The Great Talisman

I said you go! Leave the battlefield! Leave here far away! "King Qilin held Yu Qilin's shoulders, his eyes revealed a touch of solemnity.

"As a princess of the Qilin clan, I must coexist and die with the Qilin clan. My father told me to go, so where can I go?" A touch of determination was revealed in Yu Qilin's eyes.

"You can go anywhere, just can't stay here!" King Qilin said in a low voice, and his voice was beyond doubt: "Immediately! Right now! Take my Qilin headquarters and leave the battlefield quietly."

"Why?" Yu Qilin stared at King Qilin with a pair of eyes.

"Kunlun Mirror can covet the past and the future. He told me that the future catastrophe is unprecedentedly tragic. As a saint, the strength of the demon ancestor is far beyond everyone's expectations." The Qilin King lowered his eyebrows: "You stay here, you are just plain white Death. Only if you lead a part of your tribe to leave the battlefield, will you have a chance to claim your life and gain the hard-won vitality. The most important thing is that you can't just watch my Qilin tribe and die here, right?"

"You have the last hope of the Kirin tribe, and the unicorn tribe can't just be completely wiped out of the wild world! I don't want to be the sinner of the unicorn tribe!" King Qilin lowered his eyebrows, a touch of pain in his eyes.

"The daughter can leave, but what about the father? Since this place has become a desperate situation, what about the father? Since there is no hope in the future, why doesn't father leave with me!" Yu Qilin grabbed the Qilin King Palm: "Since there is no hope, let's quit as soon as possible. Anyway, my Kylin clan has also failed in the struggle for hegemony, so it would be better to quit early and fall safely."

"I am the king of the Kylin clan! I bring them into the battlefield, and I will live and die with them! This is my responsibility as a king! Although the future is dark, my generation has always been fighting for life with the sky. If you don't try, If no one is paying, how can countless sentient beings fight for the only front line of life?" King Kylin smiled sadly: "If you don't fight for that front line of life, wait until the future demon ancestor defeats the dragon clan, annexes the phoenix clan, and destroys the **** clan, the world All belong to the demons, where can you and my father and daughter escape?"

"There are saints! There are saints!" Yu Qilin was emotional, with tears in his eyes: "There are saints who control the general trend of heaven, why not ask the saints to take action?"

"Haha~ You don't know how desperate the future is. The Demon Ancestor is about to lay down the Zhuxian Sword Formation, overwhelming the entire wilderness, slaughtering endless sentient beings, killing and wounding all three clans, and never see the shadow of the saint!" A smile: "In the future, within the Zhuxian Sword Array, all three tribes will be destroyed, and there will be no saints at all. The saints lie high in the nine heavens, living in seclusion outside the chaos, and will never go against the general trend of the demon ancestor. The demon ancestor represents The general trend of the way of heaven represents the principle of the way of heaven. How can the saint violate the way of heaven and do that thankless thing?"

"My three clans ultimately lost, not to the devil ancestor, but to the days in the dark" King Qilin smiled miserably, the more he knew the corner of the future, the more he knew how desperate the future was. That Zhuxian Great Array has gone through the blood sacrifices of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, how powerful it will be, and the three clans are still not the opponent of the devil ancestors despite all their strength.

"Sometimes, I even regret that I saw a corner of the future ahead of time! I would rather cover my head and go all the way! However, I can't help the curiosity in my heart, and I can't help but want to take a look at the corner of the future." The Qilin King smiled bitterly: "Let's go! Keep the last seed for my Qilin Clan. In the future, my Qilin Clan will never fight for hegemony with the three clans. The devil ancestor does not die, and the Emperor's Road is a dead end."

"Daughter won't leave!" Yu Qilin has tears in her eyes, her cultivation is high, and she is still a child in front of her parents.

"Either you go now, or I will kill myself, you lead the remnants of the Qilin tribe to leave" King Qilin stared firmly, and those blood-red eyes were full of an inviolable will.

After hearing the words, Yu Qilin snorted, facing the unquestionable gaze of King Qilin, after all, he couldn't help turning and leaving, his figure disappeared into the void.

Yu Qilin led tens of thousands of Qilin tribe's direct descendants, and quietly left the battlefield quietly and unobtrusively.

East China Sea camp.

Zulong sits up high, the picture of Luoshuhe flashes in front of him, and his destiny, art and science are constantly changing. A red halo of blood came from nowhere, and gradually contaminated the Luoshuhe map.

Seeing this, Zu Long couldn't help but his complexion changed, his face turned pale, and he was sitting there uncertainly.

"Father, what's wrong?" The Eighth Prince hurried forward and said respectfully to Zulong.

Zu Long heard the words and pondered for a long time, and then said after a while: "Come here."

The eighth prince heard the words and stepped forward: "What is the order of the father?"

"Kneel down" Zu Long said solemnly.

The Eighth Prince had never seen Zulong's solemn gaze, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He knelt to the ground quickly, his voice filled with puzzlement: "Father?"

"Listen to me!" Zu Long's voice was full of dignity, and he rolled up the Luo Shuhe map on the case table, and then stared at the eight crown prince with a pair of eyes, and pushed the Luo Shuhe map in his hand to the front of the eight crown prince: "Take these two treasures."

