Chapter 955 Three-legged Golden Crow

Standing in the void, Yi Chu looked at the rolling murderous intent and the purple aura that soared into the sky, and his face became extremely ugly. With his eyes, how could he not tell what the purple aura that soared into the sky and the purple aura that soared into the sky was.

"There are indeed hidden dragons and creeping tigers in the world. I don't know who will be cheaper in this battle between saints." Yi Chu looked at the endless void and said to himself in a faint voice.

Putting away the Zhoutian Star Dou array, Yi Chu gently floated on the sky. As the rolling wind blew, Yi Chu's sleeves kept swaying in the void.

The three little gourds sat quietly next to Yi Chu, without saying a word, but their eyes did look at Yi Chu at the same time.

"Let's go", Yi Chu smiled faintly and said softly in the eyes of the three little gourds. However, his words were full of tenacity.

Wan Yun urged the sky to urge him, and among the rolling golden clouds, he rushed towards the direction of Beijuluzhou.

Beijuluzhou, the black air soars ninety thousand miles!

Under this rolling black air, there is endless silence.

Looking at the area covered by black clouds in the void, Beijuluzhou is no different from a dead land.

A golden giant tiger was running wildly from the depths of the endless darkness. At this time, it no longer had the style of arrogance in the world back then. Every step was so difficult.

The golden tiger raised his godless eyes and looked at the light that was gradually revealed in front of him. In the past, this distance could only be sprinted away in a moment, but now, this distance can be said to be a distance for him.

"Bang"

A gentle voice suddenly came into the golden tiger's ears. The tiger that lowered its head and looked down in an instant, and saw a big hole in its belly.

After that, as soon as this thought appeared in the heart of the golden tiger, his divine thought suddenly turned black, and then everything disappeared completely.

"It's a pity that a big monster of the broken void level has been absorbed by the energy of heaven and earth!" Yi Chu stood outside the black fog, looking at the golden tiger that fell to the ground, and murmured to himself.

"Dad. You were able to save him just now, why did you let him die there?" The white gourd looked at the tiger's body that had turned into a trace of black mist and dissipated between the world, and asked in confusion.

"The tiger has the power to die. The golden tiger has absorbed all its cultivation by the smoke here. Even if it keeps him, it will only increase his pain. It would be better to let him leave early." Yi Chu waved his sleeves lightly and said lightly.

The white gourd pondered for a moment, but didn't say anything, but just hugged Yi Chu and said that he had been taught.

Yi Chu didn't pay much attention to the white gourd. Now he has slowly let go of some things. The three gourds are very talented, and Yi Chu doesn't want to tie their hands and feet by himself.

Yi Chu waved his palm and a platform appeared in the cloud. Without too much words, Yi Chu sat cross-legged on the cloud.

The black air soaring into the sky was constantly churning, especially the place where the eleventh ancestor witches were buried, and the black light was like countless strange demon shadows, constantly flashing in the void.

Whether it is the killing aura that soars into the sky or the purple aura that lies across the world, there is no trace of it at this time, but the powerful people in the world who have the strength to stabilize the affairs of the saints of the witch clan are ready to go.

The whole world is filled with undercurrents!

In the Tang Dynasty, there was no trace of people in the endless clouds and mist.

Just like this, where birds are hard to cross and macaques are hard to climb, two people are sitting opposite each other.

The two of them dressed as Taoist, while the other was wearing silver armor. On the huge rock in front of them, there were two white jade-like cups placed there.

The monk picked up the cup gently, shook the cup of tea that looked like a pool of clear water, and said quietly, I haven't tasted General Ji Meng's tea art for many years."

The man called Ji Meng smiled faintly, his expression did not change much. He gently shook his life in front of him and said, "It is Ji Meng's blessing to be able to make tea for the Sixth Prince. If the Sixth Prince wants to drink tea in the future, he can come to Ji Meng."

Ji Meng said very politely. He could say that he was extremely polite, but the meaning of this words was that he could not satisfy the monk.

However, the monk was not angry. At this time, he was no longer the domineering and fierce personality he used to be. With a smile, he gently put the jade cup to his mouth, savored it gently, and then showed an endless intoxicating look. And just now, a red sun suddenly rose from his head.

In the red sun, a three-legged golden crow spreads its wings proudly, as if the whole red sun was rotating with the red sun.

Ji Meng looked at the strange situation and his face finally relaxed a little. While pondering, he drank the tea in his jade cup in one go.

