kill!

In response to the powerful Qilin clan, Feng Zu killed and scolded him decisively, and then he waved his palm and the light of the law gathered. A Taiyi True God could not dodge and was directly shot to death.

This is not the first time Yang Sanyang has seen the Daluo True God attack Taiyi True God, but the way he cuts melons and vegetables is like a prune to relieve his joy, which makes Yang Sanyang unable to bear it.

"It can be said to be terrifying! This is the third-step powerhouse of Daluo? It is a one-sided massacre for ordinary Golden Immortals and Taiyi people!" Yang Sanyang secretly smashed his tongue.

The killing was over without having to wait for Yang Sanyang, nor did he have to wait for long.

He killed more than half and ran for half. At this time, the Huang Zu walked towards the field with murderous aura, staring at Yang Sanyang with his eyes tightly: "Is this your plan?"

After killing so many, most of the anger in his heart was vented. At this time, Huang Zu came to Yang Sanyang with an expressionless face.

Yang Sanyang smiled shyly, as if he was a child who had done something bad. He staggered the eyes of the Phoenix Ancestor without any waves and looked into the distance: "I will eventually get what the three clans owe me. Finally, I will get it back. The death of Senior Sister Daoyuan, the destruction of the Fangcun Holy Realm of the Lingtai Fangcun, and the tragedy of the barbarian tribe. I have to find all these blood accounts. Only by paying the blood debt and blood can I relieve my hatred."

"Haha!" Huang Zu smiled coldly: "Is that true?"

"The Phoenix Clan owes you, you want to get it back one by one, then what do you owe me?" Huang Zu's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Can you repay it with your life?"

"I can't kill you! No one can kill me. If you can kill me, I will admit it!" Yang Sanyang's words were full of confidence.

He would never dare to say this before the one qi transforms into the Three Pure One. But now, what is he afraid to say about the holy Taoist Dharma image protecting the body?

Huang Zu looked at Yang Sanyang with his eyes, and after looking for a long time, he said coldly: "Now, does my Phoenix Clan still owe you what I owe?"

"If the Phoenix Clan can survive this disaster, they will not owe each other in the future!" Yang Sanyang smiled.

Feng Zu did not say much, but turned around and left, only the lonely words rang out between the world: "You also said that since you are not owed each other, I don't want any rumors about the matter that day."

Huang Zu left, leaving Yang Sanyang standing in the mountain wind, looking at the distant scenery without saying a word. After a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze: "I have done what I should do, and I will watch the Demon Zu's performance next."

The palm stretched out, and a willow tree with divine light flowing appeared in his hand. The willow tree had a great divine light, and the innate inscriptions were flowing. Accompanied by the swaying willow branches, the space ripples.

"Amitabha, since this innate willow has taken root and sprouted, it just happened to be used as a nirvana thing for monks!" Amitabha's figure appeared beside Yang Sanyang, and his eyes were brightly watching the innate willow tree in his hand.

"Can you just seedlings be able to rebirth?" Yang Sanyang said in surprise.

"Yes!" Amitabha said without hesitation.

"The three tribes are about to have great disasters, and those three innate spiritual roots are the big heads. If you are nirvana at this time and the future great disasters will be rolled up, will it affect your strength?" Yang Sanyang looked at Yang Sanyang.

"The three tribes will take many tens of thousands of years. It's enough for monks to pass away. I can't wait in the empty space. If I wait for 30,000 or 50,000 years, I will have already completed Nirvana. Every time I pass away, my body will have another source, complement a skeleton, and my strength will increase by one point! This innate willow can make up for my space origin, and it will have infinite benefits for the growth of the three thousand worlds. I can't wait! The Demon Ancestor's Demon Ability is increasing day by day. If you can't control it in the future, you and I will tie yourself up!" Amitabha looked at Yang Sanyang quietly, waiting for his decision.

Yang Sanyang's thoughts were flowing, and he handed the willow branches in his hand to Amitabha. The situation in the wilderness was unpredictable, and everyone was making progress, especially the Demon Ancestor has now received the blessing of the extreme western trend, and his cultivation is even more like a thousand miles a day.

No matter how the situation in the Great Wilderness changes in the future, strength is the foundation for it.

Even if there is no Amitabha Dharma image, he still has the other three Dharma images to save the scene.

Amitabha smiled and took the branches, and his body turned into white light and disappeared into the branches: "Great goodness!"

After the words fell, Amitabha wrapped his branches and disappeared into the void, returning to the state of concentration, and taking root in it.

"If you want to seek the three innate spiritual roots of the three tribes, you still need one person to help you!" Yang Sanyang remembered the genitals. This guy was transformed by the first ray of time in the world. He was born to mobilize the power of time, and was a relative with the God of Time.

This fang is so fast that it can be said that it is a step of thousands of miles in thought. Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed: "The speed of the gang is too fast. If you want to capture it, you can only determine the universe with one blow. If you attack the grass and alert the snake, you will be wary, even the saint will not be able to catch him. Besides, this fang is holding a wisp of time power, and it will take some thought to capture it."

Yang Sanyang wanted to capture the enemy, and after thinking about the only person who could help him in the Great Wilderness, that was the Demon Ancestor.

