The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Whether it was Wu Yu or the other Eleven Great Venerables, the phantom of Jinpeng who suddenly appeared after seeing the three-legged Golden Crow was all surprised.

However, he saw the three-legged Golden Crow screaming, and instantly passed behind Wu Yu. The three sharp claws directly grabbed Wu Yu's shoulders. Wu Yu kicked back again, kicked the three-legged Golden Crow's sharp claws away, and clenched his fists. Golden Crow's bird head.

The three-legged Golden Crow's figure flashed, and Wu Yu's fist fluttered into the air.

Qin Xuan, who was above the cloud top, held the jug in his hand, and looked lazily at the battle between the three-legged golden crow and Wu Yu below. When he saw the Kunpeng phantom behind the three-legged golden crow, he shook a little (bjaa) in disappointment. shook his head.

The Kunpeng Treasure Technique he taught Donghuang Taiyi was the most attacking technique among the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques. Unexpectedly, it was used directly by Donghuang Taiyi's son as a secret technique for escape...

"Die fat chicken, if you have a seed, stop for me."

Although Wu Yu is the pinnacle of Emperor Zhundi, compared to the three-legged Golden Crow, he has no advantage in the air.

What's more, Sanjin Jinwu actually has that mysterious movement technique. If the Three-legged Golden Crow just avoids it, it won't help the Three-legged Golden Crow for a long time.

"Cut, this prince doesn't have a species compared to a human woman."

The three-legged Golden Crow fluttered its own wings, and was not at all fooled by Wu Yu's aggressive actions.

"This three-legged Jinwute is cunning, and the ten sisters alone can't help it. Let's work together as brothers and sisters to drag it down from the sky."

Seeing Wu Yu and the Three-legged Golden Crow chasing me in the air, and letting the Three-legged Golden Crow dodge each time, Wu Tian immediately looked around and suggested to the other ten Great Venerables.

Everyone nodded in unison, and the eleven Great Venerables jumped into the air, chasing after the three-legged Golden Crow in the air.

Originally, the realm was no stronger than Wu Yu, and the real fire of the sun that he relied on could not even help Wu Yu's nearly completed Saint Physique. The three-legged Golden Crow could only be fled by her everywhere in the air.

Now seeing the other eleven Great Seniors also chasing after him, the Three-legged Golden Crow only felt aggrieved in his heart.

The human soldiers and soldiers who returned to the Wucheng city and the fierce beasts that were densely packed outside the city only heard the tragic birdsong from the sky, and also saw countless golden feathers with flames falling down.

It fell on the plain and caused a group of flames, which frightened the beasts to flee in a panic, and in a short while the wave of beasts surrounding the Wucheng retreated by half.

"This prince is dissatisfied!"

A wailing sounded again between the heavens and the earth, and then a three-legged Golden Crow, almost all its feathers had been stripped, fell directly from the sky, and with a "bang" a huge pit was smashed into the ground.

The twelve great deities were hanging in the air, slapping the golden crow feathers on their hands one by one, looking at the gray-faced three-legged golden crow in the pit and burst into laughter.

"If you dare to be arrogant again, I will bake you directly next time."

Wu Yu, the tenth eldest among the twelve, snorted at the three-legged Golden Crow.

Old Qi Wuyin, who was about to speak, suddenly sensed a powerful aura, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

He turned back and waved a strong energy, tearing the space with a sound of breaking the sky and rushing towards the clouds somewhere on the top of the cloud.

"Ouch my wine!"

The Twelve Great Venerables only heard the distressed voice of a man behind the cloud, and then as the cloud was washed away by Wu Yin's energy, everyone saw a man in a purple long gown with fluttering purple hair who was bending over and holding his hands. of a jug.

The sky was clear and clear, but in the eyes of Wu Yin and the others, the man's angular face was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Beneath the pair of sword brows, those slightly long and narrow eyes are as deep as the vast universe of stars, making people unable to help but want to sink deep into them.

The straight bridge of the nose is like a knife, and the pursed lips are slightly upturned, revealing a shallow smile, as if reassuring that he was holding the fallen jug.

Wu Yin, who had burst out with a murderous aura just a second ago, now sees the man's familiar face with the conspicuous purple hair, and his pretty face softens.

With nostalgia and surprise in his eyes, he subconsciously called out the name.

"It's really Brother Qin Xuan!"

The other eleven Great Venerables also had surprises on their faces. Everyone flew towards Qin Xuan at the top of the cloud, and Qin Xuan, who saw that he had appeared in front of them, smiled and waved at them helplessly.

Originally, he didn't intend to appear so soon. He just hid in the clouds and watched the three-legged Golden Crow being bullied by the Twelve Great Venerables. He couldn't help laughing when he almost plucked all his feathers, causing his own breath to leak out, and only then was Wu Yin. aware.

Looking at the twelve brothers and sisters in front of him who hadn't seen each other for thousands of years, Qin Xuan felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"haven't seen you for a long time.".

Chapter [-]: The Nine Sons of the Golden Crow

These four simple words contain a lot of friendship.

Looking at Qin Xuan with a smile on his face in front of him, the Twelve Great Venerables only felt that their eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, as if they were crying with joy because they saw Qin Xuan again.

"Good brother, long time no see."

Wu Tianwudi's two elder brothers hug Qin Xuan carelessly, and patted Qin Xuan's back with a big hand. If Qin Xuan was still in the realm of saints at the beginning, it is estimated that they would be directly affected by them. It fell apart.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Shi, don't you feel moved when you see me~?"

Qin Xuan looked at the only two women in the Twelve Great Honors and asked with a laugh, that when Wu Yin and Wu Yu were taught by Qin Xuan to practice, they were not less criticized by Qin Xuan.

One is that Qin Xuan pays attention to it because of his amazing talent, and the other is that he is too stupid and always makes Qin Xuan unsatisfied.

"I'm moved, how can I not~ dare~ move!"

Wu Yu, who was ranked tenth among the twelve, bit his lip directly, and looked at Qin Xuan in front of him and kicked him hard, almost not kicking Qin Xuan off the top of the cloud.

"Don't say that this girl dares not touch you, how long has it been since you left last time, don't you miss us?"

"Don't worry about Qin Xuan, ten sisters have been obsessed with you for thousands of years."

Wu Di directly bumped into Qin Xuan's shoulder and said softly.

"Who missed him?!"