The Great Talisman

"Fuck!"

When the words were uttered, the Kylin King suddenly ‘layed a groove’ deep in his heart: “Here again! That kind of feeling comes again! It’s that kind of uncontrollable feeling! It’s exactly the same as when he fought against the Demon Ancestor!”

Same weakness! There is no power to resist!

Obviously that wasn't what I wanted to say at all, but when the words came to my lips, they changed.

"Too much deception! Even if my gods burn jade and stone, they will never tolerate such humiliation!" The God of War suddenly had bloodshot eyes, and seemed to have suffered a great humiliation. He suddenly rose up from the ground, blasted the void with a punch, and hit the Qilin King. Down.

war!

Since the truth is not understood, you can only get through with your fist!

A great war broke out like this inexplicably!

Long Zu looked at the Kylin King inexplicably, and pondered in his heart: "I really can't tell, this old Kylin has such a **** spirit. I see his character is gentle and hesitating, without the slightest edges and corners, so he is so hard at this time?"

If you don't say so hard, the consequences are terrible!

More than terrible, it was a catastrophic consequence, and it was also the scene that Zu Long didn't want to see.

He has already occupied the world, but he wants to go shopping with the gods, he is not stupid, how could he do such things?

This battle is simply inexplicable, the inexplicable Kylin King, inexplicably lost control of the situation!

A great battle did not break out with the will of Fengzu and Zulong. How can Fengzu and Zulong stay out of the fight when the Qilin clan participates in the war?

The power of the gods has never been weak, even if they have experienced the tribulation of the gods and demons, their strength is less than one-tenth of the peak period, but it is still not a race of the three races.

If the gods consume the strength of the Qilin tribe, how will the dragon and phoenix tribes be better off in the future?

At that time, the Second Clan will lose the support of the Qilin Clan, and will be struggling to move forward.

A big battle broke out suddenly without the slightest warning.

The Kirin King and the God of War are fighting together. Although the King Kirin does not have innate spiritual treasures, it can use the power of Wu Zhoushan. Moreover, it can break through the big Luo for a long time, which is much deeper than the God of War. At a time, both sides started to fight. When he got up, the God of War fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by King Kylin.

It's just that the **** of war is the **** of battle. The greater the pressure, the greater the power that erupts, and can even display 200%, 300, or 400% of the fighting power.

As the two sides fought, the God of War continued to skyrocket, constantly adapting to the fighting style of the Luo realm, and gradually moved back to the situation.

At this time, the Qilin King turned into a huge unicorn, standing upright and unable to step on his feet, and his continuous and unsound power was borrowed by him.

I saw that between his gestures, there was no Zhou Shanweili blessing, and the fighting God of War retreated. But even though the God of War fell into a disadvantage, the fighting spirit became more and more vigorous, constantly looking for ways to break through the predicament.

Three thousand gods joined the battlefield, and the power of three thousand golden immortals overwhelmed the sky, and all the resistance they passed was turned into ashes in the gods.

Feng Zu is holding the southern flag of off-ground flames, and behind him is a master of the Phoenix clan. With his charge, he engulfed the tribe's momentum and beheaded to the gods.

Daluo, after all, was separated from Jinxian by an insurmountable sky.

Although the three thousand gods are powerful, in the face of the oppression of the three tribes, and the suppression of the will of heaven and earth, how much can one show their strength?

80%? Still 50%?

He is strong and I am weak, and he increases and I decreases. How to fight this battle?

Can you still fight?

The ancestor dragon held a dragon ball and turned into a chaotic ancestral dragon, constantly urging the dragon ball to smash the gods. I saw the divine light within the dragon ball skyrocketed, the chaotic air flow turned, and a large swath of gods swept away wherever it passed.

"Ancestral Dragon, Hugh is crazy, I will meet you!" With a shout, the trapped ancestor descended on the scene, the whole body was constantly collapsing, and all the horrible auras rose into the sky.

The collapsing force field, like a spider web, wanted to tie Ancestral Dragon's dragon ball into it.

"Ancestor trapped in the sky?" Zu Long saw the figure standing in front of him, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils: "Good means! It's a pity...I have three tribes, and your strength has been suppressed by 30% out of thin air. I have innate instincts in my hands. Lingbao, and you don’t have any Lingbao, it weakens me by 10%. Now that you face me, how much power can you show?"

Zu Long laughed mockingly, and a cold look appeared in his eyes: "If you obediently hide in a place outside the law, I won't be able to find you, but now that you have actively jumped out to find death by yourself, you can't blame me."

While talking, Zu Long grabbed the Torn Void with his hands, tore through the traps that collapsed in space, and went straight to the ancestor Xingkong.

The ancestor in the sky changed color suddenly, feeling the supernatural power that was constantly being destroyed, and his figure immediately retreated.

"Ancestral Dragon, Hugh is rampant, let's look at the methods of my gods! Even if your three ancestors are strong, how can you beat the three thousand gods!" Bai Ze mocked and shot out a ball of precious light in his hand, blocking the trap. Between the ancestor Kong and the ancestor dragon, there was a collision with the oncoming ancestor dragon.

