The Great Talisman

At this time, Zu Long's energy rushed into the sky, and his voice was full of anger. The endless anger rolled up and swept towards the peacock.

"Peacock, what's your explanation?" Zu Long stared at the peacock, "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid Feng Zu can't protect you! The entire Phoenix tribe can't protect you!"

"Heh, you old loach breathe so loudly, my Phoenix family can't protect it, it can't be decided by just one mouth!" Feng Zu's voice was full of mockery, and the needle was stunned at Maimang without hesitation. Went back.

When things come to an end, we must not give in half!

What if it was done by the Phoenix clan? What can the other party do?

"I am all beings from all over the world, don't hesitate to fight!" Zu Long's voice was full of anger.

"Oh? Is my Phoenix tribe afraid of things?" Feng Zu shook his head.

Seeing that there was an imminent conflict between the two of them, the peacock's energy flowed, and stepped forward to block the two of them, isolating the dialogue between the two: "Two ancestors, I have something to say."

"Huh?" Zu Long and Feng Zu's Qi machine stagnated for a while, and they all looked at Kong Xuan together. Zu Long showed white teeth and smiled negatively: "Hehe, I want to see what you have to explain."

The peacock looked solemn: "I have evidence that the disappearance of the eight princes has nothing to do with me. The monk who suppressed the eight princes is the person from the square inch of the spiritual platform, that is, the **** holding the Taiji diagram. I have already noticed when I came to the retreat of the third prince. When it was wrong, I sensed the innate yin and yang rhyme remaining in the air. I found that jade charm on the ground. At the moment of hesitation in my heart, strangely speaking, the door to the dungeon opened automatically, leaving me defenseless. , Has become a scapegoat. If this is really what I did, how can I go and kill the third prince so carelessly?"

What the Peacock said was true or false, he did not put the third prince in his eyes, and went to besieged and killed the third prince.

Who knew that such a change happened?

Although he is arrogant and disdain to explain, this matter involves two races and will cause bloodshed. The most important thing is that he doesn't want to inexplicably carry the scapegoat for others.

"Can you have proof?" Zu Long's face was slightly awkward. He was not stupid. Of course, he knew that it was not that simple for a peacock to come to the East China Sea, but he didn't have to say it.

How can the three tribes have civil strife at the moment when the Protoss is the enemy?

In fact, regardless of whether the peacock did it or not, as long as the other party can take out the fig leaf, Zu Long doesn't mind being a fool and doesn't want to pursue the matter.

In the future, there is a time for liquidation!

But by no means now.

"Do you have proof?" Yu Qilin stared at him with scorching eyes, and at this moment, he stabbed the opponent in the chest without hesitation.

You said it wasn't you who did it, and you have to show your credentials. Yu Qilin spoke, even if Zulong wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Is there any evidence?" Zulong glanced at Yu Qilin, and he blamed Yu Qilin for being troublesome, but he couldn't accuse him.

The peacock is neither lukewarm nor warm, and said: "The ancestor can walk in person, there must be residual traces in the void. As for whether it can be detected, it is up to me. If the ancestor is capable of it Not enough, not aware of it, and I am helpless."

Zu Long snorted coldly after hearing the words: "You didn't take the Eighth Prince?"

Kong Xuan shook his head. Zulong looked at the third prince who was kneeling on the ground, and he didn't say much anymore. He directly rolled it up and drove the head of the cloud, tearing the void away. Only the voice circulated in the void: "This matter If you really did it, we will never finish!"

Flying out of the Qilin Cliff, the third prince looked uncomfortable: "Father, is that the matter?"

"Small intolerance will lead to chaos, and go back first to find out the cause of the matter, and it is not too late to ask the crime! This matter must be calculated secretly, maybe the gods deliberately attacked, we must not fall into the tricks of the gods!" Zulong descended all the way to the East China Sea, opened the waves, and came to the pavilion where the third prince retreats, and the old turtle had already stood there waiting.

Seeing Zulong descending, he hurriedly respectfully said: "I have seen the king!"

"How?" Zu Long said with a gloomy expression: "How is Xiaoba?"

"The old official has ordered people to get the soul lamp, the soul lamp is shining, and the eighth prince is safe." Prime Minister Turtle took out a lamp from his sleeve.

Zulong took the light, looked at the flames that were still burning, and put his heart back into his stomach after hearing this: "Fortunately, the worst has not happened."

If the eighth prince dies, he will have revenge for him no matter what!

Even if the conflict between the two races is drawn up, they must have revenge, otherwise, where is the majesty?

The majesty of a race is inviolable. It is where the cohesion and centripetal force lies. If the majesty cannot be continued, the hearts of the people will inevitably fall into chaos.

Zulong held the light, closed his eyes and carefully felt the air in the void, and then whispered after a long time: "Peacock said that he didn't do this, but I can't feel the yin and yang flowing in the air."

"The prime minister's cultivation is through the sky, his back guards the eight directions and six poles, and he is born with great supernatural powers. Can he detect the abnormal qi in the air?" Zu Long turned to look at the turtle prime minister.

