The Great Talisman

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A palm comes from nowhere, the palm is crystal clear and delicate, like jade, every inch of skin seems to flow with the worship and praise of sentient beings. Every inch of skin, every texture, is born of good fortune, and contains endless power.

The palm of the hand, as if the earth was turned upside down, and it seemed to have opened up the earth, engulfing a general trend that was undoubtedly rivaling, even if the demon ancestor also gave birth to a feeling of being an enemy of the heavens and the earth and all beings.

The demon ancestor had no time to react, so he could only watch the vast Buddha's light, the palm of the immeasurable divine power, and countless information about the heavens, all of which was erased by the vast sacred power.

"Amitabha! Amitabha!" Demon ancestor gritted his teeth angrily, his voice was full of bone-chill.

How many times has it been?

How many times has it been?

How many times have you been ruined by this grandson?

If it weren't for this grandson who was always mixing up behind the scenes, how could there be so much **** in the Great Wilderness world? Has long been unified by myself.

"Oh, the demon ancestor is in great interest, to appreciate the turbulence alone in the void?" Amitabha walked in the void like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, dressed in white clothes. Wherever it goes, lotus grows step by step, and the light of the Buddha is flowing, golden lotus gleams in the void, suppressing the infinite law, all the chaotic waves of space storms are calmed by the golden lotus.

"Amitabha, what exactly do you want to do!" Mozu stared at Amitabha with a pair of eyes, staring directly at Amitabha's origin.

The saint is based on the true spirit.

At this time, Amitabha looked at him as a twelve, thirty-four-year-old boy, but looked like a seventy-eighty-year-old monk. Then his eyes closed and opened, but they looked like a young woman, and then she turned her eyes back into a milf.

He is the landscape, the sun, the moon and the stars, the birds, beasts, insects, and fish. He has no fixed phase!

"What a powerful law! What a terrifying law! This is the aspect of all beings. Amitabha has already incarnate into all beings. Has he reached such a stage?" The devil ancestor looked at Amita before him, and the more he looked at him, the more shocked he became: "Are saints doing this way? "

"What do you want to do!" The Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth and looked at Amitabha.

"You should know that revenge is okay, but if you want to prove the way to the emperor, the saints will never allow it." Amitabha quietly looked at the demon ancestor: "This is not only what I mean, but also what the saints mean."

"Haha" The Demon Ancestor sneered coldly: "It's so funny! Why can't I prove to the Emperor's Avenue, can it be the Third Ancestor and Taiyi? It's a big joke."

"I also think it's funny, but this is the truth! Whether you accept it or not, it doesn't matter whether you accept the fact!" Amitabh smiled faintly.

"Hehe, my life is up to me, how can you **** be the master?" The Demon Ancestor smiled coldly: "No one can stop me from verifying the Emperor's Road! Even a saint can't do it."

The demon ancestor was not in a senseless fight with Amitabha, but jumped up and turned into the light of nothingness and disappeared into the turbulence of the void.

"The demon ancestor got the black lotus. Although it is not the real saint who has survived at this time, it is almost the same. The black lotus replaced the finishing touch and helped it fill the gap with the saint. In addition, the extreme With the blessings of the West Land, how difficult is it for the three tribes to fight against the Demon Ancestor?" Amitabha instantly turned into countless particles and dissipated between the heavens and the earth: "In the end, it must have been done once."

Top of Bu Zhou Mountain

Taiichi suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky, his eyes revealed a dignified look, as if he had sensed something, his expression gloomy: "What a demon ancestor, he almost took advantage of it."

Yang Sanyang shook his head: "What plans does Zun God have next?"

"Naturally, I tried my best to make the three tribes and the demon ancestors fight both defeats, and then my protoss came out to preside over the overall situation and reorganize the order of the great wilderness." Taiyi made no secret of his calculation.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, and it took a while before he looked at the gods at the bottom of the mountain and said, "Where are those gods?"

"Look at its own good fortune! If you can see the wonderful opportunity and win a life in the catastrophe, it is its good fortune. If you are deeply involved in the calamity, you have to respond to the calamity and turn into powder, it is also due to the number of days!" Tai Yi was a little bit compassionate.

"It's good if you have a few things in your heart." Yang Sanyang smiled at Taiyi: "If Zhoushan has me watching, you should go back to calm people's hearts and preside over the overall situation."

He nodded too much, then turned and left. After three or five steps, he stopped abruptly and turned to look at Yang Sanyang with an unprecedented seriousness: "Don't worry, I can't tolerate the gods, but I can tolerate you. I swear to heaven today, as long as you don’t oppose me in the future, I will never embarrass you forever!"

"I see." Yang Sanyang smiled and nodded.

"I know I have changed a lot compared to the previous year, but after sitting in this position, I have more thoughts. Sometimes, even if you don’t want to change, the outside environment forces you to change. Between you and me It's a kind fate! Remember, it will always be a kind fate!" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang, and after speaking, he quickly left, turned and disappeared into the void.

"He is indeed a qualified emperor" Bai Ze emerged from the collar behind Yang Sanyang's neck, his eyes filled with surprise.

