This golden crow, which was in the realm of transformation, actually made He Daochang feel a sense of powerlessness, and his attack hit the golden crow's body as if it was tickling, and it didn't hurt at all, but every time the golden crow made a move, He Daochang and the four of them hurriedly dodged, and they were extremely embarrassed.

And the rest of the people are besieging the other golden crow with Lu He.

"Roar!"

Flames erupted from the mouth of the golden crow, and a high-level monk of the Mortal Realm was distracted, and he was directly sprayed.

In an instant, flames burned on the surface of his body, and the whole person struggled violently in the air, and a terrible wail came out of his mouth.

After a few breaths, his body quickly fell and fell into the water.

Lu He looked down, but saw that even though the person's body had fallen into the sea, the flames on his body had not been extinguished, but the sea water had evaporated in an instant.

What a strong flame!

Lu He took a deep breath and shouted, "You all go and block those golden crows, this one, leave it to me!"

"What?"

Sanyu, who was closest to Lu He, was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Go!"

Lu He saw that Jun Heijian and Qin Ye were a little unable to hold on at this time, and hurriedly yelled.

Everyone woke up like a dream, glanced at Lu He with complicated expressions, and then rushed to the hundreds of golden crows.

Bing Ying didn't go, holding an ice-blue long sword at this time, while dexterously dodging the attack of the golden crow, and stabbing the golden crow with her sword from time to time.

Jin Wuben was extremely fast, but Bing Ying was much more flexible than him, at this time, the focus of his attack was on Bing Ying's body, but he couldn't hit Bing Ying, and couldn't help roaring angrily: "You are also a demon clan with the perfection of the Mortal Realm, why are you so dodging, without a bit of manhood, why don't you fight with me in a dignified manner?"

"I'm a woman. ”

Bingying's expression was calm, and while leaving out this sentence, Liu twisted her waist and dodged a claw of the golden crow.

Hearing this, Jin Wudian was speechless and stopped talking.

Lu He has been showing weakness, and now he is showing the combat power of an ordinary high-level monk of the Human Race Transformation Realm.

He has to find a suitable opportunity, and then shoot directly, preferably to seriously injure this golden crow with one move.

Although it is not a big problem for Lu He to use the fourth-order madness supernatural power to kill this golden crow that has completed the transformation realm, Lu He's fourth-order madness supernatural power has a fatal flaw, that is, the spiritual power in his body will be drained after use, and it is difficult to even maintain flight.

Now on the battlefield, there is not only this golden crow with a complete transformation realm, if Lu He's spiritual power is drained at this time, then the aftermath of any attack can kill him.

After all, it's not a game, and no teammates can't hurt each other.

Without using the fourth-order madness supernatural power, Lu He and Bingying joined forces, and they couldn't take this golden crow for a while, and they could only dodge the golden crow's attack.

"Burn, burn me, burn the sky!"

The golden crow was annoyed by the hiding, and let out an angry cry from his mouth, his wings spread out his sharp beak to the sky, and his mouth let out a loud and sharp cry.

In an instant, the sky was dyed red.

Countless huge fireballs fell from the sky, as fast as lightning.

As far as the eye could see, the sky was full of flames, countless fireballs, and the figure of the golden crow was as huge as a mountain peak, and its body exuded a dazzling golden light.

The scene in front of me seems to be the end of the world.

Rumble!

Those two mid-level cultivators of the Mortal Transformation Realm couldn't dodge the lightning-fast fireball at all, and they were directly hit by the fireball, and their bodies vaporized like sea water in an instant, and they died.

"Damn it!"

A high-level female monk who came out of the Windy City together, her pretty face was full of anger, and when she dodged the fireball, she was directly pierced through her body with her sharp beak by a golden crow of the middle level of the Mortal Realm.

The distance between them was so close that the friar could even see the taunt in the huge eyes of the golden crow.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the high-level female monk of the Metamorphosis Realm actually chose to explode the spiritual power of her whole body, accompanied by boundless blood rain, and the golden crow of the middle level of the Metamorphosis Realm was wiped out.

"Xiaochan!"

On the other side, while Zhang Yang dodged the fireball, he also saw this scene, and his eyes suddenly cracked, and a terrible scream came out of his mouth.

The monk was the one who had picked up his weapon on the deck of the boat and had comforted him, and the two had had some affection for each other because they had worked together many times before, but they hadn't opened the window yet.

But now, the beloved died in front of him.

Zhang Yang's eyes instantly turned red, and blood-colored flames burned on the long knife in his hand.

He Daochang was taken aback and shouted: "Burn life and cultivation, you don't want to die!"

Although there are some festivals between He Daochang and Zhang Yang, it is only a battle of words, far from the point of not dying.

"I want him dead!"

Zhang Yang let out an angry roar from his mouth, and at the cost of burning his own life and cultivation, his figure instantly moved behind the golden crow who had completed the mortal realm.

Then, the long knife was raised.

In the sky, endless spiritual power was sucked into his long knife.

A huge sword qi hundreds of meters long, with the aura of destruction of everything, slashed fiercely at the back of the golden crow.

Jin Wu had already noticed that his speed was already faster than Zhang Yang, and at this time, he turned his body directly and wanted to dodge.

But Zhang Yang's knife burned his own life and cultivation, and the speed of this knife was so fast that Jin Crow couldn't dodge it at all.

Rumble!

With an incomparably loud sound of breaking the air, the right wing of the golden crow was directly cut off by this knife.

Burst!

Blood spurted out of Zhang Yang's mouth, and although the lethality of this attack was huge, it burned at least a hundred years of his life.

Using his own essence and blood as fuel, this knife is by no means an ordinary attack.

"Roar!"

The Golden Crow, who had completed the Mortal Realm, let out a sharp roar from his mouth, and suddenly turned around, so fast that no one could react.

A huge fireball erupted, and the fireball exploded in front of Zhang Yang's body.

The flames instantly attached to Zhang Yang's body, even if Zhang Yang was a monk who had completed the Mortal Realm, but in the face of this kind of flame of the Golden Crow, he had no ability to resist at all.

Zhang Yang's body slowly fell into the seawater.

"Zhang Yang!"

He Daochang roared angrily, watching Zhang Yang fall into the sea, but he was powerless to save him.

"Bastard, you hurt me!"

The golden crow roared, and the golden light all over his body skyrocketed, and after a few breaths, a new wing was born from the broken place.

This is the innate supernatural power of the Golden Crow clan, reborn with severed limbs, burning his own natal essence blood, but he can grow new body parts in the shortest possible time.

In the sky, the fireball fell rapidly, and from a distance, it seemed as if it was raining fire in the sky.

Under the cover of that fireball, the golden crow with the perfection of the Mortal Realm had just grown new wings, and rushed towards He Daochang, who was closest to him.