The Great Talisman

With a loud bang, the stone fetus exploded, and the golden blood flowed all over the ground, wet the cloud boots under Yang Sanyang's feet.

"Dao Guo! Dao Guo! You kill my child, I don't share the sky with you! I don't share the sky with you! I will never die with you in the future! Even if the ends of the world, I will kill you!" Look at the broken one Stone fetus, golden blood flowing on the ground, Yu Qilin's face was desperate, and his eyes were full of lifelessness in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang lowered his head and looked at the golden blood that wetted the cloud boots. He couldn't help but stay for a while, listening to the cursing curse in his ears, a touch of indifference appeared in his eyes: "Today I will let go of the Qilin clan. From today onwards. , The fate between you and me is over, the grace is cut off! The causality between my barbarians and the unicorns is completely wiped out."

When the words fell, the Xuanhuang Tiandi Pagoda was taken back by him, and the Taiji figure retracted into his sleeve.

"Which~" Yu Qilin got up suddenly, punching Yang Sanyang's heart with a fist: "Dao Guo, I want you to die! I want you to die! Give back my son's life."

"Bang~"

The chaotic air flow around Yang Sanyang's body turned, and the jade unicorn flew out in an instant, looking at the woman's ferocious complexion and crazy eyes, a layer of ripples rippled in Yang Sanyang's heart, and then he recovered his calm in an instant: "The mistake of the year, It has been corrected, all grievances and hatreds, so far."

After the words fell, Yang Sanyang turned and left, disappearing on Buzhou Mountain.

"Dao Guo, I will not let you go! I will never let you go!" Seeing the distant back, Yu Qilin looked mad, and his voice was full of heart-piercing pain.

"Oh~"

A faint sigh emerged, King Qilin appeared in the field, looking at the broken divine fetus, the desperate jade unicorn crawling on the ground, with his palm stretched out, the fragments of the divine fetus were recombined with the golden blood on the ground and turned into a ball. He took it into the palm of his hand: "My son, I can't stop you for my father!"

Yu Qilin stayed silent, but kept crying on her knees, her voice filled with despair and hatred: "Why? Why do you want to force me? Why should I be born in the Qilin clan? Why do all of you want to force me? My child How innocent, why do you want to force me! Daoguo, I will not let you go! I will not let you go!"

"The child is your seed after all, and the child is innocent!" Bai Ze fell on Yang Sanyang's neck.

"The child is indeed innocent, but it is a mistake to be born in the Kylin clan!" Yang Sanyang said blankly: "I and morality, after all, will be cut. This time I forgave the Qilin King and forgive me. Qilin tribe, if she is begging me with a fetus next time, what should I do?"

"You can take that child away and raise it by yourself!" Bai Ze sighed.

"There is no time!" Yang Sanyang lifted up his skinny palm: "Born in this world, I have always cringed, never lived for myself, never happily ever lived with my enmity and gratitude! This time, I must kill him. Earthshaking, blood stained the universe."

Bai Ze heard the words silently, riding on Yang Sanyang's head, his little hoof grabbed his chin, revealing a touch of contemplation.

The sea is vast, mixed into one, the whole world, the sea is a whole.

In the middle of the sea, a hibiscus tree scorched up into the sky. The seven golden crows bathed and played in the sea, playing and chasing constantly. I don't know how many people of the sea people died in the place they passed.

The sea is too big, even if the hibiscus tree covers the sea by five points, the remaining five points are still incalculable.

Above the Dragon Palace, countless shrimp soldiers and crabs lined up, all of them looked far away with serious faces.

In front of the array, an altar is placed

The Eighth Prince was dressed in black, standing in front of the altar with a serious face, his eyes looked far away, and he remained silent for a long time. The anxiety and helplessness in the depths of his eyes had already exhausted the restlessness in his heart.

Suddenly, without knowing when, the sea was rolling in wind and waves, and a black cloud covered the sky and covered the sun, and invaded the field.

The billowing wind blows people's clothes fiercely, and countless shrimps, soldiers and crabs will sway.

"Come!" The eight prince's eyes condensed, revealing a touch of dignity, and a touch of tension in his pupils, slowly ascending to the high platform, a plant of incense was lit, inserted on the high platform, and worshipped at the altar.

The wind was rolling, thunder was bursting, and in the endless black wind, a hazy figure came.

"Is this the great master Dao Guo?" The Eighth Prince was tall and straight, and his eyes showed solemnity.

"Hehe, you are so brave, much stronger than those soft-footed shrimps. If you do such a bad thing, you dare to wait for me here!" Yang Sanyang's body was hazy and his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

When the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous.

"You came a bit slowly, I've been waiting again for a long time!" The Eight Prince stood on the altar, looking at Yang Sanyang calmly, all the tension in Lintou's heart was wiped out at this time.

Yang Sanyang carried his hands and looked up and down the Eighth Prince: "I don't see how courage you have to face me, who gives you the confidence!"

