyes fell on Lu Qingfeng and pointed at him and said, "On the contrary, he is the cause of the development of the situation. If he didn't lead people to attack the God Empire, he wouldn't have discovered such a thing."

"I am just talking to you politely. Since you are ungrateful, I can only do it myself."

After the saint finished speaking, his body surged with the power of the Mahayana realm and the pressure of destroying the world, making it difficult for millions of monks around him to breathe and stand unsteadily.

The weak even crawl on the ground and cannot get up.

“Mahayana pressure.”

"Is this the Mahayana realm?"

"It's so scary, leave."

The monks around them retreated hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and they dared to stop until they were not so uncomfortable.

"Sage, please be kind to me and don't catch my master."

Among the disciples of the Holy Mother Hall, one of them suddenly knelt on the ground, but it was Zhao Lizhen.

"Sage, although Master killed someone, she has difficulties. Don't throw her into the eighteenth level of hell, please."

One person took the lead, and then other disciples from the Virgin Hall knelt down one after another.

At eleven o'clock, the country was beautiful and the disciples with stunning appearance knelt in front of them, like a forest of flowers blooming.

Even the saints were attracted by these eleven disciples with their own characteristics, colorful and charming nature.

One person can't move his eyes away, let alone eleven.

In addition to Isa, the Virgin Mary, which stands out in the flock, only makes people amazed.

"All up, no kneeling," Isa shouted.

The eleven disciples did not get up, and they were all crying.

"Get up all for me."

Isa walked over, pulled them up one by one, and shouted: "Get up, the disciples of the Virgin Palace are not so humble."

Eleven disciples stood up one after another, their eyes filled with pain.

The master was sent to the eighteenth level of hell, which was something they could not accept at all.

Isa looked at Ye Xiong and said, "Ye Xiong, after I leave, I hope you can protect them well?"

These disciples have followed her for thousands of years at the shortest time, and are part of their lives. She doesn't want something to happen to them.

After she left, Lu Qingfeng would definitely not let them go, only Ye Xiong could save them.

Ye Xiong stood still and didn't move, watching her not speak.

He suddenly felt that as a woman, Isa was really pitiful.

Betrayed by men and hated by countless people.

I have done a lot of things and made great contributions, but many people don’t understand.

Although there are reasons for her personality, many things could have been solved in a very gentle way, but she just likes to use violence.

Now, I am going to be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.

Ye Xiong has been to the Eighteenth Hell, where the people who are locked up, some have demons, demons, ghosts, and residual souls, and their ends are very miserable.

Such a delicate beauty, she has been locked in it for ten thousand years, leaving only skeletons.

"Ye Xiong, for the sake of your acquaintance with Zhao Lizhen, please help them, okay?"

Isa said to Ye Xiong in a low voice that she had never been before.

The people around me were sighing!

Who would have thought that the Mother of the Holy Realm would one day be so humble.
Chapter completed!