Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

It's just that this time the green light flashed, but the effect was not as immediate as before.

The ten golden crows soared high and soared above the nine heavens, and the real fire of the sun on their bodies was surging and worshiping, making them burn the earth like ten great suns.

The Golden Crow Prince looked at the other nine brothers and said in a cold voice: "This shaman of the Wu clan claims to be a great venerable, and he must have the strength of a Da Luo Jinxian. Die this man!"

"Brother is right!"

"All according to Big Brother's arrangement!"

All the golden crows responded one after another.

At this moment, they were not blinded by the robbery as Xiao Huangli thought, and they lost all reason, and they only acted according to their desires.

They made such a decision, not because of any other factors, but purely because of the deep-seated hatred between the Lich and the Witch race, as well as the pride of not being able to see each other.

Little Huangqi didn't expect this, and didn't know what to do for a while.

On the bank of the East China Sea, Grand Master Kuafu heard the conversation of the Golden Crows, and laughed loudly: "Just because you flat-haired bastards in the Taiyi realm want to refine me to death?"

This undisguised sarcasm dispelled the last trace of hesitation of the Golden Crow Prince, and he roared angrily: "The sun burns the sky! Open!"

"start!"

"start!"

……

Ten shouts of anger sounded one after the other, ten rounds of great suns gathered into formation, and the raging and violent real fire of the sun shook out. In just an instant, the rivers and rivers along the East China Sea were scorched, the sea evaporated, and the plains were dry and cracked everywhere. Trees withered and withered.

The sky began to rain fire, and the endless sun fell down like raindrops of real fire.

In the Great Sun Burning Heaven Formation, there was a column of fire falling straight down to the sky, enveloping Grand Master Kuafu, intending to refine him with the frightening high temperature of the true sun fire.

"How dare you flat-haired bastards!"

With a roar, Kuafu used the supernatural powers of heaven and earth, his figure instantly swelled like a mountain, and he swung his wooden staff, which had also swelled billions of times, to hit the golden crows in the sky.

With just one blow, the Great Sun Burning Heaven Formation was nearly shattered.

Several young Golden Crows were terrified and wanted to flap their wings and escape.

The Golden Crow Prince shouted quickly: "Don't panic! This Wu clan man is the great master of the Houtu tribe, and he has infinite supernatural power when he steps on the loess, but they can't leave the earth! We brothers just need to fly a little higher and a little farther away." !"

While speaking, he already vibrated his wings and flew upwards vigorously.

The rest of the little golden crows also followed suit and flew up into the sky, but the Great Sun Burning Heaven Formation never stopped, releasing endless true sun fire all the time.

Grand Master Kuafu was burnt by the real fire of the sun, his eyebrows, hair and beard sparkled, and his sweat was like paste, which was evaporated by the high temperature before it rolled off.

He took a deep breath of the fiery air, and his body swelled up again. While swinging his stick to hit the Golden Crows, he roared angrily, "Don't run, you little bastards! Aren't you trying to train me to death!"

The ten little golden crows are not fools either, how could they use their Taiyi level cultivation to confront him head-on, completely ignoring him, and immediately flying to a higher sky when they saw him swinging his staff to hit him.

……

In the Dongyi tribe, which is hundreds of thousands of miles westward on the coast of the East China Sea, Zhunti sat under a dead tree with a crooked neck, avoiding the scorching sun with the shade of a tree about the size of Zhang Xu.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he slightly raised his head to look at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, did you come to ask me about my crimes?"

Opposite him, Liu Bai was bathed in the sunlight, and said expressionlessly, "The sage thinks he's guilty?"

Zhunti nodded, shook his head again, and sighed softly: "My scheming has caused the prehistoric creatures to suffer miserably, but also because of my scheming, the process of calamity has been accelerated, giving back to the world, and the prehistoric world will be more stable. Fellow Daoist Do you think I'm guilty or innocent?"

Liu Bai still had no expression on his face, since he cut out the good corpse, he seldom smiled anymore.

"I don't judge what is right and wrong, but the saint shouldn't put me in the calculation."

Zhunti smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist helped the reincarnation in the Nether Blood Sea, conspired to seize the Chaos Clock, and successively killed the two generals of the monster clan, Dongjun and Jimeng, and more or less participated in the Lich Calamity. Why don't you want to help me? But isn't the weight of the God Killing Spear not heavy enough?"

Liu Bai frowned slightly, not surprised by Zhuang's words.

The saint is detached from the prehistoric world, and can look at the past and the future. As long as he has a heart to calculate, he wants to know what happened to the Nether Blood Sea, but it is as easy as breathing.

Even if he couldn't figure out the specific details related to Liu Bai, but starting from Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng Demon Master and others, he could still deduce the incident in all its details.

What really made Liu Bai feel uncomfortable was why Zhunti thought that a broken gun could make him shoot?

Even if he guessed that he needed an innate treasure for killing evil corpses, but this god-killing spear was broken after all.

It's just a broken innate treasure, does he think it can be compared to the Chaos Clock?

Zhunti seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "I have always been barren in the west, and this treasure is the greatest sincerity I can offer. But it doesn’t necessarily mean there is no possibility of repair.”

Liu Bai thought to himself, you have been holding it in your hands for many years, and you haven't seen it repaired yet.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly moved.

If you can't cultivate well, you may not be able to cultivate yourself.

Reminiscent of the need to ingest a huge amount of energy when repairing the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, then repairing the God-killing Spear probably required a huge amount of ferocious evil energy.

And this ferocious evil spirit, he just happened to be able to quickly obtain it with the help of the sign-in system.

Thinking of this, Liu Bai felt a little more at ease, but his face remained calm, he just followed Zhun Ti's words and said: "The sage complains every day about being poor, but I have heard that in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, there are six pure roots. There are bamboos, wonderful trees with seven treasures, merit pools with eight treasures...all of them are first-class treasures."

There was a look of embarrassment in Zhunti's eyes, and then he said seriously: "Unexpectedly, fellow Taoists know very well about the few treasures in my west, but those are the treasures that my west suppresses luck. If fellow daoists are willing to enter my west Teach me, what's the harm in giving all these to fellow Taoists?"