"In that case, come up and fight me!"

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Feng Bingwen put down the fierce warrior. He looked miserable, but his heart was still beating like a war drum, and vigorous vitality was bursting out from it, repairing his body.

The Golden Crow spread its wings in the air and looked at Taishang Daozi who rose into the sky to confront him. Even though he had heard of the illustrious name of the Human Immortal Sect since he was a child, there was no fear in his eyes, but a different kind of temperament in his eyes.

"Some old guys in the clan are still worried that I will lose to you human race. I think they really think too much. What will happen if the human race rises? I can only stick to the land of Jiuzhou, and I, the Golden Crow clan, are the commander-in-chief of ten

Continent!"

"..."

Feng Bingwen was silent and didn't bother to respond. After hearing these words, he knew what the golden crow in front of him was.

The human race occupies nine of the nineteen continents in the world, and the nine continents of the human race can be said to be governed by their own, each with different ideas. The nine continents do not have a common master in the actual sense. To say that the human race is a loose sand is quite polite.

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The human race seems to be in a period of prosperity and decline, and even a lot of power has been lost in internal friction.

However, this world is often not comparing who is stronger, but who is not so bad. Compared with the scattered human race today, the demon race that seems to occupy more continents in the world has more serious internal friction.

The so-called Monster Clan is just a very general term. If we break it down into details, even if we study it for three days and three nights, we still can’t explain clearly. But one thing is that there are many ethnic groups among the Monster Clan.

They are natural enemies of each other, even enemies.

As for the Golden Crow clan, after the death of the emperor, the so-called co-respect of all demons basically existed in name only. The Golden Crow commanded the land of ten continents only in name.

The territory actually controlled is only a radius of 30,000 miles around Tanggu. To put it bluntly, the Demon Emperor's order cannot leave Tanggu.

And this is all well-known news and common sense in the spiritual world, but the Golden Crow in front of him seems to have not yet figured out the reality, and is still obsessed with the prosperous years when the Golden Crow ruled the world in ancient times.

"How dare you?"

The angry voice of the Golden Crow sounded under the increasingly bright sky, and the real sun was about to rise.

"Defiling the Golden Crow clan!"

"die!"

In just the first round of the fight, it was as if the Golden Crow was furious as the sun set, because Feng Bingwen released his fire spirit.

Because of Feng Bingwen's good fortune, the current appearance of his fire spirit is exactly that of the three-legged crow. This appearance cannot be said to have nothing to do with the Golden Crow, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

"You seem to be much weaker than I thought!"

Feng Bingwen fought fiercely with the Golden Crow. He released all the five spirits. The brilliance of his magical powers illuminated the sky brilliantly. The remaining waves could still be felt even though they were hundreds of miles apart.

However, in such a fierce battle, Feng Bingwen, one of the participating parties, did not feel any pressure and even became more and more comfortable. Although it was a bit strange, he was too lazy to think about it and directly released the vision, preparing to give the Golden Crow this time
Chapter completed!