Prime Minister Turtle was silent when he heard the words. He closed his eyes and carefully sensed the volatile aura in the void. After a long time, he whispered: "There is indeed a remnant of the innate Yin and Yang Taoist rhyme, which was left by the Tai Chi picture."

In the Zhoushan War, Laogui had also participated in the war, and he had seen that picture scroll that was incomparably powerful and could compete with the Destroyer of the World.

If it weren't for that picture scroll turned out to change the overall situation, I am afraid that the future trend of the gods and demons is still unclear.

That kind of treasure qi machine is too unique and too eye-catching, as long as you look at it, it will be unforgettable for a long time.

"Sure enough, it's the treasure? Isn't the peacock secretly performing calculations?" Zu Long asked in confusion.

Hearing this, the old turtle shook his head: "Wait for Daoyun, who can fake it except the treasure itself?"

Zulong's face was gloomy: "The gods really don't have fuel-efficient lamps. They signed the covenant there, and they have already begun to make plots. If it weren't for the prime minister, I'm afraid that things will not end well."

"The third prince fell into the hands of the god, we want to get it back, I am afraid it will be difficult!" Prime Minister Turtle sighed helplessly.

"How about positioning with the soul lamp?" Zu Long whispered.

"If there is a suppression of the treasure, how to locate it? I still wait for my dragon clan to turn over the power, then no matter who the third prince falls in the hands, the other party will not dare to move!" Prime Minister Turtle sighed helplessly.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

"Unexpectedly, the devil ancestor is dead, the ancestor I am still so useless! The gods... one day, I will kill him!" Zu Long's face was pale, his fists clenched, his eyes flowed murderously.

Hearing Zulong's words, the third prince and the turtle prime minister were silent.

Kunlun Mountains

Yang Sanyang re-selected a secret place again, throwing away his robes, and turning it into a dojo again.

Inside the dojo

Eight Prince was trapped into a zongzi, struggling vigorously on the steps, then rolled down, falling with a bruised nose and swollen face.

"Little Loach, don't have to struggle. You are trapped by the golden rope. You want to break away by your own ability, but it is as difficult as climbing!" Yang Sanyang dressed in a gray soap robe and a pair of primitive straw sandals, slowly Came in front of the Eight Prince.

"I am the Eighth Prince of the East China Sea. Do you dare to tie me? Don't you be afraid of the anger of my father King Thunder? My dragon clan is one of the rulers of the great wilderness. If you provoke my father to anger, I am afraid that although your Excellency has the power to penetrate the sky and the earth, it will be difficult. Escape to death!" The eighth prince gritted his teeth and said: "If you know each other and let me go, I will naturally go back and tell my father and king that he will not pursue you. Otherwise, if my dragon race really comes to the door... you are afraid it will be hard to escape death. ."

"If your father really has such a skill, count the time, he should have come here long ago!" Yang Sanyang looked at the eight princes with a smile, his smile was warm and comfortable in the sun, but he made the eight princes extremely cold, and he felt like a chill. The heart went straight to the top of the head.

The eight prince's arrogance was immediately suppressed, and he was silent. He is not a fool. With the power of the dragon clan, if he could find him, he would have come to him at this time.

"Your Excellency is the Fangzun God, why are you embarrassed with me? Although I am Prince Longzu, I am ranked eighth, and there are several older brothers. If you want to force the Dragon Clan to submit by looting me, I'm afraid it will be wrong. Yes. If you could take away my second, third, and fourth brothers, it would be almost the same! I have just entered the Golden Immortal for one hundred thousand years, and I am not taken seriously in the dragon clan!" The Eighth Prince sighed: "Your Excellency With such supernatural powers, why bother with this junior like me?"

Yang Sanyang looked at the long prince who was stubborn and respectful, couldn't help but smile, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the color of mockery flickered: "I heard people say, is it the Bailing clan you killed?"

The eighth prince was stunned when he heard the words, and then remembered for a moment, before he said: "It was indeed me who made the shot. I just proved that I was a golden immortal at that time, and my father wanted me to kill the Bailing clan and temper my supernatural powers."

"The patriarch of the Bailing clan is dead in your hands?" Yang Sanyang said that Gujing was silent, and he couldn't hear the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy. The Eight Princes couldn't figure it out and could only nod his head: "Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is dead in my hands. The patriarch of the Bailing clan had some tricks, but it's a pity... when I shot her, she was exhausted, and I swallowed it effortlessly, and even the Bailing clan was wiped out in one palm."

"Sure enough, you swallowed Dao Yuan!" Yang Sanyang sighed, and endless murderous intent slowly flowed in his eyes: "Look behind you!"

The eighth prince only felt that the emptiness in front of him changed, and a tombstone appeared in his eyes, and then his expression was shocked and he exclaimed: "The tomb of Dao Yuan!"

In front of the eight princes, a tombstone emerged.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew what he would post next, and he could not say that the other party would chop off his head next, and then the blood sacrificed to the spirit of the sky.

"Excuse me! Excuse me! Even if I didn't kill her, she would have exhausted her lamp and could not live long. She wanted to die, and I was just doing it, and I can't blame me for this!" The Eighth Prince cried out in exclamation, begging again and again.

"But, you never even left her corpse capital, how do you tell me to save your life?" Yang Sanyang sighed.

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