"Your Highness is indeed the best talented one of the Golden Crow clan. With your highness's current cultivation level, it is no worse than His Majesty back then." Ji Meng said this and said with a hint of sadness: "If Your Majesty can see Your Majesty, you will definitely be very happy."

The monk's face, which was as calm as a dry well, also showed a trace of sadness, but the sadness that flashed on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Ji Meng, you have lived here in seclusion since the collapse of our tribe's heaven. It should have been a lot of time, right?" The monk did not accept Ji Meng's words, but changed the topic.

"Yes, Your Highness, I have always been here. This is the place where I was born, and I am not going to leave here." Ji Meng was at a disadvantage in his momentum under the oppression of the Red Sun Golden Crow.

Although it was not stated clearly, Ji Meng's meaning was very clear, which was to let the sixth prince not waste his time.

The monk, known as the Sixth Prince, smiled coldly, and the golden crow in the scorching sun became clearer, and the heat waves were rolling, heading towards Ji Meng like a tide.

"Ji Meng, you don't have to tell me this. I'm here this time just wanting you to go out and help me with something." While speaking, the monk waved to Ji Meng, blocked Ji Meng's words, and then said: "You don't need to say those useless words, you must go this time."

As a general of the demon clan back then, Ji Meng was also a rebellious figure. Although he has lived in seclusion for many years, he is not a character that everyone bullies.

"Is it impossible for the Crown Prince to force the plot to Meng?"

"Ji Meng, it's not nice to say that forcing is not good, but you can understand it this way. You should also be clear about the current situation in the world. Although you have avoided the great catastrophe in that year, you may not be able to escape this time. You must know that every heavenly catastrophe requires people to respond to the catastrophe. Those big men do not want to send their disciples, so they need to find someone to take over." While speaking, the monk smiled at Ji Meng and said, "Even if most people in the world have forgotten your existence, do you think you can hide it from those saints?"

Ji Meng's face became even more gloomy. His cultivation level had reached the peak of a thought of birth and death. It can be said that as long as there was no major disaster, he would almost be an immortal existence. But now this monk threatened him with the matter of life and death, but he was talking about it at the top of his heart.

"Now there is a chance, an excellent opportunity. As long as you help me get the twelve innate turbid air, I can promise you that as long as I exist for one day, I will ensure that you will be worry-free in this life." The monk's eyes were like two golden suns, extremely fierce.

Ji Meng did not express doubt about what the monk said. However, this time, everyone who competed for the innate turbid air was one of the few people in the world. It can be said that once they joined it, they would face huge risks.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has his life, how dare you refuse?" Ji Meng clenched his fists and said to the monk in a deep voice.

The monk's face was filled with a smile again. He laughed and said, "Okay, this is the general who commanded millions of demon soldiers in the Heavenly Court. This time, those guys who thought I was going to form no one to see what the shocking shooting is."

Ji Meng looked at the monk who was surrounded by red light, and a sense of pride suddenly rose from his heart. In his storage ring, the God-Slaying Bow that had been sealed for many years, and the Bell Four made a sound like a dragon's roar...

On an island west of Beijuluzhou, Zhen Yuanzi was sitting on two rocks with a Taoist dressed in a plain cloth. The sea breeze blew, and their clothes fluttered in the wind.

The two of them sat looking at each other, but they never spoke. They just sat in a stalemate, like a stone man.

"boom"

A thunder suddenly sounded in the void. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the rolling jade beads kept falling from the void like broken pearls.

As Zhen Yuanzi and this Taoist man, it is not difficult to do anything else, but the two of them did not use any magic power and let the wind and rain slap on their bodies.

"Tai Shang Wuwei, I still lost one move." Zhen Yuanzi suddenly spoke and said softly. His voice was calm, without any other meaning.

The local preacher seemed to be unaware of Zhen Yuanzi's words, and smiled and said, "Brother Zhen Yuanzi is too humble. If Dao brother does not object to this matter, then we will settle it first." The local preacher seemed to think of something while he spoke, and then said, "That Yi Chu is of great importance, so Dao brother should pay more attention to him."

"I know." Zhen Yuanzi said to Yi Chu, his heart beat faster. The owner of this name would make him have some estimates.

The local preacher also noticed Zhen Yuanzi's movements, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, because of the constraints of the Taoist ancestor, the teacher and the others will not take action. This time the opportunity is rare, Brother Zhen Yuan, don't let me."

