Wronged!

The Qilin King felt very wronged. He didn't even know what the treasure of transcendence looked like. He finally got an apricot yellow flag, but was deceived by the Golden-winged Dapeng. Who would he tell him about his grievance?

"Brother Dao, although the treasure is good, there was only one life back then. That transcendent treasure cannot be eaten by you alone." Feng Zu looked at the Qilin King with his eyes.

His point of mention was already obvious. If King Qilin was willing to take out the transcendent treasure and share it with everyone, he and Zulong would naturally try their best to deal with King Qilin.

pity

The Qilin King is a little unreasonable and still has a stubborn voice, which makes people dislike it very much.

"I really don't know what kind of transcendent treasure!" The Qilin King smiled helplessly.

"Haha, brother Dao... do you really treat us as fools? You have planned for 100,000 years, how could you not have a treasure of transcendence? Do you think I will believe it?" Feng Zu stared at the Qilin King with his eyes, and his voice was a little angry.

King Qilin was silent when he heard this. Don’t say that Feng Zu didn’t believe it, he himself didn’t believe it. He didn’t believe it. He didn’t have the treasure of transcendence in his hands!

"Even if I believe it with Zulong, do you think the Demon Ancestor will believe it?" Feng Zu stared at the Qilin King.

King Qilin was silent when he heard this. He suddenly realized that he couldn't explain it clearly, so he lost his wife and his army.

explain?

There is no explanation!

"If Brother Dao is obsessed with it..." Feng Zu shook his head, his voice full of helplessness: "I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it."

"But I really don't have a treasure of transcendence. Brother Dao, you have to believe me!" King Qilin stared at Feng Zu with his eyes.

Feng Zu was silent, looked at the Qilin King, and said seriously: "I believe it!"

King Qilin looked happy when he heard this, but Feng Zu's words suddenly changed: "It's just... I don't know whether the Demon Ancestor believes in your words or not!"

"..." King Qilin didn't say anything, and immediately held back what he wanted to say. After all, he still didn't believe in himself.

What can he do?

He was also very desperate!

The Qilin King is very panicked now, and he is so panicked.

what to do?

Even Feng Zu and Zulong don’t believe it. Do you think the Demon Zu can believe his nonsense?

There is so much trouble!

A huge trouble!

If you don’t pay attention, it will be a disaster for the death.

The Qilin King stopped and looked at Feng Zu with his eyes, and said seriously: "What I said is true, you have to believe me."

"I guess I believe it or not?" Feng Zu turned around and looked at the Qilin King, I believe you, a big-headed ghost.

Without saying a word, the Qilin King turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Feng Zu shouted at the back of the Qilin King.

"I'll leave the apricot yellow flag here for the time being, but I'll ask the Demon Ancestor to apologize!" The Qilin King looked solemn and rushed towards the extreme west without saying a word.

Now the only chance is to rush to the extreme west, seek the Demon Ancestor to apologize. If you can run away, the monk cannot run away from the temple. The Kirin Wang family has great business and has no way to run away.

"Although the transcendent treasure is important, it is just a reference for the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor is about to achieve enlightenment, and the Transcendent treasure is not as important as imagined! The key is loyalty!" The thought in the Qilin King's mind: "As long as you can prove your loyalty, the Demon Ancestor will definitely not kill me."

King Qilin is very smart. He knows the key point of his breakthrough, and also knows how he can escape from the disaster.

The trust of the Demon Ancestor!

"Bang!"

On the top of the mountain, looking at the Demon Ancestor sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, the Kirin King fell to the ground without saying a word. This is simply impossible for a strong man with a cultivation level of the Kirin King now. Although the Demon Ancestor is noble, he cannot be called on the Kirin King to bow down.

But now the Qilin King is kneeling down!

"King Qilin pays homage to the Demon Ancestor." King Qilin fell to the ground with a sincere voice.

The Demon Ancestor opened his eyes, his face moved, and his indifference gradually faded away, but his tone was still cold: "You should give me an explanation for this matter."

"Old ancestor, my subordinate really doesn't know that there is a transcendent treasure under the innate formation. I'm wronged!" King Qilin's eyes were full of helplessness: "The subordinate just wanted to plan a innate spiritual treasure for my son, but who would have thought that it was involved in the transcendent treasure? Even if the subordinate has ten courage, he would never dare to hide it from the master. Although the treasure is important, life is more important!"

The Qilin King's voice was full of helplessness. He really fell into it this time! He fell into it thoroughly.

If possible, who would be willing to completely wipe out the dignity and bow to the Demon Ancestor?

But there is nothing we can do!

Whether it is the World-Destroying Damn or the God-killing Spear, it is a supreme treasure that is enough to kill the true god of Daluo. King Qilin has no choice!

Both are the true gods of Daluo, but there is still a gap between the two sides.

The Demon Ancestor pondered when he heard this, his thoughts were circulating. The third great catastrophe of gods and demons was about to begin. If there was no need, the Demon Ancestor would only want to seek stability and not want too much turmoil.

As the high-end combat power of the demon clan, the Kirin King has a great role and is one of the Dinghai Dingjian Needles.

Seeing the Qilin King doing this, the Demon Ancestor slowly restrained his hesitation, and the doubts continued to weaken.

Although the treasure of transcendence is important, it is indeed as Qilin King thought, not that important.

The Demon Ancestor is only one step away from pursuing enlightenment, so how could he give up the near and seek far away to pursue any transcendent treasure? He just wants to erase some variables.

