The Great Talisman

　　King Qilin's complexion was distorted, wishing to slap the woman in front of him to death, but thinking of all the troubles afterwards, his face was distorted, but he instantly recovered his calmness:

　　 "Dingfeng Dan? Dao Guo?"

　　 "I know!" Kylin King thought in his heart.

　　 "Respect God, can Daoyi brother really be resurrected?" Daoyuan looked at the Kylin King pitifully, his eyes filled with hope and expectation.

Looking at those worried and complicated eyes, that look, even if the Qilin King’s heart is like iron, he couldn’t help but seemed to be scalded, and turned his head subconsciously: "Don’t worry, since I’m taking the shot, I will give you one Satisfactory explanation."

　　 Looking at the back of King Qilin, tears splashed in the girl's eyes, two huge dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, and then she couldn't make a sound.

　　 Yujing Mountain

　　 Yang Sanyang twisted the chess piece with his fingers, and Bai Ze scratched his ears and cheeks on the opposite side, and a touch of anger appeared in his eyes: "How to go? How to go?"

　　 "How should I go?" Bai Ze suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Sanyang on the opposite side.

　　 Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard the words, and Bai Ze said irritably, "How should I go?"

　　 Yang Sanyang is silent! We were playing chess, you actually asked me how to go?

　　 "bang~"

　　 The chessboard was overturned again, and Bai Ze turned around and left: "Stop playing! You can play it yourself."

　　 The words fall, and the person has disappeared.

　　 Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly, he really overestimated Bai Ze's chess skills.

　　 bends down and straightens the chessboard unhurriedly, then picks up the chess basket to pick up the tumbling chess pieces on the ground.

　　 I don't know when a figure came from the bottom of the mountain, looking at Yang Sanyang who was picking up a chess piece on the blue stone, stepped forward slowly, and stepped on the chess piece that Yang Sanyang wanted to pick up.

　　 If he didn't move in time, I'm afraid that foot had already stepped on his hand.

　　 "You are stepping on my chess piece!" Yang Sanyang lowered his head and looked at the sole of the foot, showing off the gold-rimmed boots, flashing his debut.

　　 He didn't raise his head, just looked at the sole of the foot.

　　 "Crack~"

　　 The shoes smashed, the chess pieces turned into dust, and the Kylin King’s voice was cold: "Are you Daoguo?"

　　 The voice was condescending, with indescribable contempt, as if talking to him had tarnished his identity.

　　 "Oh~" Yang Sanyang sighed and stood up slowly. The Kylin King was very tall, two heads higher than him, and he had to look up.

　　 Ignoring the words of King Kylin, Yang Sanyang continued to lower his head to pick up the remaining chess pieces.

　　King Qilin's face turned pale, and he asked again: "Are you Dao Guo?"

　　 Putting the chess pieces into the white jade bowl unhurriedly, Yang Sanyang shook his head. The Kylin King is now occupying the general trend, and he does not want to have too much involvement with the Kylin King.

　　 How many years has it been?

　　 How many years has no one dared to ignore his words like this?

　　 "I am asking you something" King Kylin looked down at Yang Sanyang.

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned and turned to look at the man: "Are you talking to me?"

　　 "Apart from you, is there a second person here?" King Kylin said coldly.

"Oh?"

　　 Yang Sanyang collected the chess pieces, lay on the wicker chair unhurriedly, and slowly narrowed his eyes, still the old god.

　　 "Naughty animal, innate gods must not be offended! I thought you had cultivated magical powers, and you knew etiquette, but you would still be a contemptuous person!" Qilin Wang rolled around his body and pressed towards Yang Sanyang.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　If coercion can crush people, what else do you do in cultivation?

　　 Regarding the coercion of King Kylin, Yang Sanyang has the holy way of Dharmakaya, and doesn’t care much: "Haha!"

　　 No matter where it is, the lethality of these two words is the same.

　　 "Naughty animal, relying on you as a disciple in the mountains, do you really think that the ancestor I dare not treat you?" The cold light in the eyes of King Qilin flashed, and he suddenly grabbed Yang Sanyang's acupuncture points.

　　 "Om~"

Yang Sanyang turned into a stream of light and fled away, and his figure appeared not far away: "Hehe, relying on the old beast, if you ask you, I don't know you, why should I answer you? You think you are the demon ancestor? You are but It's a dog under the demon ancestor, and worthy of comparison with me? Although I was born humble, but I am self-improving, but I have never been a dog for anyone."

　　 "You're looking for death!" King Qilin was furious when he heard the words, his whole body Qi Taotao, he wanted to use his supernatural powers to kill Yang Sanyang.

　　 An ant in a mere district, dare to insult yourself so?

　　 "Slap~"

A jade ruler came from some unknown place, and the Qilin King who was hitting back three steps, the Patriarch walked from the mountain blankly: "King Qilin, you must not go too far. This is the square inch of the mountain. It is not your turn to be presumptuous. ."

　　 "I am innately sacred, does this evil animal dare to insult me?" King Qilin was angry.

　　 "Haha!" The Patriarch just smiled, but did not speak, showing his attitude.

　　 is the kind of laughter that can’t wait for people to draw swords and kill people. King Kylin’s face is pale: "You really refuse to give me this face?"

"You are a demons, why should I give you face? If you are acquainted, you can stay here for a few days. If you are not acquainted... you will be beaten out. What about you?" Tao.

　　 "You..." King Qilin pointed at the patriarch, angrily unable to speak.

　　 Patriarch just smiled slightly: "How are you doing?"

