The Great Talisman

　　 Of course she is not in a hurry. She is busy with the menstrual wheel. First, she has to abduct the menstrual wheel from Yang Sanyang. Of course, she is not in a hurry to go back.

　　 This is an innate spirit treasure, which is extremely precious in the great wilderness. If you can obtain an innate spirit treasure, you will be able to expect it. Even if you lose a piece of the sycamore branch, no one will blame her.

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger’s thunder light is very fast, it’s tens of thousands of miles in the blink of a finger, and it has already bypassed Buzhou Mountain in three years and arrived at the southwest boundary.

　　 Southwest

　　 The place where the wind **** inhabits is called: Wind Hill.

　　 The yellow sand is full, and there is a piece of yellow sand at the entrance. The manic tornado is mixed with the innate sacred wind, which permeates the earth for thousands of miles.

　　 "This is where the wind **** inhabits, called: the hill of wind."

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger descended to escape the light, Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and looked at the spectacle in front of him, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

　　 Three feet away in front of him, the yellow sand was all over the sky, the sun and the moon blowing in the squally wind changed its color, and the sky turned into khaki. The wind and waves were calm within three meters, only a few tens of meters away, and three meters away, but it seemed to be two worlds at the ends of the earth, and the yellow sand and tornadoes that covered the sky and the sun were all restrained three meters away. There seemed to be a strange force three feet away, restraining the wind.

　　 The yellow sand is all over the sky, and the eyes are all yellow, without any vitality.

　　 A golden thread flows in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and in the eyes of his law, you can see the center of the yellow sand with a glaucoma lurking.

　　 The azure light is the light of the law, the habitat of the wind god, in the azure light from time to time, the innate divine wind rolls up, driving a vision of thousands of miles.

　　 "No wonder the Fengshen lives in such a remote place. The land where this **** falls is full of yellow sand, destroying all vitality, of course the great wilderness will not allow him!" Yang Sanyang thought.

"This is the Hill of Wind? It's a big yellow sand. The wind inside is like a knife cut. If you rush in, you won’t have to turn into ashes. What are you doing here? Lord, what are you doing here? No, you are a waste of time here!" Dragon Beard's eyes widened, and the wind and sand made his legs soft: "It is full of congenital gods and winds. If you don't pay attention to being caught in it, you will die. The end."

　　 "Just as you are, this little barbarian must not come here for no reason. I want to come here because there is a good treasure, so it attracted the little barbarian's attention." The blue bird sneered at the dragon beard at his feet.

　　 "This is the place where the Fengshen sits, two...If I want to get the origin of the wind god, how can the two teach me?" A line of fonts appeared in front of Yang Sanyang.

"You want Fengshen Essence? What a joke!" The blue bird suddenly exploded upon hearing the words: "Do you know what Essence means to the gods? If you dare to run to the Fengshen and ask for the Essence, I am afraid that the Fengshen will meet They will shoot you to death first, and won't listen to your nonsense!"

"Lord, are you kidding? You want the origin of Fengshen?" Dragon Beard Tiger's legs softened, and he lay directly on the ground: "Master, this kind of joke is absolutely indispensable, but the young one hasn't lived enough. "

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned when he heard the words, his eyes looked at the mighty wind in the distance, and his brows slowly wrinkled: "Is there really no way?"

　　 "If others want you to entrust you with a spiritual object, will you give it?" The blue bird said crisply.

"Of course I won't give it. This thing is where my foundation lies. If anyone dares to trust me with a spiritual thing, he wants to destroy my Daoji. This person is malicious, and I must slap it to death! "Yang Sanyang said without hesitation.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 After finishing writing the font, Yang Sanyang's action stopped, revealing the color of a sudden. The treasure entrusted with the image is the supreme foundation for himself, and the origin of the law is also the foundation for the gods. There must be no damage to the foundation.

"That's hard to do. I definitely don't have such a big face to tell Fengshen that Fengshen would rather help me in my own practice!" Yang Sanyang frowned, and said in his heart: "Don't say it's me, even if it's a **** emperor, it doesn't make sense. Fengshen surrendered its source."

　　 The words flowed in front of him, and Yang Sanyang said to the blue bird and dragon beard, "Is there no way?"

　　 "That's not it." Blue Bird shook his head: "There must be a way."

　　 "What way?" Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up, staring at the blue bird on his shoulder.

　　 "Why should I tell you!" Jade Bird rolled her eyes proudly, looking like she didn't respond.

　　 Yang Sanyang was speechless, and after a while, he said, "As long as you are willing to tell me the way, how about I no longer be rude to you in the future?"

　　 "Huh?" The blue bird tilted his eyes and looked up and down Yang Sanyang for a while: "Can you count what you say?"

　　 "Of course you count, Dragon Beard Tiger can testify, I will never bully you in the future!" Yang Sanyang pointed to Dragon Beard Tiger under his hip.

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger said nothing, at this time he chose to be a tortoise with his head shrunk so as not to involve himself in it.

　　 Whether it is Blue Bird or Yang Sanyang, it is not something he can offend.

　　 "Well, I will tell you the way." Qingniao said proudly: "As long as you find a way to kill Fengshen, you can naturally get the origin of Fengshen."

