Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 280 Three-legged Dark Crow
It is a terrifying thing to calculate and see through the future, and let the future self come out across the long river of time!

Ren Qinglian knew that she had picked up a big bargain. If the original historical process was followed, this ability would make Maitreya Buddha the real future Buddha. All the future stars are above the Tribulation Sutra.

Thinking like this, the deity has come to Beiju Luzhou.

"With such supernatural powers, it may be a very long process to succeed in cultivating completely. It just so happens that Beiju Luzhou is very dangerous. Before doing anything, try to calculate to see if you can avoid disaster and prolong blessings!"

He didn't leave the dantian world, but passed his spiritual thoughts into the body of Beiju Luzhou, the clone, and controlled all the thoughts of the clone.

When the other avatar received the inheritance of the supernatural power in the acquired bag before, it had already discovered that this supernatural power gave people the same feeling as the fusion of the blood of those ancient beasts, and it had the meaning of grabbing people's hearts. The difference is that the latter wants to occupy the human body, while the former wants to control people's thoughts.

Fortunately, the avatar contacted him in time, so that all this could not happen, otherwise, the avatar will be controlled by this supernatural power and become the future Buddha!
The technique of deduction is mysterious and mysterious. Ren Qinglian feels the turbulence around her, and she can faintly feel the extension of the power of fate. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is an evolutionary trend in the future.

After a long time, I saw him open his eyes again.

Every misfortune turns auspicious!

At the first glimpse of supernatural powers, all he could see was changes within three to five days, but these four words were enough to make him look forward to it.

This place is still on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and there are not many real demon kings and demon saints, and some are just those alien races who fled here during the ancient war of hundreds of clans.

For example, the huge stone city he was about to reach in front of him, according to Nine-Headed Insect's understanding, was the capital of the Winged Clan - Fengcheng!
The belief totem of the Wing Wing Clan is Jiufeng. This Jiufeng has another name called Ghost Che, which is the husband of Jiuying, the patriarch of the Snake Clan. In this way, they can survive in this [-] mountains. Understood.

In fact, in the later period of the Lich War, more and more Liches began to notice the talent and strong reproductive ability of the human race. A large part of the alien races in the ancient hundred clans were actually after the two Lich races integrated their blood into the human race. Slowly multiplying, the original purpose was actually to create a steady stream of fighters and people for them. After all, during the war, the population of the Liches and Demons dropped sharply, and they were a little stretched.

Until the complete end of the Lich War, these Inhuman races fused with the blood of the Lich have multiplied into a large group. They have inherited the blood of the witch or the demon, and they are uniquely blessed to practice witchcraft and magic. For a long time, After claiming to be gods and men, they look down on ordinary humans.

During the Hundred Clans War, those witches or demons who failed put their hopes on these Inhumans, trying to use their power to revive and regain their strength.

But the human race is self-improving, and the three human emperors passed down their own magic techniques, medical skills, and martial arts to the human race. After experiencing arduous battles, they stood out among the hundreds of races and became the real protagonists in this world.

Most of the Inhuman races disappeared on the stage of history in that barbaric era, and a small part, because of the help of some witches and monsters behind them, began to travel to Beiju Luzhou to continue to multiply and thrive, hoping to make a comeback.

It's just that the torch is passed on from generation to generation. What makes the human race powerful is not only their techniques and martial arts, but also the civilization of the entire human race.

What's more, the human race with a huge base has long been the target of preaching by various factions, and has become a powerful source of beliefs and incense for various factions. Under such circumstances, the re-emergence of aliens can only become a fantasy.

For the Winged Clan, from the beginning to the end, there are only two words in their life - fight!
It was the time of the Hundred Clans War before, and it is still the case now.

Although it is only the periphery of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and even though there is the Great Sage of the Snake Clan behind him, this is the Hundred Thousand Mountains after all, and the killing is happening almost all the time. I feel that only this kind of atmosphere can cultivate a real master.

If the Winged Clan wants to gain a firm foothold here, showing their worth is the only way.

All of this was only known by Ren Qinglian through the memory of Nine-Headed Insect.

And according to his calculations just now, this period of time is exactly when the Winged Clan is facing the test of the beast tide.

And the so-called turning evil into good fortune is obviously also related to this beast tide.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ren Qinglian's mouth could not help but twitched, she urged Boer to speed up her flight, and soon she arrived under Fengcheng.

The whole city has been surrounded by beasts all over the mountains and plains, and all kinds of roars are heard continuously. Ren Qinglian can clearly feel the trembling of Boer when he sits down, but this guy just wants to save face. fly forward.

As if in order to ease his tension, the tuberculosis suddenly yelled, "Master, there are a lot of bird people inside!"

Naturally, Ren Qinglian had seen the Winged Clan people in the city long ago, but Boer's rotten mouth opened at the wrong time. There were countless Winged Clan fighters patrolling around the city, and this "bird man" would soon be gone. It caused those people to look at them viciously.

But Ren Qinglian didn't care, she stepped on the big parrot, her sleeves fluttered, and kept scanning the monsters around the city.

There are countless monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but compared to those who have become spirits, they are very few. The origin of this beast tide is actually a selection contest about monsters. Every time the beast tide ends, there will be The demon saint sent his disciples to bring those monsters that stood out from the beast tide back to the mountain gate for enlightenment and teach them how to cultivate.

This is the way of inheritance belonging to the Yaozu, and the role played by these Winged Clans is nothing more than a whetstone.

At this moment, there was a violent cry in the sky above Fengcheng. Ren Qinglian turned around and saw that thousands of miles away behind him, a strange bird with a wing of over [-] meters, blood-red eyes, and three-legged golden monster was already lightning-like. fly over.

Feeling the powerful aura coming from that strange bird, Bohr couldn't help shivering.

"A worthless thing!" Ren Qinglian laughed and cursed, the wings of the strange bird shook, and hundreds of carved feathers turned into sharp swords and shot out through the air, and the target was actually them.

Those Wing Wing warriors who came up also stopped, "Three-legged Dark Crow! This guy is dead..."

This three-legged ghost crow already has the strength of a heavenly peak, and the dark energy all over his body has such a strong corrosive effect on living creatures, making it very difficult to deal with.

It's just that Ren Qinglian smiled lightly, and the next moment he snapped his fingers, a flame had already enveloped the three-legged ghost crow.

There was a shrill and strange cry, and there was only a drop of dark black blood essence left in the flames.

With a casual move, Ren Qinglian absorbed this drop of blood essence into her body.

Below Fengcheng, the appearance of Ren Qinglian has long attracted the attention of the experts of the Winged Clan. Seeing this scene at this time, they couldn't help opening their mouths.

"Ignore the power of Yin and Ming, condense the power of Yin and absorb blood, what, what is going on?" said an old man with black feathers.

"I don't know, this guy is obviously a human warrior, why can he absorb the power of the underworld to cultivate like those ghost cultivators, and also absorb the blood essence of the three-legged ghost crow!" Another white-feathered man wondered .

"Didn't you realize that the speed at which he refines those dark powers is much faster than those ghost cultivators! Moreover, in that flame, I feel a soul-shaking power!" The person who spoke A young woman with fiery red wings.

"How is this possible, Feng Yue, you are the last phoenix empress of our Winged Clan, what kind of fire can make your Nirvana True Fire feel threatened..." the old man with black feathers said in surprise.

(End of this chapter)