The Great Talisman

Will the saint preside over the overall situation?

It sounds pretty good, but whoever dares to repent is embarrassing the saint.

There are saints as intermediate witnesses, and then it will be hello and me, hello everyone, and it is much more reliable than an agreement that is not very valuable.

"The saint lies high in the nine layers of heaven, living outside of the chaos, afraid that he won't pay attention to mundane things!" Feng Zu whispered.

"It's okay, I have friendship with the saint, maybe I can invite the saint to drive the red dust, maybe!" King Qilin smiled inexplicably, and at this time he was a little bit mysterious.

He boasted that he had friendship with the saints, and it was indeed not wrong. When the **** emperor united with the three ancestors, he took the lead. He was called by the saints, so it was not wrong.

When these words fell, both Feng Zu and Zu Long were shocked, and they looked sideways at King Qilin: "Is there a saint who has friendship? Can't tell!"

At this time, both of them were alert in their hearts, and they didn't say much. Only God knows what they are thinking.

However, at this time the fear of the two tribes towards the Kylin tribe has already been mentioned.

Have friendship with a saint?

Who knows if the saint can be used at the critical moment!

Didn't you see the devil ancestor facing the saint, should he be humble?

The key is to see whether King Kylin can invite the saint down this time. If King Kylin can't come down, it's fine. If you can really invite the saint down, I'm afraid the matter will be big, and the friendship between the two parties is not so deep.

Feng Zu and Zu Long waited in the front yard. King Qilin once again came to the altar in the valley, took a bath and cleaned himself, held the incense in his hand and lit it, and worshiped three times. Then he recited the "Amitabha Sutra" silently ten times before bowing and praying: "The monk of the Lin tribe, Qilin, has long heard of the name of a saint, chanting and holding the scriptures day and night, admiring my Buddha in his heart. Today I have something to ask for, and I hope the saint will see the past. For the sake of paying homage to the Buddha, I will enlighten my disciples and give guidance."

The words fell, and no response was received. The Kylin King didn’t have his mind. He just continued to chant the scriptures silently, with a touch of devotion in his eyes: "The disciple is sincere and respectful to the Buddha, and I hope the saint has seen the disciple for fifty thousand years. For the sake of change, is it good to respond to the disciples?"

West Kunlun

Yang Sanyang had just returned from the East China Sea, suddenly his heart moved, and he looked into the distance: "King Kylin? What tricks is this guy playing?"

The mind moved, and the Amitabha Dharma body has descended on the scene.

"The monk lives in seclusion outside the heavens, and feels the entanglement of the lower realm. Then he thought of it and lowered his thoughts. It turned out that King Lin called me."

A gentle like jade, with an upright, bright, heart-warming power resounded in the mountains, the Qilin King followed the voice and looked behind him, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

A white-robed monk greeted my eyes. Although the white-robed monk had a tender face, his white cloth was even more snowy. Although his face was young, but his precious appearance was solemn, it made people subconsciously ignore the slightly younger face.

The monk held a string of divine light in his hands, the rosary surrounded by the rhyme of Taoism, twirling unhurriedly, a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes, and his voice was gentle and did not see the slightest overlord's aura: "The donor, please come here, the monk, I don't know what advice? "

King Lin restrained his mind and respectfully bowed to the monk above: "Worship the saint."

"Brother Dao is polite! But I don't know if my brother called me here, what advice?" The white-clothed monk said with a smile.

The Qilin King was not verbose when he heard the words, he just told the story of the matter, and then expressed his concerns: "The Protoss still has a handful of top masters, and my tribes are also extremely jealous. The gods have always been arrogant, abandoning the land and walking away. There may be people, but... there are more people who would rather die than succumb. If my three tribes have killers and kill him three or five gods, it won’t matter. If the bones of the other gods are too hard and kill too much, then The **** of time and space will inevitably be unable to sit still, and my three races will inevitably be in big trouble. It has been known that the saints watch the great road of heaven and earth, and take control of the world. This matter still needs to ask the saint to come forward, so that the **** of time cannot regret it. "

Kylin King’s worry is not unreasonable. Although the two parties have agreed that those gods will let you drive, expel, and seize the territory, but...

If there are such a batch of hard bones, if you really dare to kill, you can see whether the top pros of the Protoss will be anxious with you.

Originally, the protoss monks had suffered heavy losses when facing the great calamity of the gods and demons, now you try again! See if others can't make it!

The three clans must take back the great wasteland!

The conflict with the gods is an irreconcilable contradiction.

The Holy Dao Faxiang heard that his fingers gently twisted the rosary, and countless auras flickered in his heart, and he responded: "Three thousand years later, you will wait for the covenant on Qilin Cliff, and the monk will come to witness it again, how about?"

Three thousand years?

The Qilin King was taken aback, and quickly responded: "Yes, yes, the little **** will follow the decree of the saint."

When the words fell, Amitabha disappeared, and when the Kylin King raised his head, the saint had lost his trace.

The Avenue of the Saints is mysterious and unpredictable. Even if the Kylin King deliberately checked the traces of the Saints at this time, he still did not find any traces.

