Fool, ordinary monks are fashionable to survive the three calamities and must not be interfered with, not to mention that the Demon Ancestor has become holy at this time?" Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth showed a hint of mockery: "If they were smart, they would not be copied by Taiyi." ”

It is a good thing for the world that someone is sanctified. It has infinite benefits, which can enhance the evolution of the world and increase the speed of evolution of the world. How can others be disturbed by such an important matter?

As soon as the words fell, two screams came out from the Kunlun Mountains over there, and the Demon Ancestor turned a blind eye to the attack of the Second Ancestor of Time, as if he had never seen it, and let the attack of the two come.

It's just that before it descended on the top of its head, the Heavenly Dao had already sent out a thunderous rage, and the Second Ancestor of Time suffered a backlash, and a severed willow branch and a suspended water flow floated in the air.

"First Sky Heart Willow, that's the water of time!" Yang Sanyang looked at Kunlun, and saw the two things left behind by the two ancestors of time and space, and couldn't help but light up, and the next moment Amitabha walked out from behind it, and one step had crossed the endless void and descended on the top of Kunlun.

"That's my loot, leave it for me!"

Seeing that Amitabha, who was dressed in white, stretched out his hand to collect the remnants of the second ancestor of time and space, the demon ancestor who was preaching and impacting the holy throne was suddenly furious, slapped out his palm, and hit Amitabha.

Amitabha didn't dare to touch the Tianwei around the Demon Ancestor at this time, so he only had time to grab the half of the willow branch at hand, and pulled out to avoid it from a distance.

As for the source river that was condensed by time, it was taken away by the Demon Ancestor. At this time, the Demon Ancestor stared at Amitabha with an angry face: "Bald donkey, that's my treasure from the Old Ancestor, you quickly return it to me." ”

"Amitabha!" Amitabha twisted the rosary and unhurriedly threw the innate willow branch into the deep mountain: "This thing is left to those who are destined, but the Demon Ancestor has nothing to do with this thing." ”

"You ......" Demon Ancestor saw Amitabha's movements, and immediately became so angry that his five organs erupted into flames, and a mouthful of three-flavored true fire erupted: "Since you don't want it, why do you take away my chance? Damn bald donkey, Ancestor and I are not finished with you." ”

"I'm also for your good," Amitabha said unhurriedly, "You will naturally know in the future." ”

"I know you have a head!" the Demon Ancestor slashed his head and face at Amitabha.

Amitabha shook his head and took a step to avoid the Demon Ancestor: "If you are acting recklessly, I am afraid that the Holy Dao is unstable and you will fail to preach." ”

Hearing this, the Demon Ancestor really didn't dare to move, but just stood there with a fiery face, and the killing intent in his eyes seemed to be able to ignite the void.

Amitabha casually threw out the willow branch, I don't know how many monks were moved, and the demon barrier in his heart rolled up, and he chased straight in the direction of the willow branch in spite of the face of the second ancestor of time and space.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of joy, raised his head to look at the emerald green light thrown from afar, and the jade net bottle in his hand flew out, directly inserting the innate willow branch into the jade net bottle.

"This willow branch?" Bai Ze's eyes suddenly lit up, and a flash of divine light appeared in his eyes.

The willow branches are crystal clear, as if jade carving, and each leaf is carved with a mysterious innate divine text, and the innate divine text is flowing with a wonderful and unpredictable qi, and there seems to be space constantly twisting, folding, winding, and whirlpooling.

"This is a section of the innate god of space" Yang Sanyang lowered his head, and there was a mysterious flow of Dao Dao in his eyes, and the infinite mystery kept flashing: "The Heavenly Dao nectar is bred in the jade pure bottle, which can make this thing reborn from broken branches, and then take away the qi of the god of space." Amitabha needs all kinds of innate spiritual roots, condenses the root of chaos, and rebels against the innate into chaos, this willow branch is related to Amitabha's qi and the hope of Amitabha's future enlightenment. It is the most important treasure, and there must be no mistakes. ”

As long as this willow branch is cultivated into a root system and re-rooted and sprouted, Amitabha can take this opportunity to achieve nirvana again, just as if he had relied on the Bodhi tree to achieve nirvana before, combining the subtlety of the Bodhi tree with the innate willow, rebelling against the innate and approaching chaos.

With Amitabha's means, it casually tossed it, directly crossed hundreds of millions of miles, and fell into Yang Sanyang's jade net bottle, and by the way, it disrupted the heavenly machine and blinded the cause and effect, even the god of space himself could not find the ontology of this section.

"Congenital willow?" Bai Ze blinked, revealing a touch of curiosity: "I didn't expect that the old willow tree was also planted." ”

"This is the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, anyone who dares to reverse the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, the only thing waiting for him is death! Even a saint would not dare to anger the general trend of the Heavenly Dao!" Yang Sanyang looked into the distance with palpitations: "With the supernatural powers of the Second Ancestor of Time and the weirdness of the law, even if a saint comes, I am afraid that there is nothing to do." But now you are begging for hardship, even if your divine channel method is immeasurable, it will be difficult to defeat the will of the Heavenly Dao. ”

The depths of time and space

The god of time had a gloomy face, and a gap was missing from his abdomen. The left arm of the god of space was empty, and there was no trace of it.

"Damn Demon Ancestor, he is already a loser in the last tribulation, how can he still have the blessing and favor of the Heavenly Dao, it is really unfair. I am equivalent to the son of the Heavenly Dao, why is he favored by the Heavenly Dao!" The eyes of the God of Time were full of fire.

