Yang Sanyang looked at the ancestral dragon indifferently with a pair of eyes: "How about I killed it?" Not only did I kill your great-grandson, but also that Jiaolong and the eldest prince, all of whom I designed to frame, using the innate array to attract the Demon Ancestor, and with the help of the innate spirit treasure's qi, the Demon Ancestor became suspicious of your dragon clan, and then killed the eldest prince. ”

"It's you! It's really you! All of this is actually your calculation!" Zu Long stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes, his hair was all open, and his anger rose into the sky: "Unexpectedly, all this is your calculation." ”

"Yes, it's my calculations that are true! It's a pity that the Demon Ancestor was still suspicious at that time, and he didn't kill you, otherwise how could there be today's disaster?" Yang Sanyang glanced at the tribe that had turned into powder in front of him, and his eyes showed a trace of grief.

How can he?

What can he do?

The Horde is destroyed, and there is nothing he can do!

There was a touch of heartache in his eyes, but then he was replaced by that touch of hatred, all this cause and effect, and he couldn't hide from Amitabha's eyes.

In order to find the talisman, the ancestral dragon attracted the gods, causing the barbarians to suffer such a catastrophe, and this hatred and hatred are not shared!

"Hand over the talisman and spare your life! Even if you plotted against my family's dragon son and grandson, Ancestor and I can write it off with you!" Zu Long's eyes were scorching, staring at Yang Sanyang deadly, and his unforgettable hatred was suppressed by him.

At this time, the higher his cultivation level, the more he felt the terrifying nature of the talisman!

Moreover, he suspected even more that the barbarian in front of him had inadvertently stolen the talisman creation before he could be reborn and make such a big move in the great wilderness.

Let a barbarian be reborn, kill the true god of Da Luo, and see the mystery of the talisman!

"I think your Chaos Bead is good, if you exchange it, you can consider it!" Yang Sanyang's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

"Hahaha!Hahaha! No matter how you befriend the saint today, I will never spare you! Never! Even if the saint comes in person, I will have to reason with him!" Zu Long suddenly opened his mouth, and a chaos bead spit out, only to see that the chaos bead passed by, the void froze, and wisps of chaotic qi flowed on the chaos bead, suppressing all qi machines.

In the void, one after another terrifying qi machines were crisscrossed, Yang Sanyang's palm stretched out, and the Taiji diagram turned into a golden bridge, and went straight into the void: "Ancestral Dragon, if you have the ability, kill me to take the talisman." With your own selfishness, you have torn my barbarian tribe apart and been plundered by the major tribes in the world, and this blood feud will be written down for the time being. In the future, there will be a time of retribution for you. ”

Yang Sanyang stepped on the golden bridge, a golden light burst out above his head, and the phantom of the thirty-three Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda flickered, accompanied by the fall of the Chaos Bead, only to see the innate prohibition of the Thirty-Three Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda constantly circulating, echoing with the Taiji Diagram Golden Bridge under his feet, and the two emitted a ball of divine light, and actually brushed the Chaos Bead down.

Yang Sanyang's cultivation is not as good as the ancestral dragon, so the power of urging the innate treasure is also not as good as the ancestral dragon.

It's like a 30-year-old adult and a 10-year-old child dancing with the same big knife, can that feel the same?

Both sides have innate treasures, and Yang Sanyang's cultivation is a big step behind the ancestral dragon, so he is naturally invincible. But he can't hold up the many treasures on his body, although the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is a semi-finished product, but the innate divine forbidden in it has been formed under the infinite merit infusion, and it has at least fifty percent of the power of the real Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

At this time, it was combined with the Taiji Golden Bridge under his feet, exuding the power of suppressing the ten thousand laws of heaven and earth, and one after another qi bursts out in the void, time and space continue to distort, and the ancestral dragon misses the air with one blow, and before it can send out a second attack, I see that Yang Sanyang's figure has disappeared in front of him.

"What kind of treasure is that? It actually counteracted my Chaos Bead suppression?" Zu Long looked at the place where Yang Sanyang disappeared with a gloomy face, recalling the pagoda where the Xuanhuang Qi fell, rippling layers of treasure light, and couldn't help but show a hint of killing intent in his eyes: "These opportunities are all mine!

"If it weren't for the amulet, the little barbarian wouldn't have risen, and if it weren't for his rise, these treasures would have been on me. Zu Long gritted his teeth with hatred, recalling everything in the last million years, since he lost the talisman, he had been unlucky, not to mention the loss of innate spirit treasures one after another, and he had never obtained any innate spirit treasures.

Thinking back millions of years ago, with his own talismans in his hands, all kinds of innate treasures were like Chinese cabbage. None of the Great Luo True Gods and God Emperors had a few treasures, but they secretly obtained several treasures, and they even had innate treasures.

The more Zulong thought about it, the more he felt that it was Yang Sanyang who stole the talisman and took away his own luck. Whether it is the Taiji diagram, or the rest of the treasures, or even the entanglement with the saints, they should all belong to themselves.

Whether it's a human or a god, sometimes they like to drill the horns!

