The Great Talisman

East Kunlun

Shed blood

Hou Tu stood there with a sad face, looking at Wa who was crumbling, coughing up black blood in his mouth, and a sad expression appeared in his eyes: "If this goes on, you will die!"

"The tribe that can resurrect Brother, make up for Brother's regret, Wa died without regrets!" Was talking, coughing up a pool of black blood continuously.

Looking at the skinny and ill-formed Wa, the essence of his life was constantly throwing away, a talisman in Houtu's hand flew out to the 33rd heaven.

At the same time, I was fortunate in my heart. Fortunately, I was playing in the mountains. I came back on a whim and discovered Wa's movements, otherwise I'm afraid that things will be big.

However, looking at the crumbling Wa and those stubborn eyes, Houtu was just anxious in his heart. He only hoped that Yang Sanyang would return soon and persuade the baby to go back soon.

"Blame me, why tell you these things!" Hou Tu's eyes were full of regret.

"Niang, can I blame you? On the contrary, I want to thank you. If you don't wake me up, how can I understand the key points?" Was as thin as a skeleton's head showed an ugly smile.

When Yang Sanyang rushed, he saw Wa who was almost out of oil, standing in the wind, skeletal as a wood, spraying golden blood continuously, a palm as thin as a skeleton, covering his mouth, coughing vigorously. With.

The body is like a bellows, making a huge sound.

Hou Tu was standing beside Wa, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, his eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety, and he kept stomping back and forth.

"what are you doing!"

With a beating, Yang Sanyang stepped forward and grabbed Wa's thin arm.

"Brother, I have found the way to break the definite number! I have found the way to break the definite number!" Wa looked at him with scorching eyes, and his eyes were full of flowing divine light. His thin body and shaky figure unexpectedly broke out A fascinating light.

That divine light, like a bright sun, makes people unable to open their eyes.

"Crazy! You are crazy!" Yang Sanyang reprimanded Wa: "You have damaged your origin. If you continue to do this, you will inevitably damage the foundation, and there will be no hope of sanctification in the future."

While talking, Yang Sanyang picked up the Yujing bottle and poured it into Wa's mouth: "Hurry up! Drink more nectar! Drink more nectar!"

"Brother!" Wa grabbed the Yujing bottle, her eyes were full of unquestionable stubbornness: "This is the only last wish of the senior brother. The younger sister must fulfill it for you. No regrets!"

"If you resurrect the barbarians, it will cost your life, I would rather not resurrect!" Yang Sanyang's eyes rose with anger.

"Junior sister died without regrets!" Wa's eyes were full of smiles.

"What **** talk, you are the true **** of Daluo, you are still in the future, how can you talk about life and death? The hardship in the world is only death! I am a brother to this day, but I still can't bear this life!" Yang Sanyang said softly, Handing Ganlin to his mouth: "Be good, obedient! Drink it! Drink it and you will be better."

"Brother, listen to me!" Wa looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes and held the Yujing bottle in her hand.

Yang Sanyang looked at Wa, the mist in Wa’s eyes was hazy: "If the brother is dead, what is the meaning of the little sister alive, it is better to go with the brother! This is the only last wish of the brother, even if the little sister is dead, it will be fulfilled. Brother. Brother has given too much to my brother and sister. This time I can contribute to my brother and sister. The younger sister is willing! This is also the heart of the younger sister, and I hope that the brother will not dislike it. If I can accompany the brother to return to heaven and earth, so Excellent! I am lonely and alone in the world to endure loneliness, it would be better to accompany my brother and have a companion in the future."

"Nonsense!" Yang Sanyang glared at Wa: "Xiu is so nonsense, you have the ability to be holy, and you will be holy in the future, how can you easily die?"

Yang Sanyang glared at Wa fiercely, and then he wanted to pick up the Yujing bottle and pour the sweet rain into his mouth.

"Brother, the rain is precious, don't waste it on me. The little girl's source is exhausted, and the lamp is dry, and it will be difficult to return to the sky. If the little girl is dead, you will sprinkle the rain on the clay man in the mountains and wilds, a drop of rain It will turn a clay figure into a barbarian tribe. Remember, don't waste the little sister's pains, so the little girl will go and wait for you!"

"Nonsense, I want you to be sanctified for my brother, and I want you to be Qingming every year..."

"Om~"

Yang Sanyang didn't finish his words, only to see Wa's whole body shuddered, and he actually bounced Yang Sanyang's palm away.

A dazzling divine light blasted through his body, and the innate immortal aura blasted out an unparalleled force, even if it was Yang Sanyang, he was staggered when he couldn't resist.

"Don't!!!" Get up embarrassedly, Yang Sanyang's eyes are splitting, and his voice is full of horror. He stretched out his palm, as if he was about to freeze the sky and suppress the sky.

Unfortunately, it was too late after all!

I saw Wa's body shattered in pieces, and then a stream of innate immortal aura flowed, and the innate immortal aura decomposed in an instant, turned into countless paths, and penetrated into the blood.

