The Great Talisman

The bad luck is overwhelming, soaking the East China Sea, spreading overwhelmingly.

Prime Minister Turtle's eyes are full of despair, which is strange to say, that monstrous bad luck ignores the distance of time and space, and it is contaminated with the true spirit of Prime Minister Turtle.

It stands to reason that the true spirit is the immortal aura, the origin of the law converges, and the law does not invade the world, and there will be no such big fluctuations at all.

But this kind of thing happened. This bad luck ignored all laws and all supernatural powers, and was entangled in the true spirit of Prime Minister Turtle.

"Kacha~" A blood-red thunderbolt slashed across the world, rolling up the waves of the rolling space, and smashing towards the true spirit of Prime Minister Turtle.

"No! Bai Ze, you scourge, if you do terrible things, you will definitely not die in the future!" Prime Minister Turtle has time to care about with Bai Ze at this time. Without a word, he twisted the void and ran to the North Sea. .

However, now that the punishment has already landed, is there still a chance for Prime Minister tortoise to escape?

"Crack~"

"Ah~"

There was a scream in the distance, and the immortal spirit of Prime Minister Turtle flickered, and then he continued to flee.

Seeing Prime Minister Turtle who was chased by the Heavenly Punishment, Bai Ze couldn't help but shudder, turning away from nothing.

The bad luck is constantly spreading. Ignoring time and space, ignoring distance, even the small world hidden in the East China Sea, at this time, it is all contaminated by that bad luck and penetrates into the depths of the small world.

"Clang~"

A chaotic bell rang, but there was a big bell falling in the void, and the chaotic air rolled, blocking the green air invading the hibiscus tree.

Over the East China Sea, green mildew luck is surging, and countless sea people hiding in the depths of the sea, unexpectedly choked to death by the sea. There were also many sea tribes who lost their qi inexplicably, their true essence scattered and died violently.

Somewhere in the deepest part of the East China Sea, Ancestral Dragon sits on the ground, the current of chaos flowing around him, constantly vomiting chaotic beads.

I don't know when, a ray of green energy in the void suddenly appeared, quietly winding around the Chaos Orb.

"Bang~"

I don't know how long it took. For some reason, the Chaos Bead had a weird wave, and only the ancestral dragon's howl like a pig, suddenly exploded the chaotic energy all over.

Bai Ze got into trouble!

In the entire East China Sea, countless Huiyuanai would never imagine the birth of Daluo Jinxian in the future that has been harmed by it.

The ancestor Qiankun stood on the East Sea, looking at the green and bad luck of the East Sea, his face was greener than the sea.

As the Eastern King, the sea is under his jurisdiction. Now that this kind of thing is happening, isn't his strength reduced in vain?

"How could this happen? How could this happen!" The ancestor Qiankun suddenly stood up: "I am going to see your majesty, and I must find out the real murderer."

How can the ancestors of the universe swallow this bad breath willingly?

Over the East China Sea, thunder billowed, lightning and thunder.

The hurricane rolled up, accompanied by the turbulent waves, endless auras crisscrossed the sea. Various natural disasters keep coming.

There were meteors falling, falling like rain, and many lives in the East China Sea were killed and wounded.

Some earth veins collapsed, earth fire erupted, and many sea races turned into ashes.

There are also some people who have achieved success in their cultivation, unexpectedly inexplicably, the vitality in the body blew back, suddenly exploded, and then razed thousands of miles of sea to the ground.

The entire East China Sea was reduced to purgatory.

Moreover, the bad luck in the sea, following a certain kind of fluctuation, spread to the water veins of the great wilderness.

In the Tiangong, Tai looked at the East China Sea, his eyelids could not help but jump wildly: "This man, it is a great disaster! Without the protection of Dao Guo, I don't know how many people would hate to get rid of it and hurry up."

Endless ghost, vague, Yang Sanyang noticed the difference in the chaos in front of him. Compared with the chaos that gave birth to the great world, this chaos seemed a lot simpler, as if something was missing.

Yang Sanyang thought, and the golden bridge spread out under his feet, plunged straight into the chaos, and disappeared after submerged in the chaos.

There was a dignified look in his eyes, Yang Sanyang's impenetrable aura followed the descent to summon, he seemed to have found something in the chaos, and disappeared on the golden bridge in one step.

In the center of the chaotic world, the air of chaos is boiling, and a hazy light of chaos flickers in the center of chaos.

Divine light flows under Yang Sanyang's feet, stepping on the golden bridge all the way, shuttled in the chaos. Although the chaotic air of the outside world is frantic and seems to be devouring and destroying all things, it can't help but Jinqiao.

Outside the Jinqiao, the chaotic air overwhelmed the sky like a rolling sea, but inside the Jinqiao it was calm and there were no ripples.

A path followed the insanely induction, and came to the chaotic and hazy place of the precious light, and then saw the precious light surrounded by the chaotic energy, Yang Sanyang couldn't help being stunned.

"this is?"

Baoguang is strong, but it can't hide from the magical eye of the saint. What is your Tao?

But I saw a book that was palm-thick, twenty centimeters long and fifteen centimeters wide, suspended in the precious light surrounded by chaos.

