The Great Talisman

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In just one night, everyone in the Great Wilderness was in danger, and countless tribes were panicked and miserable, all of them sent envoys to the three clans, showing their surrender and sincerity.

It was too miserable. Overnight, hundreds of tribes were wiped out by the Heavenly Sword Spirit, and the entire tribe disappeared completely between the heavens and the earth, and all tribes were completely wiped out.

The Demon Ancestor’s Zhuxian Sword Qi cannot be faked. Everyone escaped from the Zhuxian Sword Formation. There is no need to talk about the three clans at all. The leaders of countless tribes gathered to the three clans to seek protection.

In just one day, the disintegrated hearts of the three clans instantly recovered to their peak, instead of unprecedented cohesion.

I have to say that the third ancestor's hand is very strong and domineering. He directly called the thief to catch the thief, and poured dirty water on the body of the demon ancestor. This hand was very successful and effective, and the demon ancestor had no way of justifying it.

"boom!"

Bu Zhou Mountain

Hearing the gluttonous return, the demon ancestor suddenly turned over the case before him, and his eyes rose with anger: "Damn!"

The sound was like thunder, reverberating continuously in the West Kunlun, and his body trembled in shock.

This pot is too dark!

It's simply black, it can't be more black!

But what can the Mozu say?

Does anyone listen to his excuse?

Could it be that in the Great Wilderness World, there are people besides you who can say that the sword of Zhu Xian is not angry?

After half a stick of incense, the demon ancestor's anger subsided, the whole person calmed down, and he looked into the distance very seriously, and saw the tribes converging constantly. After a long time, he sighed: "I couldn't defeat the ancestor back then. injustice!"

Was the third ancestor so cruel, so vicious and insidious, yet unprepared and defeated wrongly?

It's just that this pot is too dark!

For a time, the Great Desolate Races were terrified to the extreme of the Demon Ancestor, and it was almost as if the name changed to the point of hearing it.

Tiannan

The Golden Winged Roc sat in front of the sycamore tree holding Jin Peng's body, his eyes were slightly hollow.

This is his favorite and most proud of his heir, his cultivation level is not worse than him, and he is only a step away from Daluo, it is his pride.

But now, his pride is dead!

"Don't be sad. The monks of my generation are fighting against the heavens, fighting for opportunities with all living beings. It is not unusual for a dead body to disappear. Perhaps one day, a big Luo like me will also fall under the sword of the devil's ancestor!" Feng Zu slowly came to the Golden Wing Dapeng to comfort him.

"But I just don't understand that the Demon Ancestor is a master of the saint path, but he has no saint demeanor, and he actually starts to attack the junior..." Jin Wing Dapeng's eyes were red, and there seemed to be heavy shadows in his eyes.

Feng Zu heard this silently, what can he say?

"He is a demon, free and unrestrained, so he has no scruples, and he doesn't pay attention to the worldly eyes of me!" Feng Zu seemed to find a general rhetoric after a long time.

"Is he still saved?" Jin Wing Dapeng raised his head and looked at Feng Zu.

Feng Zu was silent when he heard the words, and after a long time he said, "If someone proves the way to be holy, the heaven will drop the nectar, and you can live in death."

"The Demon Ancestor!" Golden Winged Dapeng gritted his teeth: "At the moment in the great world, the only person who has the hope of proving the saint is the Demon Ancestor."

"The saint's methods are unpredictable. Maybe the other saints have a way to come back to life. It's not known!" Feng Zu thoughtfully: "You can ask the blue bird, she seems to have something to do with the saint."

After hearing the words, the golden-winged roc turned into golden light and disappeared under the plane tree. When it reappeared, it had reached the edge of the blue bird's stream.

At this time, the blue bird was dressed in Qingyi, standing on the edge of the stream, looking towards the distant sky without saying a word.

"Little girl!" Jin Wing Dapeng walked behind Jade Bird with a heavy face.

"Oh, who am I? It turned out to be the second brother! What? The arrogant second brother in the past, why is so low-key today? Such a lost soul, not like your style!" The blue bird hugged his arms and looked into his eyes. There was a touch of ridicule, but seeing Jin Peng who was no longer viable, his eyes could not help but show a dignified look.

"I know that I used to be arrogant and domineering, and I have offended all my brothers and sisters, but I am here today and I really have something to ask for. I also hope that my sister will help each other as a brother for the sake of the father and the queen. In the future, my brother will never dare to insult my sister anymore!" Jin Wing Dapeng said in a low voice.

"I heard about Jinpeng." The blue bird looked at Jinpeng in the arms of the Golden Winged Great Peng, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. Jinpeng's body was so life-like that he could not see the slightest death, as if he were alive.

"Is there a way for my younger sister?" Jin Wing Dapeng looked at him eagerly.

Jade Bird thought of the innate willow, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "If in the old days, I might be able to invite the saint nectar to help the big brother. But now, I am afraid that the difficulties will become more difficult!"

The importance of the hollow willow to Yang Sanyang, Jade Bird knew better, I was afraid that Yang Sanyang would never divide the nectar to save Jinpeng.

