The Great Talisman

Regarding the dragon beard and tiger, Yang Sanyang did not believe it at all, and was always paying attention to the dragon beard and tiger's movements. Faced with such masters as Dragon Beard and Tiger, Yang Sanyang turned into a fan when he did not pay attention to the opponent's counterattack.

To be honest, if he hadn't really mastered the magical power of the Golden Crow Huahong, Yang Sanyang would definitely not dare to ride the dragon beard and tiger's back hastily. In case this evil animal makes a counterattack, he will not be able to react at such a short distance.

The golden crow transforms the rainbow technique into instinct by him, and he can escape with the thoughts in his heart. This is his trump card for daring to truly enter the wilderness and seeking self-protection.

As long as he can walk away from the distance, he can counterattack. He has mastered all the mysterious innate methods. As long as he doesn't meet such supreme beings, there is always some hope.

As for the big master?

In the land of the gods, the gods are the masters. As a disciple of the Patriarch, as long as he does not take the initiative to seek death on his own, he will not suffer calamity, and the gods will not embarrass him.

As for the other tribes, they would never kill him rashly and forge cause and effect with the gods of Fangcunshan in Lingtai.

Except for the gods, major tribes, and dynasties, what is left is idle monsters, who occasionally turn on their spiritual intelligence and become a climate, but their cultivation base is absolutely not a god.

"Speaking of speaking, we are also people with background!" Yang Sanyang smiled triumphantly. He is not a fool, so how dare he go down the mountain rashly.

In this land of the gods, everyone must give him some face.

Yang Sanyang's heart was moved, and he kept using gossip to deduce the heavens and the direction between the heavens and the earth. In this virgin forest where the sky is hard to see, Yang Sanyang does not distinguish between north and south, so as not to be led by dragons and tigers. Up.

Calculating that his chance is in the southeast direction, if the dragon bears the tiger deliberately causing it to run to the northwest, wouldn't it be the opposite?

Yang Sanyang sat on Dragon Beard Tiger, straddling his body, pulling his beard, and constantly correcting Dragon Beard Tiger's direction.

As if feeling the unwillingness of the dragon, beard and tiger under him, Yang Sanyang said unhurriedly: "Niehu, you don't have to be thinking about it. I am a disciple of the Fangcunshan Taoist Temple in Lingtai. I am the innate god: Hong, the disciple of the room. You. If you dare to kill me, I'm afraid that the ancestor will run across time and space with a finger while he is thinking, and you will be crushed to death."

Longbeard and Tiger sneered when he heard the words: "You are a barbarian, what qualifications do you have to worship the innate **** and sit down? Don't blame me!"

"You will naturally know in the future!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

Immediately, Yang Sanyang didn’t say much, but instead drove the Dragon Beard Tiger all the way. Although there are monsters in the great wilderness, the Dragon Beard Tiger is not a weak one among the idle monster kings. The monsters that pass by are rolling, shocking all the monsters. The beast waits and sees.

It's just that the dragon beard and tiger are fast, but they pass over the territories of the big demon kings in a dozen breaths. The demon kings don't want to block the branches and leaves of the dragon beard and tiger passing by.

The two of them had a meal and sleepless night, and they drove overnight for a month. Suddenly, Yang Sanyang's eyes condensed, his vitality moved, and the innate gossip was deduced, and he yanked the beard of the dragon beard and tiger: "Let's stop."

"Huh~"

The hurricane that the Dragon Beard and the Tiger rushed wildly caused the fallen leaves to fly on the ground. He turned his head and looked at Yang Sanyang on his back: "Are you there yet?"

"The place hasn't been there, but the enemy has met!" Yang Sanyang looked at the Dragon Beard Tiger and sat down, "How far have you been in cultivation now?"

"We have survived the three plagues, but we haven't gotten the certificate to go to Heavenly Immortal Avenue!" Long Xihu said honestly.

Yang Sanyang was moved when he heard the words, and looked at Dragon Beard Tiger: "If you and I meet, it is fate. You sent me to the place. Let's go."

"Go? Where to go?" Longxuhu was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked subconsciously.

"Where do you come from? Where do you go back! I naturally want to return your freedom!" Yang Sanyang turned into golden light, falling from the back of the dragon beard and tiger on the big branches.

The big branch is very thick, as thick as three people hug, Yang Sanyang leaned against the big tree with his arms, bowed his head and looked down at the dragon bearded tiger under the tree.

"Give me my freedom? Are you really that good?" Longbeard's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and then his thoughts flowed: "Isn't there a fraud? Could this guy be testing my sincerity?"

"Since I have recognized you as the master, how can I turn back?" Longbeard tiger smiled coldly and raised his head proudly: "You look down on me too much!"

"There is only one chance, do you really not leave? Missing this village, you are thinking about leaving me in the future, I am afraid that there is no chance!" Yang Sanyang's mouth showed an evil smile.

Long Xihu hesitated when he heard the words. He saw Yang Sanyang's expression, but his heart moved: "Are you really willing to let me go?"

"If you don't want to leave, just stay!" Yang Sanyang sneered, his voice full of mockery.

He looked at Yang Sanyang's facial expression seriously, not as if he was joking, and suddenly made Longxuehu a fiery heart.

"Which~" Longxuhu said nothing, turned into a violent wind and dissipated in the mountains and forests, and disappeared without a trace.