Just like now, Zu Long obviously fell into the obsession obsession, the subtlety of the attachment talisman, Zu Long had already sensed it back then, and with his cultivation to break through the Daluo Wonderful Realm, he recalled all kinds of things back then, and felt more and more that the attachment was extraordinary.

It's like a believer who loses the object that he claims to bring him good luck on weekdays, and the kind of obsession, remorse, and blow can be imagined.

The more I think about it, the more I want to get that treasure back!

"That's a treasure related to my dragon clan's qi, how can you be left behind?, do you really think you can escape?" Zu Long's face was cold, and his eyes revealed a touch of coldness, and then the next moment he jumped up and directly turned into a chaotic light and chased after him.

He has now fallen into paranoia, into a mental obstacle, and if he can't get his attachment back, this obsession will inevitably plague his mind, so that he can't be liberated, he can't sleep and eat day and night, and he can't make an inch of progress in cultivation.

Not long after the ancestral dragon left, a wave of qi in the void waved, and Yang Sanyang, dressed in a gray soap robe, appeared in the field.

At this time, Yang Sanyang's qi around his body was constricted to the extreme, and all the qi was not leaked, only to see Yang Sanyang's eyes scanning the land of no reclamation, that messy hometown, and he was silent for a long time.

The delicate white palm stretched out, and an illusory bubble appeared in the hand.

I saw Yang Sanyang sigh, and the three treasures flew out of Ruyi, only to see the divine light flowing in it, the mountain range under his feet vibrating, and the five innate great arrays had overlapped and merged in one place in a snap of his fingers.

Amitabha's figure appeared beside Yang Sanyang, and he saw his big sleeves wave, and the rosary in his hand turned into infinite cause and effect, falling towards the innate great array. With the entanglement of cause and effect, the entire Great Array gradually disappeared in the void, and the Great Thousand World no longer saw the slightest bit of Qi from the several Innate Great Arrays.

One last glance at the bubble in his hand, Yang Sanyang then threw it, and the buildings and countless people in the bubble all fell into the innate array.

Amitabha smiled, his body dissipated into the void, and turned into Buddha light and submerged between Yang Sanyang's mouth and nose.

"This place has already been watched by the gods, why did you relocate the tribe back?" Bai Ze drilled a head out of the collar behind Yang Sanyang's back, and looked at the innate great array that was constantly disappearing, his eyes revealing a touch of incomprehension.

"The most dangerous place, but also the safest place. Besides, I have laid down five innate great arrays here, and I have the blessing of Amitabha himself, if I can be easily found like this, I am not worthy of the saint's action, and the innate great array is also in vain!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a faint mockery.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" Looking at the shadowy figures in the large array in the distance, Bai Ze asked tentatively, looking at Yang Sanyang cautiously with a pair of eyes.

"It's just a group of strangers, what's there to see?" Yang Sanyang lowered his eyebrows, covering the sadness in his eyes: "Ye is dead, Yong is also dead, and the female leader has long been an ancient person, even if I go back, what can I do? I can't find a way to resurrect them, and after I go back, I just mess up my state of mind." ”

"If you don't leave the world, you will only be the same as the current dynasty, like Ye, Yong, and the female leader! If you leave and get the opportunity to detach, they will have a glimmer of life in the underworld! The entire barbarian tribe will get that glimmer of life in the underworld!" Bai Ze lay on Yang Sanyang's shoulder: "I know that the departure of the year, it is your biggest regret that the female leader died of old age in the tribe." But there is no way, it was already a fluke that you were able to leave back then, and Dao Yuan and the ancestor would never take a second ape. ”

"Besides, they don't have your spirituality, even if you take them out of the tribe, they won't be able to learn the divine language, and they will only have the sake of being ancient!" Bai Ze said in a low voice: "So, you don't have to blame yourself, no matter what you choose, the final result is already doomed." Only you can get that glimmer of life! They are just a foil after all. If you can one day refine the way to bring the dead back to life, that is their silver lining. ”

"You don't have to comfort me, I understand the reason!" Yang Sanyang lowered his eyebrows.

It's like two relatives and friends, on a fishing boat, and the fishing boat can only carry one person. Either two people drowned together, or one of them was pushed into the sea to feed the fish.

How do you choose?

Even if you do push it into the sea and get lucky, but you see your relatives and friends drowned alive in front of your eyes, you may be glad that you escaped with a chance of life, but will you be happy?

Not necessarily!

It may not be as happy as you imagined!

"Really don't you want to go in and take a look?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

"No!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "Go back! If I can't find a way to bring the dead back to life, I will never go back." ”

"You are a fierce person, always deceiving yourself, and you dare not face reality," Bai Ze muttered.

"I've seen too many tragedies, I can't tolerate any sadness" Yang Sanyang turned around, step by step away from the tribe, at that moment, time seemed to go back, he saw himself full of anticipation and hope, holding a basket of wild fruits, constantly jumping in the mountains and forests pretending to be cute.

Who knows, how much sadness is contained in that cuteness, how much helplessness is contained?

His dignity is swept away, he is uprooted from his homeland, and heaven and man are separated forever, how can he not understand?