The Great Talisman

　　 After listening to Yang Sanyang's narration, his face turned blue all of a sudden: "You mean, you made a deception and tricked those guys into the demon banner?"

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded: "Otherwise, there are so many Taiyi and Jinxians, I don't have the ability to force them to enter the demon banner."

　　 Tai was silent, and after a while, he put the demon banner in his sleeve: "It seems that this black pot will fall on me after all."

　　 "When will the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array be born?" Taiyi asked.

"It has already been done. Your Majesty only needs to lead the Star Gods to independently rehearse the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation. When the galaxy is eliminated, the True Gods of Da Luo will be forced into the beckoning banners. Naturally, you won't be worrying!" A gleam of light appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes.

Hearing this, Tai Yi said silently: "Up to now, there is no choice but that's all! If you don't solve the real Gods of Da Luo, you can't bring the stars to the world, so as not to leak the news and provoke the vigilance of the true gods. "

　　 Yang Sanyang's heart was moved, but he saw the treasure in the gossip furnace shining brightly, and the stars rolled up, together with a pattern, flew out of the gossip furnace.

　　 "Your Majesty, please look!" Yang Sanyang pointed to a cluster of nebula in the sky, manipulated the 48,000 flag flags, and evolved an infinite starry sky with the Zhoutian star formation.

　　 "Good treasure! Good treasure! Xingjun Ziwei, this time is dead!" said with a scorching look.

"I don't know if he is dead, but I do know that this week's star battle array is considered a semi-finished product. Only when the origin of the starry sky is really swallowed, that is the true peak state!" Yang Sanyang will Zhou Tian's star battle array Pushed to Taiyi.

"Thanks to you, otherwise I am afraid that the deity will be in trouble!" Taiyi sighed, and his voice was full of emotion: "Only when you come to this position will you know how difficult it is. It is not you who help me, I am afraid of the demon. The court no longer exists!"

　　 Yang Sanyang shook his head when he heard the words, and didn't say much. The cause and effect between him and Taiyi are profound, not to mention the enthusiasm and weary, but they are almost the same.

　　 The rise of the barbarians will fall on Taiyi.

　　 "If your Majesty feels sorry, but I don't know if he can help me with something?" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi.

　　 "What's the matter?" Tai looked at Yang Sanyang in amazement, and then exclaimed: "I can't think of it, you still have time to ask someone to do errands. Say it, the emperor will do it all the way."

　　 Yang Sanyang smiled upon hearing the words: "I want to refine a magic weapon to specifically restrain the magic weapon of the true God of Da Luo, but I still need to use the origin of the God of Time."

Taiyi was silent when he heard the words, and then said after a while: "The origin of the **** of time has been sealed in the curtain of the gods. If you want to take it out, you must ask the **** of space to join hands with this seat. That **** of time and space Gods intersect with each other irreversibly. If the origin of the God of Time is moved, I am afraid that the God of Space will not give up."

　　 "The God of Space?" Yang Sanyang stroked the barrier of the Eight Diagrams Furnace: "Your Majesty knows where the God of Space is?"

　　 "Naturally knows" too.

"Then your Majesty will walk on my behalf, and you will tell the God of Space, I want a part of the origin of that time! Even raising the eyebrows still owes a favor to the saint, it's time to pay it back!" Yang Sanyang didn't hesitate Tao.

　　 "Yang Mei is a being who wants to be sanctified. It's a bit unworthy to consume favors like this now!" Too was stunned.

"Your Majesty doesn't understand. In the future, even if I have difficulties, I can only ask the four saints to take action without raising my eyebrows. Moreover, it is not a good thing to form a causal relationship with the saints. Amitabhas raised his eyebrows back then. It's over, lest you have trouble sleeping and eating!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

　　 Hearing this, he nodded too much and didn't say much anymore, just holding on to the source and disappearing in the heavenly palace.

　　 Taiyi left, and the 48,000 gods, entered a certain heaven of the lower realm together, and entered a closed state, and everyone practiced the Zhoutian star battle.

　　 Yang Sanyang stood in front of the Eight Diagrams furnace, thinking about how to refine Zhanxianfeidao. To refine the Zhanxian Flying Sword, you need two necessary things. One is the origin of the **** of time. Second, it is a good gourd.

　　 Gourd, Yang Sanyang is not short, there are innumerable congenital spiritual plants in the great wilderness, as long as it is a congenital gourd, it can be.

　　 In the depths of endless time and space, sitting with raised eyebrows, the majesty of the holy path flows continuously all over the body.

　　 Suddenly, the calm time and space was like a lake thrown into stones, rippling layers after layers.

　　 Taiyi is here!

　　 raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

　　 "It is indeed worthy of congratulations, the dominance of the world is just around the corner, it should be congratulated!" Taiyi smiled.

　　 "Your Majesty should be rehearsing the Zhoutian Star Fighting formation at this time, but I don't know what to do with me," raised his eyebrows in confusion.

　　 "Dao Guo wants a part of the origin of the God of Time" too openly.

　　 "Impossible!" The God of Space flatly refused.

　　 "It's considered to have resolved the enlightenment" Tai Yi said again.

　　 The **** of space heard this silently, and remained silent for a long time.

