The Great Talisman

A golden bridge straddles the void, and everything it passes is suppressed, and even time and space begin to slow down, as if they are frozen.

The space wave is fierce, but it is not half contaminated by the Jinqiao. Despite the turbulent wind and rain outside, the Jinqiao is calm.

At this time, Yang Sanyang stepped on the Golden Bridge and stepped through the storm, but suddenly there was peace in his heart. The murderous intent and the calamity that had been violent in his heart were also suppressed by Jinqiao, and he was temporarily awake.

In response to the gazes cast from all directions, Yang Sanyang's body trembled: "What did I do?"

"How can I expose the Taiji figure to the eyes of everyone? This is the innate treasure, how many people will worry about it? Even after the tribulation of the gods and demons, I will never think of having a good life?" Yang Sanyang looked at the sky speechlessly , There is a feeling of wanting to cry silently.

Am I still your favorite cub?

Is there anyone like you?

Sure enough, the Great Tribulation cannot be easily mixed. He has all the treasures on his body, as well as the suppression of the holy way. The Qingming is still blinded by the number of disasters.

Feeling the stinging pain in the whole body, it was the eyes of a powerful person, which involuntarily caused the reaction of his own Qi machine.

A touch of clarity was flowing in Yang Sanyang's eyes, his Dharma eyes opened, and a golden thread flowed. Looking at his whole body, Taotao's karma has been condensed into substance, as if it were a jelly, which firmly wrapped himself.

Such a mighty causal karma, if you don’t die, it’s unreasonable!

Thanks to his own treasures to suppress the robbery, otherwise it would not be as simple as exposing the Taiji diagram at this time, but the whole person has fallen and turned into ashes.

Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked towards the distant sky, his eyes showing the color of thought. With such karma swept by cause and effect, he must be in trouble. It is best to quickly find a way to escape from the center of the catastrophe and escape the attention of the gods.

But now that the flames of war have swept the entire wilderness, where can I escape?

The world is so big, there are calamities everywhere, nowhere to go!

Even if he returned to Fang Cun Mountain in Lingtai, he would also involve Fang Cun Mountain in Lingtai in the calamity with the calamity of his body.

"You don't love me anymore!" Yang Sanyang looked at the blood-red sky, with an urge to cry.

And now I only relied on the Golden Bridge to temporarily suppress the karma. If I get off the Golden Bridge later and lose the suppression of Taiji Tu, I can't say I have to do anything stupid under the disaster.

Just as he was thinking about a plan in his heart, suddenly the Yuanshen's inner Yuqing Faxiang vibrated slightly, and a loud voice came from the Faxiang, and in an instant, through his primordial soul, he sank into the great world: "Cut!"

Heaven and earth oven, intercept the first line of life!

"Boom~"

Yang Sanyang's energy boiled around his body, and he saw that the karma condensed into substance was attracted by the Taiqing Dharma in his soul, and the vast and mighty things were poured into the Taiqing Dharma.

On the chest of Yuqing Faxiang, four earth-shaking murderous intents converged, and the sky full of karma was absorbed by the Faxiang as if it were filled with rivers.

Punish, kill, fall, and absolutely!

The four simple and magnificent wills passed into Yang Sanyang's mind from the four embryos, and turned into four earth-shattering murderous intents, constantly boiling around him.

All the causal karma is absorbed by the four embryos within the phase of Yuqing Fa, and in those four embryos, it seems that something terrible is conceived.

"Zhuxian Four Swords!" Yang Sanyang suddenly shrank his pupils, and he finally knew what was conceived in his chest!

The Four Swords of Zhuxian is the way to intercept the secrets of heaven, taking all the murderous opportunities between the heaven and the earth as the source and nourishment, and the four swords of the innate spirit treasure Zhuxian are gathered in their body.

"It's just that something seems to be wrong! The origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was conceived in my body, but because the absorption of the four swords was not completed, a part of the carrier was missing!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed solemnity.

The origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was conceived in his own soul, but because the four swords were not thoroughly refined, the body of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was missing!

"Where are my four swords?" Yang Sanyang fumbled for his sleeves. He was shocked when he saw no trace of the four swords. Then he raised his head and looked towards Buzhou Mountain: "Why are you in Buzhou Mountain? My Zhuxian Four Swords How can you be in Buzhou Mountain?"

"Dragon Beard Tiger!!!" Yang Sanyang gritted his teeth and had an urge to hack someone. Is there such a pitfall for the owner?

"Where are my four Zhuxian swords?"

In the sleeve, Longhuhu suddenly felt aroused when he heard the words, suddenly jumped up and fumbled in the sleeve for a while, then cried and said:

"Master, listen to me! You listen to me! I didn't mean it!"

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

Yang Sanyang began to grind his teeth, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Okay! Good! Good! See if I get rid of the catastrophe this time, how can I deal with you!"

At this time, all the calamity, cause and effect of Yang Sanyang's whole body were swallowed by the origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. The origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then continued to move towards Dacheng.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian are buried in Buzhou Mountain, and they can't be retrieved right now. When the Great Tribulation of Gods and Demons is over, I am trying to find a way to bring the Four Swords of Zhuxian back to continue the sacrifice!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts turned.

