The Great Talisman

Vol 3 Chapter 882: Final layout

Your Majesty, the ministers have been wronged, we obviously did not do that thing! "

"Your Majesty, the ministers are wronged, it is obviously not ours!" Hearing that the emperor's fate was about to be cut off, the four heavenly kings suddenly panicked.

The blessing of the imperial dynasty is just like the blessing of the demon court. Without the blessings of the imperial dynasty, the four heavenly kings may not be able to take advantage of the other true gods. The emperor dominates the world dynasty, not only depends on the emperor's own cultivation base, but also the blessing of the dragon. Without the Dragon Qi blessing, the Four Heavenly Kings wanted to dominate the Great Wilderness.

Moreover, it is indispensable for his subordinates to violate the yang and yin. The four heavenly kings are not satisfied, and the ten demon saints are not satisfied yet! You **** me out of the house, you just cut off a layer of life? There is no loss at all, okay?

"Your Majesty..." Yingzhao stepped forward and wanted to speak, but saw Taiyi waved his hand and interrupted Yingzhao's words: "Everything is as the mage said. After ordering the four heavenly kings to go back, strictly investigate his subordinates, find the real murderer, and **** him. Enter the Temple of Heaven. In the future, you will not have any disputes!"

Tai Yi's voice was full of unquestionable majesty, and a wave of mighty waves rolled up, and it did not give everyone a chance to argue: "Retreat!"

Tai Yi left, leaving the gods still standing in the High Heaven Hall, look at me and I see you, the eyes are full of solemnity. The ten demon saints were about to split their eyes, and their eyes stared at the four heavenly kings on the opposite side, wishing they could burst into murder.

It's a pity that the ten demon saints dare not! At this time, the Ten Great Demon Sages gritted their teeth, and the blue veins all over his body violently, wishing to choose someone to eat. They are not fools. One of them is saying that he ordered the four heavenly kings to find the traitors, but he didn't give a deadline. This is such an obvious sign, don't you understand?

The ten great demon sages were about to split their eyes, but they didn't know that the four heavenly kings were about to explode their heads at this time. They looked at each other, ignored the ten great demon sages, and rushed to the great wilderness in anger.

"No matter which idiot did it, I will cut it a thousand times!" The ancestor Qian Kun had a cold light on his face.

"We have been calculated! Good means! Good means! This is so boring, we have never seen the enemy at all!" Tian Cried and smiled coldly: "I can't say, I have to go back and have a bloodbath."

Bloodbath! Bloodbath their own tribe.

The four heavenly kings are not fools, and if they can't detect that something is wrong at this time, there is no need to continue to mess around in the wilderness.

Yang Sanyang sat in the backyard of the Lingxiao Palace slowly and slowly, and sighed softly, "The eventful autumn! I don't know if the four guys can handle it cleanly."

"How easy is it to deal with the methods of Mozu and Ziwei Xingjun!" Taiyi shook his head when he heard the words.

"Why do you see that the devil ancestor and Ziwei Xingjun are playing black hands?" Yang Sanyang was taken aback, looking at Tai Yi with surprise on his face.

"Except for the two of them, who has this ability! The four heavenly kings can't be stupid enough to slaughter the tribe of the ten great demon saints! Under the four great heavenly kings, they will not be so stupid to offend the ten great demon saints at will!" Shook his head.

"Your Majesty has no worries. In the future, the ten great demon saints and the four heavenly kings will be like water and fire, and the palace will no longer be worried!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

Taiyi heard the words silently, and after a while, he said: "Fortunately, there are still some ten major demon saints in the 33rd day. They have not been completely extinct, and there is still room for maneuver. I can still suppress it. Otherwise, I can only bear the pain. Except for the four kings!"

Yang Sanyang took a sip of the tea cup when he heard the words, and blew the tea leaves in silence.

"I heard that the barbarians are resurrected?" Tai Yi looked at Yang Sanyang, who was surrounded by chaos, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"The barbarians have become the past and cannot be allowed in the world!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

Hearing this, Taiyi fell silent, and said after a long time: "So far, what else do you wish for?"

"Human races are all innate Dao bodies, they are good seedlings that can be molded. As long as your majesty cultivates them carefully, they will surely become a trump card in your majesty's hand in the future!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi with a melancholy expression in his eyes: Hundreds of races will definitely go back, those ghosts and demons will inevitably anger the human race. There must be a **** of labor to take care of it."

"Anything else?" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang: "I will do it one by one."

"If your Majesty becomes enlightened, you need to remember the appointment of the year!" Yang Sanyang said. Hearing this, he stared at Yang Sanyang with a shining gaze: "Is it the origin of Dao?"

Yang Sanyang nodded: "Besides, there is nothing to ask for. Coming is empty and empty, and going is empty."

"Where is the human race, I will give you a satisfactory explanation! Let you be able to see the rise of the human race in your lifetime!" Taiyi slowly stood up, and his words were filled with unquestionable decisions.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Sanyang stood up and said to Tai Yi to the end.

"Don't be polite, I immediately ordered the great wild clan to send all the beautiful talents in the clan to the human race to become relatives. I want to use the luck of the hundreds of races to help the human race rise!" There was a cold light in Taiyi's eyes: "They destroy them. After a barbarian race, I created a human race."

"The Hundred Clan will inevitably rebound. It's too risky to win luck..." Yang Sanyang showed hesitation. If he is alive, he is naturally not afraid, then the seizure of luck will also be seized. But if he is gone, and the human race has taken the luck of a hundred races, life will not be too easy.

