The Great Talisman

When Yang Sanyang and Bai Ze sneaked into the Dragon Palace quietly, they saw the scene in front of them. The thunder coming from nowhere actually penetrated the void directly and hit Prime Minister Turtle directly on top of the head.

Ignoring space, ignoring distance, ignoring the vast and uncultivated sea, came straight out of nothingness, and landed on the head of Prime Minister Turtle.

This flash of lightning came so abruptly, even if Prime Minister Turtle was the true **** of Da Luo, he couldn't resist it, and could only take the blow abruptly.

He has an innate Lingbao black pot to protect his body. Although this thunder can not kill his life, it is a shameless face and no more majesty.

The corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth twitched, looking at the dark old tortoise, then turned to look at Bai Ze: "Is this the power of the black pot? Even if you are the true **** of Da Luo, you can't hold it?"

Bai Ze's eyelids twitched, and he said disapprovingly, "What's this? My ancestor, I experienced the great tribulation of chaos and the sky, didn't it mean that people were sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky? Good ancestor, I practiced in the chaos. Who would have thought that an inexplicable calamity would come to my door? My ancestor, I had not had time to react, so I was destroyed by the great calamity, and had to rely on this innate celiac to regenerate and transform into a white ze. It is Bai Ze, but my heart is truly the supreme being in the chaos."

"The ancestor was born in Chaos?" Yang Sanyang showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

When Bai Ze heard the words, he shut up, his eyes revealed a touch of annoyance, and he wanted to slap himself: "I missed my mouth, what chaos? I have never heard of the ancestors. There is chaos in the chaos, everything needs everything. Decompose and dissolve in the chaos, how can there be creatures inside?"

Bai Ze denied it at this time, and would never mention any innate gods and his own affairs.

Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze beside him, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "These old antiques who can survive the catastrophe are not simple. They are as good as the gods and the ancestors, and they have ended up so sad. In the end, one is sealed, and the other is dead. If you don’t have the ability to toss, who will die if you don’t die?"

Yang Sanyang involuntarily stretched out his hand and stroked Bai Ze's head: "It may not be there. It is said that there are some powerful existences in the chaos, called: the chaos devil. Born in chaos and grows in chaos, he was born as Da Luo. Respect God, blessed by infinite mighty power, is the darling of the Dao Dao."

Bai Ze couldn't help his eyelids jump when he heard the words, the hair on his tail involuntarily exploded, and then calmly raised his head and glanced at Yang Sanyang: "Do you also know? The Chaos Demon God's matter, the entire Great Wilderness except for a few supreme demon ancestors Outside of existence, few people know about it. With your cultivation base...it is not right, your cultivation base itself is not in line with common sense, and I have never seen anyone who can cultivate the holy way and directly become holy in one step."

Bai Ze talked and recalled: "Your kid is a thousand times, ten thousand times more mysterious than my ancestors. Could it be that you are the reincarnation of the legendary Chaos Demon God, incarnate in this world?"

"The ancestors think too much. If I were the incarnation of the Chaos Demon God, how could I be trapped in the barbarian tribe and didn't understand the cultivation method? Almost died in that tribe?" Yang Sanyang sighed.

His origin is a secret, a secret that can never be told.

"When will you take this black pot back?" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze, with a dangerous signal in his eyes. In the future, if this servant really takes back the black pot, he should stay away from him so as not to be involved.

Bai Ze really deserves to be born and known to be sacred, and there is a weirdness in his eyes: "You have many treasures and four saints to suppress the aura. It has long been invaded and immortal, even if I really hold the black pot. You can also be immune to you. Your kid shouldn’t be ungrateful. Now that I’m a drag when I grow up, I want to get rid of me."

"..." Yang Sanyang was speechless for a while, he really had this thought.

Bai Ze's cultivation base is not high, but his ability to provoke things is first-rate. Just say that the tribes of the three tribes are now hundreds of millions of beings, if it weren't for Amitabha's transcendence, those hundreds of millions of beings would be buried under the disaster.

What kind of cause and effect is this?

If it weren't for the saint to save hundreds of millions of sentient beings, and fight against that infinite cause and effect, I'm afraid that Bai Ze has exhausted his aura in that calamity, and suffered from Tianzhu.

What can he do?

Yang Sanyang was also helpless! Bai Ze is of great significance to him, the kindness will never be repaid in this life, no matter what, he can't just watch Bai Ze die in front of him.

Since there is no choice, then we can only face difficulties.

Facts have proved that there is still some effect!

Amitabha has superseded enough sentient beings, and the speed of evolution has not only increased dozens of times, hundreds of times? Although all his Qi was consumed, the merits and Qi of Fu Zhoushan's "tumor" were exhausted, if Lao Tan had not swallowed most of the merits in his body, I am afraid that Yang Sanyang had already cried out in the toilet.

"My ancestor thinks too much!" Yang Sanyang sneered, "I'm not that kind of person."

"I also think you are not that kind of person, but I feel a little unsure in my heart!" Bai Ze looked at him with a suspicious look.

