"In the far north, there is sea water that has condensed into ice, and under the ice floes can be obtained to refine the longbow of dark iron." The corpse calmly stared at the white-clothed woman in front of him, the Wu Ancestor next to him was in charge of the power of the earth and lost his mind, but Houtu always maintained the clarity of his heart, "The place where the immortal volcano Yuan Feng in the south of the flood is buried can be used to refine feather arrows from the white bones after his death, which has the effect of killing the ancient gods and demons." ”

Hou Tu was shocked, they were still struggling to survive in the flood famine when the three clans were in the catastrophe, but the peerless appearance of the Yuan Feng who flew over from the nine heavens, she had also seen it from afar, such as Si Huang Huanghe, and later died Yuan Shen was not there, but when he fell, he illuminated half of the flood famine, and now he has to use the bones of the other party.

"It's a pity that both places are harsh realms, and those who cultivate to non-great witches can't enter, and those who aren't destined for it can't get it." The corpse smiled slightly, "I see that there is a good shooter in the Gonggong clan, so I can give it a try." ”

"Thank you, sir, for your great kindness." Houtu immediately bowed down, "I just don't know how to reciprocate, if Mr. has orders, the Wu clan will never give up." ”

"I heard that there is a young sorcerer named Dispelling Evil among the Gonggong clan, and I deduce that he is in the same vein as me." The corpse pinched his fingers, still with an unfathomable smile on his face.

"In that case, I will return the gentleman's people." Houtu heard the song and knew the elegance, and immediately opened his mouth to promise.

Even the water seemed to flow slowly under the vast Xuan Ice in the Far North, and Hou Tu took Yi through the ice through the sea water to the Xuan Ice Layer, and under their feet was the Dark Iron with a silver glow all around them.

"Mother, is this it?" Yi turned his head to look at the silent woman beside him, the other party's white skirt rippled layer by layer behind the water waves, holy and ethereal.

"Go down." Hou Tu nodded, when she saw the young witch in front of her, she finally understood why the unknown witch of Zhou Mountain said that the other party was the destined person, in his blood, she felt the power of water and fire, they were intertwined and blended together, extremely intimate and extremely alienated, "You are from the Gonggong clan, your blood contains the ability to control the flow of water, after all, the Xuan Ice is still made of water, you can give it a try." ”

Yi Wenyan nodded, took off his robe, revealing his hardsuit upper body, and he reached out and slowly touched the ice.

The cold, the biting cold spread little by little along his fingertips to his whole body, as if even his blood was about to be frozen.

"Ice is caused by the cooling of water, and its essence is still water." Houtu stood behind him, watching the frost cover the other party's hands, and even soon spread all over his body, and couldn't help but whisper.

Yi is a very spiritual witch, he quickly broke through the ice, took out the dark iron, Hou Tuyi reached out and wrapped the dark iron with the thick soil without revealing the slightest trace.

After that they went to the immortal volcano.

The place where Yuan Feng fell was not originally in the Immortal Volcano, but after his death, the remaining Feng clan still brought his bones back to the place where they lived before.

Even when the three clans were at their peak, the clansmen of the Yuanfeng clan were really few, probably except for him who had a phoenix and a phoenix, and the rest included Vermilion Bird, Qingluan, Cormorant, Eagle Bao and Honghu The number of hands is clear, such as Vermilion Bird, Honghu is an old bachelor under the world, so many years are still single, Qingluan has a total of three sisters, the Eagle Eagle is a couple of couples, the number of Eagle Eagle is a little more, after the fall of Yuan Feng, they live in the immortal volcano, do not ask about foreign affairs, in addition to their own cultivation on weekdays, It's hard to go out once in a long time.

The immortal volcano is thousands of miles away, and it is not suitable for ordinary Wu clan to live, as for many of the demon clan, they used to be under the command of Yuan Feng, so naturally they will not come here to disturb, so it has more or less become a place that is difficult to touch in today's war.

