At the boundary of the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, an ape-man with snow-white hair sat on the bluestone at this time, holding silk in his hand, and wiped the bow and arrow in his hand unhurriedly.

The large bow is two meters long, with only the main body, and no bowstring.

The bow body is simple and secluded, without the slightest brilliance, as if it is a gray and inconspicuous burning stick.

At best, it's a little chic!

afar

The golden light swept through, and the embarrassed Dao Yuan was driving the light to speed desperately, and the mud around him didn't have time to clean, and the whole person looked like a mud monkey.

Yang Sanyang was sure that he had never seen such an embarrassing Dao Yuan!

"Little bird, look at where you are going, don't say that you hid in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Realm, even if you hide in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Dojo, so what? Although Hong's cultivation is powerful, but this is my Phoenix Clan's family matter, and he has no reason to interfere! Otherwise, my Phoenix Clan will raise an army of millions and step through the Lingtai Holy Realm in one fell swoop!" The dove's voice was cold, filled with a smell of rotting corpses, and the smell was disgusting.

"Now that you have arrived at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, your role has been completed, and the next thing is your death!" The dove smiled coldly, and a breath of black gas spewed out of his mouth, which turned into a hurricane, and then he first reached the retreat of the Dao Yuan in the middle of the volume, and then only heard a miserable scream from the Dao Yuan, and fell into the dirt below.

"I'm a disciple of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, you dare to kill me?" Dao Yuan's voice was full of anger.

"Hehe, what can the disciples of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain do? It's you who kills! I'm going to drain your soul and refine your soul in front of the mountain gate today, but I want to see if anyone in the Holy Land dares to come out and speak for you!"

Killing Dao Yuan is nothing, what you really have to do is to roll Lingtai Fangcun Mountain into the quagmire.

Originally, he was still very afraid of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain along the way, but now that the matter is coming, he has relaxed his mind and feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.

If Hong dares to kill himself, what is waiting must be the three ancestors to chase and kill, and he definitely doesn't have the guts.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a sneer sounded, but a cold, magnetic voice came from a distance: "Your Excellency is so bold! In my Lingtai Holy Realm, you dare to make a big noise?"

It's not loud, but it's clear enough for everyone to hear!

In the jungle, Yang Sanyang slowly stood up, the simple and secluded bow in his hand changed for a while, and turned blood-red in a snap of his fingers. At the ends of the bow spawned an invisible, almost invisible bowstring.

A golden light flickered on the blood-red bow, turning into an arrow and falling into his hand.

Bend the bow and arrow, all in one go!

Hearing this, the dove followed the sound and looked at it, and the next moment its pupils constricted, and a deadly crisis came.

"Collapse~"

The bow was like a thunderbolt, like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears, the arrow seemed to shoot through time and space, the dove wanted to escape, but unfortunately the arrow seemed to freeze its original spirit, solidified its three souls and seven spirits, so that it could not move.

A blood flower bloomed at his throat and splashed Dao Yuan's face, and Dao Yuan looked at the dove in front of him with a frightened face covering his neck and constantly struggling to 'coo' and roar.

The dove pointed at Yang Sanyang, his eyes showed disbelief, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"Bang~"

The smoke and dust rolled up, and the dove turned into dry bones, then turned into dust, and disappeared from heaven and earth.

Dao Yuan sat down in shock, unable to recover for a while, as if he was stupid.

Yang Sanyang put away his bow and arrows, slowly walked to the middle of the field, and then saw the mud monkey-like Dao Yuan. He swore that in his mind, he had always been a fairy-like fairy in white clothes, and he had never been so embarrassed!

Looks pathetic!

"It's a pity, pitiful!" Yang Sanyang stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the blood stains and mud on Dao Yuan's face.

Her entire body felt as if it was wrapped in mud, and she couldn't wipe it clean at all.

"Woo woo, little monkey ......" Dao Yuan was crying, his voice was full of pathos, as if a wronged child saw his parents. plunged into Yang Sanyang's arms, and then kept sobbing.

"Okay, go back and take a shower first, the sky won't fall!" Yang Sanyang hugged Daoyuan's body and walked towards the mountain, but his face was gloomy.

The three souls and seven spirits of the Dao Yuan fluctuated violently, and there seemed to be signs of a recurrence of the old disease.

She flinched again, back to 100,000 years ago, back to that ignorant, joyful boyhood.

Yang Sanyang came to the back mountain with Dao Yuan in his arms, threw it into the stream, and used his magic power to drive the stream to clean Dao Yuan's body.

Yang Sanyang stood on the shore with his hands behind his back, and his eyes showed a look of thought.

"What are you thinking?" said the moon god's voice again.

"I'm thinking about Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, I'm just afraid that Lingtai Fangcun Mountain won't stay for long! or it won't be long before I should leave!" Yang Sanyang said with a wry smile.

The moon god asked, and then fell silent again, not responding to Yang Sanyang's words.

With his hands behind his back, he raised his head to look at the raging sun, and the sound of the rushing water woke him up from his contemplation, and Dao Yuan slowly walked out of the stream, looking at him pitifully.