　　 "I only ask him a few words, and I will leave after I ask!" King Qilin looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

　　 The ancestor was silent, but looked up at the sky, which was regarded as acquiescing to the behavior of King Qilin.

　　 "Ant, let me ask you, Dingfeng Dan is your treasure?" King Qilin stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang glanced at King Qilin with an idiotic expression, and together with his ancestor he raised his head and looked towards the blue sky, as if there was something strange in the blue sky.

"Good! Good! Good!" Seeing smoke from the nostrils of King Kylin, he smiled angrily: "Good! Good! Good! What a lingtai Fangcunshan! What a lingtai Fangcunshan! Today's humiliation, ancestors I took note. With high mountains and long rivers, there will be rewards in the future."

　　 The words fell, and the Qilin King twisted around his body and walked away in the void.

　　 Looking at the back of King Qilin, Yang Sanyang looked at the ancestor: "Will there be any trouble?"

　　 "We are not friends with him! It's okay if we are not the same!" The Patriarch turned and looked at Yang Sanyang: "I'm fine, but you and the Qilin King have such a big hatred, I'm afraid it will be an obstacle in the future."

　　Yang Sanyang shook his head: "King Kylin can't protect himself now, so what is it?"

　　 Patriarch shook his head, knowing that Yang Sanyang has a deep foot, he no longer persuades, but turned and walked towards the mountains.

"Let's think about the Five Animals and Seven Fire Fans!" Looking at the back of the Patriarch, Yang Sanyang murmured to himself, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and then said after a while: "The beast of the Golden Wing Dapeng seems to have not left yet, is it still under the mountain? Waiting! It's a good opportunity to pull out his feathers."

　　 Yang Sanyang's heart moved, the body of Amitabha's dharma conformed to the original spirit, and the original spirit was aligned with the physical body. Only his whole body was twisted and disappeared in place.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The monk has all his skills in the Dhamma. If you want to mobilize the power of the Dhamma, you can directly connect with the physical body. After all, in the Great Wilderness, like Yang Sanyang, he has cultivated the supreme form, and he can cultivate himself, and he is the only one who has endless wisdom.

　　下山下

Golden-winged Dapeng stood under a big tree with a blue face, staring at the direction of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, his eyes were full of anger: "Dog barbarian, I don't believe you don't come out, as long as you come out, I will You must eat you. Even if you are Bodhi Patriarch, you will never be able to protect you."

　　Who is he Golden Wing Roc?

　　 The famed top powerhouse of the Phoenix tribe, when he suffered such a humiliation and great humiliation when he fought south and north in his life?

　　 "Dog Manzi?" The Qilin King passing by heard the curse and couldn't help but pause. He looked at the golden winged roc, grinning under the tree, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and then revealed his figure.

　　 "King Qilin?" The Golden Winged Dapeng was surprised when he saw King Qilin, "Why is he here?"

　　 immediately saluted: "I have seen the ancestor."

　　 The Golden Winged Roc had never seen things in the mountains, so he didn't know the reason, and felt extremely strange.

　　 "My ancestor passed by here, I heard you yelling at a barbarian? How can a barbaric be worthy of the prince's teeth?" King Qilin was surprised.

"The ancestors don't know, there is an overwhelming dog-barbarian in this Lingtai square inch of the mountain. I wish I could get rid of him quickly, I will kill him! It's just a problem how to draw it out!" Jin Wing Dapeng's eyes Murderous circulation.

　　Kirin Wang heard this and said in his heart: "Yes! It must be that barbarian!"

"Oh? The son of the dignified Phoenix~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to be so angry by a barbarian, it's really strange!" King Qilin smiled and said, "You and I are family friends, we work together under the hand of the devil, virtuous nephew I have suffered humiliation, but I can’t stand by. If you want to get rid of that barbarian, I can help you.”

　　Golden Winged Dapeng glanced suspiciously at King Qilin, his thoughts turned, but he was too lazy to think, and quickly said, "Please ancestors help me."

"This is the mountain boundary of the spiritual platform. Hong is good at controlling space. Although you flutter your wings for three thousand miles, you can't escape Hong's palm. If you kill that barbaric, you will give Hong an excuse for trouble!" King Qilin Seeing the depraved appearance of the Golden Winged Roc, I couldn't help but sigh: "More than just the Golden Winged Roc? Isn't he also smoked by that savage Qiqiao?"

　　 The Golden Winged Roc looked hesitant when he heard the words. He had only thought about revenge before, but he had never thought about it.

"I'm the son of Phoenix, and Nahong didn't dare to kill me. He just trapped me. When my parents came, I didn't want to let me go!" The Golden Wing Roc stalked his neck, but didn't want to lose his momentum. , But my heart could not help but retreat.

Seeing that the Golden Winged Dapeng was about to persuade, King Qilin smiled: "I have an innate spirit treasure that I can lend to you, enough to give you time to escape from Fangcunshan in the Lingtai, so that Nahong can't be killed. you."

　　 As he spoke, the Kylin King's heart moved, and the apricot and yellow flag appeared in his hand.

　　 "Innate Lingbao?" Seeing the Xinghuang Qi, the Golden Winged Dapeng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and a greed rose in his heart.

　　 Looking at the Golden Winged Roc, King Kylin looked at the apricot and yellow flag in his hand, and hesitated a little. This Xinghuang Qi is different from the ordinary innate spirit treasure, it is extremely precious to him, but thinking of the hatefulness of that dogman, he couldn't help but push his teeth out.