Seeing the back and forth battle between the black temple and the three Saints, the Beast Saints finally were able to react.
"Don't think you'll have it so easy!"
They flew towards Demon Clouds River, wanting to enter the battle.
Xuanyuan Tianzun looked at Xie Dao Ling.
Xie Dao Ling swung her sleeves and retrieved the Great Monk of Sorrow.
"I'll kill them first; you deal with that demonic creature" Xie Dao Ling said.
"Very well" Xuanyuan Tianzun nodded.
Xie Dao Ling immediately disappeared, then reappeared behind a Beast Saint.
Her hands moved so quickly that they turned into afterimages, striking the Beast Saint over a hundred times in a single breath.
The sound of impact rang out, again and again, then the palm strikes became a fist, striking at his neck.
Martial Thaumaturgy, [Sky Fall]!
The sound of something breaking was heard as the Beast Saint's neck snapped at a strange angle.
"Die"