With a wave of his big sleeves, he steamed out the wet clothes on Dao Yuan's body, and then dragged Dao Yuan to Yujing Mountain, lit a stick of incense, and the fluctuating soul of Dao Yuan gradually stabilized.

"I'm afraid I'm going to cause trouble to the mountain gate this time" Dao Yuan opened his eyes with a wry smile, his eyes full of guilt: "Senior brother, you shouldn't be so reckless." It was a monk of the Phoenix Clan, and the junior disciple killed him in front of the mountain gate without authorization, for fear that it would give the three clans an excuse to make trouble, and then spread to the entire mountain gate. ”

Yang Sanyang smiled and didn't say anything, just looked at the lotus flowers in the pond: "Senior sister, don't worry, everything is in the calculation of the ancestor." Without the dove, there will be other people to make trouble, and if the three clans want to make trouble, there is always a way. ”

He understood Dao Yuan's worries, although the reason was that reason, but the calamity was provoked from his own body, it was not the same thing!

Guilt!

Endless guilt!

There are also unspeakable worries.

As he was talking, Senior Brother Daochuan walked from outside the door with an indifferent face, and before anyone arrived, his voice had already come from afar: "Senior brother, your Yujing Mountain has a unique style, and it looks very good." ”

"If Senior Brother likes it, go back and dress up like this, this matter is not difficult for Senior Brother!" Yang Sanyang raised his head and glanced at Dao Chuan, still looking as warm as a spring breeze.

"It's too late! He has a chance to decorate it like this!" Dao Chuan shook his head, looking at the embarrassed and depressed Dao Yuan, he couldn't help but sigh: "Senior sister, the origin and the fate fall, the flowers bloom and bloom are all fixed." There's nothing you can't get over, just open some if you want to!"

Hearing this, Dao Yuan glanced at him blankly, did not speak, and then lowered his head again.

"Senior brother, why is he free to come here today?" Yang Sanyang looked at Dao Chuan.

"I'm here today to say goodbye to my senior brother!" Dao Chuan sighed, "I'm leaving!"

Yang Sanyang looked at Dao Chuan, this man who is as gentle as the wind, he doesn't worry about life anywhere in the Taiyi realm. Even if it is a tribal clan, they are never willing to rashly provoke a Taiyi real person who has no worries and is alone.

"Senior brother cherishes," Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Why don't you come with me?" Dao Chuan looked at him with a smile: "I can still do it for my brother to protect you." ”

"I'm dragging my family, so I won't trouble my senior brother!" Yang Sanyang refused with a wry smile, why didn't he want to go out with Dao Chuan to fight the autumn breeze, and enjoy the shade under the big tree?

But he also has Fuxi, Styx, Wa, and Dao Yuan, all of which are a group of drags that need to be taken care of.

"The patriarch is about to retreat and completely fall into a deep sleep, and the junior brother still needs to make plans in advance," Dao Chuan said unhurriedly: "If we meet again, I'm afraid we will have a calamity." ”

"I hope that the next senior brother will be able to preach Da Luo," Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Impossible!" Dao Chuan shook his head: "How difficult is Da Luo, unless I can find an innate spirit treasure in the Great Wilderness and use the power of the innate spirit treasure to become enlightened. ”

Hearing this, Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly, how could the innate spirit treasure be so easy to discover!

"You refuse to go with me, and I don't force you, the ancestor must have other arrangements for you. Brother Wei is about to take the opportunity to walk in the Great Wilderness, I have not walked out of the Holy Land for tens of millions of years, and traveled through the Great Wilderness! I don't know what has become of the Great Wilderness over the years? Is the old man still alive!" Dao Chuan glanced at Fang Cun Mountain, then waved his hand at Yang Sanyang, and left abruptly: "Senior brother still needs to work hard to cultivate, let's see you in the next tribulation." ”

"See you next time!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

"Senior brother, I always feel that something is wrong with the atmosphere in the mountains," Styx walked out of the door.

"Pack up your belongings, it won't be long before we leave here!" Yang Sanyang sighed, slowly stood up and uprooted the green lotus in the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond.

"Why?" Styx was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.

He stayed in the mountains so well that he really didn't want to leave.

"If the gods are defeated, they will always have to pay the price! Lingshan Sacred Realm is the price!" Yang Sanyang said helplessly.

Not only is it a single transmission, but now all the ordinary disciples in the mountain gate have sorted out their packages and gone back to their respective homes to find their own mothers.

Even the spirit beasts of the Holy Realm were quietly leaving, or hiding.

In the dark, a bleak qi rolled up in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Opening his eyes and looking at the fortunes that were constantly fading between heaven and earth, Yang Sanyang sighed in his heart: "The Lingtai has exhausted the qi of the mountain, and it must go through the qi nirvana in order to adapt to the change in the law of this calamity." It is not so much that the Lingtai Holy Realm has suffered a calamity, but that the ancestor wants to use the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans to survive the calamity. ”

"It's just that it's not so easy to cross the catastrophe!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "In the final analysis, the catastrophe was started by me myself after all, and I personally shot the dove." ”

"What the future holds, and where the disciples in the mountains go, it's all unknown!" Yang Sanyang stood alone on the top of the mountain for a long time without saying anything.

Book Keju Reading Website: