Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Rebirth Westward Journey

Chapter 101 A stick in my heart is facing the sky (5)

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Rebirth Westward Journey" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    At this critical moment, Wukong finally woke up, raised his head to the sky and screamed, snatched the stick from Jin Guangxian's hand, stabbed upwards vigorously, breaking the green light shield, and the stick hit Jinwu's jaw.  The Golden Crow was restrained by his great strength, and immediately closed its huge beak, poisonous flames overflowed from the corners of its mouth, everyone felt the pressure relax, gasped, and covered in cold sweat.

    The golden monkey suddenly jumped out of the protection of the blue light of the fish drum, shook its hand, and the golden cudgel was as long as ten thousand feet, and it fell to the top of the golden crow!

    As soon as the stick was struck, there were bursts of thunder, and countless ancient runes flew, hitting the head of the Golden Crow, and the flames radiated.  Jinwu let out a mournful cry, let go of the fish drum, and grabbed Wukong, and two white lights shot out from his eyes, trying to hold the monkey in place.

    Wukong was not afraid at all, two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, barely resisting the golden rays of the sun, his figure flickered, avoiding the sharp claws of the Golden Crow.  At this moment, he merged with Yuan Hong's cultivation and returned to his original self. All kinds of supernatural powers are self-evident, and his cultivation has skyrocketed, far surpassing other masters.

    The Golden Crow's wings swept across, and countless flames rolled down, igniting the ground below, turning the fertile soil into a sea of ????flames.  Seeing this, Wukong was taken aback, and didn't dare to fight head-on with him, he quickly dodged to the top of Jinwu's head, and was about to hit him down, when the Jinwu raised its head and sprayed out a white light, Wukong quickly dodged.

    The two prehistoric alien species are both tyrannical people, one is the Dajue Jinxian, the incarnation of the three corpses, and the other is the Four Wasted Star King, who mends the sky and left stones. In terms of attack methods, Wukong far surpasses the Golden Crow, but in terms of strength, the Golden Crow is far behind.  Above Wukong, although the monkey is clever, it cannot harm the root of the Golden Crow. Although the Golden Crow is strong, it cannot catch the monkey.

    ? When the rest of the people freed up their hands, they felt weak all over, no less than a fight, and did not recover their vitality for a long time.  Zhu Ganglie jumped up, waved his hands and laid down a large array of twelve Yuan Chen white-bone heavenly demon banners, spread all over the twelve heavenly stems, picked out twelve golden fairy-level old monsters, each presided over a large banner, presided over the entire array himself, and covered the three-legged golden crow into  In the formation.  Seeing this, Wukong flew over the formation, his eyes flickered fiercely, as long as the Golden Crow broke through the formation, the golden cudgel in his hand would knock on its top door.

    Lao Zhu activated the formation, and the evil energy accumulated by negative energy gushed out, and the dark clouds rolled. Everyone was terrified when they saw it.  As soon as the devilish energy gushed out, it counteracted the spiritual energy in the golden light of the sun, and countless white lights dissipated into the invisible.

    All the old devils circulated the remaining mana in their bodies and poured it into the magic flag pole, and suddenly twelve demon gods jumped out, roared up to the sky, and killed the golden crow!

    The three-legged Golden Crow is not afraid of the Twelve Demon Gods at all, but it is extremely afraid of the demonic energy on them. This demonic energy is tempered by the thunder cloud brought by the ancestor Minghe when he took the three thousand Asuras to survive the catastrophe.  , is the gathering of negative aura, which conflicts with the aura in the ascetic's body. As long as the energy is enough, it can completely wipe out his millions of years of practice.

    The Golden Crow dashed left and right in the formation, but there were Taiyi Golden Immortal-level old demons guarding the sky and the ground, summoning all his mana to force him back, screaming anxiously, all his mana quickly melted into the formation.

    Zen Master Wuchao, who was sitting upright on Lingshan Mountain, was also terrified. He wanted to get up and come forward several times, but stopped. Youchao stopped not far away to watch, his eyes flickering. Although he wanted to help, he did not dare to make a move.

