The Great Talisman

The shell had just been put on her body, and suddenly a sense of horror arose. The old tortoise hurriedly turned around and looked back, with a touch of horror in his eyes: "How could this be?"

Born to be a god, know him a priori. As a **** who knows the variables of heaven and earth, the shell has just landed on his back, and an ominous sign arose in his heart.

"Crack~"

A ray of thunder light swept across the void, and the thunder that rolled up from nowhere happened to hit Prime Minister Tortoise on the neck. With the cultivation base of Prime Minister Daluo True God, he couldn't avoid the power of the thunder, and saw thunder exploded on him with his fingers, and then the prime minister turned his eyes white and fell directly into the cloud.

Below

The heroes looked astonished, and Zulong saw the Prime Minister Turtle who had fallen into the cloud, and he felt a little puzzled.

"Is that a black pot?" Yang Sanyang saw the black shell behind Prime Minister Turtle below, where was the shell? Obviously a scapegoat.

A mouthful of peculiar shape, bad luck, infinitely messy rules intertwined in one place, forming a pot of porridge of random things!

What is a pot of porridge?

That's it now!

In that black pot, what is stewed is messy cause and effect, disordered order, endless karma, turned into the most mysterious power in the world: the law of bad luck!

Inexplicably, the dragon clan abolished a top combat power, and the old tortoise fell into the Bu Zhou mountain range to live or die.

"Return my treasure! Return my treasure! Damn old bastard, you return my treasure!" Bai Ze jumped angrily, his eyes filled with anger.

He just saw Prime Minister Turtle fall into the Dragon Clan base camp, but he didn't dare to really catch up, so he could only keep shouting in the rear.

It seems that he heard the words of Prime Minister Tortoise. The ancestor dragon stretched out his palm, and the heavens and earth covered the universe, and the chaotic air flow suppressed it with a palm: "Bai Ze, what did you throw around before, actually harmed Prime Minister like this Looks like!"

Turtle Cheng is extremely important to the East China Sea. He is the head of the East China Sea and a think tank. If there is any accident, for Zu Long, even if he can win this battle, it is not worth the loss. It is difficult to make up for the shortcomings.

Looking at the angry Ancestral Dragon, Bai Ze turned around and ran behind the gods without saying a word, and handed the angry Ancestral Dragon to the gods to deal with.

As time goes by, the battlefield is anxious. It is the power of the three thousand gods and three thousand golden immortals. Even if the dragon, the phoenix and the qilin tribe are dominating the world, it takes a lot of effort and dedication to conquer the three clans. The price.

Jinxian, even if it is weak, it is also Jinxian. It's not something ordinary monks can deal with!

Those who were able to defeat the strong with the weak, after all, only accounted for a minority in the great wilderness.

With the passage of time, the red blood was flowing, and the smell of blood rose from the bottom of the mountain. There were mourning and wailing in the sky, and an endless rain of blood poured down.

The gods have fallen, and the heaven and the earth are crying.

Gods are the sons of heaven and earth. Gods have fallen. How can parents not be sad? How can it not be sad?

Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked at the distant sky with his eyes. The thick rain of blood fell with resentment and curse. When he was three feet away from his body, he saw the yin and yang flow around him, and then all the blood rain was wiped out by the yin and yang. , Turned into nothingness.

The rain of blood is not only a rain of blood, it is also a curse of heaven and earth. The curse of the universe of heaven and earth on the great wilderness world, these forces cannot be resolved at all unless they have gone through many calamities or consumed immeasurable merits.

Although Yang Sanyang had infinite merits, he didn't want to consume it in vain. It was not a difficult task to offset it with the innate treasure Taiji diagram.

This battle lasted three years.

After three years of conquest, the gods have fallen, and the rain of blood in the sky has never stopped.

He saw the jade unicorn on the battlefield, his whole body was stained with blood, and the robe of his clothes was cracked with tumbling wounds.

He saw the **** peacock, the golden-winged roc tearing through the sky. There are also the eight princes with infinite murderous intent, and the third princes who are entangled with Thor in his hands.

"The gods are defeated!"

He tapped his belt lightly with his fingers, as if it was a sculpture standing on the top of Buzhou Mountain. After a long time, he heard Yang Sanyang sigh suddenly, and then raised his head to look at the sky.

To be precise, he looked at the vast scorching sun in the starry sky.

The gods failed miserably, and it was time to clear up the mess.

The God of War continued to fight, and golden blood flowed from the terrifying and hideous wounds all over his body. The whole body was counted down. There were no fewer than hundreds of wounds, large and small. Some wounds were deeply visible in bones. Through the tumbling flesh and blood, you could see the gold. Divine light circulates on the yellow bones, and there are innate runes that circulate indefinitely.

Even if the gods can live and die, the speed of recovery at this time is far less than the speed of consumption, the old wounds are too late to heal, and new wounds have appeared.