"Could it be... can it be said that... there really is no chance? Didn't the big brother Peacock have also been resurrected?" The Golden Winged Dapeng looked at the blue bird eagerly.

"The big brother is the Daluo Jinxian. The true spirit is immortal and will not be worn forever. As long as you pay a certain price, it is enough to save him. But after all, Jinpeng's cultivation base is a bit short. Although the original law has been condensed, it is... Slaughter, how easy is it to resurrect? It's impossible! Unless it's the nectar from the sky, if you are afraid of the saint's action, you can only stare at it without the power to recover!" The blue bird sighed.

Hearing this, the Golden Winged Dapeng was struck by lightning, holding Jinpeng's body and staying there for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Perhaps, there will be a saint who will be born in the future, so that it will nourish the nectar, and there may be a way to save Jinpeng, brother, don't worry too much!" Qingniao whispered.

"Don’t lie to me. It’s impossible. The saint now knows the magical effect of nectar. Last time there was a saint who was born, all nectar was taken away by the saint. How can one arbitrarily divide the creatures in the wilderness? Even if there is nectar, it’s impossible. I'll wait!" Although the Golden Winged Roc is awkward, it is definitely not stupid. Last time a saint was born, the nectar from the sky, all the rain was taken away by the saint, how could it be his turn?

Even if a saint is born in the future, no nectar will be poured out on all beings!

The Golden Winged Roc ignored the blue bird's comfort, but stood there desperately, and then raised his head after a long time: "Sister, can I introduce the saint on my behalf?"

The blue bird shook his head when he heard the words: "The saint will not see you. Even if I introduce you, it is useless. Even if the true God of Da Luo, I will not be seen by the saints, let alone I have never seen him before. Ants?"

Hearing this, Jin Wing Dapeng smiled bitterly: "Is there really no way?"

"If there is a way, how can I not say it? After all, you and I are brothers and sisters, how can I sit and watch the fun? The saint is high in the chaos, and I can form cause and effect with the saint. It is already a blessing to invite the sky. Want more?" Blue Bird said with a wry smile.

The Golden Winged Roc knew that the Blue Bird was true, and there was a touch of determination in his eyes, and slowly stood up and looked into the distance: "I must try my best to save him! There is a way! There must be a way."

Looking at the back of the Golden Winged Roc, the blue bird looked hesitant. After all, unable to bear it, he turned and flew towards the holy realm of the spiritual platform.

Let’s say that the Golden Winged Great Peng wandered aimlessly around the Phoenix Clan, and then when he woke up, he didn’t know when he went out of Tiannan, a path straight to the extreme west, and he saw the top of the West Kunlun in a distance. A monstrous demon gas.

"Magic Ancestor!" The Golden Winged Dapeng gritted his teeth and his voice was full of murderous intent: "You actually attacked a monk in the Taiyi realm, Jane is a saint."

But soon, this resentment was suppressed, and the Golden Winged Roc lowered his head: "In the great wilderness, if someone can be sanctified, there will be nectar, and it must be the demon ancestor. In order to save my son, even if only First-line opportunities, I don’t hesitate to try it with my life. It’s just that my three tribes have offended the Demon Ancestor too hard, I’m afraid he won’t meet my conditions.”

Without raising children, I don’t know the kindness of my parents. At this time, the Golden Winged Dapeng has nowhere to go, no way to go to the sky, no way to go, his eyes are full of helplessness: "No choice! No choice!"

Even if there is a billionth of hope, he will never be stingy to try.

The next moment, I saw the Golden Winged Roc stand up and head straight to the main peak of West Kunlun.

Parents in the world are the same! Regardless of whether you are a fairy or ordinary, or even ordinary ants, the kindness is average.

As long as he can make his son live well, even if he is crushed, he will not hesitate.

"Oh, here comes a little bird. Are you here to die?" The demon ancestor opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the Golden Winged Roc before him.

"The Demon Ancestor!" What a jealous person the Golden Winged Dapeng was. When the Demon Ancestor became a saint, even if he would rather break his muscles, he would never worship the Holy Prestige. At this time, I was asking for help, facing the evil ancestor of the murderous child, but I had to make a compromise and forcibly endure the bad breath in my heart.

"Yo~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gritted teeth like this, and brought a dead person here, is it for death?" Mozu saw Jin Peng's body with a pair of eyes, saw the scar on Jin Peng's forehead, and couldn't help his pupils. Shrink.

That sword mark seems very familiar!

"As long as the devil ancestor is sanctified, use nectar to save my children, but whenever there is any order, my Golden Wing Roc will never refuse!" The Golden Wing Roc stared at the demon ancestor with burning eyes.

"Oh? Never refuse? I told you to return to this seat, turn around and kill the peacocks and phoenixes, and you will never refuse?" Mozu said with a smile.

"It's impossible! What I'm talking about is what I can do!" Golden Wing Dapeng gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, what you can do? It's just a matter of effort for me. Why do you need to do it? The only way to save your son is to trade your brother Peacock's head for it!" There was a touch of abuse in Mozu's eyes, as if I saw something very fun.

"Don't think about it!" Golden Wing Dapeng flatly refused, squeezing a few words from his teeth.

ps: After a busy day, make up one more.