The Great Talisman

How to survive the immediate disaster?

Yang Sanyang looked at the natural disasters that stretched for tens of millions of miles. This was the catastrophe of the heavens. The sentient beings bathed in the blood of the gods and suffered the curse of the gods. With the effect of the mysterious black pot, it seemed troublesome.

A touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes, and Yang Sanyang's heart was moved, and the next moment he saw the purple air from the east coming from the horizon, covering the sky and the sun straight into the galaxy.

The mighty purple air, 30,000 miles inserted into the galaxy, rendered the endless stars between the sky and the earth, and in the hazy there are vast poetry like smoke waves coming from the horizon, resounding in the wild world: "Hongmeng’s first judgment is the first, often Often nothing is natural. Purple Qi came to the east for 30,000 miles, and Hanguan first 5,000 years."

After the words fell, a hazy figure came from the horizon, taking a step forward accompanied by the vision of golden lotus falling from the sky, only to see that the figure had fallen into the void between his legs.

"The saint is coming! It is the saint coming! I am waiting to see the saint!" The three ancestors of the dragon, the phoenix and the unicorn were all excited and saluted.

The chaotic atmosphere around the old Tan Faxiang was so hazy that everyone in the field couldn't really see it. He ignored the third ancestor's rudeness, and just looked into the distance quietly.

At this moment, there was a sound from the south, and then I saw the golden lotus rushing from the sky, and the vast and infinite purple air coming from the south, no less inferior to Lao Tan's appearance. Before people arrive, there is a tactic that has come from the dark: Hun Yuan first judged the Tao as the respect, and practiced the world to clear the world. The two forms of Tai Chi give birth to the four phenomena, which are still in the palm.

The boundless coercion overwhelmed the sky, the endless holy power spread, and all the living beings in the field bowed down.

"Another saint is coming. It seems that this time it is really troublesome!" King Qilin's pupils kept tightening: "If it weren't for trouble, two saints would not come. You and I will visit the saint together, and see what the saint has. Way to break the robbery."

The words did not fall, but there was a sound from the east, the vast and infinite purple flow, accompanied by the falling of the sky, the endless holy power overwhelming the wild land, making the heads of all living creatures lower by three points. Some tactics came from the misty clouds and mists, but I saw a figure of chaotic turbulence descending from the sky, a tactic resounded through the universe, and a figure slowly came: open the ground and open the sky with clear principles, talk about the classics and discuss the law and travel in Beijing. Wu Qi Dynasty Yuan Chuan the wonderful tactics, three flowers gather at the top to play lifelessness. The golden light on the top is divided into colorful colors, and the red lotus walks forever. The Eight Diagrams Immortal Doctor Flies Ziqi, and the Sanfeng Sword is Qingping. Defeat the dragon and the tiger as the first, capture the monster and bound the monster any aspect.

Another saint came, making the three ancestors unable to stop.

He was hesitating, but when he heard a sound from the west, a figure walked up, purple air tumbling 30,000 miles, and golden lotus blossoms everywhere. There are sings that come from nothingness and spread throughout the battlefields of Buzhou Mountain, reflecting the infinite time: when Dajue Jinxian is the best time, Western magical ancestor Bodhi. The three or three elements are immortal and immortal, full of energy and full of mercy. The emptiness naturally changes with the change, it is as if one's nature does whatever it takes. The solemn body with the same life as the sky, the great master Mingxin through the robbery.

The three ancestors looked intently, but they were the Amitabha saints most familiar to everyone in the past.

The four saints stood still in the void, looking at the overwhelming calamity, all were silent.

The three ancestors hurriedly arranged their clothes and stepped forward to respectfully saw the salute: "I have seen all the saints. There are saints who have come, and the saints have compassion for the world, and there are saints who have helped my three races. I am so grateful."

Peeping intently, they saw that the four saints were all chaotic and hazy, and there were purple auras to cover their bodies, which made people look unreal.

The three saints did not move like a mountain, nor did they look at the three ancestors, but looked at the vast calamity for themselves, only Amitabha turned around and said: "You wait for the moment to wait on the side, and let us wait for my magical powers."

The three ancestors stood up to the majesty of the saints, and at this time he was already a little struggling, and immediately backed away without saying anything.

Tai Shang Faxiang said: "Dingfeng Dan and Pihuozhu can make one side good, but it is difficult to reverse the current situation. I don't know what the three can do?"

"Brother Dao needs to take action and use Tai Chi to fix the three plagues. Then Brother Tongtian uses the four sword souls to absorb the calamity between the heaven and the earth. Now I use the three treasures such as jade to suppress the vitality of the lower realms. I waited for the four to cross the economy. All sentient beings, these sentient beings have a predestined relationship with me. If they can be transformed into the three thousand worlds and filled by these hundreds of millions of sentient beings, my three thousand worlds will be saturated, and there will be no need to help outside sentient beings in the future, and they will be completely self-sufficient. Moreover, Bodhi The evolution of the tree will also speed up countless times, and a leaf can grow in 500 years." Amitabha twisted his rosary, his eyes full of countless calculations.

The Taiqing Faxiang pondered for a while, and then said: "Great goodness, I am waiting to regain my strength, but I don’t know how long it will take. This matter should fully support Amitabha and help Amitabha enlightenment. If Amitabha can complete the holy path, I will also be guaranteed. This time is an opportunity to plunder this world."

