The Great Talisman

"My heavenly demon is invisible and intangible. The devil starts with his heart, and his thoughts move with his heart. It is impossible to be beheaded at all. How could he be broken by you?" The demon ancestor was shocked, his eyes full of disbelief.

It was just that the thoughts in his heart had not yet been converted. Suddenly, I saw a burst of energy in the void, and divine light descended from the 33rd layer of the sky and descended into the field.

Although he was unwilling, the Demon Ancestor had to turn around and left East Kunlun.

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

Bai Ze and Tai Yi arrived, standing ten feet away from Yang Sanyang, looking at Yang Sanyang's limp figure, they were silent.

"Are you all right?" Bai Ze leaned forward cautiously and said to Yang Sanyang.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could this be? How could this be!" Yang Sanyang turned his head to look at Bai Ze, and grabbed Bai Ze's collar: "Is it all hallucinations? Are you kidding me? ?"

Bai Ze smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and looked at Yang Sanyang, who wanted to choose someone to eat, but couldn't say anything, and could only smile bitterly.

"Isn't it! You speak up!" Yang Sanyang shook Bai Ze's neck, looking at him with madness and expectation in his eyes.

Bai Ze smiled bitterly, he understood Yang Sanyang, he knew Yang Sanyang's obsession!

He knows what this tribe means to him!

It's just that people always have to face reality, right?

"Wake up!" Bai Ze said with a wry smile: "The barbarians are gone!"

Yang Sanyang let go of Bai Ze, turned to look at the land of East Kunlun, and remained silent for a long time.

This silence was a hundred years. Three streams of light passed by in the heavenly palace, and Wa, Fuxi and Minghe came together and came behind Yang Sanyang.

"Brother, we can't sorry you, you didn't protect the barbarians well! It's me who is incompetent!" Wa's big eyes were full of tears.

"It's my fault! I was too careless! I always think that the world's affairs are winning!" Yang Sanyang did not turn around, said hoarsely, with regret in his voice: "If I didn't lose my vigilance, I wouldn't There is a situation like today."

"Brother, my three brothers and sisters have worked hard to cultivate, but even the tribe of the senior brother can't be saved. I am really ashamed of the senior brother. It is better to die to repay the brother's kindness!" Fuxi's eyes were full of annoyance, helplessness, and regret, suddenly A palm to the forehead.

"No!" Yang Sanyang suddenly turned around and grabbed Fuxi's palm: "My brother has seen the heart of the virtuous brother."

He is not a fool. Fuxi and Wa are half transformed, and the innate Taoist body has become a waste body, a half-human and half-snake existence. If there is not a great opportunity for earth-shaking in the future, I am afraid that there will be no chance for transformation.

The transformation of the innate Taoist body needs to happen overnight, without the slightest mistake.

Now both Wa and Fuxi both have their upper body transformed into innate Taoist bodies, but the lower body has retained the power of God!

It's like a demon with a certain part reserved in the great wilderness.

However, those monsters were deliberately reserved. But Fuxi and Wa interrupted as a last resort.

For Fuxi and Wa, the congenital Dao body is related to future enlightenment, and it is not important. Besides, on the side of Styx, the Yuantu Abi sword in his arms is broken and scarred, which is heartache.

That is the treasure that Styx has entrusted to his life and true spirit, just as the Holy Way is as important as Yang Sanyang!

"A grudge, I will repay my brother!" Yang Sanyang patted Fuxi and Wa on the shoulders, then sighed, and looked at Styhe: "Yuantu Abi is a matter of great importance, and I have a lot of vitality here. I can help the younger brother to repair it. Lingbao. I am here to avenge the grievances. Just return to the sea of ​​blood and repair the sword!"

The sword of Styx, but the innate spirit treasure, was cut into the cracks, which shows the fierce battle at that time.

Styx took the mixed vitality, saluted Yang Sanyang, and then turned away without looking back.

Some things, some words, don’t have to say at all, and you’re done!

"Who did it!" Yang Sanyang's whole body was filled with chaos, and the killing intent was almost condensed into substance, and the evil corpse Daoxing grew in an incredible way.

"Dragons, Star Gods, and a black-robed figure holding the Demon Ancestor's sharp spear! That person seems to be an old friend!" Fuxi's eyes revealed a murderous intent: "It is not the command of this dragon, how could there be such a calamity?"

"Dragon!" Yang Sanyang revealed a murderous in his eyes: "Magic Ancestor!"

"Haha~" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly and turned to look at Taiyi: "Why did your majesty teach me?"

"War!" Tai Yi said decisively.

"No! I have to wash the world with blood myself! Only by pulling off the heads of those beasts can I relieve my hatred!" A cold light appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes: "Wait for me again, take my battle for me, and see how I get revenge. ."

Yang Sanyang took a step forward, striding across the void, and descending straight to West Kunlun.

In the Holy Land of West Kunlun, the Demon Ancestor stood under a big purple tree, holding tea and slowly pecking.

Looking at Yang Sanyang who was coming, he was still not hurried, blowing the tea leaves lightly.

