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Chapter 8 The Great Sage's Avatar

"Buzz!!"

At this moment, the void fluctuated and the black-winged divine movement shook violently. At this moment, time and space were chaotic, and the heaven and earth were shaking, as if several holy soldiers were fighting, and the heaven and earth were in full swing, and everyone closed their eyes.

"Cry!!"

The loud sound of the golden crow sounded, as if it had been heard throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, golden flames evaporated, and the sun's holy power destroyed and poured down.

"boom!"

In this sea area, the black ocean was evaporated into a large area, revealing the rocks and reefs under the sea thousands of feet below. Several terrifying ancient beasts as huge as mountains sneaked here and instantly turned into ashes.

Although the projection of the Golden Crow King was destroyed, before he died, he poured all his strength into the great holy soldier of the Black Winged Divine Torture, and tried his best to revive it.

The power of the Golden Crow King's last desperate attack was unmeasurable. The black-winged divine movement penetrated the protection of the Immortal Tree. When it got closer, it sublimated and turned into a ray of fairy light, stabbing Zhou Tong's head.

"useless!"

Zhou Tong's expression was calm, and the word "Shipman" was secret. With a "boom", a terrible pressure rushed out of the black-winged divine movement, like a vast ocean slamming the shore, shaking the sky and the earth. The black-winged divine movement missed Zhou Tong's figure and cut aside, and the painted black sea was instantly cut!

No one was driven and not completely resurrected. Even the weapons of the Great Sage would be disturbed by the secret of the word "Soldier", not to mention that this black-winged divine movement had consumed most of its power to break through the defense of the Immortal Tree before.

Zhou Tong waved the Immortal Miao Tree and swiped his backhand, and directly took the handed down holy soldiers from the Jinwu clan.

The entire sea was completely silent.

This man was too fierce. Even the projection of the Golden Crow King was killed by him in an instant. It was really too terrible.

However, Zhou Tong didn't think so much, so he took away the body of the Sixth Prince of Jinwu.

"I haven't eaten the golden crow yet! I don't know what it tastes like or what's the difference between it and chicken!" Zhou Tong murmured while taking away the ingredients.

At sea, people are chilling all over, which is too cruel. Killing opponents is not enough, and they still have to eat them?

"kill!"

"Avenge the sixth prince and the ninth prince!"

"This person has been using the Immortal Magic Tree continuously, and his divine power has been exhausted, and the oil has gone away! Kill!"

The Jinwu clan members were angry, especially the remaining princes and the most powerful men of the Jinwu clan, and their faces were even more furious. They attacked in groups and rushed towards Zhou Tong together, and various magic weapons were flying all over the sky.

Black-winged sword, golden feather sword, great road bell, soul-suppressing tower, Qiankun circle...

There are hundreds of pieces, and there are even several kingly magic weapons. The Golden Crow clan has a deep foundation in the Ziwei Star Domain. Over the past 100,000 years, I don’t know how many kingly magic weapons have accumulated.

Everyone who saw this scene changed his expression. It was so terrible. This was the ultimate kill of the Golden Crow clan.

"I thought I was exhausted? You underestimate my Cangtian Bald Body!"

Zhou Tong not only did not use the immortal Miaoshu, but also pinched his fists with both hands.

"open!"

With a roar, the fairy phoenix wings were spread out, the dragon fist shook the sky, the grass-shaped sword technique was erected, everything was intertwined, the holy light exploded like a sun, and no one knew what was going on here.

It was not until a moment later that the light disappeared and everyone could see clearly what was happening inside.

All the weapons were shattered, and even the King's Divine Weapon was no exception, and was beaten into powder by his iron fist.

Zhou Tong had no scars on his body, his eyes were extremely sharp, he stared at a powerful powerful man, turned into a stream of light and flew over. Kunpeng quickly made him feel as if he had entered a state of no one, and raised his fist to kill him.

Sun Emperor Fist!

Over the past four years, Zhou Tong has realized the truth while fighting against the will of the Sun Saint Emperor; he has a deeper understanding of the supreme secret methods in the "Sun Sutra".

This punch swallowed the eight wildernesses and swept across Liuhe, and already had a trace of invincible charm of the Sun Saint Emperor in heaven and earth.

The most powerful man screamed and was shattered by a punch!

"Oh my God! Xuan Yi Daoist from the Golden Crow Clan was actually killed instantly by him. He was a powerful master of the Seven Forbidden who had reached the Dao!!"

"No! He is not a king yet, why does he have such a terrible combat power?"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and the invincible momentum contained in this punch deeply shocked everyone. Especially the younger generation, their minds were shaken, and Zhou Tong's invincible momentum was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

"Let the Golden Crow Divine Array!"

"We must destroy him today!"

A veteran of the Jinwu clan shouted loudly, and all the masters of the Jinwu clan retreated, and at the same time, flags waving in the sky, flames spread across the sky.

A total of hundreds of people from the Jin Crown clan came to the North Sea. In addition to the dead Sixth Prince, Ninth Prince and Xuan Yidao Ren, there were three supreme powerhouses who reached the Dao Slaying Level and six Golden Crown Princes, and there were thirteen other powerful people left.

"We must train him to death!" Several princes of the Jinwu clan gritted their teeth.

Zhou Tong killed their two brothers, as well as the seniors in the clan, which was an unresolvable death hatred.

The six Golden Crow Princes and two great men each held an ancient formation flag in their hands, which was made by the saint! This was a decisive kill, and Zhou Tong would not give a single chance at all.

"This is...it turns out to be this divine pattern!"

"Ah, that's the ancient killing formation of the Jinwu clan. The peerless god king will feel hatred when he is trapped in!"

Everyone was extremely terrified. This was the Jinwu clan's tribe formation. It was hard to see once in tens of thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again.

"Boom!!"

A vast ocean of power surged, dark clouds rolled, and demon clouds flooded the sky, submerging the place. Eight big flags were as dark as ink, standing there like eight dark clouds, terrifying and boundless, with a terrifying power to cut off the heaven and earth.

At this moment, a brilliant light suddenly appeared in this ancient killing formation, blazing and terrifying.

At the same time, a golden figure appeared and stood proudly in the dark clouds covering the sky. He was extremely tall, and as his eyes opened and closed, golden light burst out from dozens of miles.

"That's... the former great sage of the Jinwu clan!"

"This ancient killing formation is so terrible that it actually summoned the great saint clone of the Jinwu clan!"

The terrible aura made countless people in this sea area weak, and some people couldn't even fly, falling into the painted black sea water.

That was the clone of the former Great Saint of the Golden Crow clan, which was reappeared by the formation pattern. The rebellious and arrogant power made everyone even more frightened.

Only those who have the protection of the holy soldiers can remain calm in this terrible power, and no one else can move.

"Is the little bully okay?" Pang Bo felt this aura and was also frightened.

"Don't forget, Zhou Tong hasn't used his trump card yet! His diamond carving hasn't even been used yet!"
Chapter completed!
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