With a loud bang, the stone tire exploded, and the golden blood flowed all over the ground, wetting the cloud boots under Yang Sanyang's feet.

"Dao Guo! Dao Guo! If you kill my child, I will not share the sky with you! I will not share the sky with you! I will definitely die with you in the future! Even if I am at the end of the earth, I will kill you!" Looking at the shattered stone fetus, the golden blood flowing on the ground, the jade unicorn looked desperate, and his eyes were full of death when he crawled on the ground.

Yang Sanyang lowered his head, looked at the golden blood that wet the cloud boots, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, listening to the cursed angry scolding in his ears, his eyes showed a touch of indifference: "Today I will let go of the Qilin Clan." From today onwards, the fate of you and me has been exhausted, and the cause and effect of our barbarian race and the unicorn clan have been written off. ”

The words fell, and the Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth Pagoda was taken back by it, and the Taiji Tu retracted into his sleeve.

"Whoosh~" The jade unicorn suddenly got up and punched Yang Sanyang's heart: "Daoguo, I want you to die! I want you to die! ”

"Bang~"

Yang Sanyang's chaotic aura swirled around him, and he flew the jade unicorn out in an instant, looking at the woman's hideous face and crazy eyes, a layer of ripples rippled in Yang Sanyang's heart, and then he regained his calm in an instant: "The mistakes of the year have been corrected, and all grievances and hatreds will end here." ”

The words fell, Yang Sanyang turned around and left, disappearing on Buzhou Mountain.

"Daoguo, I won't let you go! I will definitely not let you go!" Seeing the distant back, the jade qilin's face was crazy, and his voice was full of heart-rending pain.

"Alas~"

A faint sigh emerged, and the Qilin King appeared in the field, looking at the broken divine fetus, the jade unicorn that was crawling on the ground in despair, the palm of his hand stretched out, and the fragments of the divine fetus were recombined with the golden blood on the ground, turning into a ball that was taken into his palm: "Wu'er, I can't stand you for my father!"

The Jade Qilin was silent, just crawling on the ground and crying bitterly, his voice full of despair and hatred: "Why? Why do you want to force me? Why did I have to be born in the Qilin Clan? Why do all of you force me? My child is so innocent, why do you force me! Daoguo, I won't let you go! I won't let you go!"

"The child is your seed after all, and the child is innocent!" Bai Ze fell on Yang Sanyang's neck.

"The child is indeed innocent, but being born in the Qilin clan is a mistake!" Yang Sanyang said expressionlessly: "I have to make a break with morality after all." This time I spared the Qilin King and the Qilin Clan, next time she is begging me with the Divine Fetus, what should I do?"

"You can take that child away and raise it yourself!" Bai Ze sighed.

"There's no time!" Yang Sanyang raised his thin palm: "Born in this world, I have always cowered, never lived for myself, and never been happy and free of revenge! ”

Bai Ze was silent when he heard this, riding on Yang Sanyang's head, his little hooves grabbing his chin, revealing a touch of contemplation.

The sea is vast, mixed into one, the whole world is free, and the sea is a whole.

In the middle of the sea, a hibiscus tree scorched and rose into the sky. Seven golden crows bathed and played in the sea, constantly playing and chasing, and many sea tribe beings died in the places they passed.

The sea is too big, even if the hibiscus tree shades the sea for five points, the remaining five points are still an immeasurable realm.

Above the Dragon Palace, countless shrimp soldiers and crabs will be lined up, all of them looking into the distance with serious faces.

In front of the array, an altar was set up

The eighth prince was dressed in black, standing in front of the altar with a serious face, looking into the distance with a pair of eyes, and was silent for a long time. The anxiety and helplessness in the depths of his eyes have exhausted the restlessness in his heart.

Suddenly, at some point, the wind and waves were rolling on the sea, and a black and oppressive dark cloud covered the sky and the sun, and invaded the field.

The rolling wind blew people's clothes fiercely, and countless shrimp soldiers and crabs will fall around.

"It's coming!" The eighth prince's eyes condensed, revealing a touch of solemnity, and a touch of nervousness in his pupils, he slowly ascended to the high platform, lit an incense stick, inserted it on the high platform, and bowed to the altar.

The wind was rolling, thunder was gusting, and in the endless black wind, a chaotic and hazy figure walked by.

"Is it the Archmage Dao Fruit?" The eighth prince was straight, and his eyes showed a solemnity.

"Hehe, you are so daring, much stronger than those soft-footed shrimps, you have done such a evil thing, and you dare to wait for me here with a swagger!" Yang Sanyang's body was chaotic and hazy, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

"You're a little slow to come, I've been waiting for a long time again!" The eighth prince stood on the altar and looked at Yang Sanyang calmly, and all the nervousness in his heart was swept away at this time.

Yang Sanyang put his hands behind his back and looked the eighth prince up and down: "I don't see what courage you have to face me, who gave you the confidence!"