And Yuan Feng's bones were placed under the mouth of the immortal volcano by them, wrapped in scorching magma.

When Houtu came over, they only took Yi with them, and they didn't intend to alarm Yuanfeng's ethnicity, they just wanted to secretly take Yuanfeng's remains and refine them into bone arrows to kill nine golden crows.

The hot magma of the crater tumbled from the ground, and the two fell down the mountain pass, the hotter it became, and there was not even a place to stay.

And at the end of the road, even the stable mountain stone was burned red, and a corpse was wrapped in this piece of magma, the prototype of Yuan Feng was very large, but its remains were only half of his body, wrapped in countless flames, showing the same color as white jade.

"Nine golden crows, we need at least nine arrows." At this time, Houtu is no longer the gentle and compassionate woman in the past, every day the children in the clan are dying of hunger and lack of water, she looked at Yuanfeng's skeleton, her eyes were cold and sharp, "The fire here can just be used to forge a sword, Yi, do you remember the mantra I asked you to recite all the way?" ”

“…… Remember. Yi nodded, until this time he suddenly remembered that the other party was one of the twelve ancestral witches, and such careful thinking and precise planning were worthy of being an old monster who had lived for many years.

Hou Tu nodded when he heard this, and with a wave of his hand, countless mountains and rocks and dust were tightly combined to form a huge melting pot.

Seeing this, Yi hurriedly drove the power of fire buried in the depths of his bloodline, colliding with countless magma and fire essences from the outside world, calcining the remains of Xuantie and Yuanfeng.

Forty-nine years have passed since then.

Forty-nine years is just a nap time for the golden crow bird with a long life, but it is an extremely torturous forty-nine years for the Wu clan.

From the beginning of the Golden Crow Bird's daily crossing of the famine, the withered plants only starved the weak cubs in the group to death at first, but later the abnormal weather caused the Linghua Lingzhi to change, and for forty-seven years, no cub was born in the Wu Clan, and the last trace of mercy in Houtu's heart also disappeared, she didn't believe that Di Jun didn't notice this, but obviously the Demon Emperor acquiesced to all this.

On the day when the bow and arrow were successfully refined, the immortal volcano, which had not rained for many years, had rained heavily for three days, and the rain poured down, and thousands of flowers withered overnight, as if sending the last elegy to Yuanfeng.

Houtu stood in the pouring rain, the rain wet her white clothes, ankle-length hair, she suddenly felt sad, when did it start? At the beginning of the Great Tribulation, she and her brothers and sisters were only thinking about livelihood and cultivation, but now they have a lot to think about, they have gained a lot, but they have also lost a lot.

"Hou Tu Niang." Yi stood beside her, and for a moment he felt as if the ancestral witch beside him was about to disappear.

"Let's go, every time the golden crow bird leaves from Yanggu, it will fly directly from Kunlun to Buzhou Mountain, what we have to do is to set up an ambush halfway, you only have one chance, understand?" The next moment, the people around her returned to the quiet and wise ancestral witch, she was so calm that she fell from the land to Kunlun Mountain with Yi, "And you must leave as soon as possible after you shoot arrows, we can't let the demon clan directly hold the reason for war." ”

"Understood." Yi nodded.

They didn't wait too long, and soon flew in from a distance with nine golden things.

For the nine little golden crows, they have a long period of infancy, and it has become a normal part of life to set out from Yanggu to see their younger brother every day, and they feel very happy on this day, because their stupid brother is finally going to break his shell in the forty-ninth year after they broke it!

#弟弟会不会像我们一样金灿灿#

#小号翻版的自己#

#看着最小的弟弟出壳就好像看着自己出壳一样#

Because of this, these little golden crows who are familiar with the road have lost their previous vigilance, and when the sharp sword with a sharp whistling sound penetrates their bodies, they are still thinking about what kind of greeting gift they bring to their young brother.

