The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

These fire crows are constructed from the true fire of Samadhi.

This kind of fire is extremely powerful.

If a mortal encounters it, he will definitely suffer disaster, or even be killed on the spot.

But on this Golden Crow battlefield, these fire crows started to spontaneously ignite as soon as they got close to the man, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely burned.

Song Xing saw a look of surprise on his face.

"Golden Crow bloodline?"

He exclaimed secretly in his heart.

This man clearly exudes the aura of pure Golden Crow blood, which is a kind of pure Golden Crow blood.

The Golden Crow bloodline itself is already an extremely precious and rare bloodline. Those who can cultivate the Golden Crow bloodline often have extremely amazing potential. In the future, they are destined to become an unparalleled powerhouse, or even a king or saint. In the battlefield of Huangquan, one can actually encounter such a pure-blooded Golden Crow bloodline.

This is simply too rare.

Not only because of the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline, but also because of the extremely rich imperial aura exuding from this underworld envoy. It was as if he represented the entire world.

In the battlefield of Huangquan, the messenger of Huangquan is the commander-in-chief.

"So strong!!"

Song Xing took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

Although the Golden Crow envoy did not come in person and only showed the battlefield projection, the combat power displayed by relying solely on the battlefield projection was enough to shock people.

At this moment, on the battlefield, countless fire crows swarmed out of the Huangquan battlefield. Sweeping in all directions like overwhelming force.

Each Fire Crow possesses incomparably terrifying combat power. Their numbers are greater, overwhelming, and completely unstoppable.

The Underworld Messenger pointed his finger in the air. Suddenly, all he saw was a flash of golden light and an arrow flying through the air instantly. As soon as it appeared, it brought out a sharp aura. He blasted towards Song Xing in one fell swoop.

Song Xing frowned slightly when he saw it. As the energy and blood in his body surged, he swung out a fist and hit the arrow turned into a golden light like a meteor chasing the moon.

The two collided, making an astonishing sound, and then you saw the arrow explode into pieces. It collapsed and flew in all directions, scattering on the ground.

"kill!!"

Song Xing waved his arms again.

A huge spiritual will instantly merged into the void. At the same time, a layer of mysterious and unpredictable formations emerged in the void. Between the formations, a giant ax was condensed. The giant ax exuded endless evil energy. With endless pressure, he slashed down heavily.

The giant ax struck fiercely among the fire crows, tearing apart a large number of them on the spot.

The crowd of fire crows screamed in pain, and countless feathers were blown away and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

The fire crow died, the array pattern disappeared, and calm returned to the void again.

"So strong. Just the attack he just unleashed is already very heavy." Song Xing took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

The Golden Crow envoy did not know when he appeared, standing in the void, witnessing the fighting below, and said indifferently: "You are very strong, but it is far from enough to stop this war."

As he finished speaking, he saw another golden light coming through the sky. "Golden Crow Bow!!"

Song Xing's pupils shrank violently when he saw it, and a golden crow bow appeared in front of him. The bow strings were astonishingly made of golden crow chains that looked like golden snakes. Pulling it open, you immediately hear a series of sharp and harsh bird calls echoing in your ears. The sound is full of hostility and makes people afraid when they hear it. Even Song Xing's face becomes solemn.

The bow string was loosened, and a golden spear shot out of the air with a sharp sound, piercing the void and shooting straight towards Song Xing's chest. The speed was so fast that even he had no way to avoid it and could only resist.

With a roar, the golden spear hit Song Xing's chest hard, but unfortunately, it did not cause any harm to him. Song Xing stood there, not moving at all. The sharp spear was unable to leave even an inch of mark on the body.

"Golden Crow Gong?" Song Xing glanced at the Golden Crow envoy indifferently: "I would like to know whether the Golden Crow Gong really has the strength of a descendant of the Golden Crow bloodline. If not, we must stop this catastrophe today."

As he finished speaking, light flashed in his hand, and he suddenly took out a simple bronze war spear. The totem on the war spear is lifelike. It was a dragon. Ancient runes are engraved on the spear blade.

The spear is swung, and the tip of the spear is like a poisonous snake spitting out a message. It is cunning and strange, and contains endless spirituality.

The gold and iron clanked, and when the two weapons collided, a bright metallic light burst out, and the golden light shone all around. The two of them each took a step back.

"What a green dragon war spear."

When the Golden Crow envoy saw it, his eyes lit up and he praised.

In this bronze war spear, he could vaguely detect the aura of a green dragon. Obviously, this was not an ordinary war spear, but a powerful treasure. A treasure that can carry the bloodline of Qinglong can be said to be one in a million. Worth a fortune.

"As expected of the Golden Crow Messenger, he is indeed not something that ordinary people can match."

Song Xing took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He could already feel the powerful combat power of the Golden Crow Messenger in the battle.

This is the toughest enemy he has ever encountered. Once a master of this level fights for his life, it will be truly terrifying. Every move is a killing technique. It is not something that ordinary people can resist easily.

"What I want to do today is just to delay the progress of the war. For the rest, you can rest assured that the outcome of the war has already been decided. It is impossible for you to change anything."

The Golden Crow envoy uttered a sentence coldly.

On the battlefield, countless golden crows continued to rush towards them. The dense fire crows bit at the ghost soldiers, instantly devouring their blood and leaving no bones. But these golden crows did not leave. Instead, they continued to surround themselves outside the battlefield. Keep roaring. Attack.

This scene looks very impressive.

"kill!!"

Song Xing witnessed the war spear in his hand being waved continuously, turning into afterimages all over the sky, and the spears were fired out. Every blow was filled with the fury of thunder, and the violent wind distorted the surrounding space. Set off waves of hurricanes.

A shot fell, and a golden crow flapped its wings. It resisted Song Xing's shot, flapped its wings, moved sideways quickly, appeared beside Song Xing, stretched out its claws, aimed at the head, and grabbed it. A faint blue cold light glowed on the claws.

However, the moment it took out its claws, Song Xing flicked his wrist, and the bronze war spear in his hand instantly slashed towards its claws.

There is a sharp blade on the bronze war spear, which is extremely sharp and sharp. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was cut on the claw, making a crisp sound of golden iron. The war spear slid to the side, and with a turn, the war spear followed the rotation, followed the claw, and pierced directly towards the neck of the Golden Crow Messenger. past. Once stabbed, it will probably be killed in one fell swoop.

The body of the Golden Crow Messenger suddenly disappeared.

Leaving an afterimage in the void. Appeared in another void, raising his hand, golden light flickered. A small golden sword flew out of the air in an instant. In the middle, it suddenly grew in size and turned into a huge golden bell, shrouding the outside of the body. (End of chapter)