"Books?" Yang Sanyang's heart moved.

When I looked closely, I saw a large chaotic array surrounding the book.

Without hesitation in the next moment, the innate immortal aura came out of the heaven and earth Xuanhuang Linglong pagoda, and immobilized the chaotic energy around him. Then the Three Treasures flew out, pierced through the great congenital formation with one blow, suppressing the great congenital formation surrounding the book, and then Yang Sanyang's immortal aura walked out, and one finger fell on the book that never faded.

Yang Sanyang's innate immortal aura flickers, constantly invading the precious light, wanting to refine this spiritual treasure.

At this moment, I saw the void twisting around the book, a dim light flashing, and the unparalleled power burst out, sweeping towards Yang Sanyang.

"Congenital God Forbidden!!!" Yang Sanyang exclaimed in shock.

How strong is the power of Innate Divine Forbidden? He knows best!

"It's awful!" Yang Sanyang felt the power of God's forbidden power that burst out close at hand, and couldn't help but move his heart, his hair was horrified, and a touch of horror appeared in his eyes.

Such a powerful innate **** forbidden power is simply not something he can resist!

Even though Amitabha was a saint, he couldn't react well at this time, and he couldn't protect his immortality.

Moreover, even if Amitabha can really react, it may not be able to resist the power of the gods!

This power of forbidden is too strong!

It is stronger than any treasure that Yang Sanyang has ever seen!

Including Pangu flags, Taiji diagrams, and the four swords of Zhuxian.

The forbidden power of the innate **** bursts out and wants to fight back against Yang Sanyang's refining. Seeing that Yang Sanyang was about to be buried under the backlash of Divine Forbidden, the next moment he saw a mark in the depths of his soul, and the next moment the power that had erupted in the treasure book was reduced. It's like pressing the keyboard back in time, all the power of the innate **** forbidden to explode, all converged back.

"This mark?" Yang Sanyang remembered, this seemed to be a mark bestowed by God when he witnessed the Holy Way and took the oath back then.

The crisis collapsed, and Yang Sanyang stood there with lingering fears, looked at the book in amazement, he was hesitant for a while, wondering if he should continue refining.

He did feel the crisis of death just now!

There was a solemn look in Yang Sanyang's eyes, but his thoughts turned again, and he couldn't help but smile, "Does he still have a choice?"

Does he have a choice?

No choice!

Having entered the Nether World, either he has found a way to counteract the Five Decays, or he is struggling in this Nether Chaos.

He has no choice!

Looking at the Wuken Chaos, how can he endure all kinds of loneliness?

What's more, he has an instinct, the beating mark on the center of his brow tells him that he can refine that treasure without suffering any trauma.

It was an instinct that came from instinct. He could feel that a call came from the emptiness, it was the rhythm of the heart imprint that day, and the call from the primitive books before him.

He hesitated a little in his heart, and then a flash of light twisted, and he slowly leaned towards the primitive book.

After all, he can't stay here for a lifetime!

Moreover, this time he gathered all the spirits and spirits, and the four saints were ready at any time to deal with the possible backlash.

Yang Sanyang's heart was tense, the immortal aura touched the book, and then his eyes moved. There is no imaginary counterattack, but the endless kindness and calling, like the lingering love of a long-lost lover, guiding Yang Sanyang to continue to deepen, refining the innate prohibitions in the dark.

Time passed by a little bit, and every time a congenital ban was refining, Yang Sanyang's understanding of this book increased a little.

Years have passed in the chaos, and I don't know how long it has passed. With the active cooperation of this Lingbao, Yang Sanyang finally occupied the core, mastered the last restriction, and then showed an incredible color in his eyes.

"Forty-nine and a half innate bans!" Yang Sanyang showed an inexplicable expression.

In the great world, forty-nine is the limit. Fifty is Dzogchen!

However, this book now breaks the iron law.

Not because of how powerful this treasure is, but because of how special this treasure is.

This treasure itself is part of the laws of heaven and earth, and it is the hub bridge between heaven and earth.

All sentient beings from all over the world, through the Three Disasters, will be able to go out of the sea of ​​laws and go out of their own names, detach themselves from nature and not be governed by laws.

However, the current book ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is precisely the book that specifically governs all creatures in the world!

Life and death are thin!

The longevity is counted as far as Daluo gods, down to ordinary plants and trees.

This Lingbao is linked to the Dao and the Dao of Heaven, and the extra half Dao innate prohibition is the power of the Dao and the Dao.

Unfortunately, the combination of heaven and earth cannot break the fixed number of avenues.

Forty-nine is the limit, and fifty is Dzogchen.

No one can break the limit!

Just like a person in a two-dimensional world, he will never be able to enter the three-dimensional world.

Yang Sanyang's thoughts moved, and saw the simple book flying up, floating automatically into Yang Sanyang's hands. In an instant, the agitated chaotic air in the chaos suddenly stopped at this moment, like a pool of stagnant water.

"My longevity is also in the midst of life and death!" Yang Sanyang thought to himself, life and death in his hands automatically, slowly unfolding.

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