Although the body was exhausted, the fighting spirit still rushed into the sky, but as the wounds on his body increased, the heat and scorching increased, endless murderous intent rushed into the sky, as if the sky was also going to be cut.

A big axe appeared in the hands of the God of War at some unknown time, and saw its hands dancing with grief, and actually suppressed the invincible Kylin King.

It was not wrong. At this time, King Qilin was forcibly suppressed by the God of War. Even if Feng Zu on one side helped him, he still couldn't resist the power of God.

However, Feng Zu will continue to suppress the gods and lead the three tribes to fight against the gods. He can only occasionally help the Qilin King to move back to the situation, but he cannot always help.

A series of grayish green auras drifted from the surrounding mountains below, quietly entwining towards the tribal coalition forces and countless tribal masters.

Under the bad luck, although the tri-ethnic coalition forces had a general suppression, they could quickly defeat the gods, but for some reason, they would always go wrong at critical moments, and missed opportunities gave the gods a chance to counterattack.

The flames of the Southern Liguang Flag in Feng Zu's hand rose, and the vast Nanming Lihuo covered the sky. Even though Yang Sanyang was standing on the top of the mountain, he felt the hot air rushing toward him.

Void kept twisting under the power of Nanming Lihuo, and Yang Sanyang frowned, "What a powerful Nanfang Lihuo Flag, it is truly infinite."

"That's, the southern flame light flag off the ground is one of the five sides and five flags between heaven and earth, and it has infinite divine blessing!" At this time, Bai Ze walked out from behind Yang Sanyang with a ghostly head and stretched out his head to look down on the battlefield.

"What the **** did you do to Prime Minister Turtle before? How does it look like a black pot?" Yang Sanyang hesitated and asked.

When Bai Ze appeared here, he was not afraid of being found. The place was already covered by it, and it was blessed by the power of the holy way. Even if the demon ancestor stood three feet in front, it would be difficult to find its trace.

Bai Ze spit out his tongue when he heard the words, and said with a sullen expression: "How do I know that the old tortoise has mystery, otherwise I would never dare to throw out the treasure."

Facing Yang Sanyang's curious expression, Bai Ze looked around, and then whispered: "I told you, but you need to help me keep a secret."

Yang Sanyang nodded, and Bai Ze proudly patted his chest: "You don't know, my ancestors are my true roots. I think my ancestors were born in the chaos, with the infinite power blessing in the chaos, it is one of the chaos. The inexplicable thing gains the Tao, unlocks the spiritual wisdom, entrusts the jade to be possessed, and turns into an open sky jade. As for the things on Prime Minister Turtle..."

Bai Ze looked strange: "That was the first black pot that opened up the world. Originally, I had refined it in the chaos. Later, in order to avoid the catastrophe, the treasure was broken, and part of the essence was taken by the old turtle and turned into the old turtle's. The tortoise shell. A part of it fell into the hands of the **** emperor. Last time the gods and demons had a great catastrophe, ancestors, I finally took out the treasures, who knows that I found the other half today."

"The treasure was snatched by Prime Minister Tortoise, don't you worry?" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze curiously.

"Hey, what should I worry about? Prime Minister Tortoise should be the one who is anxious. After getting that black pot, there may be some inexplicable harassment in the future. It will be interesting then! As for the ancestor, I... …" Bai Ze smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed, forming a big crescent: "Then the old man conceived the treasure for me, the ancestor I am too happy to have time."

"If I personally conceive and raise treasures, I will have to suffer many calamities, and how many scapegoats for others, how can my life be beautiful!" Bai Ze said slightly mockingly.

After hearing Bai Ze's words, Yang Sanyang remained silent, but looked into the distance with his hands on his back, showing a thoughtful look: "Ancestor, what are your roots and feet? Bai Ze, fear is just an excuse."

Bai Ze didn't respond to Yang Sanyang's words, but he just folded his arms and said, "Are you really planning to make plans for Taiyi?"

"Since it has started ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, how can there be room for regret?" Yang Sanyang smiled, his face was very calm, and there was no expression of regret.

Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang, and said cautiously after a while: "It's too late to regret now. If you wait for the one in the sun star to make a move, you are thinking about regretting it but it's too late."

"If I fall into the trap, and one day my soul will die, wouldn't it be my heart? Then all the treasures will be left to you to inherit!" Yang Sanyang glared at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze rolled his eyes when he heard the words: "You have the protection of the holy way, you can't die if the devil ancestor is dead. I was afraid that you didn't fall in, but I fell in somehow."

"After this is done, the ancestors can withdraw and retreat. When the time comes, there will be great cause and effect, and I will carry it down for you." Yang Sanyang rubbed Bai Ze's head.

"Bha~" Yang Sanyang's finger was knocked off, Bai Ze stood up and stared at him: "Boy, I hope you remember what you said today, otherwise I won't let you go. My ancestor, even if I die, I want to pull you back."

After speaking, Bai Ze jumped into the battlefield. Then he pinched his hand, and in the next moment the green mist rolled up from the surrounding mountains.