However, both of them are innate sacred, and the bloodline given by heaven and earth flows in their bodies. It is not difficult to comprehend such a wonderful method.

There was a divine light flowing in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and his eyes looked at the distant sky. The blue bird turned into a flowing light and escaped, and another person following him was missing.

"What a wonderful technique of substituting death. If there is no restraint, even the gods of Daluo will take some tricks to subdue." Bai Zeconghui decided that in just half a day, she had mastered the secret techniques and showed off in front of Yang Sanyang.

"Now everything is over, where are you going?" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze suddenly fell silent when he heard this. How big is the world, where is the home?

He wanted to turn back to the tribe, but now he has too much cause and effect. If he returns rashly, he will probably bring disaster back to that tribe.

"Go to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain" Yang Sanyang pondered for a long time, but finally made a decision, with a divine light in his eyes.

A mountain of gold and silver is not as good as a doghouse.

Although Western Kunlun is good, there are ten ancient evil spirits stationed here. The three tribes will never allow the ten ancient evil spirits to control Western Kunlun. It will not take long before this place will become a place of right and wrong.

The void under his feet was twisted, and Yang Sanyang displayed his heart in the Lingtai Square Cun, and in just half a day he had arrived at the Lingtai Square Cunshan ruins.

The mountains are full of grass and trees, and after tens of thousands of years of storm, the temple that belonged to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain has long turned into a romantic place.

Only Daoyuan Mountain Peach Blossom Forest, the demonic ten-mile peach blossom forest, still grows brightly among the forests. The fog gathers around the peach blossom forest, and many monsters in the forest accidentally fall into it, and will be trapped here and become fertilizers.

The mountain is lively, but the ten-mile peach blossom forest has become a forbidden area in the mountains, and countless monsters have taken detours or avoided them from afar.

Yang Sanyang stepped on the void, ignored the fog and miasma in the void, and walked straight through the Bagua Formation and came to the Peach Blossom Forest.

Outside the formation, there are only ten miles of peach blossoms, but inside the formation, Yaoyao has three thousand miles of peach blossoms, and there is a pink look.

In the center of the peach blossom forest, a silence-like sycamore tree is constantly decreasing and its torso is constantly withering and thinning.

"The veins below were broken, and even the innate spiritual roots lost the soil for survival would continue to shrink and fall into a state of silence." Bai Ze jumped down, looking at the innate Bagua array in front of him, and a trace of memories appeared in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang slowly cleaned up the fallen leaves and cleared the rotten peaches in the mountains. Finally, he came to the sycamore tree that was about to die. He bounced his fingers and fell a drop of nectar. The sycamore tree was slightly prosperous and temporarily delayed its death, but it still did not stop moving towards decline.

"You said that the sycamore tree blooms, and you will be back!" Yang Sanyang stood under the sycamore tree, wearing a gray soap robe, holding a mop, and stood under the sycamore tree for a long time without saying a word.

"If you drop a few more drops of nectar, it is not difficult to save the sycamore tree. Why should you use a drop of nectar to hold your life?" Bai Ze rushed over, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang swept Bai Ze away with a broom, but did not respond to Bai Ze's words, but continued to clean up the fallen leaves in the mountains.

"I'm going to go into seclusion!" Yang Sanyang whispered.

"I know, there are three tribes of dragon, phoenix, Qilin outside. If you don't have anything to do, you don't want to provoke disasters. Ancestor, I also want to go into seclusion and strive to break through the Taiyi Miracle Realm as soon as possible. If you can accumulate enough foundation and break through the Daluo True God in the next catastrophe, that's a good fortune!" Bai Ze lazily climbed onto the sycamore tree: "Boy, I'm going to go into seclusion, there's nothing to do, don't bother me."

Bai Ze was in seclusion. Under the sycamore tree, Yang Sanyang waved his sleeves and quietly moved Wa and Fuxi who were practicing, then slowly sat cross-legged under the sycamore tree, staring at the sky blankly, as if he was a little dazed.

This thought took three years, and then Yang Sanyang calmed down and fell into a state of retreat.

Time is long, and for the Daluo god who lives with the sky, time is just a number. For countless sentient beings at the bottom, every minute and every second is a precious thing that must be fought for every second.

Time is flowing slowly, and practice never counts for years.

Since the gods retreated, the three tribes have developed into a prosperous world, and countless geniuses have emerged one after another, each leading the way and gaining favor from the world.

Five thousand years passed in a hurry. On this day, black and white lights in the Phoenix Clan soared into the sky, breaking through the long river of fate in an instant. Before the powerful people from all walks of life and death came back to their senses, they heard the proud voice of the peacock spread throughout the world: "Now my peacock transcends life and death, establishes a witness to Daluo, breaking through the constraints of the long river of fate, and hereby announce it to the world."

As the words fell, golden lotus gushed into the ground, endless auspiciousness swept across the sky and swept across all directions.

Buzhou Mountain Top

The Qilin King buried his soles in Buzhou Mountain, staring at the direction of the Phoenix Clan with a ugly expression: "I didn't expect that the younger generation of my tribes, the peacock actually broke through first. The peacock had extraordinary combat power, but now it is even more unfathomable to break through the wonderland of Daluo. I am afraid that the dragon clan will be anxious at this time."

