The Great Talisman

　　 At this time, Ao Xing revealed his real body, his scales were stained with blood, and the pieces were broken and bloody.

　　 Those who can live in the mountains of Buzhou are the top gods in this world, and it is not easy to get their lives under the palm of the opponent.

　　 If it hadn't been for the Golden Immortal Realm that I had already touched, I'm afraid it would have disappeared in the palm of the opponent.

"This palm has severely damaged my origin. It seems that I have been a little arrogant in the world over the years. I have forgotten the cruelty of the outside world. There are so many masters. I should take it as a warning in the future!" Ao Xing stretched his muscles and used his mana to repair his own home. Body: "It takes at least three thousand years for me to recover from my original injury. The ancestor said that if I provoke any movement, I would immediately prove to be a Golden Immortal, and then tore the space back to the East China Sea. Now my plan is broken."

　　 After a while, Ao Xing reluctantly recovered from his injuries, stopped the bleeding wound, and floated on the river. His eyes scanned the surrounding scenery of the river, and finally his eyes fell on the Vulcan tribe.

"The outside world does not have the breath of the 18th prince. Obviously the 18th prince has entered the territory of Vulcan. It is the territory of the gods. If I sneak in secretly, and I will not escape after exposing my Qi, Vulcan will never mind pinching me to death. The coercion of the gods can suppress my magical powers. Although I have the protection of the talisman, the palm that stretched out from the mountain before shows that the talisman is not reliable!" Ao Xing revealed all the colors he thought, and then Slowly converging his energy and turning into a small snake, he slowly climbed up to the shore, looked at the whole tribe, and then thought in his heart, the next moment the wind and clouds in the sky gathered, and the pouring rain suddenly fell.

　　 He is a genus of dragons and snakes. Heavy rain is the most suitable for him to travel and cover his energy.

"The wind and rain are weird!" At Xiaoxie, Yang Sanyang stood in the pavilion, watching the sudden wind and pouring rain, he couldn't help frowning, his eyes flowed inwardly and solemnly: "I'm afraid there is something wrong. Wonder, I don’t know why there is always a sense of anxiety in my heart."

　　 The storm came violently, and it poured down without warning, shocking Yang Sanyang's heart twitching, an unprecedented whim.

　　 thought, the Baolian Lantern was held in his hand, carefully stuffed into the sleeve, and then took a large batch of rice and put the leaf on his head, and walked to the outside uneasyly.

　　 "Pan, where are you going in such a heavy rain?" Ye stood in the pavilion and shouted.

　　 "I suddenly remembered something, you are waiting for me in the pavilion, no matter how much movement you hear later, don't come out!" Yang Sanyang commanded, the whole person has disappeared in the wind and rain.

　　 "Woo 嗷~~~"

　　 There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, accompanied by earth-shaking lightning, thunder rolled across the void, and a huge roar shook the rain curtain.

"This is the breath of His Royal Highness Eighteen, this is the breath of His Royal Highness Eighteen! His Royal Highness Eighteen is dead! His Highness Eighteen is dead!" Amidst the wind and rain, a little snake stood dumbly in the torrential rain. After entering the place blessed by the gods, he had already noticed the tragic dragon power and resentment in the air, and he lingered to disperse.

"His Royal Highness the Eighteenth failed to cross the Tribulation, His Highness the Eighteenth died tragically, and the sky is about to collapse! This day is about to collapse! That is the heir that Zulong values ​​most, and now he has failed to cross the Tribulation and died!" Feeling the tragic resentment in the void, not knowing what was in his mind, endless fear filled his heart.

　　 His Royal Highness Eighteen is dead, it's strange that Zulong can let go!

　　 "Gather the soul, I want to see who killed the 18th Royal Highness!" Ao Xing suddenly opened his big mouth, and a black air current emerged from the void, submerged in the big mouth, and then countless memories appeared in his mind.

"Barbarians! Impossible! How can these low-ranking barbarians have the ability to kill His Royal Highness the Eighteenth? Although the Eighteenth Royal Highness has a history of calamity, she also has supernatural powers..." Jiaolong watched the memory fragments that came from the void, eyes He was full of disbelief, and his eyes were completely red at this time:

　　 "Manzi! Manzi! I dare to kill my 18th Royal Highness of the Dragon Race, even Vulcan can't hold back the ants!"

　　 "Woo 嗷~~~"

　　 A roar, accompanied by boundless anger, thunder light exploded all around him.

At this time, Ao Xing revealed his true body, transformed into a ten-foot-long, water-cylinder-thick dragon, with blood-red scales flashing all over his body, three-fingered dragon claws stretched out from under his feet, and the river rushed forward with a roar: "Dare to kill my dragon 18 Prince, even Vulcan can't protect you! The murderer pays for his life, I want you to wait for the entire tribe to bury your Royal Highness."

　　 The river was turbulent, rolling sand and gravel toward the Vulcan tribe, forming a wave of terror.

　　 on the altar

　　 The Golden Crow in the Vulcan Nest moved his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and then glanced at the wind and rain outside. There was a wave of fluctuations all over his body, and then he closed his eyes again.

　　 "Huh?" Ao Xing, who was driving the wave, suddenly frowned, and the power of the sky wandered, suppressing 70% of his power.

　　 "Vulcan, the dead is the eighteenth prince, do you dare to be an enemy of my dragon clan?" Ao Xing looked at the source of the divine power with anger.

　　 looked at the altar in the center of the tribe.