"I feel his sincerity, it's a pity... I really don't want to get too involved with race disputes. If I hadn't had a saint in charge, I would have exhausted my breath and died away!" Yang Sanyang's eyes revealed a touch of emotion. , And then his body shape slowly disappeared on the top of Bu Zhou Mountain.

Although the people of the Protoss knew that they had been trapped, they were divided up by the Demon Ancestor and the three races today. The gods had nowhere to hide and nowhere to go. They had no choice but to bite the bullet, accept the territory gifted by the three races, and prepare to fight Ancestral battle.

Standing on the new territory, the God of War did not see the slightest smile on his face: "Taiyi, the servant is treating us as cannon fodder."

"But we just couldn't get out of it." Thunder God stood beside the God of War without expression. The tumbling thunder deep in his eyes seemed to keep narrating his anger.

"With our strength, how can we compete with the Demon Ancestor? Even if there is a great wasteland with 30% of the territory, it is not enough!" The God of War turned and looked at Thor: "What do you mean?"

"How about the Second Patriarch of Time, please?" Thor whispered: "Taiyi wants to split with me and consume me as cannon fodder. Then I will set up a new stove to usher in the Second Patriarch of Time and Space. The true **** of the third step of Da Luo joined, my gods are enough to make up for the shortcomings and compete with the three clans.

Now that the gods have won 30% of the territory, but they want treasures but no treasures, and masters but no masters, why should they compete with the three races?

If you want to survive and take the lead in the future, you must live from the dead and find a way.

"No hurry, with the help of Dahuang Qishu, when you and my cultivation base are making breakthroughs, it is not too late to invite Second Patriarch of Time and Space. At that time, we will have a greater say in front of Second Patriarch of Time and Space!"

Taiyi refused to come out, and Thor and God of War were also happy to use Dahuang's 30% aura to break through. This was a rare opportunity.

East Kunlun

East Kunlun and West Kunlun are separated by a Buzhou mountain, which is the east of heaven and earth, and the center of the east is the hinterland of the three tribes.

The Lingtai Fangcun Holy Land is located on a branch in the East Kunlun Mountains.

The deepest part of the East Kunlun Mountains

More than a dozen true gods from the three tribes of Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, Peacock, Eight Princes, and Jade Qilin gathered in the mountains at this time.

Thousands of mountains are silent, and the Chaos Pearl and Kunlun Mirror are floating upside down on the top of Kunlun, suppressing all the qi in the world.

The three ancestors stood in the East Kunlun with a solemn expression.

"Have all the gods made arrangements?" Zu Long looked at Feng Zu and King Qilin.

"The gods came eighty to ninety percent, but they didn't see Taiyi, how weird this is!" King Qilin looked uncertain.

"Haha!" Feng Zu smiled coldly: "Follow him! What if Tai Yi hides in the dark? I waited for the gods to come out, saying that it was to increase the strength against the demon ancestor, but actually it was not to attract the demon. Ancestor’s attention, win opportunities for my three races?"

"As long as I wait for the three tribes to decide their victory today, and the other two tribes unconditionally surrender, the Great Wilderness will be unified. I will be able to wrap up the gods and make a break with the demon ancestor after turning the gun. The demon who will occupy the extreme west Ancestor, how do you contend with the three tribes occupying the extreme south, extreme north, extreme east, and central quartet?" A sneer appeared in the eyes of King Qilin: "My three tribes are allied by blood, and today we have a confrontation with the True God of Da Luo, and we will win a high and low victory. Negative, just unify. After annihilating the Demon Ancestor, I will wait for the supreme kingship of the central government with my own ability!"

"Let's start!" Long Zu's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and he turned to look at the Eighth Prince: "Old Ba, you lead my Long Zu's master and fight the other three ancestors."

A touch of pride appeared in Feng Zu's eyes: "Peacock, my Phoenix tribe depends on you!"

"My son, don't be soft-hearted" Qilin Wang Dundun taught Jade Qilin: "Who is the leader~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the future, there are too many hands and feet that can be manipulated in the catastrophe. This leader must be secured."

Leader, it's appropriate!

The three clans are temporarily unified, and the air and luck are unified into one suppressing the devil ancestor, and only by fighting the devil ancestor can there be a little more chance of winning. It would be too difficult for the Alliance to defeat the Demon Ancestor.

In the sacred realm of West Kunlun, an earth-shattering duel broke out. This battle will be related to the future direction of the Great Wilderness and the fate of the future three races.

Yang Sanyang was walking towards the sacred realm of Fangcun of the Lingtai. He suddenly stopped halfway through his steps. He raised his head and looked at the distant sky. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. The innate gossip in his hands was spread out, and the light in his eyes flowed before he went. Looking intently at the long river of fate, after a while, he said in amazement: "Not quite right!"

The autumn wind hadn’t moved the cicadas beforehand. Although there were no abnormalities in the great wilderness, even the innate gossip, and the long river of time, there was no abnormality, but the jade butterfly circulating in Yang Sanyang’s body always felt something wrong in the dark. It seemed that something was happening in this great wilderness An unknown change.

"Could it be that what conspiracy and tricks the Demon Ancestor is tossing?" Yang Sanyang was uncertain.