"Could it be that you are not afraid of death?" Yang Sanyang looked at the eighth prince: "Only in this way can it be explained, why do you have the courage to slaughter my barbarians, but you are not afraid that I will kill you afterwards." ”

"Oh, you're wrong this time! Not only am I afraid of death, but I also want my life very much. In this world, there may be people who are not afraid of death, but after all, they are a minority, and I am not among them!" the eighth prince smiled.

"Oh?" Yang Sanyang said in surprise when he heard this, and he didn't see the slightest murderous intent: "Since you are afraid of death, why are you still waiting for me here?"

"Standing here, it's not that I'm actively seeking death, but I'm sure that you can't kill me!" The eighth prince looked at Yang Sanyang: "Is the archmage interested in gambling with me?"

"How to gamble?" Yang Sanyang was quite interested, but the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes became more and more vibrant.

"I bet, you can't kill me!" The eighth prince said: "If I win by luck, you will retreat immediately, and you will not be embarrassed by the sea clan in the future." If I lose, this sea tribe will be slaughtered by you!"

"How?" the eighth prince looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Okay, I'll make a bet with you!" Yang Sanyang calmed down: "However, the gambling contract has to be changed." ”

"Mage, please?" said the eighth prince.

"Whether you win or lose, I will slaughter this Sea Clan! If you win, I will let you live today, but the lives of those Sea Clans will be left behind!" Yang Sanyang's palm stretched out, and the Zhuxian Sword slipped from his sleeve.

Sweeping the sword of the immortals, the eighth prince's pupils shrank: "It's too much to deceive people! Could it be that you are bullying me at a young age? I won't hide it from you, my sea clan has already taken refuge in the saint, and I have already set up the altar and invited the saint to come." Today, you can't kill me no matter what!"

"Respectfully, the saint is here!" the eighth prince bowed respectfully to the incense case.

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard this, feeling the will of Amitabha in the fixed realm, but the corners of his mouth gradually cracked.

The next moment, the void was distorted, and a little monk dressed in white and barefooted slowly walked out of the realm.

"What are you calling me for?" Amitabha Sage descended, looking at the Eighth Prince with a pair of eyes.

"The saint saves me! The saint saves my dragon clan!" The eighth prince's legs were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed to Amitabha.

Amitabha twisted the prayer beads, his heart moved, and he helped the eighth prince up: "The prince invites you to get up, I already know all the reasons for everything." Leave the matter to me. ”

With a thought in his heart, dozens of Bodhi leaves flew out and fell into the hands of the eighth prince: "My Bodhi leaf contains a world, and there are several saints behind this fruit, I'm afraid I can't stop it." I'll hold this guy for the time being, and you can use this Bodhi leaf to hide all the elites of the Sea Clan. When the limelight passes, it's not too late to talk about anything else. ”

The eighth prince saluted respectfully when he heard this, and then jumped into the sea directly.

Glancing at the sea, feeling the faint gaze in the void, Amitabha looked at Yang Sanyang: "Little friend, let's meet again." ”

"The Buddha is also going to stop me?" Yang Sanyang looked at Amitabha.

"Alas, why bother? The barbarian race has been wiped out, but the dragon clan still exists, but it is under the command of my Buddhism, why don't you sell the monk to save face and resolve this cause and effect?" Amitabha twisted the rosary and smiled.

Yang Sanyang shook his head: "This hatred and hatred are not shared, if the Buddha can show the ability to retreat from me, there will naturally be nothing to be done in the future, so he will retreat." ”

"Good, good!" Amitabha smiled, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "One flower, one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, does the donor dare to come to my Bodhi leaf for a walk?"

The Buddha's palm is spread out, and a Bodhi leaf emerges.

"Dare!" Yang Sanyang's words fell, and he fell into the Bodhi leaf.

The sea was calm, except for a Bodhi leaf floating, and a monk dressed in white kept chanting scriptures.

Sanskrit music is sung and sprinkled all over the sea.

In the depths of the sea, the eighth prince threw his palm, but saw dozens of Bodhi leaves flying out, gently floating in the void, twisting and turning into portals.

"All the beings of the Sea Clan listen to my orders, the madman of Dao Guo is back, and all of them will follow me into this world to temporarily avoid the limelight, and it will not be too late for him to make a comeback!" The voice of the eighth prince spread far away throughout the sea, and the next moment a streamer rolled up, the tide was sensational, and the overwhelming army of the Sea Clan all spontaneously rushed to the Bodhi leaf.

Inside the linden leaf

Yang Sanyang and Bai Ze smiled coldly, and the corners of Yang Sanyang's mouth showed a hint of murderous intent: "Since then, the elites of the Sea Clan have been wiped out by me, and all of them have become puppets of Amitabha's followers, which can only provide them with the power of faith, which can also be regarded as waste utilization." ”

"That stupid dragon literally shot himself in the foot! He would never have thought that Amitabha was your Dharma Appearance at all!" Bai Ze laughed, his voice full of smugness.

Yang Sanyang slowly stood up and put away the Zhuxian Sword: "I only hate, why didn't you completely reduce the Eighth Prince back then, otherwise how could there be such a fork?"

"That's wrong, even if there is no Eighth Prince to make a move, there will be other powerful people of the Dragon Clan who will make a move!" Bai Ze was relieved.

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