"Brother!" Lu Yan's shell had reached the most critical moment, but at this moment, he felt a violent palpitation in his heart, and the next moment, the scorching sun essence fire illuminated the entire room red, "Sir, I feel it, my brother, something happened to them." ”

The little golden crow, who came out of the eggshell and was still wet, struggled to fly up from the futon, but his weak wings could not support his body, and he was crooked and planted in Jin's arms.

"I'll take you there." Jin pinched his fingers and counted, and his heart sank.

As soon as they came out of the formation on the top of the mountain, they saw nine golden flames of light in the east falling to the ground like meteors, accompanied by the screams of the little golden crow!

"Brother!" Lu Yan's eyes cracked, and he struggled to fly out of Jin's arms.

"It's too late." Jin let go of him gently, and at that moment he recognized the nine arrows that were integrated into the body of the little golden crow, which were the remains of Yuan Feng, with the ability to destroy gods and demons, if Emperor Jun and Taiyi might be able to save the Yuan Shen from it, but for the nine young little golden crows, their bodies were still too immature, and all they could get was the destruction of their souls.

"And one more!" The feather arrows obtained by forging the Yuan Feng were exactly ten, and after the nine feather arrows killed the nine little golden crows one after another, Yi's eyes were aimed at the small golden crow bird.

"Bang!" Someone next to him pounced and slammed into him.

Yi looked back, but saw that it was an extremely strange sorcerer, who had a cultivation equivalent to his own, but there was not a trace of blood on his body.

"It's you." Yi reacted instantly, such a strange witch is only the father of the Houtu tribe, fifty years ago, the other party let go of a big demon's bloodline, so he was locked in the swamp and suffered from the pain of poison hoarseness for fifty years, the flesh and blood on his body were devoured little by little, and grew out little by little, he didn't expect that the other party could survive the punishment of fifty years and come back to life, "He is the bloodline of that big demon, right!" ”

"Leave him alone, he hasn't done anything." Kwafu's appearance has not changed from fifty years ago, except that his long hair has turned white from being bitten by poison for many years.

"You have been sentenced for fifty years to come out, and now you want to go in again?" Yi frowned.

"The person who made the mistake is already dead, why do you bother chasing after him, not to mention that the person with Xiao Yan is a god and demon that existed in ancient times, and you can't beat him at all." Father Kua looked at the sky quietly, his expression cold.

"Hmph." Yi snorted coldly, he naturally remembered Houtu's initial instructions, and immediately jumped into the water on the side, covering his tracks with the breath of the water.

Lu Yan quickly noticed the white-haired man standing not far from him, who looked at him with sad and gentle eyes.

"Your people did it, didn't you?" Lu Yan rushed over like a small cannonball, but fell down fiercely when he was still a few steps away from the other party, he hadn't learned to use his wings well after all.

“…… I'm sorry. Father Kua was nailed to the spot by Lu Yan with hatred in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Jin raised his hand and drew up a trick to collect the nine small golden crows that had no breath.

"I'm going to take my brothers back to Yanggu." Lu Yan hadn't yet transformed, and his tears wet the feathers around his eyes, making the little golden crow look pitiful and ridiculous.

"I won't leave Buzhou Mountain, do you need me to deliver a message to your fathers?" Jin was silent for a moment, "But I think they should sense it soon." ”

"I mean...... If I send my brothers back to Yanggu, can I still go back to Zhoushan to worship you as a teacher? Lu Yan glared at Kua's father, who saw him fall and wanted to lean over, and stared at Jin with his eyes.

“…… Good. Jin was silent for a moment and nodded, "If you can come back alive, I will take you as an apprentice, and you should be hunted down by the entire Wu clan now, I will cast a spell on you to hide your breath, but at the same time, your father can't find you, have you thought about it?" ”

"I've figured it out." Lu Yan nodded quickly.

"I hope to see you again." Jin put a jade ring on the claws of the little golden crow, and the jade ring contained the corpses of nine golden crows. 166 Reading Network