"Sit!" The Demon Ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, his expression calm, but his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

At this moment, the chaotic energy of Yang Sanyang's body was lingering, and it looked unpredictable, and it was difficult to covet even the slightest energy.

"What kind of treasure this dog barbarian has refined!" The Demon Ancestor was shocked.

"The Barbarians were slaughtered!" Yang Sanyang sat opposite.

"I know!" The Demon Ancestor said unhurriedly: "Not only I know, but all the creatures in Dahuang don't know."

"I heard that there is a man in black who is taking the lead, holding the ancestor's sharp gun!" Yang Sanyang looked at the devil ancestor with a pair of eyes.

"Yes!" The Demon Ancestor said unhurriedly.

"Who is it?" Yang Sanyang stared at him tightly.

"A person you would never think of even if you die!" The Demon Ancestor said with a smile.

"Haha!" Yang Sanyang looked at the demon ancestor: "You lent the Godkiller Spear, now you dare to swagger and drink tea in front of me?"

"I don't think you can kill me!" The Demon Ancestor smiled and said, "Besides, kill me, you are afraid that you will never know who the murderer is in the future."

"Oh? The ancestor will eat me!" Yang Sanyang looked at the true spirit of the demon ancestor with a pair of eyes.

"Guru~" Mozu took a sip of tea, his face full of intoxication.

"Puff whistle~"

The next moment, the intoxication of the Demon Ancestor stiffened on his face, his eyes staring at Yang Sanyang, the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground and turned into powder.

A flag streamer with chaotic aura, the spear head was inserted into the throat of the demon ancestor. The spear head came so fast that the demon ancestor had no time to react.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" The Demon Ancestor stared at him tightly.

On the flag banner, the air of chaos is lingering, constantly eroding the true spirit of the Demon Ancestor and assimilating the immortal law of the Demon Ancestor.

"Nothing is impossible!" Yang Sanyang said blankly.

"You will never find the strand of true spirit that killed me, nor will you have a chance to find a clue to that person!" The Demon Ancestor stared at him firmly.

"I think I can find it!" Yang Sanyang's words are beyond doubt.

After hearing this, the demon ancestor no longer spoke, but looked at the chaotic flag banner: "Good treasure! I am afraid that only Taiyi's chaotic clock can compete with it."

"Haha, can you predict my trump card? A stronger treasure, you haven't seen it yet! When you are born in the future, it will not be too late for me to ask you to experience it!" Yang Sanyang coldly With a smile, and then a roll of the demon banner in his hand, a strand of the true spirit of the demon ancestor was annihilated out of thin air and was absorbed by the chaotic banner.

"If there are sentient beings, there will be magical thoughts, and if there are magical thoughts, there will be my existence! I am everywhere and everywhere! I will be back soon!" The voice of the demon ancestor Miaomiao floated slowly between the heavens and the earth.

"Hmph!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly: "If people have magical thoughts, I will destroy them. If all beings have magical thoughts, I will destroy them."

Holding the Pangu banner, Yang Sanyang swept across the holy realm of West Kunlun, with a touch of disdain and mockery in his eyes: "Hehe, I want to see who is leading the catastrophe and destroying my barbaric tribe."

With a sneer on his face, Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, and slowly sent a ray of true spirit inside the Pangu banner.

The knots of time flickered, and a winding branch of time came from nothingness, slowly flowing by.

"Open it to me!" Yang Sanyang split the chaotic banner from his hand, and in an instant the river of time was rippling with great waves, and the barrier of time was blown away by it.

Yang Sanyang was expressionless, and just tossed a dry, colorful branch into Hanoi for a long time: "I am not reconciled to the destruction of the barbarians! I am not reconciled!"

"Don't!" A streamer passed by in the distance, Tai Yi galloped, his voice full of shock.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Yang Sanyang took one step, stepped into the branches, stepped on the colorful light, and went against the long river of time, toward the future.

"Om~"

Tai Yi wanted to rush into the long river of time and held Yang Sanyang, who was going upstream, but it was too late.

I saw the void shaking, and an invisible barrier blocked Taiyi back.

"No! Come back soon! If you change the past and the future without authorization, you will be condemned! You will be condemned!" Tai Yi's voice was full of anxiety.

Yang Sanyang smiled coldly ~www.readwn.com~ The voice was full of mockery: "So what? The barbarians, how can they perish at will! Even if it is really perished, I have to see clearly, I want to know the barbarians. Why is it missing?"

After the words fell, Yang Sanyang’s voice disappeared in the long river of time. Only Tai Yi stood there in a daze, looking at the gradually disappearing river of time, the imminent back figure that was about to be invisible, took out the seal from his sleeve, and suddenly Throwing away to Hanoi for a long time: "Come back alive! You must come back alive for me!"

Through the barrier of time, Yin Xi chased to Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm and took the seal in his hand: "Thank you!"

After the words fell, his body completely disappeared in the long river of time.

The vast and uncultivated river of time is vague and invisible. Yang Sanyang steps on the colorful branches, like a boat retrograde in the sea, his eyes are full of solemnity.

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

A series of blood-red heavenly punishments constantly surfaced around him.