"King Qilin cannot move for the time being. After the great disaster of gods and demons, I will attain the saint position and make a decision!" The Demon Ancestor's mind moved, and all kinds of thoughts changed.

To be honest, the Kirin King knelt on the ground and had a great impact on the Demon Ancestor. He almost instantly asked half of the doubts in his heart, and his murderous intent also faded a lot.

"This matter is to be given up, but... you still need to find the truly transcendent treasure for me. Ancestor, I want to see the truly transcendent treasure! I want to see who is behind the scenes!" The cold light flowed in the Demon Ancestor's eyes.

He suspected that it was the saint who was sowing the disagreement behind the scenes, but there was no evidence.

"Thank you, ancestor!" King Qilin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, knowing that the level in front of him had passed for the time being.

But it's just for now!

As for the future?

The Kirin King suppressed his worries and had no choice at the moment.

"The subordinates must have found out the truth, prove their innocence, and find the treasure of transcendence for the ancestor!" King Qilin said respectfully.

The Demon Ancestor waved his hand and signaled the Qilin King to retreat. His eyes looked at the cloud head in the sky: "Saint!"

"The sect mistakes are complicated, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not. Is there a saint who is pushing hands behind the scenes?" The Demon Ancestor was a little confused.

If the saint takes action and kills the Qilin King himself, wouldn’t it be in line with the saint’s wishes and breaks his own wings?

If the saint hadn't taken the initiative, the treasure that transcends the enemy was really in the hands of the Qilin King...

No matter what, I’m seeking stability now!

As long as you defeat the God Emperor and attain the throne of the saint, everything will be a cloud. At that time, life and death will be taken away in one thought. Only by truly understanding the great power of the saint will you know how terrible the saint is.

The trend is on me!

The way of heaven is in me!

To be right with me is to be right with heaven and earth!

"Holy position!" The Demon Ancestor raised his head: "How many immortals are hidden in this great wilderness? It's really a headache."

The Demon Ancestor was helpless, so what could he do now?

Let’s talk about the great disaster of gods and demons for now.

If the Qilin King is killed, the demon clan will inevitably be in turmoil, and then he will show the God Emperor a joke.

"Hu~" Walking out of the Demon Ancestor's territory, the Qilin King was already wet with cold sweat. He turned around and looked at Kunlun Mountain where the Demon Ancestor was sitting cross-legged, with a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

"It's over now! But the matter of the Transcendent Treasure will inevitably be targeted by the gods. Even the Feng Zu and Zulong will secretly test me! Things are so troublesome! If you are not careful and cannot handle it well, you will lose all your money and cause a disaster. For the current plan... it's best to be able to surrender to a certain saint!" The Qilin King thought about the way to break the situation, and the blame was already taken, and it was impossible to take it off.

For the current plan, the only way to break the deadlock is to defect to a certain saint!

Lingtai Fangcunshan

Yang Sanyang's body appeared from the void, slowly walked into the flowerbed, came to the chessboard to sit down.

The feathers of the golden-winged roc were pulled out by themselves, which was also a breath of bird energy. If you have the chance in the future, you will save them and enter Buddhism and become the guardian of the Dharma.

"Apricot yellow flag!" Yang Sanyang's hand shone with light, and the apricot yellow flag was held in his hand.

There are 49 innate bans in the world. Forty-nine innate bans are the innate treasures, and under the forty-nine bans are the innate spiritual treasures are the innate spiritual treasures.

This apricot yellow flag controls the power of the prehistoric land and uses the power of the prehistoric land for one's own use. It contains forty-eight innate restrictions, which is a top spiritual treasure.

"If I have not yet achieved the immortals today, it is almost impossible to refine the apricot yellow flag. The holy Taoist Dharma image is busy sacrificing the Tai Chi diagram, deducing the great way of birth and death in the world, comprehending the mystery of chaos, and studying the three thousand worlds, comprehending the mystery of the three thousand worlds, and leading the evolution of the three thousand worlds. If you want to refine the innate spiritual treasure, you can only rely on the deity!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, looking at the apricot yellow flag in his hand. This thing is different from the heavenly clothes, lotus lanterns and other heavenly treasures, which can be directly refined by them, and the threshold is very low.

It is not that easy to sacrifice and refine the innate spiritual treasures.

"Anyway, I'm idle, I'm fine. After the water grinding skills, this treasure cannot be shined. The Qilin King has not yet responded to the disaster, so this treasure cannot be shined!" Yang Sanyang poured a magic power into the apricot yellow flag, barely left a mark in the apricot yellow flag, and then began to use his magic power to sacrifice and refine and nourish it.

"The Qilin King will inevitably be suspicious of this disaster by the Demon Ancestor. This is an opportunity! Just look at the right time and push the top leader behind the scenes..." Yang Sanyang's heart was filled with various thoughts.

Just as he was thinking, Bai Ze walked out of the palace: "I said boy..."

Halfway through his words, his eyes fell tightly on the apricot yellow flag, and his eyes widened: "Master, I'm not dazzled, right?"

"Is it so dazzled? It's indeed the apricot yellow flag in the hands of the Qilin King?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Why did the apricot yellow flag of the Qilin King fall into your hands?" Bai Ze leaned forward, and his saliva was about to flow out. Even if he dreamed of such an innate spiritual treasure, he wanted to get one.

"Haha, it was also a coincidence." Yang Sanyang smiled.
Chapter completed!