The Great Talisman

let me go! let me go! If you dare to insult my ancestor, my Hongyun must be endlessly waiting for you! "Hong Yun is nothing but Jinxian's cultivation base, how can he be the opponent of True God Daluo, but when he meets, he is suppressed by True God Daluo: "Kunpeng! Dare to insult my ancestor, I, Hongyun, will make a blood oath again today, as long as I live in this world, I will disperse your soul and slash all the time! Otherwise, my Hongyun will inevitably lose my soul in this life, and I will not die! "

"Crack~"

A blood-red thunder drew across the void, and Heavenly Dao sensed, and the oath was taken. This oath has been approved by Heavenly Dao.

This is endless hatred!

The atmosphere in the field suddenly fell silent as death. Kunpeng looked at the blood-red thunder in the sky, and then his eyes shifted unhurriedly, looking at the red cloud, a ray of murderous intent shot from the depths of his pupils:

"Don't you die?"

Kunpeng's voice was very weak, and there was no emotional fluctuation, but everyone in the field shuddered for some reason, for some unknown reason.

At this time, Kunpeng had already noticed something wrong, and when he spit out from Ziwei Xingjun on the face of the ancestor, he had already noticed something wrong.

Although he wants to find his place, it is definitely not so!

It's almost endless!

This pot is too dark!

It's so dark that Kunpeng is a little scared!

He has noticed that something is wrong.

"You insult me ​​before you dare to say that you never die? Haha~ Since you want to die endlessly, then I will fulfill you!" The voice is full of endless mockery, a ray of murderous intent shots, Kunpeng's law of the whole body Converge.

No matter what the reason, the situation has reached such a point at this time, and there is no room for maneuver.

"Enough!" The ancestor came back to his senses, and slowly wiped the saliva on his face, staring at Kunpeng with a pair of eyes: "What a demon master! What a demon master! I think Hong Kong has been born and experienced the demon ancestor. In the age of three races, but never suffered such humiliation! You are the first!"

Kunpeng looked at the expressionless ancestor, and couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that now things had become his reason.

Before Hongyun collided with Zhenyuan, it was the other party's fault, but now the situation is reversed.

"Let go of him!" Patriarch stared at Kun Peng with no emotion.

"He wants to live with me, you think I will..."

"I said, let him go!" Patriarch interrupted Kunpeng's words, his voice was full of unquestionable determination: "This matter, stop here! My disciple ran into the demon master, and now your subordinate insults me, it is considered to be Evened out."

Kunpeng heard the words silently, and swept over the murderous Lingtai Fangcunshan disciple around him, knowing that this blood feud could not be resolved.

"Bang!" Kun Peng's heart turned, and he suddenly slapped Star Monarch Ziwei with a palm. Before he made a sound, he had already turned into mud and fell into the wilderness:

"The ancestor is the true **** of Tiangong Daluo. He is highly respected and respected. How can he be humiliated?"

A palm fell, that Jinxian died.

"How about this explanation?" Kunpeng looked at Patriarch quietly with a pair of eyes. His heart hit the sky and he never expected that things would develop like this, he just wanted to come here to let out a sigh of anger.

Who knows, actually forged a blood feud!

The Patriarch was silent, Kun Peng was startled, and he already knew the Patriarch's choice. This blood feud is forged!

Even if it is not his intention at all!

Da Luo, don't be insulted!

"Let go of him!" After a long time, I heard Kunpeng say without expression: "Swing, go back to the palace!"

True God Da Luo loosened the red cloud, and then his group went away and disappeared into the clouds outside the sky.

"Master, the disciple is not filial, and you are humiliated!" Hong Yun knelt to the ground, his voice full of madness.

On one side, Zhenyuan also fell to his knees and kept knocking his head.

"Get up all!" The ancestor retracted the measuring ruler from his sleeve: "It is not harmful to be humiliated for the teacher. It is the most important that you save your life. Kunpeng is not what it used to be, but a demon master in the wild. It is a low-ranking model, a role model, and a high prestige. Even if this matter enters the Lingxiao Palace theory, we will not be reasonable."

"It's just that, if you make a blood oath, Kunpeng will definitely not let you go. You will still need to practice well in the mountains in the future. Don't go to Da Luo or go out!" The ancestor lifted up the red cloud, his voice full of solemnity.

Kunpeng's cultivation base is too high, and with the addition of the northern flag, the ancestor thought that he might not be able to win Kunpeng. The matter cannot be resolved for a while, and the two sides have to rely on means to distinguish between each other.

"This story tells the truth!" The Patriarch looked at Zhenyuan.

"Dao Guo?" Hong Yun and Zhen Yuan were taken aback, but they had long been wiped out of Yang Sanyang's memory by that power in the dark.

"Fine, let me come personally!" Patriarch sighed and turned back to the mountain: "The rain is coming!"

East Kunlun Secret Realm

Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, practicing Pangu-rectification, and constantly observing the phenomena in the body.

"Langjun, someone from Bajing Palace has come to deliver the letter! Said it was from the Patriarch!" Fairy Taiyin came and interrupted Yang Sanyang's cultivation.

"Huh?" Yang Sanyang frowned, then slowly opened his eyes, and accepted the letter from Fairy Taiyin.