"When will my son break through the wonderful realm of Daluo?" King Qilin turned around and looked at the distance, turning into a jade qilin like a jade statue.

Yu Qilin stroked his lower abdomen with a wry smile when he heard this: "It is already a blessing to invite heaven to be able to break through the wonderful realm of Daluo in the five metropolitan areas."

"Are you okay?" King Qilin pondered for a moment, then looked at Yu Qilin with concern.

Yu Qilin smiled bitterly when she heard this: "For some reason, a bad fetus was born in her belly. This bad fetus is protected by energy and is connected to my life and cannot be easily refined."

"Is it a species of the dragon clan?" The Qilin King looked ugly.

"No" Yu Qilin smiled bitterly: "It's from that Taoist fruit!"

"Dao Fruit?" King Qilin was stunned.

If the name Dao Fruit may be nameless before the great catastrophe of gods and demons, but after the great catastrophe of gods and demons, the name Dao Fruit spreads throughout the world.

His cultivation may not be the strongest, but his methods must be the weirdest. Especially when the other party held the innate treasure and swept across the market, the three tribes had already dug out all the eight generations of their ancestors.

A barbarian actually activated his wisdom and caused the world to surging, reversing the great catastrophe of gods and demons and changing the trend of the heavens. The strong men from all walks of life couldn't help but not pay attention to it.

"I didn't expect that he would get a bargain..." The Qilin King's thoughts were circulating, and it was difficult to say. He said a long time later: "It is also a good fate. After birth, you will be able to raise your child well in the future. There may be a time when father and son recognize each other in the future."

Of course, a barbarian is not worthy of his daughter. But this barbarian has entered the path of cultivation, and has a unique treasure in his hand and possesses strange means. The peacocks of the Phoenix Clan have been defeated?

"Only three Yuanhui can this fetus be born, and then I have all my energy and energy to impact the wonderful realm of Daluo." Yu Qilin gritted his teeth with hatred: "That dog barbarian dares to take advantage of me, and I will have to tear it down in the future, girl."

The Qilin King didn't say anything, only thought in his eyes, but no anger was seen.

East China Sea

Zulong's eyes were solemn, and the divine light in the Chaos Bead in his hand flowed: "Taiyi has the courage to unite the human clock, so what's wrong with me? As long as I unite the human pearl, even if the demon ancestor is resurrected, I will not be able to do anything to me. The Phoenix Clan has some energy, and the peacock has some strange phenomena, but so what? You don't have the innate treasure, and facing the ancestor, I am not a person who suppresses me."

As he spoke, Zulong spit out a purple dragon ball from his mouth, echoing the Chaos Bead floating in front of him.

"Father, think twice!" The eighth prince couldn't help but exclaim.

"No choice! The Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan have already secretly alliance. If I want to completely subdue it, there is no other way!" Zulong's eyes were full of tragedy, and the purple dragon ball suddenly crashed towards the Chaos Pearl.

"Click~"

With a crisp sound, the dragon ball turned into powder, and all the powder was absorbed by the Chaos Beads.

"I finally know the helplessness of the Demon Ancestor that day! I finally know how helpless the Demon Ancestor was at that time!" Zulong's eyes were full of tragic spirit: "The wolf in front of him, the tiger behind him has no choice!"

"Father, my child will work hard to revitalize the world and share the worries of his father!" A trace of perseverance appeared in the Eighth Prince's eyes.

The Northland

The sea water was undulating, and the green disaster energy was rolling up, sweeping across all directions.

Countless fish, shrimps, monsters and monsters fought each other in the sea. Every moment, monsters died under the power of bad luck, and countless monsters were born under the disaster.

Endless resentment of cause and effect was rolling up, sweeping towards the old turtle.

Where is the old turtle?

In order to digest the origin of the body and transform into a new form, the old turtle had to fall into a deep sleep and carry out deep cultivation. But he would never have thought that under the influence of the endless power of disasters, the power of cause and effect, the power of resentment, and the power of curse, the old turtle's consciousness was actually attacked by the power in the dark, prompting him to fall into dormancy completely. If there is no major event of life, he would never wake up easily.

Inside his limbs

The four innate formations were constantly circulating, and the old turtle's limbs turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were rooted in the earth.

But the old turtle who was sleeping still had no idea of ​​the changes in the body.

In the blink of an eye, it will take ten thousand years.

In the 1000th year, the Eighth Prince attained the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Time is long, and the first Yuan will pass, and the three tribes will return to their prosperity and begin to cause constant friction, but they are still within the limits of restraint, and everyone is willing to endure it.

The three tribes continued to invade, occupying every corner of the Great Wilderness, and traveling all over the world.

In the second Yuanhui, the population of the three tribes has increased by countless times, and the strong have been born.

The Ancestral Dragon took the lead in breaking through and rushed directly into the realm of Daluo's second step with the help of the Chaos Pearl. Seeing this, Feng Zu and the Qilin King were even more afraid of it. They didn't care about it and went into seclusion to practice.

The third meeting

The Fengzu and the Qilin King broke through one after another and entered the second wonderful realm of Daluo. The entire world pattern has quietly changed over the past 129,600 years. Top experts from all races were born, but they were hidden as trump cards.
Chapter completed!