The Great Talisman

"Dorality! Kirin tribe!" Yang Sanyang looked at the gold sticker in his hand, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes. "Perhaps I should first mobilize the power of the three dhammas to break the chaos barrier."

After thinking about it, he decided to go to the Qilin Clan first to determine the life and death of Dao Yuan!

He actually knew that Dao Yuan was dead, but he still couldn't believe it.

In the endless time and space, in the long river of destiny and the long river of time, the aura of Dao Yuan is constantly dissipating, and the imprint of Dao Yuan has been fading between the heaven and the earth, being worn out by time and time.

But he was not reconciled!

Just like an ordinary person who suddenly heard of the death of a loved one, when he heard the news, he couldn't believe it! I don't want to believe it!

Obviously knowing that passing away may be true, but subconsciously, in order to protect itself, it constantly denies it.

Outside the Kylin Clan

Yang Sanyang lowered his escape light and looked at Qilin Cliff in the distance with a complex complexion. The clouds and mist on the Qilin Cliff were lingering, and he could perceive a familiar aura.

"I don't know where the Taoist friends are visiting." A monk of the Qilin tribe greeted him.

It's a coincidence that the one who guards Qilin Cliff is still the monk of the Qilin tribe who has persuaded Daoyuan to leave for 48,000 years.

"Here is the greeting card!" Yang Sanyang's expression was cold, a golden light flew out from his hand, and flew towards the monk of the Qilin tribe opposite.

The monk of the Qilin tribe took the call, and immediately looked startled, and looked up and down Yang Sanyang, "It actually represents the call of the gods. Your Excellency, I will pass it down here."

The monk of the Qilin tribe hurriedly rushed to the Qilin Cliff, and when he walked halfway, he saw Daoyi carrying his hands and walked down from the Qilin Cliff with a gloomy expression. Looking at the flustered monk of the Qilin tribe, his face sank, and he reprimanded, "What's the matter in such a hurry?"

Hearing this, the monk hurriedly stopped, "Returning to the son, it is the messenger from Fangcunshan in Lingtai, who came to represent the gods, and came to ask for the corpse of Daoyuan. I saw that the gold was attached to the **** of time and the **** of space The imprint does not seem to be fake, so I rushed to Tongbing."

"The messenger from Fangcunshan in Lingtai?" Daoyi was taken aback when he heard the words, "Worship me!"

The monk did not dare to disobey, so he could only respectfully hand over the greeting card.

Daoyi looked at the greeting card in his hand with a gloomy expression, lowered his throat and said, "Is that the disciple in Fangcun Mountain?"

The monk shook his head, "The villain is not familiar with the monk at Fangcunshan in Lingtai, so he doesn't know him."

"Is it Tonger or Taoist who can come at this time?" Daoyi's thoughts turned and opened the gold sticker. There were at least dozens of gods' marks on it, even the gods of time and space. On it.

"But boy dressing up?" Daoyi's thoughts flowed in his heart. "At this time, I am staying with the old guy. I am afraid that only Tonger and Taoism will be the only ones left."

"The other party is wearing a soap robe, with a fair face and a jade crown on his head. It looks warm and smooth, and is incomparably harmonious. It seems to be integrated with this great world. It must not be a boy. As for whether it is Taoism or not, the villain is not sure. !" The monk whispered.

"Trash! Before Tongbing, I never asked the other party about the origin! I am a disciple of Fangcunshan in Lingtai. Since this is an acquaintance, I can leave the matter to me!" Daoyi took the lead and walked out the door with a cold light in his eyes. .

Walking to the door, looking at the figure in the soap robe, the jade crown on his head was bound by a hosta of gold and silver. This person had an ordinary face, but he looked at the harmony of his five senses and was extremely refined. At first glance, it seems ordinary, as if it is a scenery of mountains and rivers. But if you look closely, you feel that it contains good fortune and is conceived with infinite mystery.

In a trance, I only feel familiar, but I can't think of when there will be this person in the mountain gate. I have been in the mountain for 100,000 years, and I have no impression of the person in front of me.

The whole body of this person seems to be the unity of nature and man, integrating with the universe of heaven and earth, what a profound way!

"My son, this person proves to be a heavenly immortal fruition status, but that's extraordinary!" The guard whispered.

"Tianxian? Tianxian has such a vision. I think it is not an ordinary generation. There must be great supernatural powers!" Daoyi's thoughts turned and he bowed to Yang Sanyang. "The younger brother looks familiar, and hasn't asked the name of the younger brother yet? The Lingtai Fangcunshan is morally righteous, and he has been practicing hard in the mountain gate for 100,000 years, but he has no impression of his junior."

"Oh? You traitor, didn't you just worship your teacher? You deserve to be called the disciple of Lingtai Fangcunshan?" Yang Sanyang sneered coldly. "Your name, your junior, I'm afraid it is unworthy! You are not worthy to ask me either! Name, a mere traitor, a generation who has abandoned Shien, and deserves to know my name? I am here today to represent the gods. I only ask you where is the corpse of Dao Yuan? Is it dead!"

When he said the words "Daoyuan Corpse", Yang Sanyang's body trembled, and his palm couldn't help but began to tremble slightly, but his palm was tucked in his sleeve and was not noticed by outsiders.