After sending the saint away, King Qilin got up and rushed to Qilinya to meet the gazes of Fengzu and Zulong. King Qilin said unhurriedly: "Two brothers, don’t be anxious, the saints have already issued the decree. Three thousand years later they will invite the gods. Gather at Qilinya and agree on the covenant."

As soon as this remark came out, Feng Zu and King Qilin looked at each other, a touch of jealousy appeared in their eyes.

It is indeed fearful!

A saint is enough to conquer all things in the world and all races.

The three ancestors do not believe in the gods, and the gods do not believe in the three ancestors!

Out of the Qilin Cliff, the eyes of the four true gods showed a touch of worry. The gods never lacked hard bones, and they never succumbed to the devil ancestors, let alone the three races?

As the son of heaven and earth, naturally there is the arrogance that belongs to the son of heaven and earth!

Rather than bow your head!

"If we gather the gods together, let us take the lead in persuading, and give up the site, most of the gods will still listen to our advice. I am afraid that some donkeys who only admit the truth of death want to seek their own death. Lu. If the three clans have malicious intentions and deliberately hunt down the gods and kill the killers to eradicate the troubles. Obviously some of our gods have already succumbed, but they just find excuses to hurt the killers, then things will be even more troublesome."

"It makes sense! This matter still needs to invite the saint to appear on the stage to be fair, and both of us are at ease!" All the four gods in the court whispered.

As he was talking, suddenly I saw a rainbow light flying on the Qilin Cliff, and the Yu Qilin shouted: "Four great gods, please stay."

"You little unicorn, stop what's the matter with us, does the third ancestor want to repent?" King Qilin smiled coldly.

Hearing this, Yu Qilin respectfully said: "My father has already requested the saint's decree. After three thousand years, the saint will come to Qilin Cliff. At that time, you and my clan will sign an agreement in front of the saint, how about?"

After hearing this, the four gods smiled inexplicably when you look at me and I look at you.

Don't we worry about the unicorns? Look at other people's Kylin tribe, don't worry about us!

"Go back and report to the Kylin King, and say that after three thousand years, we will take the appointment!" There was an eagerness in the eyes of the **** of time: "If you can observe the saints up close and ask the saints in person, that would be great."

On Qilin Cliff

The three ancestors were talking about things three thousand years later, and the peacock didn't know when he appeared in the scene, and winked at the Qilin King.

King Qilin was shocked, and countless thoughts flashed in an instant, and he kept telling Fengzu and the dragon clan about all kinds of things.

After half a day, the heavenly divine light flashed across the horizon, only to hear a dragon chant, a ray of white light broke into the Qilin Cliff, revealing its traces in front of the three ancestors: "Father!"

The third prince fell on the court, knelt to the ground, and bowed to Zulong.

"My son has already been proved to be Taiyi Daoguo?" Zu Long looked at the third prince, and couldn't help but was taken aback: "It is a good thing for my son to be Taiyi Daoguo. Why is such a great gift for that?"

While Feng Zu's eyes twitched, he looked at the third prince who had already attained the Taiyi Attainment Status, and knew in his heart that there was bound to be an unexplained variable, so he frustrated his calculations.

Although I don't know the process, seeing the third prince at this time, I don't know why a bad feeling arose from Fengzu's heart.

"Father, you are going to be the master for me, that peacock wants to kill me, even the eighth brother was taken away!"

"What?" Zu Long was taken aback when he heard the words, and hesitated slightly: "My son is sure?"

"Father, this is what I have seen with my own eyes. How can it be false? If it weren't for the child to break through the Taiyi Dao fruit at a critical moment, I am afraid that he has already suffered from this poisonous hand!" The third prince gritted his teeth, and his voice was full of grief and anger.

"Om~" Zu Long's beard and hair rushed into the crown, and his whole body was full of vigor, and he gushed away to Feng Zu and Kong Xuan: "What do you two say?"

"Brother Dao don't be anxious, I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding about this matter?" Feng Zu quickly made a round, then turned to look at Peacock: "My son, what do you have to argue with the third prince?"

The peacock swept over Zulong, and then his gaze fell on the third prince: "I did not take away the eighth prince~www.wuxiaspot.com~Kong Xuan, you can't justify this matter!" But the third prince smiled coldly: "Five-color **** Light, the entire Great Wilderness is unique to you. Before you took off in the East China Sea, hundreds of millions of cultivators of the Sea Clan have seen it with their own eyes. You can never deny it."

"I've been to the East China Sea, but... I only heard that Yu Qilin was going to marry the third prince of the East China Sea, and I was dissatisfied with it and wanted to see what kind of character the third prince was. He was worthy of such a goddess as Yu Qilin. !" Peacock smiled coldly: "I just didn't think that it caused such a misunderstanding."

"You are talking nonsense, you clearly wanted to kill me at the time!" The third prince said angrily.

"If I kill you, wouldn't there be a chance for you to speak?" Kong Xuan showed disdain: "Under Daluo, all are ants. Only Daluo Zun is worthy of fighting with me."

Although the words are not sound, they are true!

"You wanted to kill me at the time, but I happened to break through the Taiyi Dao Guo, with the supreme divine protection. You can't help me, so you have to take the opportunity to retreat!" The third prince accused Kong Xuan, and his eyes turned murderously: "I still hope my father The king is the master!"

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