Freedom is the desire of all living beings. Without freedom, life will be eclipsed.

Regardless of whether Yang Sanyang lied to himself or not, Longbeard and Tiger would have to try.

"Really let me go?" A few dozen miles away, Longbeard Tiger descended to the wind and turned his head in amazement: "The little barbarian is very cruel, so kind?"

With the thoughts flowing in his mind, Long Xihu was a little surprised: "How is it possible?"

"There is cause and effect to come to the door, the dragon beard and tiger staying with me is a kind of restraint!" Yang Sanyang carefully deduced the gossip in his hand, numerology circulated in his palm, everything is like a flower in the palm: "From The cause and effect of Donghai."

"It must be the Dragon Clan who came to seek my revenge. I went to Tianyi. There is no secret, and the Dragon Clan will naturally come to the door!" Yang Sanyang had both arms ambition, but he didn't see the slightest panic.

The strong dragons come to the door, and there is no need to think about it when the time comes, the dragon beard and tiger will inevitably betray themselves, and then they will not be able to get the enemy. Now that the Dragon Beard Tiger was sent away, he was hit by his own means and couldn't escape from his palm.

"Furthermore, my chance is here. The world is chaotic, but I don't know where it is!" Yang Sanyang's countless thoughts flowed, the next moment the sky converged, and the black and heavy clouds overwhelmed the mountains and rivers, accompanied by fierce lightning. A salty smell peculiar to the sea continues to flow.

Countless monsters bowed their heads and retracted into their nests, with a touch of horror in their eyes: "A strong man in the realm of heavenly immortals?"

The void was twisted, the vegetation was razed to the ground, and the terrifying tornado swept across the earth. I don't know how many monsters were beaten back to their original shape in the hurricane, were caught in the wind, and then thrown into the mud, falling alive.

A hazy figure seemed to tear the void, came out of the clouds, leaping across the void step by step, approaching Yang Sanyang continuously.

The figure is tall, about two meters in length, with a body, a dragon's horns, and a handsome appearance, like a rich man in the ordinary. The water vapor flowing around the whole person seems to contain a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

"Weird! It's a little barbarian!" The visitor stood still, his eyes flashed with fluorescence, staring at Yang Sanyang on the tree, his eyes revealed a touch of surprise: "I thought he was the murderer who killed the Eighteenth Royal Highness, but I never thought it turned out to be a barbarian."

"However, you have the aura of His Royal Highness Eighteen and Ao Xing. This cannot be faked. Even if you didn't kill His Royal Highness Eighteen and Ao Xing, the death of the two must be inextricably linked to you! Capture you, go back to the East China Sea and ask Zulong to use his magical powers. If you go back in time and trace the river, you will surely find the traces of the murderer. It's strange to say that a small barbarian, how could he have the breath of His Royal Highness 18? You must be I have seen the trail of His Royal Highness Eighteen, or have encountered the body of His Royal Highness Eighteen!" The young man sneered coldly: "Just let me go. It's a pity that I haven't eaten it for a long time, remember to go. It was tens of thousands of years ago to eat Barren brain."

While talking, the visitor displayed his magical powers and wanted to hold Yang Sanyang.

"You eat brute brains?" On the tree, Yang Sanyang was motionless like a mountain, and suddenly he said something without seeing the palm of his grasping hand.

"Huh? You can talk? You can even speak God's words?" The Dragon Clan cultivator was stunned, his hands could not help but stop.

"Have you eaten Mannao?" Yang Sanyang did not respond to Ao Xing's words, but asked again.

"Talking barbarians, it's surprising! In that case, you don't have to capture you back to the East China Sea. You directly explain when you have seen the trail of the Eighteenth Prince. I can consider letting you live." The dragon youth subconsciously licked his tongue, a drop of saliva involuntarily Flowing out.

"His Royal Highness Eighteen? Who is that?" Yang Sanyang did not ask, but said blankly.

"Have you ever seen a flood dragon?" the visitor asked.

"I saw it, a blood-red flood dragon!" Yang Sanyang said blankly.

"Where did you see it? Tell me?" The visitor stepped forward and approached Yang Sanyang's body.

Yang Sanyang wanted to stop when he heard the words, the young dragon clan stepped forward and grabbed the animal skin on Yang Sanyang's neck: "You said? Where did you see it?"

"I can't say that ~www.readwn.com~ will die!" Yang Sanyang shook his head repeatedly.

"This seat, Ao Kun, is a strong dragon clan, if you tell Ao Xing's whereabouts, I can take you back to the East China Sea, with my dragon clan guarding, that can kill you?" Ao Kun stared at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang hesitated when he heard the words, then looked at Ao Kun, and said in a low voice: "You put your ears in front of you, don't make a loud noise, lest you get heard and take my life."

"Just talk about it, who can harm you?" Ao Xing said impatiently.

Yang Sanyang's face was stubborn, like a silly monkey, biting his lip and said: "If you are not willing to put your ears forward, I will not dare to speak."

"It's really troublesome, you dead monkey, wait for me to ask me later, you have to bite your head and swallow your brain!" Ao Kun was unhappy, but he kept his face and moved forward. Go and say: "Say it, no one can hear it this time."

When Yang Sanyang heard this, a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, but unfortunately Ao Kun was facing Yang Sanyang on his side and was brewing murder in his heart, and never noticed Yang Sanyang's strange changes.

ps: Make up the cuteness.