　　 "What?" Yang Sanyang looked dumbfounded and stared at the blue bird, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "You say it again?"

　　 Blue Bird heard the words and looked at Yang Sanyang's stern eyes, and couldn't help but said weakly: "Otherwise? Besides killing the Fengshen, what else can be done to obtain the origin of the Fengshen?"

　　 "Do you think I am like someone who has the ability to kill a god?" Yang Sanyang was panting in his chest, and was almost killed by the blue bird.

　　 "I just made a suggestion. As for whether it can be done, what's the matter with me?" Blue Bird said with confidence. Yang Sanyang couldn't refute it for a while, and didn't know how to speak.

　　 It makes sense if it looks like a blue bird!

　　 "Om~"

　　 Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, and a golden rune flickered, shaking at the blue bird.

　　 "What are you going to do???? You said that as long as I propose a solution, you won't be rude to me!" Blue Bird couldn't help shouting, only feeling drowsy, and a sleepy intention struck him.

　　 "When did I say it? Are there any witnesses?" Yang Sanyang kicked Dragon Beard Tiger in his hips: "Have you heard?"

　　 "No! ... No!" Faced with Yang Sanyang's shining rune, Longbeard Tiger directly confessed and said something against his heart.

　　 "Dragon Beard Tiger, grandma, I won't let you go!" The blue bird screamed, then rolled his eyes directly, fell from Yang Sanyang's shoulder, was put in his sleeve by Yang Sanyang, and passed out directly.

　　 "Good job, but know the current affairs!" Yang Sanyang glanced at Dragon Beard with praise and raised the rune in his hand.

"Master, I talked to you, I didn't do anything!" Dragon Beard was shocked, the next moment a dizziness came, and it turned into the size of a thumb. It was held by Yang Sanyang in his hand and stuffed into it. In the sleeve.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 sealed two burdens, Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, a pair of eyes looked at the mighty wind hill, and a thoughtful touch appeared in his eyes: " Ding Fengzhu is very important. If there is Ding Fengzhu, the disciples in the door who want to get out of the disaster in the future will inevitably demand me and owe a lot of favors. Moreover, this Ding Fengzhu is the best way to avoid disasters in the future. Method."

　　The cultivator of the great thousand world acquired, whoever fails to attain the status of Heavenly Immortal, will inevitably have a catastrophe every five hundred years. Tianxian is the heavenly realm, and it can only be obtained if there is good deeds in heaven and earth. Where is there so much good deeds for people in the Great Wilderness World?

　　 Therefore, ninety-nine percent of the monks are fighting against the calamity, the past cultivation base has greatly improved, the mana skyrocketed, the resistance can not be turned into dust, and countless years of hard work have turned into powder.

　　 If you can get the fixed wind pearl, I dare not say other calamities. Every future typhoon will be regarded as nothing, and it will be easy to pass through.

　　 In the future, if there is a chance to refine fire or thunder orbs, even if it is a golden immortal, he will be jealous, and Da Luo immortal will also take action.

　　If there is a set of treasures to survive the Three Plagues, how strong would that tribe be?

　　 "I have the background of Fangcunshan Mountain in Lingtai, but the gods are not easy to snatch, and they can only owe me favors. At that time..." Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed, and the infinitely bright future was in front of him.

　　 "So, Ding Fengzhu must be made no matter what!" Yang Sanyang stepped slowly, crossing a distance of three feet, and approaching the yellow sand.

　　 Stepping across the invisible barrier, the next moment the yellow sand is vast, and countless gravels are like a storm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wrapped in bullet-like force, with a harsh whistling, rolling towards Yang Sanyang.

If the sky full of yellow sand is wrapped up, and it is said that the end of the body cannot be destroyed, Yang Sanyang's heart will be moved, and the light of the Taoist robe will flow around, and it will be firmly protected, and the great dust formation of Taiqing and Liangyi will operate. At this time, Yang Sanyang seems to be transformed into After the bottomless pit, even if the yellow sand is full of the sky, all of them are swallowed by the robes and become the nutrients of the robes.

　　 "Innate divine wind, all kinds of innate divine wind, no wonder there are no creatures that can survive in the realm of the wind god" Yang Sanyang felt the various divine winds in the air, and his eyes showed solemnity.

　　 Those black, colorful, white, red, green, purple, yellow, blue... and even the cold wind engulfed in wind and frost, the yellow sand that passes by turns into dusty dust. There is also the hot wind with anger, the dust where it passes by turns into rocks and recondenses.

　　 The black spots faintly reveal the power of seductive souls, and the whimpers and whistles they emit seem to blow away the soul.

　　The chaotic congenital divine wind is mixed and intertwined. Even if Yang Sanyang is bold and bold, he can't help being sweaty at this time, and the Taoist robe firmly protects him.

"It's also because of my boundless mana, otherwise I'm afraid that the mana has been consumed by this innate divine wind, and I will die here alive!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a dignified look: "There is a way to condense the origin of the wind in memory. The cultivation base is low and low, I'm afraid it will not be possible."

Yang Sanyang looked for a place to sit down, and then crawled directly under the yellow sand. He used his robes to prop up and opened up a space the size of a meter. There was a hint of contemplation in his eyes: "You have to give it a try. If so. If it doesn't work, think of another way."