"It's also you and I who are reckless, and we don't see the three ancestors of the dragon and phoenix unicorn for a long time? These three old guys are the human spirits of the human spirits, and they are really hateful, and they actually called us the first birds!" The god of space stroked the severed arm, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

That section of the body is not only the body, but also represents a part of its qi, its origin, and the path of countless years of penance.

"Now that there is Amitabha's old guy stirring up the situation, things are getting deeper and more unpredictable, who dares to mix them up indiscriminately? The only good thing now is that Amitabha doesn't seem to deal with the Demon Ancestor very much, and there is a dirt between the two sides?"

The second ancestor of time and space was talking about the three ancestors here, but he didn't know that the three ancestors were also shocked at this time, and they all broke out in a cold sweat before, and the three ancestors also wanted to secretly attack, but the second ancestor of time and space was one step faster, which delayed the three ancestors.

"Heavenly Dao Will Guardian?" the Qilin King looked at the Demon Ancestor standing on the top of Kunlun with a jealous face.

"That's right, it's the Heavenly Dao Will Guardian! Before the transformation is completed, the Heavenly Dao Will Guardian will not evacuate. When its transformation is completed, we want to sneak attack a saint, that is wishful thinking!" "Ancestral Dragon said with a gloomy face: "It's better to go back and gather the army, fit the general trend of my three clans, and have a head-on battle with the Demon Ancestor, and we will personally compete with this saint." ”

"This is true, if a saint can be attacked by a sneak attack, then he is not a saint! I will join forces with each other to gather the general trend of the three clans and have a fair and honest fight with them!" Feng Zu smiled coldly.

When the words fell, the three ancestors glanced at each other, turned back to the clan, and began to gather the army.

As for the previous grievances between the three clans, at this time, under the strong pressure of the three ancestors, they had to be temporarily calmed down. Although the tribes below were dissatisfied, they did not dare to disobey the decree of the three ancestors at this time.

The top of West Kunlun

At this time, with the transformation of the Demon Ancestor, that holy power became stronger and stronger, and the endless beings in the world worshiped to the ground one after another, constantly congratulating the birth of the saint.

Even the monks of the three clans had to let go of the distractions in their hearts at this time, and knelt on the ground wholeheartedly to worship the Demon Ancestor.

"I don't kneel! I don't kneel! I don't kneel!" The golden-winged Dapeng roared up to the sky, wanting to resist the holy might, but in the face of the coercion of the waves, he only heard a 'click' sound, and the body of the golden-winged Dapeng was actually broken from the roots, prostrate on the ground.

"I'm unwilling! I'm unwilling!" the golden-winged roc slammed his fists on the ground, revealing a touch of grief and indignation.

"Fool, quickly sacrifice the innate spirit treasure, and then you can naturally resist the holy power!" It happened that at this time, Feng Zu turned back, and saw the golden-winged Dapeng like a little girl who was crying and grabbing the ground, and couldn't help but scold with hatred.

Hearing this, the golden-winged Dapeng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly sacrificed the innate gas cylinder, and sure enough, the holy power was blocked.

Looking at Feng Zu's idiot expression, the Golden-winged Dapeng couldn't help but look ashamed, and couldn't help but lower his head.

The three clans worshiped before fighting, and countless armies of the three clans bowed to the ground, which immediately affected the momentum of the three clans.

Before the war, he kowtowed to the other party first, how can this battle be fought?

The military spirit and momentum were pushed to a low point in an instant, and the three ancestors were pale, but they were helpless.

At the top of Kunlun, the Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth and glanced at Amitabha, and the qi around his body continued to transform, increasing day by day, and he walked towards the coveted realm.

Seeing that the true spirits in the Heavenly Dao were gradually completed, the five senses, five internal organs, and meridians were formed. I saw that the Holy Dao True Spirit's eyelids trembled constantly, as if he wanted to open them, but suddenly there was some hesitation.

At this time, as long as the True Spirit opened its eyes, the Demon Ancestor could step into the supreme realm.

But at this time, the Demon Ancestor on the top of Kunlun Mountain suddenly opened his eyes: "No! No! I can't step through that realm at this time! The sage looks at the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, controls the Heavenly Dao, and must not go against the sky." If I become holy, won't I be bound by the rules of heaven and not be embarrassed by the three clans who have won the great trend of the Heavenly Dao? Those three traitors have made me lose my heart, and if I can't kill them, how can I express this depressed anger in my heart, Ancestor? Besides, if I defeat the Three Ancestors, won't the Great Wilderness be mine?"

At this moment, for some reason, the Demon Ancestor actually remembered the Emperor Avenue again!

Whether it was because he couldn't kill the Three Ancestors, or because he couldn't achieve the unwillingness of the Emperor's Dao, it gave him a reason to stop.

"Click~"

A blood-colored thunder swept across the world, and the sky full of purple qi, the auspiciousness of the saint, disappeared in an instant, as if everything before was an illusion.

"Incredible! It's really incredible!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of weirdness, and he raised his head and looked into the distance: "Hehe, interesting! Interesting! Demon Ancestor deserves to be Demon Ancestor! Unfortunately, you are still fooled!"

"What's going on?" Bai Ze looked at the vision that disappeared in the distance with a confused expression.

"The Demon Ancestor retreated at the last moment, it's a pity, it's only one step away, that Demon Ancestor True Spirit has never opened his eyes! Once he opens his eyes, he can step into the Holy Dao!" Yang Sanyang said regretfully.