    After a while, the magic energy in the Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Heavenly Demon Banner was completely offset by the Golden Crow Spiritual Qi. The Twelve Demon Gods roared again and again, quite unwillingly, and were sucked into the banner by a huge force.  The twelve-faced Yuanchen Heavenly Demon Banner was scrapped without the support of the demon energy.

    The three-legged Golden Crow lost the pressure, quacked strangely, swept its wings, and the hurricane swept up all the twelve great monsters, and all the monsters sprayed blood. I don't know where they were taken by the hurricane fan!

    Wukong, who was parked above the formation, was not spared either. He was accidentally swept by the giant wings of the Golden Crow, spinning like a wheel, and flew straight into the sky.  Only old Zhu was clever, and escaped early, the three-legged Golden Crow hated him to the bone, and flapped their wings to chase after him.  Zhu Ganglie was so frightened that he was half dead, and while fleeing in Lihuo Changhong, he took out a bunch of high incense from his sleeve, lit it up and cried and said: "Teacher, you promised my disciples that if Taoist Lu Ya harms me, he will definitely die!"  I crushed him to death with just one finger. Now he is really going to kill me, please master to save this disciple!"

    The speed of the three-legged Golden Crow was faster than the speed of Old Zhu Dunguang, and with a few wings, it chased after him, and shot at him with a white light of hundreds of feet from its mouth.

    At this time, I only heard an extremely powerful voice from the void saying: "The lazy disciple will cause trouble!"

    A huge vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, thunderclouds around the vortex were stirring, and a huge white flesh column protruded from the center of the vortex, and with a slight downward stroke, it was about to crush the three-legged Golden Crow to death, and suddenly another vortex appeared in the sky  , and protruded another flesh-red finger from it, flicked it lightly, and flicked it on the tip of the white finger, the two fingers shook, and each retracted from the vortex.

      Above the nine heavens, Biyou Palace, Yuxu Palace, and Xuandu Yujing Bajing Palace are lined up side by side. The ancestor of Tongtian Sect stood in front of the palace gate, retracted his fingers as if nothing had happened, glanced in the direction of Lingshan, and said with a smile: "Blow wrinkle one  Chi Chunshui, what's the matter, Qianqing?"

    On the Lingshan Mountain, Tathagata Buddha also withdrew his finger, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Fudo Ming Wang is the head of the eight hundred Ming Kings of my Lingshan Mountain. How can we not save him?"

    The three-legged Jinwu was taken aback by the two fingers. Seeing the two fingers retracted, he was also relieved, and looked around for the pig's head. Where could he be found?  That fellow was more agile than Monkey Sun, he had long since fled without a trace, flew all the way to the East Pole, broke through the Nine Continents barrier, and hid outside the Great Desolation!

    The Golden Crow was furious, and shot out tens of billions of white lights, and fixed all living beings in the three realms, and was about to strangle them all, when suddenly, a scroll of formation chart flew from nine days away, and the purple energy in the picture was majestic, turning into a golden bridge, golden bridge  There are yin and yang qi entangled endlessly above it, like two swimming fish, one black and one white.

    As soon as this picture came out, the three-legged Golden Crow felt that his whole body was empty of mana. He was imprisoned on the spot, unable to move. He cried out in distress, and the tens of billions of white lights had long since dissipated.

    ? In the Palace of Eight Views in Yujing, Xuandu, Taishang Daozu threw a Taiji map to fix the three-legged golden crow. The three-legged golden crow was released by the green bull under Laojun's seat.  Taishang Daozu was about to shake the Taiji Diagram to kill the Golden Crow, but he saw a fire coming from the lower realm, and a red-clothed Taoist knelt down and cried, "Teacher, save this disciple!"

    When the Taoist ancestor saw the Taoist in red, he knew that it was the Youchao family. Back then, he established a religion and preached to the Three Emperors. This Taoist in red was also his disciple and had merit.  Daozu thought for a while, and said with a chuckle, "Dari Tathagata is really good at calculating." He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the three-legged golden crow in the Tai Chi picture turned into a white light and cast it to the lower realm.

    A purple gold gourd flew up from the lower realm early, and the white light penetrated into the gourd and disappeared.  Mrs. Youchao hurriedly bowed, "Thank you, Teacher, for fulfilling the task!" He caught the fairy-cut gourd and hurried to Lingshan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report