The overwhelming blood penetrated into the clay figurines on the ground.

"No! No! Why are you so stupid! Why are you so stupid!" Yang Sanyang thumped his chest, and blood spurted out from his mouth: "Why are you so stupid! Why are you so stupid! I am a dead person, even if the tribe is destroyed or exists. , What can you do? People die like a lamp, and your road is still long, why are you so stupid!"

"Wa~" Houtu was also stunned, standing there in a daze, looking at the eternal aura floating in the wind like a firefly, she couldn't help but lose her color.

After a daze, Houtu came back to his senses, and saw the clay figures on the ground flickering, accompanied by the fragments of immortal aura falling into them, and a thriving vitality was born, but it seemed that there was a lack of key things to inspire.

"Don't delay time, this is Wa's mind! If Wa's mind is turned into running water, it is not beautiful!" Houtu urged Yang Sanyang, picked up the jade net bottle from the ground, and threw it to Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang looked at the Yujing bottle blankly, and then with tears in his eyes: "Junior Sister!"

Turning to look at Hou Tu: "Is there really no way?"

Hearing this, Houtu shook his head, his eyes showed helplessness: "Hurry up and do it, lest it delay the hour."

Yang Sanyang's palm trembled when he heard that he was not a mundane child after all, and he quickly converged his mind. Yang willow branches flew out, and drops of rain fell, flying towards the clay figure on the ground.

The rain dripped down, it seemed that the bittern of tofu had undergone a qualitative change, and the mysterious light on the countless clay figurines flickered, and good luck gathered.

"It's not right, this clay figure is full of Yin Qi, and all the enlightened ones are women. Quickly let out blood, use your blood to tune Yin and Yang!" After all, Houtu is Houtu, and the realm is unpredictable, even now Yang Sanyang can't see the details of Houtu.

Yang Sanyang's heart was moved, and countless blood flew out of his body, spilling towards the clay figure in the field.

Winds and clouds gathered in the void, squally rain showers, hurricanes swept across East Kunlun, and earth-shaking lightning pierced the void and smashed straight towards the countless clay figures in the field.

"Don't want to destroy the resurrection of my barbarian clan, don't want to make my junior sisters work hard!" Yang Sanyang looked at the overwhelming thunder and lightning, the whole body was rolled up, and he wanted to resist.

"The thunder of good fortune! This is the thunder of good fortune! Get out of the way, don’t delay the resurrection of the barbarians!" Houtu stepped forward and grabbed Yang Sanyang’s sleeve: "This **** of thunder is the law of heaven and earth, not a natural punishment. It will do no harm to your barbarians."

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard the words, it was the time of this delay, that countless thunders rolled down, drowning the countless clay figures.

"Tianlei carving, good luck swordsman! Good chance! Good chance!" Seeing this, Houtu suddenly showed divine light: "The chance of my resurrection has arrived. It is time to be reborn by the good luck of heaven and earth, and I will be the ancestor in the future. one!"

"Dog Manzi, I want to borrow your barbarians for rebirth, don't you have any comments?" Houtu looked at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head dumbly.

Then Houtu smiled, and apart from anything else, the aura rushed into the lightning and took possession of the clay figure.

Yang Sanyang stared at Lei that day blankly. The rain in the jade bottle in his hand was gone. For a while, grief came from it, blankly on the spot.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! It's so stupid! Why did you do this! Why did you do this? Use living people in exchange for the lives of a group of dead people, are you stupid!" Yang Sanyang stamped his feet straight, his voice filled It's anger that can't be suppressed.

The barbarians are nothing more than a missing and obsession in his past. They are a group of complete strangers. Although they belong to the same race, they are strangers after all. But Wa is really like a brother and sister relationship, how can the two sides compare?

How can it be compared?

No one would sacrifice their relatives for a group of strangers!

Although, that is his indelible obsession in this life!

It's a pity ~www.readwn.com~ Wa pays too much attention to Yang Sanyang, to the point where it is more important than his own life.

There is a touch of grief in Yang Sanyang's eyes!

"Why are you so stupid!"

"Why are you so stupid!"

Yang Sanyang's body softened, and he was sitting on the ground.

"Howl!" Amitabha's words resounded in the depths of his soul: "Daluo will fall, and there will be a vision. What are you howling? Now that the time of the half-pillar incense has passed, there is still no vision. , Maybe Wa is not dead!"

"Wa is not dead?" Yang Sanyang choked at the words, his crying stopped, raised his head vigorously, looking at the countless mud dolls in the wind and thunder, there was a touch of disbelief in his eyes: "But I have clearly seen before, Wa collapsed her own immortal aura and fulfilled the countless clay dolls."

"Listen to me now, take out the immortal aura of the mountain and river shrine, and use the magic trick, maybe there will be power!" Amitabha stepped out of the bounds of his own self-determination, and merged with Yang Sanyang Yuanshen, the next moment only Yang Sanyang held a The group **** forbidden appeared, circulating in the void.

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