Zulong only felt that his dragon ball was shocked, and then as if he had encountered something strange, he was born with an inexplicable fear and ran back involuntarily.

"What the hell?" Zulong caught the dragon ball that was flying back, with a touch of amazement in his eyes. What kind of treasure is that, that scared the dragon ball into this way?

My heart moved, I only heard the words of Prime Minister Turtle coming from behind, but I saw a shell coming from the sky and blocking the front of Zulong: "Be careful, the king, that treasure is extremely weird, and it is actually tainted with the power of bad luck. Whoever encounters it will be unlucky. Only the old tortoise my innate gossip is contaminated with innate power, not in the category of bad luck..."

"Hey, why is the king with such an expression?" Prime Minister Turtle looked at the ghostly ancestor dragon, and said in amazement: "Although this treasure is weird, shouldn't the king be like this?"

Zulong stretched out his finger at this time, and pointed at the back of Prime Minister Turtle: "Prince...Xiang Xiao...heart!"

"Huh?" Prime Minister Turtle was alert in his heart and suddenly turned to look back. The next moment a touch of horror appeared in his eyes: "How is it possible!"

"How is it possible!" Bai Ze also shouted.

I saw Prime Minister Turtle's shell touched the white light, and the two kept fighting each other, and Prime Minister Turtle's shell turned into innate gossip, trapping the white light. Seeing that the white light couldn't get out of trouble, it turned into streamer and merged into Prime Minister Turtle's shell.

In the **** eyes of the three of them, the shell of Prime Minister Tortoise changed for a while, turning into a dark thing like a big iron pot.

"What the hell?" Prime Minister Turtle looked at the shell floating in the air, the black thing that looked like an iron pot, couldn't help but panicked, and quickly summoned the treasure back and fell into his hand.

The shell is still that shell, but its appearance has changed, as if it were a **** pot. The monstrous bad luck circulated on the cauldron, so that Prime Minister Turtle hated that he could not directly throw the cauldron in his hand.

"How did my shell become like this?" Prime Minister Tortoise was a little bit eager to cry without tears. Although the innate gossip still exists, it has been soaked by bad luck at this time and turned into a black color, stained with green light. , Looks quite weird.

Bai Ze looked anxious at this time: "Old Wang Ba, you return my treasure! This is the treasure given to me by the **** emperor back then. How can you be greedy for ink."

Prime Minister Turtle frowned, looked at the gray cauldron in his hand, and then looked at Bai Ze: "What is your treasure? I want to return it to you, but how can I return it in this situation? you?"

Prime Minister Turtle's eyes are full of grievances. I don't want this treasure, but I can't help it. This is my own shell and I can't throw it away.

You blame me for stealing your treasure, and I also blame you for blending the mess into my origin.

"Lao Ba, you robbed my lord of my treasure. Are you reasonable?" Bai Ze stretched out his palm, and saw the shell behind the old turtle flying towards Bai Ze.

Seeing this scene, Prime Minister Turtle was so shocked that he quickly displayed his supernatural powers and summoned his own shell. I saw the shell swaying from side to side in the air, sawing back and forth, wherever it passed, the bad luck was overwhelming, and the green bad luck machine kept flowing, shrouding the gods and tribal monks in the battlefield.

At the top of the mountain, Yang Sanyang lowered his head and looked down at the battlefield with a pair of eyes, seeing the weird thing between Prime Minister Turtle and Bai Ze in his eyes. There was a jade-colored disc flowing through the inner eyes of his eyes. "I knew that Bai Ze was unreliable. Old Turtle was bad luck this time. God knows why Bai Ze put the treasure into his shell. The black and autumnal shell seems to be contaminated with ominous air. Chance, even if I see it, I will be terrified."

"Not only the law of bad luck, but also the law of cause and effect, the law of karma, the law of transfer...What kind of mess is like a pot of hodgepodge...pot? Chowder?" Yang Sanyang suddenly felt aroused in his heart~www.wuxiaspot. Com~ seems to think of something terrifying: "Isn't it true? Real or fake?"

"Fake it! It's impossible for that thing to exist between heaven and earth!" Yang Sanyang was a little uncertain.

Battlefield below

Seeing that his shell was taken away, Prime Minister Turtle was anxious, and he hurriedly said to Zu Long not far away: "Troubled ancestors help me to catch Bai Ze and ask this matter clearly."

Zulong nodded, and the dragon ball flew out from his hand, piercing the void between his fingers, hitting Bai Ze's forehead.

Sweeping the flying dragon ball, Bai Ze suddenly had no intention of vying for the treasure. He screamed and rushed into the battlefield with a strange cry. Only the words spread in the field: "Pharaoh, the treasure ancestor, I will store it with you for the time being. In the future, my ancestors will improve my cultivation to a higher level, find some helpers, and then come back to regain the treasures."

Bai Ze fled into the camp of the gods, and Zulong was powerless, unable to do anything to the three thousand gods.

The old tortoise summoned the shell back, and put it directly on his body without saying a word, but for some reason, suddenly his heart couldn't help beating wildly.