"It's a three-legged golden crow, right?" Song Renjia muttered as he stared at the golden bird that was a little feet long.

It's just that he will have a sense of intimacy with the three-legged golden crow, which makes Song Renjia feel a little surprised.

"That's the way it was when I first met Meng Fu. Li Jun, the Marquis of the Army, set up the Scorching Sun Peerless Heaven Array, and the formation formed a flame golden crow, and he was able to command the golden crow to carry out an attack at a critical moment and save three people. ”

Now that I think about it, it already seems that it was not normal at that time.

He didn't know how to arrange the Scorching Sun Heavenly Array, nor did he know how to control it, and this formation was not created by him, nor was it for him to manipulate.

But he just controlled it for a moment.

"In mythology, the three-legged golden crow is the messenger of the sun, and my golden pill is mainly condensed by the power core of the small sun......," Song Renjia pondered.

"Little Sun Power Core, what is it, is it just a simple source of infinite spiritual power?" Song Renjia began to doubt.

Of course, he didn't doubt the motives of the Winged Fairy, but he just felt that there were some things related to the secrets of the ancients, and I was afraid that the Winged Fairy might not know about it.

The three-legged golden crow in the sky roared, and the golden ripples spread out from him and scattered around. Spreading out into the abyss, streams of black spiritual power steamed, confronting this ripple.

It was obviously the power of the Yin Spirit, which was stirred up by the power that the Golden Crow had inadvertently emanated.

"What Song Xiaoyou said is really good, this magic has reacted. The Great Monk of Pure Dust smiled on the side.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and the power of the Yin Spirit under the ravine suddenly erupted and burst up.

The black mist rolled, making the pure dust monk's complexion change greatly. He immediately blocked in front of Luo Zhenren, a Buddha horn shouted, and the golden light around him shone brightly.

"Amitabha!"

There was a mighty thunder in the heavens and the earth, and a phantom figure of a big Buddha appeared behind the pure dust monk. I saw that the Jingchen monk pinched the seal with his left hand and slapped it out with one palm.

The golden palm print slapped against the black mist, bursting open, blasting the mist open.

However, something unexpected happened to Jingchen, and the scattered mist seemed to have a soul, and it reunited, forming a black fog dragon.

"Amitabha!"

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Jizo! Vajra Flame, Burn!"

The pure dust monk was covered with golden flames, and this flame was full of radiance, as if it was about to emit immeasurable light, and it was about to destroy the black fog dragon.

Song Renjia felt a fiery power, and this heat went straight to his soul, making him feel like his soul was going to be hot.

'Is this also a pure yang flame?' Song Renjia pondered.

The black fog dragon was indeed restrained, pressed to the ground by the immeasurable light, and let out a hoarse roar.

"Amitabha!"

The Pure Dust Monk shouted another Buddha call, sat down and the golden dragon burned with flames, and roared towards the black fog dragon.

In just a few turns, the black fog dragon was torn to pieces and reduced to nothing.

"This flame, I don't know when I will be able to cultivate it?" Song Renjia was a little envious, he also cultivated Vajra Mental Power, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

When the vajra mind power is cultivated to the Mahayana realm, it can also emit vajra flames.

The great monk of Jingchen had a solemn face, and said to Song Renjia: "Master Song, there are people hidden under this ravine, and I am afraid that they are Lao Gao's fierce enemies. ”

"The master is a Golden Immortal cultivator, right?" Song Renjia asked.

"Amitabha, the old man is the Western Heavenly Dragon King Kong, and he is a golden immortal cultivator. Jingchen said.

"This underground Qin general should also be a golden immortal cultivator, and it shouldn't be an ordinary golden immortal. Song Renjia said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black fog under the ground rose again. This time, it wasn't just a little bit of the ground under Huangsha City, from the distant hill to Huangsha City, the entire ravine rose with a black thick fog.

This made Jingchen's face change greatly, and after a Buddha call, the King Kong flame on his body burned even more vigorously.

"Where is the monk, dare to stop my Daqin's footsteps?" A clear voice came from the ground, and a warrior in black armor stepped on a fog dragon and flew up.

"This armor style is another Great Qin's general. Song Renjia said.

"Monk, hold your name. General Qin asked loudly.

"Amitabha, the old man purifies the dust. ”

"Who are you?" Song Renjia asked in a loud voice.

"Senior Jindan, do you also need to ask my name?" The black armor Qin general was quite arrogant, and when he looked at it with one look, the power of the Yin Spirit under his feet was partly separated, turned into a black long sword, and attacked towards the Song Renjia.

The black sword was so fast that Song Renjia was powerless to dodge at all. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the black sword with one hand and crushed it.

Zhang Lingyue appeared beside Song Renjia and winked at him.

"Who are you? A yin spirit breath should be a person from the netherworld. General Qin asked.

"You don't know her?" Song Renjia was stunned, this general in front of him should be a Qin general, right?

"Little general, he's not qualified to ask you, so how about I ask?" Zhang Lingyue showed an innocent look: "The little general is majestic and heroic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he must be a general who can't sit down in the first emperor, right?"

Although this Qin general's face was yellow, he had no beard and looked young. Zhang Lingyue's words made him very useful, he assisted the hilt of the sword on his waist, puffed up his chest, and said: "The first emperor sits down on the right guard of the tiger ben, and the king is punished." ”

"Tiger Ben, Wang Xing?" Song Renjia frowned, he had never heard of this number and name.

"This fellow Daoist, since you are also from the Netherworld, would you like to come to the First Emperor to accomplish some meritorious deeds?" Wang Xing asked Zhang Lingyue.

"Oh, that sounds interesting?" Zhang Lingyue showed an interested look, "Your family's first emperor, isn't it powerful?"

"The First Emperor is carried by the heavens, and the future will rule the Three Realms after all. Wang Xing said, "This time, this heaven is no longer the heaven of the heavenly court, but the heaven of the heavenly dao. ”

"Sounds amazing. Zhang Lingyue floated towards Wang Xing, and touched Wang Xing's armor with one hand.

"Little General, you are so young and promising, you must be very used by Your Majesty, right?" Zhang Lingyue asked in a charming voice.

"Naturally, I am the deputy commander of the right guard of the First Emperor Tiger Guard. Wang Xing said proudly.

"Oh, the little general is so young and promising, isn't he even an orthodox leader? I think you are fully competent. Zhang Lingyue smiled.

"No, compared to him, naturally convinced. Wang Xing shook his head and said.

"Who is he?" Zhang Lingyue asked.

"His name is Wang Ben, he became famous as a young man, he has outstanding achievements, and his strength is indeed not comparable to me. Wang Xing said.

"Wang Ben?" Song Renjia raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he was also resurrected?

"Little general, what are you ranking under the First Emperor?" I went, how many can you rank?" Zhang Lingyue asked again.

"Under the command of the First Emperor, there are more than 100 generals like me, and those who are stronger than me are more than ten fingers. Wang Xing said.

"Then, the First Emperor ......" Zhang Lingyue asked another question, but Wang Xing still answered.

Song Renjia also felt it, Zhang Lingyue exerted his charm ability, and he was punishing the king.

And Wang Xing seemed to be really fascinated by Zhang Lingyue, just like the Huwei Great Immortal who voluntarily sacrificed his life, confiding a lot of news.

And this question and answer also delayed a lot of time, so that the three-legged golden crow in the sky gradually took shape.