The Great Talisman

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The mighty tribe army, like a tide, envelops the mountain of Bu Zhou and rushes in.

With the forces of the three clans, it is not too difficult to find the traces of the gods.

"The gods are gathered in Buzhou Mountain, hahaha... It's really dead!" King Qilin stood on the top of the mountain, raised his head and looked into the distant sky, revealing a murderous intent in his eyes.

"I wait for this time to surround the gods and cut off their final retreat. The gods will inevitably act to trap the beasts. At that time, we will not be able to hide our privacy, and do our best to bury all the gods here. This is absolutely It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to catch all the gods in one go. If I missed this day, it is almost impossible to find such an opportunity in the future!" Zu Long’s eyes showed a touch of majesty: "If you can’t kill all the gods, I’m afraid you My three clans are fighting, and in the end it will only make the gods cheaper."

Feng Zu and Qilin King Ju both nodded together, with a touch of approval in their eyes, and a murderous intent in their eyes.

Zulong was right. Even if the three tribes were filthy in private, they would never dare to be careless when facing the gods. They had to fight the lions and the rabbits with all their strength.

Bu Zhou Mountain

After the three worships of the gods were completed, Taiyi held the seal in his hand and stamped it, and then slowly took the sacrificial text to the candlelight in front of the altar and slowly lit it.

Hundreds of thousands of tribal armies gather around, and the heavens are overwhelming, like a landslide and a tsunami, sweeping toward the gods.

All the gods looked solemn and pious, looking at the hazy figure in front of the altar.

"Taiyi, I have already come, you and the gods are not quick to die!" The three figures, accompanied by mighty majesty, enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain.

No one responded to the words of the three ancestors. The gods seemed to regard the three tribes as if they had not seen them, but quietly looked at Gongtai not far away.

"You and other gods are all born by nature, with boundless merits and blessings, and are born with great fortune. God has the virtue of good life, as long as you are willing to change your face and join my three clans, my three clans can let you wait. A way of life, waiting for you to hate the past, forget the past!" Feng Zu stared at the three thousand gods below with scorching eyes, and a touch of coveting appeared in his eyes.

That is the power of the Three Thousand Golden Immortal Realm, no matter which tribe has won the three thousand gods, they will all gain overwhelming power, and the other two tribes can only be destroyed in a moment.

No one responded to the words of the third ancestor, only the half-que sacrificial text, slowly burning in the void.

"Haha! Kunpeng, in vain, you were still a loyal demon ancestor back then, but now you have become a seller of prosperous generation." King Qilin turned his eyes and looked at Kunpeng standing ten feet away by Taiyi, his words were full of ridicule.

Kunpeng kept silent, just standing there, looking like an old **** no longer.

Seeing that the gods were like woods, without the slightest reaction, the Qilin King suddenly became angry: "Hehe, my three clans gave you the opportunity to wait, but you wait and cherish it. If you are buried on the top of this Zhoushan mountain today, Don’t blame my tribes for being merciless."

"Kill!" King Qilin shouted angrily, and the next moment the tribe army from all directions surged towards the Buzhou Mountain.

"You are trapped here today, even if you have three heads and six arms, and immeasurable magical powers, you can't even want to escape!" Feng Zu sacrificed his innate spirit treasure to the south of the flame flag.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A series of terrifying and hideous murderous intent rolled up, and thunder thundered across the void, and the three ancestors looked at each other, and the next moment, without saying a word, the whole body was rolled into a terrifying will of heaven, and it was suppressed against the three thousand gods.

Under the saint, all beings are ants. Under the will of heaven, the saint also needs to retreat.

In the face of the overwhelming momentum of the heavens, without waiting for the hands, the supernatural powers of the gods have been suppressed by three points.

"It's a pity, Kunpeng finally broke through the Wonderland of Daluo. I didn't expect to suffer such a calamity. Fortunately, I didn't go to take refuge in the gods, or I would be buried in the Heavenly Palace at this time!" Deep in West Kunlun, Chaos Heart touched with lingering fear. To the chest.

"Nor, Kunpeng proves that Da Luo is the true God of Zheng Da Luo. If he wants to take the opportunity to escape, I am afraid that the three ancestors may not be able to keep him. It is a pity that the three thousand gods are also unyielding and strong. The generation, but has no eyes and followed the wrong person, was brought into desperation by Taiyi," Qiong Qi muttered in a low voice.

Bu Zhou Shan Nai

The Demon Ancestor looked up and looked at the majestic Third Ancestor. He couldn't help but distorted his face, gritted his teeth, and there was a murderous intent flowing in his eyes: "Traitor! Traitor! Damn it all! Damn it all!"

"Let me out! Let me out! I'm going to kill the three traitors!" Mozu grabbed the true spirit of Yang Sanyang in Zhuxian's Four Swords, and stretched out his fist for a chubby punch.

"Magic Ancestor, you don't want to deceive people too much!" Yang Sanyang's true spirit raised his head with a swollen nose, and his eyes were full of grief and anger: "You have hammered me for tens of thousands of years! You have hammered me for tens of thousands of years! It's too deceiving!"

"Bang!" Before the words were finished, the demon ancestor punched the opponent's eye socket: "Dog thief, don't be wordy, give me the great mill, let me out! Let me out!"