Bu Zhou Shan

Deep in the earth

Four blood-red swords trembled slightly in Buzhou Mountain. At this time, under the pouring and irrigation of countless blood, the surrounding rocks of Buzhou Mountain were corroded and turned into a blood pool. Four swords stood in the blood pool. in.

Originally simple, they were like four bronze swords. At this time, they were as thin as cicada wings and shone with incomparable sharp edges. They seemed to perceive the birth of the origin in the underworld. The body of the four swords of Zhuxian moved in waves, and only the four swords were on the innate gods. In the circulation of writing, the four innate divine writings of Zhu, slaughter, trap, and Jue were twisted and born on the four swords, which constantly echoed the origin of the four swords of Zhu Xian in the underworld.

Four innate runes were formed, and the four swords swallowed the blood essence under the mountain more than ten million times faster. In a blink of an eye, all the blood in the blood pool was completely absorbed and became the source of the body, and one after another was killed. The origin of the celestial body was born in the sword.

outside world

Yang Sanyang sensed the echo from the bottom of the mountain, and his heart moved, his eyes flowed, revealing a touch of thoughtfulness.

"Hey~" With a sharp roar, I saw Kunpeng flapping his wings for three thousand miles, as if it were wings of a hanging sky, he grabbed and fell towards the golden bridge.

Yang Sanyang shook his head. He had already learned Kunpeng's supernatural powers, and at this time he didn't want to fight this dog head-on on the battlefield.

Now that everyone in the field is watching this place, there may be accidents at any time, and they will be secretly attacked and calculated.

And with the fall of sentient beings, Yang Sanyang’s eyes revealed a dignified and endless concentration of karma. Although he was continuously absorbed by the origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian,...they still constantly twisted and affected his Xinxing.

"Squeak~"

The golden bridge flickered and flicked Kunpeng's claws. Yang Sanyang stood on the golden bridge, looking at the murderous Kunpeng: "Old ancestors, you and I have no grudges in the past, and I have no grudges in the past, so why bother to kill? Everything is a misunderstanding, why don't you let me go, how about we resolve the cause and effect?"

The only thing Yang Sanyang was grateful for at this time was that he was always protected by Tai Chi, and no one outside saw his true body. Otherwise, he would find that he had calculated and designed him again and again, and then... he would die. It will be miserable!

"Hehe, kill my countless sons of the Demon Race, you still want to leave? It's just a wishful thinking!" Kun Peng smiled coldly, and the murderous intent under the claws continued to gather, tearing the time and space and rushing towards the golden bridge, trying to tear the golden bridge.

It's just that this is the golden bridge of Tai Chi diagram, if it can be torn apart at will, it doesn't deserve to be called the innate treasure! Not even worthy of being called innate **** forbidden!

"Stubbornness!" Yang Sanyang shook his head. At this time, there was war everywhere in Dahuang, and he had nowhere to escape.

Na Kunpeng caught for a while and saw that the golden bridge could not be torn open. His expression was gloomy and his traces were revealed outside the golden bridge, turning into a monster with a bird head, staring at Yang Sanyang, "Hand over the treasure under your feet, Patriarch, I can let you go and spare your life!"

"Oh? Want my Taiji diagram? You have a good calculation!" Yang Sanyang was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up and down Kun Peng: "There is a sentence, you are afraid you haven't heard it."

"What?" Kun Peng was taken aback when he heard the words.

"If virtue is not worthy, there will be disaster! Although you are supernatural, you are not worthy of my treasure! If I give you the treasure, it will harm you. You might as well listen to my persuasion and leave this place quickly, Don't block my way, otherwise it will be too late to regret!" Yang Sanyang smiled and looked at Kunpeng.

The five-bird-seven-fire fan made by myself seems to lack the feathers of Kunpeng...

"Haha! Look at your virtues, and dare to speak out!" Kunpeng used his supernatural powers, and a shocking vision was born around his body, and the mighty sea of ​​the North Ming turned into reality behind it: "Let's look at my Kun Tun Bei Ming!"

Kunpeng's beak opened, it seemed to be able to swallow a world, wrapped in a mighty and unparalleled force, biting towards the golden bridge where Yang Sanyang was, and wanted to swallow the entire golden bridge.

Yang Sanyang shook his head ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The golden bridge was twisted and turned into a Taiji picture, swept across the battlefield with Yang Sanyang wrapped in it, and countless demon monks fell into the Taiji picture wherever he passed and became nourishment for believers.

"I didn't want to be involved in the catastrophe, but you have to force me, I can't help it!" Yang Sanyang sighed, eyes full of helplessness.

"Quit! My fellow Taoist, the innate spirit treasure in your hand is destined to me!" The ancestor of Yin and Yang distorted his figure and got rid of his opponent. He didn't know when he was in the way of Yang Sanyang, forcing Yang Sanyang to show his figure. The two qi surrounds, covering up the body.

"Where is your sacred?" Yang Sanyang frowned.

The "Ancestor Yin and Yang" deity stroked his beard and looked at Yang Sanyang with a smile: "Ancestor was born from the origin of Yin and Yang, and the Tai Chi diagram in your hand was also born from the origin of Yin and Yang. If I can hold this treasure, I will surely suppress the Demon Ancestor!"

ps: Thank you "Zhuyeshan" for your two million rewards.

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