The Great Talisman

　　 The demon ancestor still has to be suppressed, let alone the enemy defeated by the demon ancestor?

　　诛仙剑 is like a pool of autumn water, reflecting a clear light in the void, rippling layers of ripples.

"I know that you are the great power of the ancient times, the supreme existence that used to fight against the demon ancestors, and now I want to find a chance to resurrect, but...The Taoist brother is my brother, you must not let you take your home and swallow your life. Ling. If your Excellency is willing to retreat, count me as a friend of you. If you refuse, you still need to ask me if Zhu Xianjian can answer!" Yang Sanyang's words were gentle, without the slightest murder in his voice, and his voice was full of gentleness, as if he was muttering to his relatives. It.

　　 is just the words spoken, but it seems to contain the ice cold that can seal the North Ming, wanting to freeze the universe.

　　诛仙剑 is introverted, like a work of art, like a decorative object made of glass.

　　 seems to have sensed Yang Sanyang's words, only to hear the inexplicable laughter sounded in the dark, the laughter was ghostly and sneaky, and it seemed to contain endless evil. Then I saw two drops of blood and tears on Dao Chuan's cheeks, suddenly ejected, shooting towards Yang Sanyang's eyebrows and ancestor orifice.

The blood shoots out, time and space seem to be frozen and still, an endless sadness that shakes people's souls, as if to swallow the souls of people, endless sadness is surging like the ocean, and Yang Sanyang's soul is the ocean. The crumbling boat in the middle.

Seeing those two drops of blood penetrate the skin, penetrate the bones, and want to submerge into the ancestral orifice at the center of the eyebrows, suddenly I saw a cold smile from the depths of Yang Sanyang's soul: "Funny! It's just ridiculous! You are just a small man." God Luo Zhen is also worthy to invade the patriarch's Dharma?"

　　The Slaughter Immortal Sword slashed out of nothingness. Without waiting for the two drops of blood to react, the Slaughter Immortal Sword had already stunned its body with endless will to kill, and then the Slaughter Immortal Sword pierced two drops of blood and cut the two drops of blood into four drops.

　　 A series of screams came from the blood, four drops of blood turned into blood mist, and they wanted to gather together to get up and flee. It's a pity that Slaughter Immortal Sword is unparalleled, and before the four drops of blood flew away, I saw a suction from the Slaughter Immortal Sword, swallowing those four drops of blood.

　　 "I can't help myself! Since you have chosen to be my enemy, you can't blame me!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly, the outside body opened his eyes, and the Immortal Sword in his hand suddenly pierced out.

　　 "噗嗤~"

　　Zhu Xian Sword pierced Dao Chuan's eyebrow ancestor orifice, only to see his eyebrow ancestor orifice turned into a blood-red whirlpool, there seemed to be a rain of blood flying in the sky, trying to block the footsteps of Zhu Xianjian.

　　 What a pity

The sword of Zhu Xian is unparalleled, and the rain of blood in the whirlpool was cut open by him. Then, the sword of Zhu Xian pierced into the whirlpool, and the spirit of Zhuxian sword shot, and the true spirit hidden in the whirlpool was strangled by the face of it. The blood rain was also absorbed cleanly by Zhu Xianjian.

　　 "Whoo~"

Yang Sanyang withdrew his Zhuxian sword and watched quietly the blood-red smoke dissipating from Dao Chuan's body. At this time, the sky was violently blowing, and the sky turned red, blood clouds covering a radius of 100,000 li, and drops of thick blood rain accompanied The endless cry of the Tao is diffused between the heaven and the earth.

　　 In the blood rain, a blood-red shadow wandered through it, seeming to come across time and space, slowly walking towards Yang Sanyang, stopping ten feet away in front of him.

　　 "Heaven is crying?" Yang Sanyang's Zhu Xianjian pointed at the ground diagonally, his eyes revealed a touch of solemnity. The moment he saw the true spirit of Tiancry, he knew that he seemed to underestimate the power of this true god.

　　 But, it's just a small look, he has the body of the holy way, even if the demon ancestor is reborn, what can he do?

　　 Now the Shangqing saint reincarnated from death, although he sealed his life and concealed his life in the depths of the soul, it still did not affect his ability to exert the saint. It's just that some of the unique miracles and powers of saints are missing.

　　 "It's the deity!" Xueying looked at him quietly with a pair of eyes: "Very good sword!"

　　 "Thanks for the compliment, my sword is indeed good, even if the saint sees my sword, be careful!" Yang Sanyang raised the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, gently stroking the edge of the Zhuxian Sword, his voice was full of relaxation.

"I won't give up! Since the cause and effect have been planted, it is irreversible. You kill me a true spirit, and there will be retribution between you and me in the future!" Xue Ying stared at Yang Sanyang for a long time, and the whole body was fluctuating. There is a tendency to take action, but after all, there is no certainty that it will win.

　　 This person in front of me is so weird! That sword is also a very strange sword!

　　 This person is even more evil than the Demon Ancestor back then!

"Don’t think that the devil ancestor was superior to me because of my strength. If you think so, it is completely wrong. The devil ancestor back then had to shun me in the face of it. The mistake was not the use of conspiracy and tricks. I won’t be subjected to conspiracy. When I return, the cause and effect between you and me will finally come to an end!” Tian Cry stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes, then the voice went away, and the blood rain disappeared between the hazy landscape. .