"Don't think about it! Even if you beat me to death, I will never let you out!" Yang Sanyang's true spirit was rubbed on the ground by the demon ancestor, but the words did not let go: "Even if you kill me, I will never let go Will promise you."

The demon ancestor was even more furious when he heard this: "You are the true spiritual forbidden method of Zhuxian's Four Swords. If I can kill you, will I keep you alive to this day? Beat your grandson! Beat your grandson. !"

"I don't know how he reversed the universe and opened up a way for the gods in desperate situations." Hou Tu raised his head, his eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and his eyes were full of emotion.

She didn't worry about Yang Sanyang's safety. If Yang Sanyang, who was protected by a saint, could die, it would definitely be a disaster in the great wilderness.

What she cares about is what method Yang Sanyang uses to properly arrange the gods to avoid killing and robbery.

I was meditating in my heart. Suddenly, Houtu suddenly raised his head, his eyes looked towards the distant sky, and there was a solemn expression in his eyes: "Hey~~ Something seems to be gestating on the edge of the world at the top of the mountain."

The three tribes are bound to kill the Heavenly Dao, and it is by no means the three thousand gods in front of them can contend. At this time, when things came to an end, the gods calmed down instead, looking blankly at the three tribe masters who had come from the attack, and there was a stream of light in the void, like raindrops overwhelming the sky.

Seeing the three ancestors sacrificed the magic weapon, about to kill, suddenly the mountain top was distorted, the colorful divine light burst, the endless colorful light auspicious rolled up, a terrifying will was brewing from the colorful light After coming out, in the place shrouded in colored light, all the magic was banned, and the will of the heavens gathered by the three clans was also broken in an instant.

Countless monks of the three tribes have fallen into the bottom of the mountain as if they were laying dumplings.

Zulong's Chaos Orb was set in the void, and the colorful light flowing in Fengzu's apricot and yellow flag, at this time, seemed to be solidified amber in the void.

Although the three ancestors did not fall into the depths of the mountain like his men, they had to retreat to avoid the suppression of that will.

Amidst the mighty colorful light, a mighty and solemn portal was slowly born from the colorful light.

"This heavenly palace was born in response to the aura of the heavens. Beyond the three realms, not in the five elements, above the world, not in this big world, even if the three ancestors of the dragon, the phoenix and the qilin, they can't help it. The sacreds take refuge in it and wait until The next calamity is born, and it can naturally sweep the world!" Yang Sanyang said, clearing everyone's doubts.

"Tiangong?"

All the gods burst into the eyes with a scorching divine light, the previous resentment disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless admiration.

"Everyone, the heaven is still gestating, and it’s not time to be born. Now that we are offering sacrifices to the heavens, the ban on the heavens is opened in advance, but it is not sustainable. You enter the heavens as soon as possible to sleep, and when the next calamity comes, naturally my gods will dominate the world. !" Taiyi turned and looked at the gods.

The gods did not refuse, looking at the shining endless auspicious auspiciousness, and the heavenly palace where the smallpox was falling, there seemed to be a beautiful palace in the dimness, dancing lightly.

Three thousand gods quickly turned into streamers and sank into the portal.

Taiyi looked at the ancestor in the sky: "Please, ancestor."

The ancestor in the sky did not refuse, but took a deep look before leaving: "Your Majesty is a good method, and the ancestor is convinced. In the future, I will do my best to assist your Majesty and restore the glory of my gods."

The ancestor Xingkong entered the palace, Taiyi looked at Kunpeng and the God of War: "Two, please."

Kunpeng took a deep look, then without a word, fluttered his wings and flew into the heavenly palace. The God of War was pale at this time and stood forcibly. He scanned the tribe army in a chaotic distance and couldn't help but reveal a touch of mockery in his eyes: "You can't wait for that!"

Turning to face Taiyi with a respectful salute: "Your Majesty is a good method, I am convinced by the God of War, and I am ashamed.

After speaking, the God of War walked into the heavenly palace.

At the top of the mountain ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ only Yang Sanyang and Taiyi stood in the mountains, facing the cold wind and looking down at the tribe army.

"Why don't you follow me into the palace? How about?" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang, with a touch of sincerity and hope in his eyes.

"The Tiangong general trend is complete. In the future, Your Majesty only needs to follow the steps. There is no need for my ant in the realm of heaven to make suggestions. Although the Tiangong is good, it can't be as easy as outside." Yang Sanyang refused Taiyi's kindness.

"You have repeatedly broken the tribe's major events, and the tribes will never let you go. You can stay outside and you can't think of a good life." There was a worrisome expression in his eyes.

"It's okay, I have my own means to protect the way. Your Majesty can just go by yourself." Yang Sanyang made a gesture of asking.

Tai Yi looked at Yang Sanyang deeply, and then flew directly into the heavenly palace without saying a word. I saw the colored light in the void distorted and turned into a mighty vortex, the vortex continued to shrink, and disappeared in an instant.

The colored light disappeared and the suppression disappeared, and the tribe army instantly restored order.

"Hehe" Yang Sanyang smiled softly, and the golden bridge under his feet had disappeared.