　　 At this time, the flood was surging, shocking countless primitive people pale and ran to the top of the mountain frantically.

　　 "Pan..." Yeah exclaimed, but unfortunately at this time the rain outside was pouring, and there was no view ten meters away. There was a curtain of water between the sky and the earth.

　　 Yang Sanyang was holding the leaves of the pu fan, and seeing the tumbling flood and the evil spirit rising into the sky, his complexion changed.

　　 The flood was rolling, and when he was three feet away from his body, he saw the Baolian Lantern emit a divine light, splitting all the river water.

　　 At the time of the flood, the house collapsed, and primitive people who could not escape were caught in the turbulent flood and lost their lives.

　　 Fa's eyes opened, and Yang Sanyang saw that dancing waves and the ferocious dragon.

　　 is indeed a flood dragon, the size of this dragon does not need to be repeated, but it is seen that the double horns above its head, thunder flowing between the horns, the two dragons' beards are full of fierce light, and the whole body is full of murderous intent.

"What a powerful monster beast, there are monsters in the place blessed by the **** of fire who dare to come presumptuous. I want to come to this monster with an extraordinary background. But since the other party dares to kill my people, destroy my homeland, and ruin my farmland, I can't spare him today!" Yang Sanyang raised the Baolian Lantern, walked unhurriedly, and walked towards the dragon: "You are so unrestrained, and you are so presumptuous, how can you be allowed to go wild here? If you retreat obediently, you can spare your life, otherwise you will be offended later. This seat is so angry that you will lose your life."

"Ant!" Of course, Ao Xing couldn't hear Yang Sanyang's words. At this moment, he saw a primitive barbarian walking with a lamp, and his face suddenly became savage: "Just right, I ate you first to relieve my disgust. I can feel it. You have the aura of the eighteenth prince. You must have eaten the flesh and blood of the eighteenth prince. Today, I will knock your head off to taste the taste of the "barren brain" praised by the gods."

　　 As soon as he grabbed it and stretched out, the void solidified. Yang Sanyang had never encountered such a powerful monster. The Mifeng Demon King didn't deserve to carry shoes to this monster.

　　 The universe of heaven and earth seemed to be still for it, and the void paused under that grasp. He felt like an amber, an ant solidified in amber.

　　 "Om~"

　　 A ray of golden light rose from behind his head, and the heavy rain in the sky was steamed dry in an instant, only to see a golden light cut through the stagnant void like a sharp sword, and cut it towards the opposite dragon.

　　 "Om~"

　　 At this time, Ao Xing sensed that something was wrong, and a fatal crisis came from his heart, suddenly urging to hold the talisman in his arms.

　　 "click~"

　　 I saw the holding talisman emitting a blue light to hold the dragon guard, and then the golden crow's hair collided with the holding talisman, and suddenly thunder was rolled up, and the golden crow's feathers were flew away.

　　 "It can't be broken!!!" Yang Sanyang's pupils suddenly shrank sharply: "Isn't Bai Ze said that all monks under this feathered golden fairy in the world can be cut? Could this dragon be the power of the golden fairy realm?"

　　 Even the monster beasts that have not passed the three plagues can drink a pot for him, let alone the supreme demon king of the golden immortal realm?

　　 Big trouble!

　　 The golden black hair lightly fell from the air, and landed on Yang Sanyang's palm, and the gloss on it was dim.

　　 Yang Sanyang put away his treasures distressedly, and then looked at the dragon on the opposite side: “I’m afraid that today’s things cannot be done well~www.wuxiahere.com~ Unless there is a god, things are not good!”

"Golden Crow's hair?" Jiaolong looked ugly, staring at the hair in Yang Sanyang's hands, and finally fell on Yang Sanyang's body: "No wonder he was able to kill the Eighteenth Royal Highness. It turned out to have such an opportunity. It is a pity, not to mention you, even if Taiyi would never dare to kill my young dragon clan master without any care. You monkey will definitely die!"

Ao Xing was angry at this time. He saw the mark left by the eighteenth prince. The eighteenth prince was dead and aggrieved. It was almost reduced to a joke when he passed it out. He was caught by a bunch of ropes and then opened his stomach. shame!

　　 The laughing stock of the dragon!

　　 "Even if you have Taiyi's support, I will definitely kill you today!" Ao Xing roared, and thunder and lightning ran across the void, connecting the rain curtain, illuminating the sky, and calling towards Yang Sanyang.

　　 He didn't use his full strength before, so easily beheading the opponent, wouldn't it be cheaper for him?

He wanted to catch the opponent, then cramped and peeled the skin a little bit to torture to death, and then knocked on the opponent's head and took a sip of "Wild Brain". Only then could he release the hatred in his heart, and then he would be able to make a difference with the prince and the East Sea. Confess.

　　 "Om~" The Baolian lamp emits a yellow light, melting the thunder and lightning, turning it into a mask to surround Yang Sanyang.

"There is actually a treasure that can block me from a blow. It is indeed a good treasure! You, a barbarian who does not cultivate mana, can actually urge this magic weapon to block me from a blow. If this treasure falls in my hands, wouldn't it be able to contend against the supreme Exist? Contend against the patriarchs of the major tribes?" Ao Xing's eyes lit up, and his body twisted and came to Yang Sanyang like a lightning bolt. The stench came out with his big mouth open, making him feel like retching.

　　 "This **** hasn't brushed his teeth for many years, the smell is so big! It can almost kill people!" Yang Sanyang's heart flashed strange thoughts.