"Haha! An ant-like thing! It doesn't mean how much you have. Daoyuan can be coveted?" Looking at Yang Sanyang's back, Daoyi smiled coldly and turned around and walked into the mountains.

Under the Daoyuan Mountain

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and looked up at the vast mountain peaks. His body trembled slightly, and the veins on his back swelled up. The long-standing pain and torture of the pregnancy beads, coupled with the aggravation accumulated over tens of thousands of years, erupted instantly.

Originally, the bright eyes were stained with blood. Yang Sanyang looked up at the bright moon in the sky: "Haha! I, Yang Sanyang, is indeed a humble person, and is the barbarian at the bottom of the Great Wilderness. I am born without understanding the method of practice, but so what? Am I intruding against you? Eat your rice? From the time I came to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, you made things difficult for me, and said to the beasts, and looked down on me in every way, and told me to shame my face in front of all my fellow disciples."

The cold murderous intent in Yang Sanyang's eyes slowly gathered and brewed, and his eyes looked at the distant sky: "You were born noble and leaned against the innate gods. You were born with heaven and earth, and you have a life of 129,600 years, but our human race only has a life of 100 years."

"How about being humble? How about being noble? You live your life, I live my life, you and I don't violate the river. But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't provoke me!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his energy flowed around him. A monk in a white robe slowly walked out of his back.

"I don't want to see the Stone Man!" Yang Sanyang's words were full of murderous intent, and blue veins on his forehead swelled up.

"Just just a stone man, why are you so angry? From then on, the stone man is guilty of heaven and will be the sinful people in the Great Wilderness! The stone man will also be completely erased from heaven and earth!" The Dharma body smiled softly: "Sages, not only solemnity and compassion, but also have to be deterred to make the sentient beings in the Great Wilderness respectful."

"Amitabha" smiled gently, and the energy around me was converging to the extreme, and my crystal clear palm slowly stretched out: "It would be too wasteful to completely erase the stone human race from heaven and earth. It would be better to raise its tribe and lock it up in my three thousand worlds, and save the people of their tribe to pray and recite scriptures for me day and night, providing the power of faith."

The palms are delicate and crystal clear, and there is no trace of the pattern. The sky is majestic and the holy way is in control. One palm ignores time and space and shoots towards the south of the sky.

Tiannan

Phoenix Clan

On the sycamore tree

Feng Zu closed his eyes and showed a touch of contemplation: "What a mysterious "Amitabha Sutra", the holy path is indeed like a abyss and a sea, with infinite mystery. Just by understanding a little bit of fur, I have already benefited from it."

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the south of the sky were surging, and the dark clouds accompanied by the waves and lightning, like the collapsed sea water, covering the land of billions of miles south of the sky, covering the bright moonlight.

When a saint gets angry, the heaven and earth change color.

Even though he was just angry, Tiannan was already frightened by it. Countless sentient beings crawled on the ground, looking at the vast ocean of lightning and lightning.

"Who is doing something in my world..." Feng Zu's aura was about to stop him, but the next moment he said choked in his throat, as if he had been immobilized, and he could no longer move.

A palm surrounded by Buddha's light came from nothingness, enveloping the world in all directions, crossing the eternal future, and falling from the long river of time, the entire Tiannan time seemed to pause.

"Bang!"

The vast land of the prehistoric world shook three times, and that palm covered the stone human territory. In the desperate eyes of countless stone human tribes, it was captured by the palm, and there was no time to react. Millions of tribes were all transformed by the Buddha's light and were sank into the Buddha's homeland.

With one blow, the stone human race disappeared, and all traces of the world were wiped out by that palm.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated out of thin air. Feng Zu drove the aurora and descended to the stone human territory in the blink of an eye. He looked at the earth beneath his feet with a horror expression.

It was bare, all the plants and sentient beings disappeared without a trace, and all the vitality in the radius of thousands of miles was wiped out.

"Which tribe is this that actually made the saint angry. The saint wiped it out?" Feng Zu turned his head and looked at the god general beside him.

"Report to the ancestor, it's... the stone man!" the god general hesitated.

"Stone Man? How did the mere stone man make the saint attack? Could it be for the detached treasure?" Feng Zu frowned, a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes, and he was secretly surprised and suspicious.

The saint is too strong. Faced with the palm that covers the world, Feng Zu couldn't even raise his mind to resist!

This is the saint, the general trend lies with me!

Once you take action, it is like the great power of the way of heaven. Everything under the way of heaven is an ants.

"Come here, go and appease the tribes quickly. I want to go to the extreme west for a walk!" Feng Zu turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

The Stone Clan has exterminated!

The saint is too strong! Too domineering!

If you want something, you will not listen to your explanation at all, nor will you give you the opportunity to take it out. You can directly erase your race and search slowly by yourself.