"Oh, the erection is rampant!" Daoyi's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard the words, and his eyes showed coldness. Just thinking that this person represents the will of the gods, but he also has serious scruples in his heart, murderous in his eyes, forcibly holding back his anger, "The corpse of Dao Yuan? That cheap maid is just a mere inferior Bailing tribe, my Qilin tribe wants its corpse again What's the use? If you want Dao Yuan's corpse, you should go to the Phoenix Clan."

"That cheap maid has died in the catastrophe, your excellency is too late! In the catastrophe, the soldiers are in chaos, who is in the mood to worry about a lark?" Daoyi shook his head.

Although he was angry, but at least half the truth!

The congenital blood is really worthless to the Kylin tribe!

Moreover, the Bailing tribe is just an ordinary small race that the Golden Immortal does not have. There are not many such small races, the Phoenix tribe, and it is countless. Even if the race is completely wiped out, no one will know.

"I can't tell you anymore. Don't talk about your lingtai square inch mountain, even I was looking for that cheap maid. That **** stole my Dingfeng Pill and told me to eat it in front of my father, and I was impressed. , I want to whip his body so that he can die without a place to bury him! If you find that bitch, remember to inform me that the Dingfeng Pill of my Qilin tribe must be chased back!" Looking at him, the words are full of provocation.

Although he was jealous of the gods, he was just jealous! Now it is the world of the three clans, and the three clans just don't want to conflict with the gods, not afraid of the gods.

If you are really afraid of the gods, how can you do anything to the Fang Cunshan of the Lingtai?

"Hehe, as the saying goes, a couple of days are good for you. You and Daoyuan have a 100,000-year relationship, and Daoyuan digs out your heart and lungs for you. Even if you entrust the treasure of Dharma, you also sacrificed your chance to perfect you. Do you really miss a little bit? No little kindness?” Yang Sanyang stared at him with a pair of eyes. “What's more, the Dingfeng Pill I heard people say is the treasure of Dao Guo, when did it become your Qilin Clan's treasure? ?"

"Dao Guo? Who is Dao Guo? I found the Dingfeng Pill on the battlefield. I don't know the Dao Guo you said!" Daoyi smiled coldly.

While talking, only listening to the fragrant wind from afar, a curvy figure slowly walked over, "Husband, why are you here? Mother Lin gave birth today. You should be waiting here. Why are you still here to delay time?"

Princess Yinfeng came from a distance, with a look of surprise in her eyes, "This is?"

"It's just right for you to come. This person is looking for Dao Fate, and that Dao Fate is your Phoenix Clan monk. Come and explain to him," Daoyi said without urgency.

"Looking for Dao Yuan? That **** in Dao Yuan stole Dingfeng Pill. Since this person is looking for Dao Yuan, he must be an accomplice of Dao Yuan. Why not take it down and ask about the whereabouts of Dingfeng Pill? Maybe this person There is Dingfeng Pill on her body!" A cold light flashed in Princess Yinfeng's phoenix eyes.

"Don't be foolish, this person has worshipped the gods, which represents the general trend of the gods. Even if we want to trace the whereabouts of Dingfeng Pill, we need to wait for a while. You send this person first, today Lin mother gave birth to her son, Time can't be delayed!" Daoyi smiled coldly, "Later, I will send someone to follow him in secret, and I will definitely find Dingfeng Pill to make my father look at me with admiration and restore my image in my father's heart."

Princess Yinfeng moved her eyes when she heard the words, "My brother Peacock is a guest at Qilinya. This matter can bother him to walk around."

"He?... Brother Peacock is already a powerful Taiyi, and it's a little overkill to deal with this person. Leave this to me, don't have to interfere with the concubine!" Daoyi's heart moved, this matter must not be promised, otherwise the treasure Whether it falls on the Phoenix clan or the Qilin clan, two things to say.

He was extremely afraid of his cheap elder brother.

"Are you looking for Dao Yuan?" Princess Yinfeng looked at Yang Sanyang. The two of them muttered that it was a long story, but it was only a few words.

"Princess Yinfeng, look up for a long time! Does the princess know the whereabouts of my same door?" Yang Sanyang looked at Princess Yinfeng.

"I really know that she is dead!" Princess Yinfeng smiled.

"Since you know, please give me the corpse of my senior sister!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but tremble in his heart, his brain was a little dizzy, and he kept saying to himself, "Dead! It really is dead!"

Princess Yinfeng smiled, "You don't know how chaotic the three races were fighting at the time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Your senior sister and the entire Bailing family have been wiped away. Most of the Bailing monks were swallowed by the Eight Princes. If you want to find your senior sister’s body, it’s better to go to the East China Sea and find the Eight Prince. If you can find it in the belly of the Eight Prince, it’s a blessing to not be digested by him."

"What!!!" Yang Sanyang heard the words like being struck by lightning, his eyes were full of disbelief, "You said my senior sister was swallowed?"

"Is there anything to be fuss about? Isn't it normal for a predator to eat meat after killing its prey?" Princess Yinfeng fussed at him. "Go to the East China Sea and ask."

After speaking, he stopped Daoyi's arm, "Husband, let's go quickly, lest Father should scold you again later!"

Daoyi nodded when he heard the words, and glanced at Yang Sanyang, "Junior Brother, this is how things are, if you don't believe it, you can go to the East China Sea and ask about it first."

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