Giving out the Fire-Breaking Pearl is not the Daoyuan, but the Phoenix Clan!

Since the Phoenix Clan knew about this, it is not that easy to eat alone. Since this is the case, it is better to give out the treasure quickly, and everyone will be better off.

As for Daoyuan, he didn't take it seriously from beginning to end! Did the Fengzu really protect Daoyuan because of protecting the Phoenix Clan?

This is for the Phoenix Tribe in the world to see!

Didn't you see the eyes below staring quietly?

If you really want to kill Daoyuan in front of Feng Zu, how will Feng Zu be a human being in the future? How will Feng Zu face the Feng Huang tribe? Wouldn't it be a cold heart to the Feng Huang tribe?

Besides, will Daoyuan have the chance to take the fire-breaking bead away after handing over the fire-breaking bead?

If she knew each other and handed over the pearl, Feng Zu might not make things difficult for her. If she didn't know how to live or die, she would be afraid that Feng Zu would make a secret move and would definitely not be able to spare her!

He clearly understood all the various tricks in this, and the fate of Tao is dead!

Even if Daoyuan really presented the Fire-Breaking Pearl, Feng Zu would not protect her. As long as he secretly sent a monk to kill a monk who had never attained a celestial immortal, what would it be like?

"Send an elder in the clan to retrieve the Dingfeng Pill!" King Qilin looked at Daoyi.

Daoyi bowed respectfully when he heard this, and then turned around and retreated.

King Qilin left, Feng Zu looked at Daoyuan slowly, his eyes full of divine light.

Unfortunately, Daoyuan didn't say anything, but just bowed to Feng Zu, and then held the Dingfeng Pill to turn into a breeze and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Father, this lowly person is simply ignorant of life and death. She can steal treasures such as Dingfeng Dan? I'll send the elders in the clan to kill him!" Yin Fenghuang looked at Daoyuan's back as he was leaving, and a murderous intent appeared in her eyes: "Things that don't know how to live or die!"

"No need, the Qilin King will give us a satisfactory explanation! Don't take action randomly. The more times you take action, the greater the flaws will be. If this kind of thing is spread, it will be quite unfavorable to the tribes under my Phoenix Clan rule!" Feng Zu stroked his chin: "Go to the Qilin Clan as a guest."

Daoyuan controlled the divine light and fled all the way. Behind him, a phantom restrained all his energy, kept traveling through the void, and chased him: "It is worthy of being the magical power derived from the Golden Crow's Rainbow Art. This little maid is very good at being a great fate, and even the legendary Golden Crow's Rainbow Art can comprehend some true meaning."

In front, Daoyuan escaped without looking back. She was not stupid, so she naturally knew that she had obtained the Fire-Breaking Pearl and the other party would never spare her.

"Western Kunlun must not go back, otherwise the Qilin tribe's eyes will inevitably be pulled over, revealing the Taoist temple opened by my junior brother!" Daoyuan thought in his mind, and all kinds of thoughts flowed in the hazy state: "But if I don't go back, how can I send the Fire-Breaking Pearl to him?"

Daoyuan didn't know, she only knew that she had to fly non-stop. If she was a little slow, she would be killed by the terrifying existence behind her.

"Bitch, it's simply a delusion to try to get your life in my hands! If you ask you to escape, my ancestor, I, the Golden Immortal Daoxing, will be in vain!" The ancestor looked at Daoyuan who was flying quickly behind his back, but he couldn't catch up. He was immediately angry and suddenly stretched out his palm, regardless of the movement. In an instant, the laws of the void changed, forming a giant hand, covering the sky and the sun.

"Bang~"

The country collapsed, and at the critical moment, Daoyuan escaped from the enveloping range of the giant hand, and then continued to gallop into the distance.

"This little bird has some tricks, and the treasures that hold the Dharma image are good!" He actually missed the attack, and felt the gazes that were gaze from all directions. The old man ignored everything else and continued to mobilize the laws, turned into a big hand, and patted the field.

The ancestor didn't know how many times he had photographed, and Daoyuan didn't know how many times he had escaped from death. Every time he was about to die, he broke the ancestor's blockade with a slight difference and escaped without any danger.

Yang Sanyang stood on a hill in Hokkaido with a gloomy face, scanning the vast Beiming in the distance, with a fluctuation in his eyes: "Is this Beiming here? Why did Daoyuan escape in this direction?"

Yang Sanyang spread out the innate Eight Trigrams in his hand, and the power of forbidden magic continued to flow, wielding the power of fate again and again. Even with his cultivation level, he couldn't help but get cold sweat wet his clothes at this time.

"This is Kunpeng's dojo. Kunpeng is sitting in the death gate and breaking through the Daluo fruit position. It is a good place to kill people and silence!" Yang Sanyang held the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Since the Third Ancestor broke up with the Demon Ancestor, Kunpeng occupied the North Sea, and the ten ancient evil spirits lived in seclusion in Xi Kunlun. These two places are forbidden areas of the three clans. As long as the Third Ancestor did not break through the second step of Daluo in one day, he would never dare to step into it.