The Eighth Prince was puzzled, but he quickly collected the Luoshuhe picture.

"You set off immediately, leading my Dragon Ancestor’s bloodline of 30,000, and returning to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to hide. The Devil Ancestor exists in the world for one day, and you and the Dragon Tribe cannot appear in the world for one day!" Zu Long’s voice is full of vicissitudes. : "You have a promise from a saint. If you can't do anything, please ask Amitabha to come forward. You can also preserve the blood of my dragon family. Ask the saint to deal with it on your behalf."

"Huh?" The Eighth Prince was taken aback when he heard the words.

"As for the Luo Shuhe Tu, these treasures are three points more precious than the innate treasures. If the demon ancestor is sealed, a new race will inevitably be born in the heavens and the earth, and you can contribute these two treasures. For my dragon clan to get a respite again, and win a chance to recuperate, can you remember?" Zulong patted the eighth Prince on the shoulder.

"Father, do things really get to the point?" There was a touch of disbelief in the eyes of the eighth prince. He is not stupid, and a fool can not cultivate to the point of True God Daluo.

Zulong is clearly telling the story!

"Haha!" Zu Long sighed softly: "Dragons can survive since the beginning of the ancient times, and everything depends on preparing in advance. Cunning Rabbit Three Caves, let alone my dragon?"

An ugly color appeared in Zulong's eyes: "This matter, I am afraid that there is no power to recover. I don't know why, since the devil ancestor captured the mountain, my father's heart beats so badly, often arrhythmia, and blood constantly surging back and forth. . Obviously something big is going to happen! There is always a bad premonition in my father's heart."

"Since things are unpredictable, why don't the father retreat Donghai and wait for the opportunity?" The eighth prince was puzzled.

"I am the lord of the dragon clan. I fight for the emperor's road in this life. The emperor's road has no retreat. If I retreat today, my death will be even worse in the future!" Zu Long sighed: "Say fighting for the dragon clan, and I will spend the last A drop of blood is fake, but in fact I have to fight and there is no way out. If I retreat, there will be no chance of sanctification in the future!"

Zulong stared at the Eighth Prince with a pair of eyes: "Remember, even if there is no road ahead in the future, you must never follow your father's old road, and never enter the Emperor's Avenue."

"As a dragon king, how can he survive? I hope that my father will entrust his great duties to other brothers. I am willing to fight for my dragon and shed the last drop of blood for my dragon! I am willing to accompany my father to fight! Now the dragon is in In times of crisis, the child, as the true **** of Da Luo, should be an example, how can he take a step back?" There was a touch of determination in the voice of the eight prince.

"Nonsense!" Zu Long was furious when he heard the words. He slapped the eighth prince on the face, and blood spurted between his mouth: "For the father, you always say one thing, you dare to disobey the father. , Don’t blame the father’s cruelty, don’t blame the father and son."

The Eighth Prince heard the words, but there were tears flickering in his eyes. He picked up the Luoshuhe map that had fallen on the ground, knocked three times at Zulong, and then slowly retreated.

Phoenix

The second ancestor of Phoenix looked at the battlefield of the three races with a pair of eyes, and Feng Zu suddenly sighed: "This Emperor's Avenue is indeed not something anyone can step on. I have experienced the taste of the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor back then. It's just, but It has dragged down countless children and tribes of the Phoenix tribe."

"Have you decided yet?" Anxiousness appeared in Huang Zu's eyes.

"Blue Bird! He has some fate with the saint, and he has a greater hope of survival! There is also the Peacock Dapeng, which is where you and I hope." Feng Zu slowly stretched out his hand and held Huang Zu in his arms.

"Since everything is ready, life and death should be put aside, Emperor Dao cannot regret it!" Huang Zu lay in Feng Zu's arms.

"It's just that it's for my own personal interests, but you are involved, and I feel sorry for my husband" Feng Zu sighed.

"Whatever the husband said, you and me are married together. Naturally, we live and die together. There is no saying that anyone is involved. Husband must talk nonsense!" A touch of dislike was revealed in Huang Zu's eyes.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Feng Zu raised his head and laughed, his voice full of boldness: "If you have this wife, what more can your husband ask for."

"I'm sorry!" Feng Zu suddenly sighed.

"What?" Huang Zu was taken aback when he heard the words ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before his reaction, he had already lost consciousness.

Looking at the dizzy Huang Zu, Feng Zu stroking his cheeks, tears appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Blue Bird!"

"Father!" The blue bird heard the sound from a distance.

Feng Zu stood up, dragged Huang Zu's body, and placed it in the blue bird's arms: "Your mother's queen has a sickness, and only a saint can heal it. Go quickly and take your mother's queen to see a stranger, and hope that the saint will show favor and treat your mother's queen. Save it."

The blue bird was stunned when he heard the words, but without any doubt that he was there, he turned and turned into a blue light and went away.

"Partridge" Fengzu called again.

The "Father God" partridge came from a distance.

"Take my 3,000 tribes from the Phoenix Clan's headquarters back to Tiannan. The catastrophe will not end, and they are not allowed to come out!" Feng Zu whispered.

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