The Great Talisman

"Taiyi really decided? Moreover, he asked me for advice!" Yang Sanyang showed a gleam of light in his eyes: "Is it true that Emperor Ziwei is so... cruel? If you give Concubine Mi to Taiyi, wouldn't it be the laughingstock of the world? "

The various thoughts in Yang Sanyang's heart turned, a pair of eyes quietly looked into the distance, and after a while, he said: "This matter is mixed by the demon ancestor, and it adds infinite variables."

"Amituo, you'd better go for a walk first, just leave it to the Taoist Lingbao about the star battle in Zhou Tian!" Yang Sanyang said to the void.

The next moment, the void was distorted and the Buddha's light lingered, and I saw Amitabha holding a rosary, twirling causality in his hands unhurriedly, and a weirdness appeared in his eyes: "What an interesting thing! Monk, I have never seen this since I enlightened. Such an interesting thing. Ziwei Xingjun? The monk just wants to meet him for a while."

The light of Amitabha's whole body waved and disappeared into the void, leaving Yang Sanyang sitting on the bluestone: "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation? Right in that world! With the cultivation of the saint, I want to find Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation. Picture, it shouldn't be difficult."

In fact, it is really not difficult!

As a saint who grasps the general trend of heaven, there is no secret in the universe. Especially when the world is going to dying, all the supernatural and powerful generations have displayed their abilities, and the heavens and stars have also been displayed by the emperor.

It's a pity that no one can resist the calamity, and resist the destiny, except for the true **** Daluo.

Time is in a hurry, just a hundred years.

In the ninety-ninth year, the Taoist Lingbao walked out of the dark and silent universe, and a blueprint full of decay, mottled, and vicissitudes of time was slowly spread out in front of him.

Zhou Tian's star battle!

It's hard to imagine that, like a scroll of worn kraft paper, it is the star-fighting array of Zhou Tian, ​​who was so dazzling that year.

Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand and touched the pattern lightly, wanting to feel the traces of the past years, but his fingertips had just touched the picture scroll, and the next moment he heard only a'bang', the Zhoutian star battle pattern burst open. Turning into ashes and dissipating in the wind, only a spiritual light submerged in his mind.

The Zhoutian Xing Dou Array has decayed over the years, but the innate restrictions in the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array have been retained.

In the next moment, infinite information exploded and spread within Yang Sanyang's ancestor. I saw a jade butterfly in his primordial spirit distorting nothingness, descending into the tide of vast information, swallowing up all the information.

In the heaven

The 100-year period has come

In the vast galaxy, the crape myrtle stars bloom with brilliance.

Star Monarch Ziwei stood in the palace, looking at the concubine Mi in a red robe, his face was sad, and he still wanted to talk.

Below, the star gods looked ashamed and angry, all bowed their heads, like a **** that had been defeated, bowed their heads silently, and the atmosphere was extremely low.

In the distance, a Kunpeng overwhelmed the galaxy, flapping its wings and curling up the endless galaxy storm. Behind him were Tiangong Daluo and Jinxian blowing and beating, and the red lantern shining on the galaxy, an endless divine light burst.

"They're here!" Concubine Mi stood expressionlessly at the gate of the palace, looking at the big red lantern, the Kunpeng carrying the sedan chair, and the ancestor who came from the twisting void, turning around to look at the star of Ziwei.

His eyes met, speechless for a long time.

"I'm leaving!" Concubine Mi said quietly, her eyes are like silent waves, which haven't rippled for a long time.

Hearing this, Xingjun Ziwei shook his body, stepped forward, and grabbed Concubine Mi's hand.

The palms of the fingers were tightly clasped, and purple bruises appeared.

"Ai Fei..." Emperor Ziwei called out, trying to say something, but he felt that something was choking in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore, only to say: "Treasure! I will pick you up soon !"

Hearing the words, Concubine Mi nodded blankly, swept across the star-gods in the hall, and then slowly lowered her eyes. Looking at the heavenly envoy coming in the distance, Concubine Mi slowly withdrew Rouyi from Emperor Ziwei: "How sure is Langjun to take me back during this trip?"

"The Devil Ancestor said, very much! No accident!" Emperor Ziwei said quickly.

Concubine Mi was not too much to speak, but took a deep look at Ziwei Xingjun, and then slowly put down the hijab on her head.

"Niangniang, the auspicious time is here, please let Niangniang go on the road!" The ancestor came to the palace, held a fist at Emperor Ziwei, and then looked at Concubine Mi.

A banshee from the Heavenly Palace stepped forward, supported Concubine Mi, and the group walked towards Kunpeng's back.

"Mi!" Looking at the back of Concubine Mi's departure, Xingjun Ziwei couldn't help but yelled.

Concubine Mi paused, and then went on to the big red sedan chair.

Seeing Mi got into the big red sedan chair, the ancestor smiled and looked at Emperor Ziwei: "The emperor is not in trouble?"

"Huh!" Emperor Ziwei snorted coldly, and looked away from the big red sedan chair, and fell on the ancestor: "Hehe, the heavenly palace is so bold! With the three-step God of Da Luo as the driver and Taiyi as the musician, it is really bold. very good!"

"Hehe, Mi entered the heavenly palace, it is the main palace in my heavenly palace. It is the mother of the gods. Everyone should welcome it. No matter how high the standard is, it will be accepted!" In your spare time, why not come to my temple as usual?"