The extreme west

When Yang Sanyang came to the top of Western Kunlun, the Demon Ancestor was teaching the ten ancient evil spirits a lesson. The ten ancient evil spirits crawled on the ground, trembling all over his body, and his eyes were full of panic.

"The true god of Daluo!" Yang Sanyang's pupils shrank, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes at the nine ancient ferocious beasts on the ground. Unexpectedly, in just a few short time, all the ten ancient ferocious beasts had already broken through to the realm of Daluo.

How can the three tribes resist the Ten Daluo?

Seeing Yang Sanyang's escape light, the Demon Ancestor waved his hand in advance, signaling the ancient ten evil spirits to go down, and then sat alone in the mountains waiting.

"You did a good job this time. Although I don't know what happened in the middle, I know that the Phoenix Ancestor killed the Fire Qilin. It won't take long for the news to be returned to the battlefield in Tiannan. The three tribes will inevitably break their heads." The Demon Ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang with approval.

"You always scold your subordinates so domineeringly. No wonder the Third Ancestor betrayed you. After all, they are the true god of Daluo. They are not a priest, and they are better than being angry with you." Yang Sanyang stared at the Demon Ancestor, with a hint of advice in his eyes.

"Hmph, the ten ancient evil spirits are derived from the ferocity in their bones and surrender to the strong. If I am not strong, they think I am easy to bully and cause all kinds of troubles. You don't understand the affairs between ferocious beasts. The third ancestor of the dragon, phoenix, Qilin is a genius between gods and ferocious beasts, which is different from ferocious beasts! The three of them are an exception!" The Demon Ancestor seemed in a good mood: "You came to me this time, and I think it wasn't for reminiscing with me for no reason, but I must have asked me to do something."

"Huh~" Yang Sanyang was surprised and looked at the Demon Ancestor opposite him.

"I have now figured out the hearts of sentient beings. In the vast world, all sentient beings have me in their hearts! How could I not figure out the hearts of sentient beings?" The Demon Ancestor smiled faintly.

Although his smile was plain, Yang Sanyang was chilling. He could grasp the hearts of all living beings and see the hearts of everyone in the world. How terrible should this person be?

It's so scary!

"I want to be in trouble!" After a little contemplation, Yang Sanyang spoke directly without any concealment.

Facing the Demon Ancestor who has seen through the hearts of sentient beings, concealing it will only make him stingy and laugh at him.

"Not bad! He has courage!" The Demon Ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, praised him, and whispered: "But why should I help you?"

"Is it a reason?" Yang Sanyang raised his lips and pondered for a long time before he looked up at the Demon Ancestor: "If you can help me capture Bai Ze, I can tell you the whereabouts of Bai Lian."

"Bang~" The Demon Ancestor's heart suddenly stagnated, and his energy swayed around him, and his eyes stared at Yang Sanyang: "Trade!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you? After all, you have lie to me before?" Yang Sanyang looked at the Demon Ancestor.

"I told you that I have seen through the hearts of sentient beings. You are not that kind of person!" The Demon Ancestor smiled confidently.

"Where is the traffic?" Yang Sanyang did not continue to get entangled in this issue.

"Of course, it's at the residence of the gods! The magical powers of the genitals are mysterious and unpredictable. If you want to subdue it, you must hit it with one blow. If you miss the opportunity to startle the snake, even if it's me, I will definitely not help you at all!" The Demon Ancestor stared at him with his eyes.

"Let's go, and you have to rely on the ancestor's inner demon path!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

Outside the Gods' Residence

Demon Ancestor and Yang Sanyang revealed their traces

"There is the rush inside," the Demon Ancestor whispered: "There is only one chance."

Yang Sanyang smiled when he heard this, knowing the meaning of the Demon Ancestor, and slowly took off the rope with colorful light on his wrist, and slowly woven the rope and the golden hoop together.

Then Yang Sanyang blew a breath, but saw that the rope and the golden hoop gradually merged into one, and could no longer distinguish each other.

"This is...the magic weapon of time..." The Demon Ancestor looked at the rope in Yang Sanyang's hand and was shocked. He finally knew why Yang Sanyang was sure to lead Bai Ze into the trap.

The time spiritual treasure is much more precious than the innate treasure!

"Oh, I picked it up by accident, it's useless!" Yang Sanyang said indifferently.

The Demon Ancestor was angry when he heard this. In the past, he claimed to be the son of God, and only others were jealous of him. How could he be when he was jealous of others?

"This golden hoop is interesting, not considered powerful, but it is better than exquisite!" The Demon Ancestor said lightly, seemingly disdainful of this treasure, but his eyes are not very calm, and he keeps floating back and forth, with a little sourness in his words.

"It also depends on whether the ancestor's inner demon path is as mysterious as the legendary one! That is just a true golden immortal god, and I don't know if the ancestor can confuse him." Yang Sanyang looked at the demon ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor took the golden hoop, looked at it for a few seconds, then turned into an ordinary goat spirit, half sitting on the ground, with his back facing the camp of the gods: "Look at my methods! As long as your methods are not a problem, I will definitely not make a mistake here. My dignified saint personally made a plan and looked down on him. Today I will ask you to see what the real demon path is."
Chapter completed!