All kinds of great powers have shown their magical powers, and their pairs are full of mysterious and unpredictable laws, sweeping through the barren land, and all the barbarian monks in their pass have been looted.

The law is dissipating, and all the great powers have obtained the barbarian monks, and at this time, they are constantly using their magical powers to probe the physique, bloodline, root bones, and soul of the barbarian monks.

"It's strange, I don't see the slightest abnormality, it's just an ordinary barbarian, but why did such an anomaly as Dao Fruit suddenly appear?

Sometimes, being too ordinary is the biggest extraordinary.

Counting the hundreds of tribes in the Great Wilderness, even if they are extremely humble ants, they still have supernatural powers, let alone barbarians who are even more advanced than ants?

"Bang~"

With a scream, the blood light burst open, and I saw a barbarian monk, turned into powder and dissipated in the void. Feng Zu frowned at the blood mist in front of him at this time, constantly observing every inch of his muscles and bones, and only after a long time did he say: "It's strange, there is no real miracle at all." ”

Looking at the empty earth, at this time, the Qilin King suddenly said: "Strange, why don't you see that old guy Hong?"

"Hong is cultivating in this place, and he personally took the Dao Fruit away back then, you say, did Hong find something?" said the God of Time's burning eyes.

"Find! turn the world upside down, and find out Hong!" the great powers kept shouting.

Only the ancestral dragon, a pair of eyes swept the ground below, feeling the resentment in the air that was still unwilling, even after millions of years, the obsession that still did not dissipate.

The eighth heir of the Great Prince of the East China Sea is the most outstanding descendant of all the dragon clans!

"Xiao Ba fell here, I can feel his unwillingness! Then, the talisman should also fall here!" Zu Long came to the place where Yang Sanyang shot the Eighth Prince without a trace, and a pair of eyes flashed with lightning. The most outstanding heir suddenly suffered a catastrophe, and no matter what, he, the ancestor, had no reason to be quiet.

"Ancestor, avenge me! Avenge me!" The obsession of the little eighth prince kept roaring in the void, which was a secret message that only the dragon clan could understand.

"Where is the amulet? The loss of the talisman must be inseparable from Taiyi, Taiyin, and the barbarian of Daoguo! Xiaoba's death will inevitably be implicated! All barbarians deserve to die! All of them deserve to die! Don't worry, grandpa will definitely avenge you! Grandpa will definitely avenge you!" Zu Long felt the unwillingness and obsession left in the void, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and his heart was about to break.

Countless laws turned into powder and dissipated in the void, the grass, trees, mountains and rivers in the valley continued to shatter, and waves of terrifying law fluctuations spread out from Yang Sanyang's body, shattering everything in the valley.

In an instant, the originally quiet land became a mess.

Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of red, his fists were clenched tightly, and after a long time, all his qi was fully constricted: "It's just hateful! It's all damned!

"Senior brother!" Dao Chuan stood in the distance, looking at the obscure soap-robed figure from afar, and his eyes showed a touch of emotion: "Tens of thousands of races in the Great Wilderness, every day they are exterminating, and every day a new race is being born, when you see a lot of this kind of thing, you will get used to it." ”

"That's not a habit, that's numbness!" Yang Sanyang all his qi was constricted, the crown of hair on his head was slightly scattered, and the scattered hair in his ears fluttered in the wind: "That's my race!"

"It's good if it's not perished, as long as it's not perished, there's hope!" Dao Chuan walked to Yang Sanyang's side and whispered a word of comfort.

"You don't understand the pain in my heart!" Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes.

When the country is ruined, when your race is enslaved, divided, and regarded as ants, even if you have cultivated immeasurable supernatural powers, immeasurable mana, and infinite wealth and power at your disposal, you will still not be happy in your heart.

"Anger is useless, what you have to do is to find a way to break the shackles of the barbarian roots and bones as soon as possible, so that the barbarians can embark on the path of cultivation!" The void was distorted, and the ancestor descended on the scene, looking at Yang Sanyang, who was surrounded by disordered qi, and gently stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Your heart is in turmoil!"

"I don't know what I should do!" Yang Sanyang lowered his head, and his eyes showed a gloomy look: "For millions of years, I have tried all the ways to calculate all the opportunities, but I can't improve the barbarian roots. ”

Not being able to embark on the path of cultivation doomed the barbarians to be at the bottom of the Great Wilderness and become the prey of all predators.

In this wilderness of brutal competition, not being able to practice means not being able to take any risks.

"Fortunately, the fire has been left" The ancestor stretched out his hand, and a bubble appeared, and the countless barbarian monks in it were lifelike and clearly visible.

"When no one pays attention in the future, the patriarch is placing it back" Yang Sanyang looked at the bubble with a pair of eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, he seemed to see the thatched house inside the bubble, the familiar path, the familiar lamp, and the familiar dilapidated thatched house through the void.

Suddenly turned around, Yang Sanyang turned his back to the bubble, and a pair of eyes looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, as if he was avoiding something.

