As the nectar entered the body, the origin ignited by the Qilin King quickly returned to peace, but the source that had been burned could no longer be made up for.

The Qilin King swept over Yang Sanyang and Saint Amitabha, bent down and bowed and offered a solemn ceremony: "I thank you for your life-saving kindness. The Qilin tribe cannot repay you. If you have any instructions in the future, no one dares not to obey."

Amitabha smiled softly: "Your Majesty King Lin, you need to be polite. Now that the three tribes have completed their disasters, the Great Wilderness is waiting to be restored. From now on, the Qilin tribe will withdraw from the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth. Do you agree?"

"This..." King Qilin was hesitant when he heard this. Now the second ancestor of Phoenix was either dead or injured. The ancestor dragon had escaped, and the demon ancestor was sealed in the endless abyss. He was the only one who survived. If he could seize the opportunity and take the opportunity to sweep the wilderness, the imperial way was right in front of him.

"Huh?" Amitabha frowned, and the beads in his hand stopped twisting. In an instant, the air seemed to stop and fell into solidification, as if there was an invisible hand that firmly grasped the heart of the Qilin King.

Amitabha looked at the Qilin King twitchingly: "Old Qilin, you have to think about it. Do you really want to consume the Qilin clan's last aura? I helped you resurrection because of the Daoguo. Don't choose the wrong way. I regret it too late in the day!"

Facing the saint who is eyeing him, what else can the Qilin King say?

Do he dare to say no?

Believe it or not, the next moment the saint slapped the Qilin clan completely erased from the world?

"It is already a blessing to invite the heavens to survive by chance. The mother passed away, and the child could not be without the father!" Yu Qilin looked at the Qilin King with red and swollen eyes: "There will not be an emperor in the great wilderness. This is the will of all saints. Don't be confused, and you have violated the general trend of the heavens."

What else can the Qilin King say?

After experiencing such a great disaster, the Qilin clan members who survived by luck may not really have the courage to continue to participate in the battle for hegemony in heaven and earth.

"King Lin is obeying the saint's orders and will be in Kunlun Mountain in the future to suppress the Demon Ancestor. My Qilin clan will never violate the saint's trend! We will never violate the saint's trend!" The Qilin king lowered his head respectfully.

"Yes," Amitabha nodded.

The next moment, the true spirit of the Qilin King scattered into the earth veins, and in an instant, the essence of infinite earth gathered. In the blink of an eye, a supreme true body had gathered out and turned into the Qilin King's body again.

"It's done! The Qilin King has already integrated the earth veins. If he wants to break through and restore his strength in the future, he can only swallow it continuously, control the Great Wasteland Veins, and seize the power of the Houtu God. The Houtu God can escape from the catastrophe quietly. It will be too late to find the truth in the future!" Yang Sanyang looked at the Qilin King's true body that was constantly reshaping, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes: "But I hope the Qilin King will not be vigilant. If he can't help but temptation to seize the power of the Houtu God, the Jade Qilin will not blame me in the future."

This is a secret, you know me, and you don’t know the secrets other than that.

The Qilin King left in a daze and returned to the Buzhou Mountains to reorganize the remaining Qilin clan members, secretly recovered their strength, and quietly licked the wound alone.

Yu Qilin looked at Yang Sanyang with a silence, but he didn't say anything after all. After all, he said something to his mouth and said, "Thank you!"

Then Qianying turned around and left, chasing King Qilin.

The battle between the three tribes left behind only a devastated and a wilderness full of holes.

Yang Sanyang put his hands in his sleeves, rode his squid, standing side by side with Amitabha, sweeping through the red soil of the Great Wilderness, unable to see the edges, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"What a pity for these countless believers and countless faiths!" Amitabha sighed after a long time.

"The future of the Great Wilderness should be concluded." Yang Sanyang said slowly: "The Ancestral Dragon is missing, and the Eighth Prince will control the Dragon Palace in the future. In the future, the East China Sea will be affiliated with Buddhism and respect the Buddhist talisman. As for the Phoenix Clan in Tiannan, the Phoenix Ancestor will wake up later. Now the overall situation is settled, and I think the other party will not do anything wrong."

"The dragon, phoenix and unicorn are gone, and the gods will be born, and the heavenly palace will come, and the demon clan will unify the great wilderness and help Taiyi to achieve supreme hegemony!" Yang Sanyang looked at Amitabha calmly.

"You have really thought about it. If you are willing and have the support of all the saints, it is the best time to monopolize the world and ascend to the Supreme Emperor!" Amitabha looked at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang shook his head, turned around and urged the rush to leave, and his body disappeared between heaven and earth.

Looking at Yang Sanyang's back as he was leaving, Amitabha smiled, and instantly turned into a flowing light and disappeared, and his figure disappeared between heaven and earth.

"What's wrong!"

Let’s talk about the Qilin King being about to walk towards Buzhou Mountain. When he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, his face became gloomy, and he turned around and began to hurriedly walk back towards the battlefield.

"Father, what happened?" Yu Qilin hurriedly caught up.