With the support of the holy way, even if the two are hidden away from the Ancestral Dragon and Turtle Prime Minister Baizhang, they are not afraid of being noticed by the other party.

"Is it really impossible to get rid of this black pot?" Zu Long was a little unwilling.

Prime Minister Tortoise said helplessly: "Majesty, have you ever seen aquatic people who are choking on drinking water? I am so unlucky now that I choked on drinking water, who knows what trouble will be caused next!"

Zulong was speechless!

Fish drinking water is the same as people choking on their breath, and it is incredible to say it.

"The old minister happened to go to Beiming to monitor Kunpeng for the king. Kunpeng is one of the ten evil spirits of the primordial demon ancestors. The fierce and powerful have infinite magic power, and there are two ways, but they have to be guarded! Daluo will continue to recruit troops and buy horses in the North Ming, secretly accumulate his strength, and can send troops to the North Sea at any time to give me a fatal blow to the Dragon Clan. If Kunpeng is to unite with the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan, it will definitely be a confidant trouble for my Sea Clan."

"The old minister went to Beihai, maybe he took the bad luck to Beihai, inflicted heavy damage on Kunpeng, delayed Kunpeng’s chance of proving the path, and procrastinated for my dragon clan.” The prime minister's eyes were full of cold light: “The king must not hesitate, the old turtle is the king’s containment. Kunpeng's wedge."

"For me, the prime minister is a top think tank. If I lose the prime minister, this king will be able to kill himself." Zu Long's eyes are full of ugliness.

"The old turtle is only temporarily living in Beihai. With your majesty's magical powers, how much time does it take to go back and forth? If you want to ask the old minister Ce, just go to Beihai personally! Moreover, the departure of the old minister can buy time for your majesty and reduce Part of the pressure of the Phoenix and Kirin tribes is a multi-tasking thing!" Prime Minister Turtle stood up slowly.

Zu Long heard this in his eyes full of helplessness, he could not stop the Turtle Prime Minister, nor could he stop the Turtle Prime Minister.

He saw the power of bad luck, and he couldn't afford it at all!

Prime Minister Turtle is gone, leaving with loss.

To be honest, he really didn't want to leave Donghai. The East China Sea's natural treasures gather the dragon aura, which helps him to cultivate and understand the way of heaven. He is not a fool, why would he be willing to leave here?

But no way! He couldn't solve the scapegoat behind him.

"Baize!!!" On the way to Beiming, Prime Minister Tortoise gritted his teeth, his eyes are full of murderous intent: "Don't tell me to run into you, otherwise you will have to be cut and broken into pieces. ."

Is it easy?

Exhausted all kinds of hard work to plan for the dragon clan, calculate all kinds of vitality for the dragon clan, how much has he paid since the era of the demon ancestors until now? Isn't it to enjoy the aura of the dragon?

Now that the Dragon Clan has finally taken over the orthodoxy of the heavens and the earth, and become one of the rulers of the heavens and the earth, how do you make him feel good when this kind of thing happened?

"Perhaps, if you can ask a saint to take action, it may not be a turnaround! This matter is extremely difficult to me, but the saints control the general trend of the heavens, and the **** channel method is inestimable..." Various thoughts in Zulong's heart continued Circulate, think quickly: "Xiao Ba said, I can ask the saint to take a shot, but is it worth it to spend this precious opportunity for Prime Minister Turtle?"

Zulong hesitated!

Yang Sanyang dragged Bai Ze out of the Dragon Palace. At this time, Bai Ze opened his teeth and danced his claws, his eyes were full of disgust: "This old bastard, obviously he is not good at the opportunity, and wants to slip away from the whirlpool, avoiding the coming tribe. The big catastrophe, but it happened to push all the responsibilities on me, it is simply improper, the ancestor, I and him are never finished~www.wuxiaspot.com~The scapegoat, the ancestor must deal with it carefully, otherwise there will be disasters in the future. !" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze cautiously.

"The old king stared at Kunpeng, and he will feel good in the future. The black pot involves extremely complicated laws of cause and effect, the laws of time and space, and the laws of karma. How can it be so easy to suffer? Then some will look good!" Bai Zeqi He hummingly said, "Being detained by my black pot, he will feel good in the future, this old tortoise will definitely have a lot of calamity. The gods are also the sons of heaven and earth, and the decline of the gods is inseparable from him. There will be backlash in the future. Bai Ze struggled free from Yang Sanyang's palm: "Rather than caring about this scapegoat, you might as well care about Taiyi's relationship with the three tribes and how to face the three tribes' encirclement and suppression. The three tribes are even contradictory. Great, that is also an internal contradiction, and will never give the gods the slightest chance! Once the gods compete for the world's aura, I am afraid that the three ancestors will use the momentum of thunder..."

Yang Sanyang was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then displayed his magical powers, lowered the light, and the big sleeve helped him to summon Fuxi out of his sleeve.

"Brother, where is this?" Fuxi was practising well in the dojo. At this moment, she felt that the sky was spinning, and she was caught by Yang Sanyang, with a bit of resentment.

"Also ask the virtuous brother to calculate a hexagram" Yang Sanyang said with a solemn expression.