After a long time, I saw him put down the letter, with a solemn look in his eyes: "What a Kunpeng! What a Kunpeng!"

"Kunpeng, the death feud with Zhenyuan and Hongyun is forged! If you want to resolve it, you can only kill it!" Fairy Taiyin whispered.

"Unkillable!" Yang Sanyang groaned for a while before shook his head.

"Why?" Fairy Taiyin puzzled.

"The demon court is a kingdom of order, but the law governs the world. Although Kunpeng has evil things, they are all past events, which have been revealed by the emperor! Kunpeng has created words with the demon court and the world demon race! If you are not guilty! Zhu, the world will inevitably panic, causing the foundation of the demon court to be unstable! Shake my demon court foundation! When everyone in the world will follow suit, the demon court will fall apart sooner or later!" Yang Sanyang shook his head.

This is like a country in the 21st century. When an official looks at his subordinates, even if he hates him, he can't just collapse. You still need to find a way to find the other party's faults, and then take the opportunity to attack.

"Then find a reason! Or, fabricate a reason!" Fairy Taiyin said coldly.

"Kunpeng has always been cunning, so how can you leave a handle? If it is fabricated, every power is not a fool! How can my demon court's plan be broken because of a red cloud! In order to form the demon court, my majesty and I have worked hard to plan , How much did you pay? How can it be left unused?" Yang Sanyang's voice was full of coldness.

Although Hong Yun is his junior, the consequences of doing so are too serious.

"Kunpeng and us are not on the same line, we have to kill sooner or later!" Fairy Taiyin whispered.

"Then kill it sooner or later, it's noon. What your majesty needs is the stability of the great famine, you can't kill it! Stability is better than everything!" Yang Sanyang meditated briefly, and then said to Fairy Taiyin: "Go and take out the three volumes of my golden core solution. , Sent to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, to enlighten Zhenyuan and Hongyun."

"Then the true explanation that Taishang Sage personally commented?" Taiyin Fairy wrinkled his head when he heard the words, a little reluctant.

"It's just some foreign objects, as long as you want, I can write to you as much as you want!" Yang Sanyang joked with a smile.

As the fairy of Taiyin went away, Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes and continued to practice Dharma, with all kinds of thoughts flowing in his heart: "It's a pity, I am a person in the system, I am a law enforcement! If even I ignore the laws and regulations, the major dynasties in the lower realm, Is there an excuse? Even the sky is overturned?"

Along with his practice, Yang Sanyang has realized the mystery of Pangu's true body, that every innate immortal light, as long as it is combined with the method he has cultivated, can transform into his own clone.

If you can cultivate the 129,600 innate immortal auras, you will have 129,600 incarnations.

At that time, many things in the Great Wilderness world can be planned secretly.

Yang Sanyang has been lingering with Taiyin Fairy in Yujing Mountain for tens of thousands of years. Hearing the sound of "boom" and "bang" from the outside world, it was really unbearable, so he led Taiyin Fairy back to the Eight Views Palace and continued to refine the medicine.

Eight Kings Palace

Time never counts years, and three hundred huiyuan is in a hurry. With the spread of the Golden Core Avenue, the human alchemy techniques began to spread to the Great Wilderness.

Three hundred huiyuan is nearly 40 million years, and it is nearly half of hundreds of millions of years.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Sanyang suddenly felt that his mind was empty, that no new Dharma form was born in the void of fixed realm, and there was no innate immortal light flowing in that dead world.

"It's done?" Yang Sanyang's heart moved, and his thoughts that hadn't flowed for tens of millions of years began to flow slowly.

I thought to myself, and looked at the emptiness of my homeland, but there were 129,600 figures standing quietly in it.

It's done!

Three hundred huiyuan, consumed an unknown amount of gold core, consumed an unknown amount of materials in Dahuang, and finally it was made.

Yang Sanyang's heart was calm, without any fluctuations, and he stared at the twelve thousand six hundred auras in his own body.

In the next moment, I saw a touch of lifelike spirituality emerge from those 129,600 figures ~www.readwn.com~ and then suddenly jumped into the world of death, and then continued to interweave and circulate in the world of death. Thousands and six hundred immortal auras are constantly intertwined, twisted and derived back and forth, and then there is an endless thread of law, and with the twisted combination of 129,600 immortal auras, it turns into the light of endless laws.

Just like a program restarting, the dead world is restarted, the sea of ​​laws is constantly intertwined and outlined, and the infinite laws are derived and turned into silk screens, spreading to the entire wilderness.

The laws are intertwined and recombined. The laws of this world want to resurrect and give birth to the will of heaven, but it takes tens of thousands of years!

As the lord of the world, Yang Sanyang can feel it. With the derivation of the laws of the prehistoric world, the interweaving of the twelve thousand and six hundred innate immortal auras, the death energy of the whole world is constantly driving and flowing to the depths of the earth, and the whole world is more An inexplicable machine.

That is the vitality of life!

The Great Thousand World is like a dead winter, with the spring flowers blooming, the dead silence is gradually dissipating.

ps: Thanks to the big man "Yizhimei in Central China" for three times. A new book will be opened on the 15th, it can’t be changed

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