"It's also feasible, but... it must not compromise the merits and vigor. I don't know how many calamities in the future will cause bad luck... This is also a sequelae of the forcible stealing of the great wilderness world." Yu Qingfa hesitated slightly.

"I don’t care about so much. The Demon Ancestor is about to become a Dao. I will always have one person to restore all his strengths to contain the Demon Ancestor and save me!" The Shang Qing Faxiang whispered: "The rest of the sentient beings can be saved, but only There are three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, monks cannot be overwhelmed. This tribe is the protagonist. If the tribe is involved in the Pure Land world, it will be too late to regret."

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Primal Dao!" Amitabha raised his eyebrows, revealing a frightening look: "I was so lustful, I almost forgot this."

"The great desolation has been plundered for tens of thousands of years. The sentient beings in this great desolation have spawned for tens of thousands of years. They have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon and the gods of good fortune for tens of thousands of years. Life is not easy!" Taiqing smiled bitterly.

"I don't care about so much. The teacher is very conspiring and has done everything for my prehistoric world. How can I be weak at this time? Abandon the teacher's heart and blood? With Amitabha's support, even if the future is bumpy, I can still save the past! "Tongtian looked resolute.

Taiqing stopped talking, and the next moment he waved his sleeves, the Taiji diagram turned into a mighty scroll, and rolled towards the endless calamity below.

Just as the picture scrolls through, the void freezes, like amber that has fallen into the stillness of time, and the power of earth, water, wind and fire should follow it.

A tragic murderous intent appeared, and the world was red, that murderous intent swept across the void, and the blood rained from the sky, as if a certain mystery had been cut through. Then in the next moment, I saw the powerful Qi machine circulating in the middle of nothingness, the bright sword aura, and the condensed murderous intent to the extreme, the sentient beings of the stinging great wilderness were blank. The minds of the sentient beings in the Great Wilderness were completely blank, and the three ancestors who were watching also closed their eyes at this time, their hearts trembled, and a touch of horror appeared in their eyes.

The sword light was radiant to the extreme, and the sea of ​​laws was split wherever it passed, and countless laws were broken. The souls of the three ancestors kept trembling, as if they had encountered the great horror, and lost consciousness in an instant.

A Jade Ruyi flew out, not knowing where it came from, and where it came from.

Countless calamities dissipated one after another, and strands of chaos flowed, constantly dispelling the calamity between heaven and earth.

Amitabha sighed, stretched out his palm, and a bodhi leaf flew out. The bodhi leaf seemed to contain a real world. I saw the bodhi leaf covering the void, covering the sun, moon and stars, and hundreds of millions of living beings were collected by the bodhi leaf for a few breaths. Then the Bodhi leaf returned to Amitabha.

The smoke disappeared, the light of the sun and the moon descended on the great wilderness again, and when the will of the three ancestors of the dragon, the phoenix and the unicorn was restored, the eyes were empty.

The saint is missing, and the hundreds of millions of sentient beings under his command are also missing.

From the gods to the cultivators who were able to overcome the three disasters, they all disappeared.

Only the great power of the Golden Fairy Realm stood there blankly, and had not yet recovered consciousness.

The saint's shot was too terrifying, everyone was taken in their minds, and they didn't know what was happening before them.

What about your own tribe?

The three ancestors quickly counted the tribes. Fortunately, although the hundreds of millions of troops have disappeared, the main force under his command still exists.

Hundreds of millions of sentient beings, say no more, say no less.

This is the elite of the tribes affiliated to the tribe, but it is the vital force of the tribes. But it is not an absolute power. It is the power of the tribe's direct line that really maintains the tribal hegemony.

After decades of hard work, he returned to the pre-liberation period.

The three tribes lost little, at most they returned to the state they were tens of thousands of years ago. This loss can be afforded.

"Don't think about it, just as all these hundreds of millions of sentient beings are buried under the calamity!" Zulong's pupils tightened: "I wait for the main force of the three clans to be saved, and it is already a blessing to invite heaven, enough to maintain our three clans. Orthodox. Our main task now is to hunt down the gods. It is advisable for the remaining brave to chase the poor, and not to speculate randomly."

Feng Zu and King Qilin were silent. After a while, they listened to King Qilin: "A good saint is all ants. Hundreds of millions of living beings have been destroyed by the saints. For the order of the world, the saints have destroyed hundreds of millions of living beings. It is really good. Vicious heart."

Feng Zu was silent, everyone was not a fool, who would believe what King Qilin said?

There is simply not so much power of death in the air!

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The **** Houtu and the Demon Ancestor opened their eyes together, watching the void, without saying a word for a long time.

"Is it you?" After a long time, Mozu took a deep breath: "What a terrifying person, where are you from? Why do I have a familiar feeling with the four figures?"

The deepest part of Buzhou Mountain

Houtu stared at the void for a long time, slowly retracted his gaze, and then slowly closed his eyes: "The picture scroll, the jade, if I read it correctly, it is the object in your hand. How can there be a saint treasure in your hand? Could it be that you are the person chosen by the saints to replace the saints in the wilderness?"

"No wonder, you can save me from the catastrophe! It seems that my choice was not wrong at the beginning, this time I really gambled right!" Houtu muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)