Let you, Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly in his heart, but he didn't say a word in his mouth.

Yi Chu sat firmly on the cloud platform, his eyes closed, as if he was in seclusion and practiced in seclusion. However, he was familiar with his three little gourds, but he knew that he had no intention of practicing at all.

The 90,000-mile black fog had contracted less than ten thousand miles at this time, but the rolling black air had become like a substance. There was no wind or sound, and there was no breath of life in the area of ​​thousands of miles.

Yi Chu was waiting, not knowing that it was Yi Chu himself. At this time, there were still many people waiting. They were waiting for the contraction of the black fog. They were waiting for the new saint of the witch clan who was hiding where they were but protected by the ancestor witch blood sacrifice, and broke through the air.

The way of heaven has been concealed by others. Although Yi Chu has a magic method, he can't calculate anything now. Fortunately, he can't calculate it, and no one else can see it.

Thousands of miles, hundreds of miles, ten miles

When the black air of ninety thousand miles is gathered in the ten miles of radius, it seems that a black mountain appears within the ten miles of radius. The peak is thousands of feet high, and what is inside is just not enough to penetrate.

As the black gas contracted, the two people who were more than 100,000 miles apart gradually became clearer. Not to mention anything else, just ten miles from Yi Chu's left, a golden cloud tower rose. Although the people on the cloud tower did not show up, Yi Chu could still feel a little touching from the cloud tower that was unfavorable to him.

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Yi Chu's mouth.

He knew the intention of the visitor, and how could he never know his thoughts, the person on the golden gauze tower?

A light sound came from the black peak, accompanied by this light sound, a stream of blood ran out of the peak.

The peaks cracked and blood and tears came out.

Almost as the blood flowed out of the mountain peak, cracks of varying sizes flashed out from the black peaks of only ten miles in size. The rolling blood rushed out from the cracks of varying sizes.

Yi Chu looked at the rolling gap without stopping at all. He flew into a crack like lightning.

And just as he rose up, colorful lights rushed straight towards the black gas crack from all directions. Although they were almost not a crack, their purpose was exactly the same.

Above the golden gauze, a golden light flew out immediately with Yi Chu. Just as Yi Chu was about to enter the crack, the golden light had already enveloped a hundred feet above Yi Chu's head.

Yi Chu looked at the golden light and his face turned cold. Just as he was about to attack the golden light, a dangerous aura suddenly came from a distance. At the moment when the breath came, a man in war armor appeared in Yi Chu's divine consciousness.

What Yi Chu noticed was not the man in the armor, but the longbow held in the man in the armor, as crystal clear as jade, but embroidered with blood-colored patterns, which had been pulled into a full moon at this time.

"Swoosh"

The arrow rushed to Yi Chu in an instant, and his fierce killing power flew in the void, causing the entire world to tremble continuously.

This arrow is an arrow that can injure the monks of Refining the Void and Hedao.

Facing the surging arrow, Yi Chu's expression changed, his bloody palm waved and shot hard towards the arrow light.

The arrow flashed, and followed the arrow. Two long arrows appeared again on the long bow of the sneak attacker. When they were shooting, they were no worse than ordinary acquired spiritual treasures. Now that they shot like this, their power has increased by more than ten times.

"Boom", Yi Chu's palm grabbed the arrow light that was flying in. But the moment he grabbed the arrow light, the three-legged golden crow that had already flew over his head suddenly activated his three claws and grabbed it hard while Yi Chu was snatching it.

The golden light flashed, and the murderous intent soared into the sky. The giant claws were about to grab Yi Chu's head in an instant.

Each of the stormy flames was like glass, and they burst into cracks in the void.

The flames spit out of this golden crow are the rare sun-glazed pure fire in the world. In the four continents, it is said to be one of the three rare flames in the world. Not to mention that such flames are like a sea of ​​fire, just one or two points, they are priceless treasures.

Now, the glass-purified fire is actually used like an ordinary flame on the golden crow.

Looking at the blazing flames, the four words "kill with one blow" appeared in Yi Chu's heart. Yi Chu, whose mind was flashing, sacrificed the treasure mirror of life and death above his head between the magic tricks in his heart.

The treasure mirror of life and death is a mirror, life and death, light and reincarnation. Although this treasure mirror is mainly used for attack, it is also good for defense.
To be continued...