　　 "The God of Time is dead after all, even if he is bred and resurrected again, is he still him?" Tai Yi paired eyes quietly looking at the God of Space.

　　 "If you can resolve cause and effect, ascend to the holy throne, and want to come to the **** of time, you will never be blamed!" Taiyi looked at the **** of space.

　　 For a long time, I heard the God of Space sigh: "Yes! I and his pursuit of the ultimate evolution, if he is really alive in the sky, watching me fulfill his lifelong wish, he will certainly not blame me."

　　 "So, you and I will act together to open the curtain of the gods and take part of the origin of the **** of time!" Taiyi.

　　天宫内内

　　 Yang Sanyang is holding a gourd, where he sits boringly, the mysterious forbidden method in his hand flows from time to time, and the traces of the mysterious are carved on the gourd.

　　 The void was distorted, and he returned so embarrassedly, his clothes seemed to have been blown by the gale, and even the hair on his head was a little messy.

　　 "How does your Majesty look like this?" Yang Sanyang looked at Tai Yi curiously.

"Is it so easy to open when you are the tomb of the gods?" But seeing Taiyi sighed, then stretched out his palm, and a fist-sized crystal appeared: "This is the origin of the **** of time you want. Next, the ancestors I'm going to retreat to practice Zhou Tianxing's big battle array. Please help me watch things in the lower realm."

　　 Yang Sanyang took the crystal, but saw a faint ripple on the crystal, and there seemed to be a long river of nothingness flowing slowly inside.

　　 That is, the legendary river of fate.

　　 There was a dignified look in his eyes, and Yang Sanyang held the crystal in his hand: "I have troubled it."

　　 "Hey, you kid always worked hard for me, and it's rare for my ancestors to do things for you, how can I not do my best!" Taiyi smiled and patted Yang Sanyang on the shoulder, and then walked out of the palace.

　　 Looking at Taiyi's back, Fuxi leaned in and said, "Taiyi is injured."

"How easy is it for a living person to covet the world of a dead person?" Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged in front of the gossip stove, took out the green and yellow gourd, stuffed the origin of the **** of time into it, and threw it into the gossip stove .

　　Refining treasure?

　　What is the most important thing about refining Zhanxianfeidao?

　　First, the origin of the **** of time.

　　 Second, a good quality gourd.

　　 The third, and also the most important thing, is the prohibition of the Zhanxianfeidao.

　　 The prohibition of Zhanxianfeidao is the most important treasure.

　　Zhanxian flying knife is the treasure of inner refining, and inner refining prohibition is the key. As for the origin of the **** of time and the gourd, they are just icing on the cake, a medium for nurturing magic weapons.

　　 uses the origin of the **** of time as the medium, motivating the long river of time, using the long river of time to nurture innate restraint, and nurture the essence of the gourd.

　　 "Actually, my straw rope can replace the origin of the **** of time, but...I can't bear to ruin the treasure!" Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes.

　　 It's three years between the fingers.

　　 "Om~"

　　 The seventh day of the Heavenly Palace

Divine light shot from the sky and the earth, and suddenly there was infinite starlight rolling up, swaying the stars in the sky, and you saw the stars in the starry sky passing through the void barrier, shining straight into the thirty-third day, and submerged in the seventh level. day.

　　 On the seventh day, all the star gods held flag flags, constantly vomiting the power of the stars coming from across the boundary, and ritualized the flag flags in their hands.

"The most important thing in the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array is the unity of people and flags. Only when a man's flags are unified can they truly become a star **** and seize the origin of the Zhoutian Star Fighting!" Taiichi holds a flag and flags ~www.readwn.com ~ The flow of chaos around the body.

　　 Accompanied by the people worshipping the flags and flags, suddenly I saw a distorted aura in the field, as if hundreds of millions of stars descended, and the space where everyone stood was distorted.

　　 In a trance, eternal solitude came, and in an instant, he turned into stars, bathed in starlight, and constantly absorbing the origin of the starry sky.

　　If an outsider does this again, he will inevitably open his mouth with horror. Among the dazzling stars, where are the shadows of the star gods and flag banners, it is clear that a starry sky world has emerged in the seventh day.

　　 Wuken Starry Sky

　　 Ziwei Xingjun stood quietly in the palace, feeling the fluctuations around him, the origin of the passing stars, standing there for a while, his nails stuck in his palms.

"Bitch! Bitch! An dare to steal my origin! An dare to steal my origin! If I have the origin of the starry sky in hand, I would never be so easily stolen from the star air number!" A killing machine was revealed inside.

　　 "Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer! Now Taiyi has just rehearsed the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, and he has such power, if he is really matured by his rehearsal..." Wenquxingjun appeared behind Ziwei Xingjun.

　　 "However, the Zhoutian star battle array resonated with the starry sky, which has caused the strength of all the stars to fall. What shall we use to fight against the demon court?" Xingjun Ziwei's eyes are full of helplessness.

　　This kind of helplessness and despair makes people want to destroy the world!

　　 I'm so sad!

　　 You can only watch your opponent strengthen and watch yourself continue to weaken, but there is nothing you can do.

　　Even if the fish die and the net breaks, they can't do it!

　　 "Sage!" Ziwei Xingjun sighed suddenly.