Daoyuan’s cultivation of overcoming three disasters is not just luck, but also Yang Sanyang is mobilizing the power of fate, allowing Daoyuan to escape from death.

His heart was full of anger at this moment, and he secretly blamed Daoyuan for not knowing the importance of it. When was it now, he was still running around.

Yang Sanyang stood there with his hands on his back, and the Tai Chi diagram in his hand was rolled up, swinging back and forth one after another, beating his back.

"I've already realized the holy path, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see your traces from the turbid river of fate!" Yang Sanyang cursed in his heart. He had made up his mind and would definitely scold her after he saved Daoyuan.

In the sky, two streams of light were running rapidly one after another.

"Ant, I have been chasing you for thirty years. Let's see where you will escape this time!" The Golden Immortal Ancestor was cursing behind him, chasing an ant for thirty years. Where do you want him to give him the face?

Does he want to be faced?

However, the ant in front is very evil. Every time it comes a critical moment, he can always escape incredible, causing him to jump straight into his feet and secretly exclaim incredible.

escape!

Escape desperately!

How long has it been flying?

She no longer remembers it! She only knows that she has been flying for a long time, for a long time!

It was so long that she seemed to have forgotten time. She was just a little figure who had not yet been recognized as a celestial immortal. Without endless magic power, she could fly for so long, even she herself felt incredible!

It's simply incredible!

Whenever her magic power was about to be exhausted, a magic power suddenly emerged from somewhere and poured into her body, and then she persisted.

But now she really can't hold on!

"Sorry! Sorry!" Her eyes were tears like rain, and she grabbed a fiery red bead tightly. With the last bit of mana in her body exhausted, she directly turned into an object that was freely falling and fell down into the mountains below.

A divine light appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and his hands slowly stretched out, catching the delicate flowers that were ravaged in the rainstorm, and hugging them in his arms.

He had never seen her so embarrassed! Never!

Slim bones?

There was really only a skeleton and a faint layer of skin left in the whole person, as if it was a skeleton that would fall apart if it touched a little.

As she sped along the way, she had already ignited her innate bloodline and her spirit. She did not lose her soul directly. It was Yang Sanyang who forced to reverse her fate and decided on some of her spirit.

My clothes were torn, covered with mud and blood stains. The bridle was radiated, and a face was completely unaware of what it looked like, like a large bone frame.

"I'm sorry!" Daoyuan held the fire-breaking bead tightly in his palm, and a little tears fell in his eyes.

The tears have dried up! That little bit of tears cannot flow down.

"The oil is gone and the lamp is gone!" Yang Sanyang's face was gloomy. He held the light and nothing, and looked at the fiery red beads and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's just a fire-proof bead, but how can you compare to you?"

"Oh, someone actually answered, why didn't you run away?" The Golden Immortal Ancestor stepped on the void and walked down from a high place, looking proudly at the figure in the field.

"Which clan?" Yang Sanyang's eyes moved away from Daoyuan's body, raised his head and looked at the figure in the sky.

"Ancestor Qilin Clan, you ants... really don't know how to live or die! I'm sorry for my ancestor, I've been chasing you for decades, and I've lost all my face. I can't die quickly?" The Golden Immortal Ancestor's eyes were full of impatientness. He stretched out his palm, covering the world with his hand, and brought it to Yang Sanyang, hoping to slap the two of them to death.

Yang Sanyang waved his sleeves, stuffed the edge of the Tao into his sleeve, and then shook his palms, and the Tai Chi diagram turned into a yin and yang fish and flew out.

"This Yin-Yang Fish looks a little familiar..." The Golden Immortal Ancestor looked at the Tai Chi diagram that was strangled and showed a look of surprise: "No matter what method do you have, the ants that do not become true gods are all..."

Halfway through his words, the ancestor seemed to remember something, and suddenly his words stopped, his pupils contracted sharply, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes: "It's you!"

He remembered it!

Really remembered!

In the battle of the great catastrophe of gods and demons, this picture swept a scroll of the true god of Daluo and a billion-dollar army of Demon Ancestors.

Escape! The lifeless escape!

Even ignite the origin of the law!

What a pity

No matter how fast he is, how can he pass through the Tai Chi diagram quickly?

With a scream, the Golden Immortal Ancestor just struggled a little and was swept in by the Tai Chi diagram.

The Yin-Yang Fish fell back and was held in its hand, turning into a scroll, constantly hovering in the scroll: "If you are told to run away, my name as the innate treasure will be in vain?"

"Senior, please spare me! Senior, please spare me! You are the true god of Daluo, how can you pretend to be a junior and harm me?" The Golden Immortal Ancestor kept struggling in the Tai Chi diagram, his voice full of bitterness, and he repeatedly begged for mercy: "Senior, you are the supreme powerhouse. Even the true god of Daluo is not an opponent, so why bother to make things difficult for me, the younger generation? The younger generation also obeys people's orders. All of this is instructed by the King of Qilin! All of this is the commander of the King of Qilin! You are such a powerful person, go directly to settle the score with the King of Qilin, why bother to make things difficult for me?"
Chapter completed!