"Hmph, I will go soon!" Ziwei Xingjun smiled coldly.

The Patriarch smiled, turned around and led all the way to Gao Zhenyuan, disappearing into the vast galaxy.

"Emperor!" The murderous intent of the Seven Killing Stars surged all over, and he couldn't help stepping out, his eyes full of depression and anger: "This hatred and this hate are not shared! The heaven must pay the price!"

"It must be a life and death with Tiangong!"

"Such a shame and shame, we would rather die in battle than steal a life!"

"Your Majesty, please fight!"

"..."

The star gods all stepped forward one after another at this time, and their eyes were full of fighting spirit and murderous intent.

"Don't worry, there will be a chance! All the Star Gods listened to my orders, ordered all soldiers and horses, and prepared each!" Emperor Ziwei's face was distorted, the corners of his eyes split, and a murderous opportunity shot out.

What a shame!

This is the great shame of his Ziwei Xingjun!

If you can't hate it, how can he star Master Ziwei with a face to dominate the universe?

The ancestral land of the human race, Yang Sanyang’s eyes flowed with stars and rivers, and the three sacred ways and figures were constantly in the void, helping him to deduce and parse the vast information.

The void was distorted for a while, a black lotus bloomed leisurely, but the demon ancestor walked out of the void unhurriedly.

"This is the last ancestral land of your human race? The place where you were born that year? Doesn't it look good?" The devil ancestor looked around, revealing a strange look in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Yang Sanyang showed a dignified look. The Demon Ancestor is in charge of all the inner demons in the world. It is not strange to find here, but what is strange about him.

"My ancestor prepared a great gift for you. I came here to accompany you to the theater!" Mozu sat next to Yang Sanyang, took out a jade gourd in his hand, and drank the wine unhurriedly.

Yang Sanyang calmly picked up the Baolian Lantern and stuffed it into his sleeve: "Oh? But I don't know what the gift is?"

"I agreed with Emperor Ziwei that as long as Taiyi and Mi decide on their names, I will join forces with them to enter the demon court and take them back!" Mozu said with a smile.

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard the words, and then said for a long time: "Since you have agreed to Star Lord Ziwei, what do you do when you come to me?"

"Do you think that if I attack the Demon Court with Ziwei Xingjun, what is the chance of winning?" Mozu asked not to answer.

Yang Sanyang pondered for a while, and then said after a while: "Five-five-kilometer is still available, and it is not good for 4-6-kilometer!"

Although the demon ancestor only has a strand of true spirit, it is an invincible existence under the saint! Spike all the true gods of Da Luo in Tiangong!

Coupled with the power of Ziwei Xingjun, it is enough to shake the general trend of the palace.

As for the true outcome?

Yang Sanyang could only hehe in his heart.

Concubine Mi's entry into the Heavenly Palace is simply because the meat buns and the dogs have never returned!

Unless the Mozu is willing to take action, relying on the weirdness of the Heavenly Demon Avenue, to bring the Concubine Mi from the heavy guards of the Heavenly Palace, it is not impossible.

Of course, not counting the three hundred and sixty-five innate spiritual treasures at the bottom of the heavenly palace!

"Hahaha, do you think I can't go if I miss an appointment?" The Mozu suddenly smiled.

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard the words: "I'm afraid Emperor Ziwei is going crazy!"

"Are you going to pit Emperor Ziwei? No way..."

Then he stood up suddenly in shock: "Are you going to provoke a war between the two clans? Make the two clans immortal?"

"Yes! You don't even know how important Concubine Mi is to Emperor Ziwei! Losing Concubine Mi, Emperor Ziwei will be crazy! A big battle is inevitable!" Mozu laughed: "I just want to The truth tells you, hahaha...you just didn't have a chance to spread the truth."

"Are you angry! Are you anxious?" The Demon Ancestor looked at him teasingly, his eyes full of triumph.

"The ancestor knows how many deaths and injuries will be in the Great Wilderness when the war is rolled up?" Yang Sanyang looked at the devil ancestor with a gloomy expression.

"It's just a number. The ancestor I am a demon. The more people who die, the greater the grievance, the stronger my aura and my strength!" The demon ancestor disagrees, and doesn't put all lives in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang looked at the demon ancestor, and smiled coldly in his heart: "Thinking that blocking me will make the heaven and the starry sky become a dog's brain? Haha, I will definitely scare you off the 360-degree titanium alloy dog ​​eyes later~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ With an anxious look on his face, Yang Sanyang wants to turn into a golden rainbow and leave, the devil ancestor smiled: "You should stay here with me to watch the show. "

Tiangong

Approaching the 33rd Heaven, Kunpeng suddenly converged his facial features and turned into a deity. At this time, eight true gods of Da Luo flew out, and they all carried the sedan chair together.

One path went straight into the Nantian Gate and flew into the 33rd Heaven.

At this time, the thirty-third heaven is full of lights and festoons, and the endless path is auspicious and joyous. The big red lantern was raised high, and the whole 33rd heaven was beaming with joy, and the endless red light was exaggerated.

As the person who presided over the wedding, the **** of space began various preparations in an orderly manner.

After the various procedures were completed, the **** of space came to the concubine Mi with a letter of forgiveness: "The demon emperor has a purpose, and he is named the demon concubine and the lord of the main palace of the heavenly palace, so please!"

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