Where, there is a reality that he is unwilling to face! There are people he has failed to!

There is his home there!

Seeing this, the patriarch slowly put away the bubbles, and only said after a long time: "Leave this matter to me, in the future, the three clans will be busy, and no one will pay attention to it, so I will secretly use means to send these fires back." ”

"You don't have to be like this, as your cultivation becomes more and more advanced in the future, one day the barbarians can rise with you and share the glory and disgrace with you!" the patriarch comforted.

"I thought I could face everything that was coming, and I could watch the race be divided without wave, waiting for the future to come. But the moment it really happened, I found that I couldn't do it!" Yang Sanyang turned around suddenly, snatching the bubble back from the ancestor's hand, his body trembling and clutching the bubbles, and his eyes showed a trace of struggle.

"Alas!" the patriarch sighed and did not speak: "The Great Wilderness is like this, the weak eat the strong. ”

"Isn't there a way to change it?" said Yang Sanyang through gritted teeth.

"Yes," the patriarch said with certainty.

Yang Sanyang was stunned and looked at the ancestor in amazement.

"If you become holy, you naturally don't dare to bully the barbarians for half a point," the patriarch said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yang Sanyang was stunned for a long time before he smiled, and his smile turned out to be unprecedented mockery and miserable.

"Hahaha!ha!" Yang Sanyang looked up to the sky and laughed, driving the streamer away, and disappeared into the blue darkness in an instant.

"Master, Senior Brother Daoguo, is he okay?" Dao Chuan looked at the back worriedly.

"Rising with the body of a barbarian, calling the Demon Ancestor brothers, making the three clans grit their teeth with hatred but unable to do anything, do you think it is something that ordinary monks can do?" The patriarch quietly looked at Yang Sanyang's distant back.

"Forehead......" Dao rumors were stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of horror: "Master is talking about Senior Brother Guo?"

Void

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, this is what you used to say!" Bai Ze's head came out of Yang Sanyang's arms: "You have four holy Dao Dharma Phases, Amitabha has only become a climate now, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun still needs time to accumulate." The Taiqing and the Supernatant both need to be accumulated slowly. In terms of heritage, looking at the whole world, who can match you? Now that you have the foundation and the capital, what you need is time! As long as you survive this period of time, there will be a day of reckoning in the future. ”

"I know, I know the truth better than you, but when this really happens to you, you will find that all the truth is bullshit!" Yang Sanyang scolded angrily, and then hurried away, and in an instant, he had already arrived at the territory of the God of Fire.

The gods had receded, and only a figure was still standing in the middle of the field, staring at Yang Sanyang with expressionless eyes.

"I knew that you would come back! You will definitely come back!" This person stared at Yang Sanyang with dead eyes: "No one can face the tribe being divided by others, and when the extinction of the dead clan is imminent, he can calm this evil breath in his heart." ”

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang slowly descended and stood opposite Zulong, and the Taiji Scroll appeared in his hand: "Oh? But so what? Do you think you can keep me?"

"Let me ask you, my great-grandson, but you killed him?" Zu Long did not respond to Yang Sanyang's words, but changed the subject.

"Your great-grandson??" Yang Sanyang raised his eyebrows: "In my life, I don't kill too many people, but it's not too few, and I don't remember everyone." ”

"You don't have to pretend to be confused, hand over the talisman, and spare your life!" Zu Long stared at Yang Sanyang with dead eyes.

"Ang...... Are you talking about that big carp?" Yang Sanyang asked knowingly: "I know, that carp was skinned by me with cramps and made into a bow and arrow, which is really the best material." ”

As he spoke, Yang Sanyang took out the sky-shaking bow and gently plucked the bowstring at Zulong: "See, this bowstring is made of the tendons of the carp." If you're talking about his great-grandson, then I'm a good one. ”

"Wu'er!!" The ancestral dragon saw the dragon tendon, felt the qi on the dragon tendon, and couldn't help but roll the qi around him, and couldn't help but let out a sad cry.

The void was surging, and lightning and thunder were incessant.

Yang Sanyang put away the bowstring: "What, you old loach wants to avenge your great-grandson?"

"Did the talisman fall into your hands!" Zu Long's eyes were red, his body trembled, and his hideous dragon claws were clenched in one place, forcibly suppressing his anger, and a pair of eyes stared at him deadly.

"Do you mean that it looks like a jade, a small stone carved with mysterious runes? Yes, right here I am! I killed the fish, and then the little stone fell into my hand, I thought it was funny, so I took it in my hand and played with it, and then I don't know where I threw it" Yang Sanyang said disapprerovingly: "Oh, it seems that I threw it into the river in front of the door, if you want to find it, go and rummage it now, maybe you can find it." ”

"It's good if it falls into your hands! It's good if it falls into your hands!" Hearing this, Zu Long gritted his teeth, his voice was cold to the bone, and the void was gradually dyed with layers of frost.

PS: Supplement the alliance leader.

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