"You still have dozens of Yuanshouyuan, don't the human race tens of Huiyuan can cultivate a few golden immortals? Can't nurture Taiyi True God?" Taiyi couldn't comment.

"Your Majesty! It's just that the human race is a little weak now. After one yuan, a large number of immortals will be born in our human race. With a little self-protection, it will be able to fight against natural and man-made disasters. It is not too late to give orders!" Yang Sanyang persuaded.

"Okay, then I will give you time for a while!" Taiyi smiled and said: "I, I owe you a lot, today I support the rise of the human race, and I will always give you an explanation."

Yang Sanyang left and walked out of Taiyi's bedroom. Looking at the back of Yang Sanyang from afar, Taiyi suddenly sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness: "Although I am a demon emperor, I can't stand against the sky and continue my life for you."

The flames of the gossip furnace in the Bajing Palace burned Yang Sanyang into the Bajing Palace, Wa and Fuxi sat in front of the gossip furnace and said nothing, staring blankly at the flames in the gossip furnace, with a touch of sadness in their eyes. With the sound of footsteps, Yang Sanyang walked into the Bajing Palace, and the sadness in the eyes of the brother and sister disappeared in an instant.

"Dragon Beard Tiger, go to the lower realm and ask the gods to go to the Eight Jinggong Palace to tell!" Yang Sanyang said unhurriedly.

"Yes!" After hearing this, Dragon Beard and Tiger went away immediately. "After I have dealt with the immediate matter, I will preach the Holy Word for your brothers and sisters. How much you can understand depends on the good fortune of your brothers and sisters!"

Yang Sanyang looked at Wa and Fuxi. The two brothers and sisters nodded together, their eyes were a little ruddy, and they lowered their heads. The silence in the Eight Views Palace didn't make Yang Sanyang wait for long, when he saw a divine light circling in the void, Tiancry Ancestor appeared in the hall.

"Boy, I heard that you are looking for me?" Tian Cry looked at Bajing Palace, and looked at the roaring gossip furnace, with a scorching heat in his eyes.

"I want to make a deal with the ancestor!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile. "Oh? Let's hear it!" Tian cried and looked at Yang Sanyang in surprise: "Your kid has done my good deeds and cut my life. If you say that the deal is not good, I can ask you to settle the account."

Yang Sanyang smiled and tapped his fingers on his knees: "My ancestor knows my life soon?"

"No one in the big world knows!" Tian cried regretfully.

"Does the ancestor know the human race?" Yang Sanyang asked again.

"The race made by the female doll?" Tian Cry looked at Wa, his pupils shrinking.

"If my body falls, my ancestors will protect the fifty huiyuan of my human race, will it succeed?" Yang Sanyang looked at the sky and cried.

"You guys have so many enemies, but you can try." Tian cried unhurriedly and said: "What are the benefits? If you want to protect the human race, you can't do it if there is no benefit."

Yang Sanyang stretched out a finger: "I want to preach Hunyuan Dadao, and you may listen to the number of one yuan."

"Really?" Tian Cry's eyes imploded and shot a glimmer of light.

Yang Sanyang smiled without saying a word.

"You are only Taiyi True God, can you understand Hunyuan Avenue?" Tian Cry asked again.

Yang Sanyang still laughed and said nothing.

"Deal! Deal!" Tian Cry stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes. After all, unable to withstand the temptation of Hunyuan Avenue, he nodded in response.

Although he had doubts about why Yang Sanyang understood Hunyuan Avenue, he also figured out that Hunyuan Avenue cannot be faked. If this dogman can really tell Hunyuan Avenue, he should fulfill the agreement by himself. If you fool around at will, playing the reputation of Hunyuan Avenue will have its beauty at that time.

"Gao Ming! Gao Jue!" Yang Sanyang shouted.

"Master!" The frustrated brother Gao Ming Gao Jue walked in helplessly, his eyes full of depression.

"How do you understand Jindan Avenue?" Yang Sanyang said unhurriedly.

"Return to the ancestors, the golden core has been turned seven!" Gao Jue said.

Yang Sanyang nodded with satisfaction: "You two hold my decree ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to teach the Golden Core Avenue to the Lower Realm Human Race. Be sure to use your heart and energy. Once you are successful, you can return after a while."

"This... obey!" Gao Ming Gao Jue respectfully saluted, then didn't say much, and turned to the lower bound. The human race is an innate Taoist body. It is 129,600 years old. Not to mention that one hundred thousand gods can be born, but tens of thousands are still possible. When the time comes, they will naturally be worthy of the women of the hundreds of races, and they will not become a nameless couple because they are mortal.

With a thought in his heart, the Fire Pearl and Dingfeng Pill were taken from the Bajinggong Hall and handed them to the Dragon Beard Tiger on one side: "Go to the lower realm, how to do it, no need to tell you more."

"Master, if you want to talk about Hunyuan Avenue, you can't favor one and the other..." Dragon Beard took the orb and stood up reluctantly, his eyes full of dismay.

"You're just a mere Taiyi, and you deserve to listen to Hunyuan Avenue!" Yang Sanyang snorted with a smile, "Don't get out quickly, otherwise it will delay major events. Master, I will call you good-looking."

"Yes..." Longxuhu glanced at Yang Sanyang with a grudge on his face before turning around and leaving.

(End of this chapter)

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