"I was just pursuing resurrection before, but I forgot to pick up the Kunlun Mirror. The Kunlun Mirror fell into the soil, and I don't know where it fell!" King Qilin hurried to the battlefield. In order to suppress the Demon Ancestor, he sacrificed the true spirit in the Kunlun Mirror. Then the Kunlun Mirror fell into the blood mud. He was busy resurrection before, but he actually forgot about this.

Looking back at the battlefield, looking at the vast sea of ​​red blood, where is the energy of Kunlun Mirror?

"That treasure mirror is no longer the fate!" King Qilin walked back and forth in the battlefield, and could not find the whereabouts of the Kunlun mirror on both sides. He couldn't help but sigh, walking back in a depressed manner, his eyes full of sighs.

That is the innate treasure Kunlun Mirror, which controls the power of time. It is the trump card for the world. Now it has suddenly lost it, and you can imagine how it feels in your heart.

"It is already a blessing for the heavens to be able to save your life. The Kunlun mirror can peek at the past and future, and expand people's infinitely, and will only destroy people's nature in the end, and it is the root of disaster!" Yu Qilin held the Qilin King's arm: "The father should use the veins of the earth to resurrect as soon as possible, and then go to Buzhou Mountain. Looking for the Earth Mother to apologize is the top priority at the moment."

King Qilin nodded when he heard this and rushed to Buzhou Mountain with Yu Qilin.

The rush turned into time and flew away. Yang Sanyang rode on the rush. At this time, the rush was full of energy, full of energy, and was very excited.

What is your own owner?

Although this dog barbarian has a lower cultivation level, he can influence the overall situation of the prehistoric world and talk to the saints.

Will the entire Great Wilderness still let itself go sideways in the future?

"Go to Buzhou Mountain" Yang Sanyang suddenly looked and kicked the keel under his crotch.

Ren Jian was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't say much, and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

When they arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Yang Sanyang saw Taiyi and Houtu sitting and discussing. At this time, the two were sitting quietly on the top of Buzhou Mountain, with a tea cup placed between them.

"You boy is here." Taiyi suddenly raised his head and looked at the foot of the mountain, threw down the chess piece in his hand, and smiled.

"Congratulations to the gods, it's finally time for the gods to be born." Yang Sanyang rode a cross and descended to the two of them, and slowly made a rush.

"You kid, you actually rode a god. It's really a big shot. If you are seen by all the gods in the future, wouldn't you be eaten alive?" Taiyi saw the squid behind Yang Sanyang, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

How arrogant and noble are the gods? At present, Yang Sanyang is not just a stalker, but the faces of all the gods.

Including his Taiyi’s face!

When did the gods lose their backbone?

"Hmph, my master is handsome, handsome and powerful. It is my life honor for me to be his mount. I must beat him up if you dare to quarrel. My master is so handsome and I am more than enough to ride on him. It's just right for me to be my mount!" Ren Jian angrily scolded Taiyi, and then came to Yang Sanyang with a flattering face to seek credit.

Thighs!

Although this dog barbarian has a low status, he is definitely a real thigh!

The ability to survive from the creation of the world and the earth to this day, the gods died one after another, and the ability to save lives and premonition of crisis is absolutely unique.

Especially when seeing Bai Ze, a smart guy who claims to be the think tank of the gods, was reluctant to leave, staying with this dog barbarian, and his tone was so flattering, it already explained the problem.

Ren Jian was a little annoyed, and he only regretted that he had no idea about Mount Tai. After taking the dog Bai Ze's words, he actually signed a contract with Bai Ze. Why isn't he this barbarian?

This is the real thigh.

On the one hand, Houtu's mouth, under the divine light, couldn't help but twitch, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes. Is this still the gods?

Are there such shameless gods?

Even though Houtu, whose mind and nature have always been peaceful, there is an urge to swing his fist and kill the scum of the gods.

"Cough cough!" Taiyi coughed dryly and was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Yang Sanyang slapped Ren Jian, then clasped his fists and smiled: "I want to congratulate the gods. Now the vast wasteland is in a mess. It is the time when the gods come back to the world and clean up the mess."

"It's also thanks to you running for me and planning." Taiyi looked solemnly at Yang Sanyang: "Thank you!"

"Why do we have to thank each other?" Yang Sanyang blocked Taiyi's movement and said with a smile: "If I were a god, I would not say thank you at this time. Instead, I open the Heavenly Palace and release the gods, and take the opportunity to seize the land of the Great Wasteland. It is important to know that although the three tribes of dragon, phoenix, qilin are disabled, they are dead and not stiff. Your Majesty has to guard against it."

Hearing this, he nodded too much: "It is precisely this principle. When I lead the gods to reorganize the Great Wilderness, I will thank you again. But before the gods are born, there is still a hidden danger. The Phoenix Ancestor will not lose his combat power. If he really wants to go against my gods..."

The Phoenix Ancestor raised his arms and shouted, if he could get the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan respond, he would definitely be the number one enemy of the gods.
Chapter completed!