Extremely Western

Under the Bodhi Tree

The Demon Ancestor sat cross-legged on the Great Mill of the World, looking at the distance with his eyes, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

A rainbow light crossed the sky, and the Feng Zu fell in front of the Demon Zu, and said anxiously: "Old Ancestor..."

"No need to say more, I already know!" The Demon Ancestor interrupted Feng Zu's words: "It's a pity that it's too far away, so I don't have time to help. Or, even if I take action, I can't stop the saint's palm."

"The Stone Human Clan can perish, but that transcendent treasure..." Feng Zu suddenly became anxious. This matter was a task assigned by the Demon Ancestor. Before he could complete it, the Stone Human Clan had been exterminated. What could he say?

"Saint! Talking about the fingers completely erased a race from the world. Compared with the saint, I seemed too compassionate!" The Demon Ancestor's face was solemn, and a hint of expectation appeared in his eyes: "To this day, I seem to finally understand what it means to 'not become a ants,' and the stone human race is an ants, and it will be erased! It is not important to the saint."

"But what should I do if the treasure of transcendence?" Feng Zu felt uneasy.

"Of course, what should I do! The treasure is not in the hands of the saint, and the stone human race must have remnants in the world. You can search carefully." The Demon Ancestor looked frenzy. The more he saw the power of the saint in such a move, he was not only not annoyed, but also became more envious and eager.

"It's my taste, and if you don't say anything, it's really my taste!" The Demon Ancestor said with a sound.

However, the Demon Ancestor absolutely did not know that Yang Sanyang's move was much more ruthless than destroying the entire clan.

The stone people were raised in captivity and were all Buddhist believers for generations, and their descendants were all Buddhist cattle and sheep, providing Buddhist beliefs for incense and never escape from the calamity.

Lingtai Fangcunshan

Amitabha withdrew his palm and looked intoxicated: "This is the power of the saint."

"Is it done?" Yang Sanyang looked at Amitabha.

Although he saw the process from the third perspective, he still subconsciously asked. From a certain form, although Amitabha is his clone, he has autonomy and freedom and his own wisdom.

"We will live a much better life in the future after taking away the fortunes of the Stone Humans!" Amitabha said with a smile: "However, the Stone Humans still have remnants left in time. Should I cast a curse and completely kill the Stone Humans."

"No need!" Yang Sanyang shook his head: "The roots of the Stone Human Clan fall into our hands. Can they still run away? You use Dafa to influence the bloodline of the Stone Human Clan, so that the living Stone Human Clan in the world will be summoned by the small world as long as your cultivation reaches a certain level, and become a believer in the small world."

Amitabha nodded, his body gradually faded, turned into white light, and disappeared into Yang Sanyang's mouth and nose.

Daoyi Peak

"Click~"

A ceramic fell from the elder's hand and was crushed, which made his body tremble.

"A bad sign!" The old man frowned: "For some reason, he always has a whim and feels something is wrong."

"Old Ancestor" Daoyi walked in from outside the door.

"The young master continues to practice hard in the mountains. I feel that it is not good. I still need to return to the clan. Young master later!" The old man's words fell, and before Daoyi could speak, it turned into a breeze and dissipated in the mountains and forests.

"Haha, a dog with a broken family, rootless duckweed, let's see how you fight me!" Yang Sanyang's scarlet eyes gradually calmed down: "It won't be long before I will send you down to reunite with your tribe."

If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult to kill people in the mountains, I was afraid that he would have killed Daoyi long ago.

If Daoyi dies in the mountains, he will not be able to escape. The first thing everyone doubts is himself.

"If you live for a while, this matter must be done seamlessly, otherwise it will be inappropriate if Daoyuan catches you and becomes enemies with me!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and walked towards his own valley.

In the valley

Wa was making wine lees, and Fuxi was fiddling with gossip, and closed his eyes on the side of the Styx, and fell into a state of cultivation.

"Senior Brother!" Looking at Yang Sanyang walking in, Wa said worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Yang Sanyang forced a smile, but it was even more ugly than crying.

"Senior brother, don't be sad. Senior sister refuses to marry you. At worst, the junior sister will grow up and marry her to become a Taoist partner!" Wa said crisply.

After hearing this, Yang Sanyang rubbed Wa's bridle and patted the other person's head: "What are you thinking about in your little head? Quickly pack your bags, and you have to move all the things you should move away."

"Why are you moving things?" Wa said in surprise: "We are used to living here, why do we need to move?"

"In the future, Daoyi and Daoyuan become Taoist couples, I don't want to see Daoyi's stinky face all day!" Yang Sanyang touched Wa's head: "We have our own mountain, and it's time to manage our own home."

"Oh...Okay!" Wa kicked Fuxi and Styx reluctantly: "Stop practicing, hurry up and pack up, we should move."

"move place?"

The Styx and Fuxi were stunned.
Chapter completed!