"Could it be that you are not afraid of death?" Yang Sanyang looked at the Eighth Prince: "This is the only way to explain why you have the courage to slaughter my barbarians, and not afraid that I will kill you afterwards."

"Oh? You're wrong this time! I'm not only afraid of death, but also very dear. In this world, there may be people who are not afraid of death, but after all, it is a minority, and I am not here!" Eight Prince smiled .

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang said in surprise, without seeing the slightest murderous intention: "Since you are afraid of death, why are you still waiting for me here? Could you take the initiative to seek death?"

"Standing here is not to take the initiative to seek death, but I am sure that you can't kill me!" The Eight Prince looked at Yang Sanyang: "The Great Master is interested in taking a gamble with me?"

"How to bet?" Yang Sanyang was quite interested, but the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes became more and more full.

"I bet, you can't kill me!" The Eighth Prince said: "If I win by luck, you will withdraw immediately and you will not be embarrassed by the Sea Clan in the future. If I lose, the Sea Clan will let you kill!"

"How?" The Eighth Prince looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Okay, I'll take a gamble with you!" Yang Sanyang calmly said: "However, the gambling agreement needs to be changed."

"Master, please say?" Eight Prince said.

"Whether you win or lose, I will slaughter this sea clan! If you win, you will let you live today, but the lives of those sea clan will remain!" Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, Zhu Xian The sword slipped from the sleeve.

Sweeping the sword of Zhu Xian, the Eighth Prince's pupils shrank: "Deception too much! Could it be that you deceived me when I was young? To be honest, my sea clan has already taken refuge in the saint. I have already set the altar to play the saint. Coming. Today, you can't kill me no matter what!"

"Respectfully invite the saint to come!" The Eighth Prince respectfully saluted the incense case.

Yang Sanyang was taken aback when he heard the words, feeling the will of Amitabha in the fixed state, but the corners of his mouth gradually split.

The next moment, the void was twisted, and a little monk dressed in white and bare feet slowly walked out of his predestination.

"Why do you call me?" The Amitabha saint descended, looking at the Eight Princes.

"The saint save me! The saint save my dragon!" The eight princes softened his legs and fell directly on his knees, bowing to Amitabha.

Amitabha twitched the rosary, his heart moved, and the plan came from it and lifted the eight prince up: "Prince please, I know all the reasons for all things. Leave the things here to me."

With a thought in my heart, dozens of bodhi leaves flew out and fell into the hands of the eight princes: "My bodhi leaves contain a world. There are several saints behind this fruit. I am afraid that I can't stop it. I will hold this servant temporarily. , You can use this bodhi leaf to hide all the elite of the sea clan. When the limelight passes, it is not too late to talk about other things."

The eighth prince heard the words respectfully, and then jumped and jumped directly into the sea.

Glancing at the sea, feeling the faint gaze in the void, Amitabha looked at Yang Sanyang: "Little friend, let's meet again."

"Buddha will block me too?" Yang Sanyang looked at Amitabha.

"Oh, why bother? The barbarian clan has been destroyed, but the dragon clan still exists. It's my buddhist monk. It's better to sell the monk's face and resolve this cause and effect?" Amitabha smiled with his rosary.

Yang Sanyang shook his head: "This hatred and hatred is not shared. If the Buddha can use my ability to retreat, he will naturally have nothing to do with me, so I will retreat."

"Goodness! Goodness!" Amitabha smiled, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "One flower, one world, one leaf and one bodhi, can the donor dare to come to my bodhi leaf?"

When the Buddha opened his palm, a bodhi leaf emerged.

"Dare!" Yang Sanyang's words fell, falling into the bodhi leaf.

The sea was calm, only a bodhi leaf was floating, and a monk dressed in white kept chanting scriptures.

Sanskrit sounds are sung and spread all over the sea.

In the depths of the sea, when the Eighth Prince threw the palm of his hand, he saw dozens of Bodhi leaves flying out, gently floating in the void, twisting and turning into portals~www.wuxiaspot.com~All the sea creatures listened to my orders, Daoguo that lunatic is back, you wait for everything to follow me into this world to avoid the limelight, it is not too late for him to make a comeback! "The voice of the eight princes spread far across the sea, and the next moment a stream of light rolled up, the wave was sensational, and the overwhelming sea tribe army all spontaneously rushed into the Bodhi leaves.

Bodhi leaves

Yang Sanyang and Bai Ze smiled coldly, and the corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth revealed a murderous intent: "Since then, the elite of the sea clan has been exhausted by me, and all have become the puppets of Amitabha. They can only provide them with the power of faith, which is considered waste use.

"That stupid dragon simply shot himself in the foot! He would never have thought that Amitabha is your way!" Bai Ze laughed, his voice full of pride.

Yang Sanyang slowly stood up and put away the Zhu Xianjian: "I only hate, why didn't the Eight Princes be completely transformed back then, otherwise there would be such a problem?"

"That's wrong, even if there is no eight princes to take action, there will be other powerful dragons to take action!" Bai Ze relieved.

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