　　 The blood cloud all over the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had ever appeared.

"Hahaha, hahaha, I laughed to death, my lord! I was crying and crying, and I was still so proud of the expression that Laozi was the number one in the world. It is a pity that I can't stand him on the ground. This boy touched the iron plate, and this time is over! No matter how great he is, he would never think that you are... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　　 Bai Ze saw Tian Cry walking away, his head came out of Yang Sanyang's neck, he raised his head and laughed triumphantly, but Yang Sanyang covered his mouth.

　　 Then he gestured to the other party and glanced at the Taoist Biography who was about to wake up. Bai Ze quickly covered his mouth and retracted his head.

　　 "Does the sky cry?" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a gleam of light: "I just don't know how this **** is."

　　 "Am I still dead?" Dao Chuan slowly opened his eyes, his voice muttered dreamily, and his eyes looked at Yang Sanyang, revealing a sense of fatigue and haziness.

　　 "Why do brothers practice the Heaven's Weeping Sutra?" Yang Sanyang looked at Taoism with a pair of eyes, his words were gentle, and there was no ripple.

The rumors said nothing, but he met Yang Sanyang’s warm but indisputable eyes, and smiled helplessly: "In this world, there will always be something unsatisfactory, or something you can’t get rid of or can’t do. . Don’t say that we are only in the Taiyi realm, even if the true **** of Da Luo, don’t you have a day to endure with bitterness and hatred?"

　　 He didn't say anything about himself, it was because he knew that even if he did, it was useless.

　　 As Taiyi True God, even if he can't match the opponent, why bother to involve his own junior?

"I heard people say that the White Crane clan was annihilated by the Protoss some time ago, and even the patriarch of the White Crane clan was captured by Shenni as a mount! The white crane patriarch wanted to attack the Wonderland of Daluo, but But the chance was ruined by the **** rebellious, and the origin was hit hard!" Yang Sanyang suddenly said.

　　 According to rumors, the vitality of the whole body fluctuated, and the eyes were flushed instantly, then he closed his eyes, the back of his hands burst into blue veins, and his lips kept trembling.

"Senior brother, I also know that you belong to the Baihe clan. Although you don't go back for some years, your foundation is the Baihe clan after all. The brothers ventured to practice the Heaven's Weeping Sutra, surely because of the Baihe clan's calamity, isn't it?" Yang Sanyang turned and looked at the hazy outline of the mountain peak in the distance.

Dao Chuan was silent, and after a long time stabilized his emotions, he said: "Well, since you know, I will not hide it from you. I am the young master of the Baihe clan, and I was interrupted by the gods to interrupt Daluo's status and block the Supreme Dao Karma. , And then cut off the root is my father! Born as a son of man, but he can only watch his father be humiliated, I am not worthy of being a son of man! I am not worthy of the hope of the Baihe clan! I can only watch the big hand who descends from the sky. Erase the white crane clan, but I can do nothing! I can do nothing!"

　　The Taoist voice choked, and two lines of tears kept falling: "I can do nothing! I really can do nothing!"

Yang Sanyang silently patted the trembling body of Dao Chuan: "Why didn't I understand this pain? I thought that when I left the country and abandoned everything in the tribe, why? Isn't it just to one day when my barbarian tribe is destroyed? At that time, I can stand up. After all, the destiny is in my own hands, not in the body of the gods. The heavens and the earth are measured, and the gods and demons are still unable to protect themselves, let alone my barbarians? Where do the gods have time to care about my barbarians? "

Tao Chuan trembled, grabbed the hair on top of his head in pain, his eyes revealed a touch of unwillingness: "But, I am not reconciled! I am really unwilling! As the young patriarch of the Baihe clan, I enjoy the aura of the Baihe clan and accept countless clansmen Consecration ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But when the calamity came, I could do nothing...! Junior brother, do you know my pain? When you watch your parents and sisters live in front of your eyes and be killed, Can you understand this pain? This powerlessness?"

　　 "I understand! I understand!" Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly, why didn't he understand?

　　 The barbarians were divided into ninety-nine ways of eating, what can he do?

　　 "As long as I can get revenge, I will do whatever it takes!" Dao Chuan's voice was full of gloom and cold, and his eyes were full of hideous blood.

　　 Yang Sanyang heard this silently.

　　 What can he persuade?

　　 Persuade others to change their sorrows? Persuade others to let it go? When did you persuade people to report their injustices?

　　It's not your father and mother who is emotionally dead!

　　 Things didn’t happen to you. Of course you can touch your lips and persuade others to look aside and let go of their grudges?

　　 has not experienced it before, is not qualified to persuade others to let go.

　　 "Cultivating the Heavenly Weeping Sutra is the way to self-destruction. There are many ways to get revenge, and there is no need to take the most extreme one." Yang Sanyang was silent for a while before raising his head and said.

"Is it going to be Daluo when I prove it? Or do you ask the ancestor to leave?" Dao Chuan shook his head: "When I prove it, Daluo is bound to be indefinitely. That divine rebellion is an anomaly in Daluo, even if the ancestor makes a move. , It may not be able to bring him down."

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