Nima, here we go again.

Although the divine body is very powerful, it can instantly plunder a lot of energy in the flames, but alas, the energy contained in this flame is too terrifying, Zhang He has no doubt at all, the energy contained in these flames is definitely far more than all the energy in the body of a Jindan stage cultivator, and this energy is still so violent.

Although the energy contained in the plundering flame is of great benefit to the improvement of the divine body, however, Jin Wu is not Zhang He's sparring partner, but wants to kill his flat-haired livestock, Zhang He does not dare to let this flame burn himself alive to seriously injure himself.

The speed was terrifying, and at the moment when the flames came to his face, Zhang He had already flashed out of a distance of ten zhang, successfully avoiding the attack of the Golden Crow.

As soon as the blow missed, the golden crow immediately became angry, and then let out an angry black cry, and with its angry cry, the other nine golden crows finally began to act.

Ten golden crows swooped down from all directions, and ten flames swept in from all directions, making Zhang He unable to dodge, avoiding, Nima, looking at the golden crows that attacked at the same time, Zhang He was also angry, and he didn't bother to dodge, but turned his head to look at the golden crow that was the smallest in size and covered the smallest area by the flames it spewed, and sat back and waited for it to dive.

Zhang He was very depressed, because even the smallest golden crow was actually very vigilant, and he didn't give himself a chance to fight in close quarters at all, and swooped down from the sky, opened his mouth to highlight the flames in the sky, and when he was still five meters away from him, he had already risen into the sky, and returned to the sky again, leaving Zhang He with nothing to do.

Nima, brother doesn't believe it, you can still breathe fire endlessly, looking at the golden crow hovering above his head, Zhang He simply let it go, trying his best to run the Hongmeng Pregnant God Decision, and resisting the power of the flame with all his might, I have to say that the power of the golden crow flame is indeed amazing, although Zhang He also successfully plundered a lot of the energy in the flame, but he was still seriously injured, his skin was scorched, and even his deep muscles were burned a lot.

But fortunately, after finding that he and his companions failed to burn Zhang He to death with a joint blow, the leader Jin Wu did not rashly attack again, but led his companions to circle around Zhang He.

Nima, finally know how powerful my brother is, right? While running the Hongmeng Pregnancy God Decision with all his might, Zhang He, who was seriously guarding the Golden Crows, couldn't help but think viciously, brother, how many flames do you still have?

In the tense confrontation, the leader Jin Crow finally couldn't help it, let out a piercing black cry again, and immediately rushed towards Zhang He first, but this time, the Jin Crow didn't breathe fire anymore, but stretched out a third foot like a sharp blade.

The black claws were like knives, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and they grabbed Zhang He's head viciously, and there was a big claw to smash Zhang He's brain, Nima, and finally willing to fight in close quarters.

Looking at the leader Jin Crow who swooped down, the corners of Zhang He's mouth involuntarily rose with a cold color, and in the face of Jin Crow's claws, Zhang He not only did not retreat an inch, but immediately stretched out his right hand and went straight to the claws of the leader Jin Crow.

The claws were like swords, with the whistling wind and unstoppable force, almost splitting Zhang He's right palm in two, but even so, Zhang He still grabbed the claws of the golden crow, and was instantly brought into the air by the golden crow that suddenly rose into the sky.

Hongmeng Pregnant God decided to unfold with all his strength, like a powerful dehydrator, frantically pumping the energy on Jin Crow's body, and Zhang He also immediately slammed his strength, like a horizontal bar world champion, suddenly turned over and rode on the broad back of Jin Crow, and strangled the neck of the leader Jin Crow.

Feeling the rapid reduction of his own energy, the leader Jin Crow couldn't help but let out a furious black cry, and the black-red flames also instantly came out of its whole body, making it seem to have turned into a pile of burning dry wood, but the temperature of this black-red flame was so high that it was many times higher than ordinary flames, which made Zhang He involuntarily feel a heart-rending burning pain, and also made Zhang He involuntarily feel that he was about to be burned to ashes.

But even so, Zhang He still didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, but his hands and feet were tightened, for fear of being thrown out by the golden crow that would rise to the sky and swoop rapidly.

It is undeniable that the energy contained in the leading Jin Crow has indeed reached a terrifying level, at least, it is much more than the energy contained in the body of the master in the late Yuan Infant stage, and it is also much more refined.

The plundering ability of Hongmeng Pregnant God after the full force is indeed amazing, although the energy in Jin Crow's body is amazing, but with Zhang He's crazy plunder, the leader Jin Crow is also becoming weak at an alarming speed.

The leader Jin Wu was in a hurry, and rushed into the sky with Zhang He in a furious black cry, but then he swooped down at a terrifying speed, and went straight to the ground.

Nima, this thing is crazy, isn't it? Feeling the whistling wind in his ears and looking at the rapidly approaching ground, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a heartbeat, but even so, Zhang He still refused to let go of Jin Wu's body, because Zhang He knew very well that this was his only chance.

Zhang He could only gamble, betting that Jin Crow would not really choose to die with him, but as the ground approached rapidly, Zhang He still couldn't help but feel a palpitation, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was in front of him, which made Zhang He's heart jump out of his throat uncontrollably, because Zhang He believed that at this terrifying speed, if this leading Jin Crow really went crazy, even if he couldn't kill himself this time, it was very possible to knock himself unconscious.

If he passed out in a coma, he could only be slaughtered by the golden crows, so Zhang He was very nervous, so nervous that he almost couldn't breathe, but even so, Zhang He still refused to relax the golden crow's body.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters ......, looking at the ground in a flash, Zhang He was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, but fortunately, he was right, just when he was only less than half a meter away from the ground, the leader Jin Crow finally gave up the dive, at the last moment of "the plane was destroyed and people died", the leader Jin Crow suddenly rose into the sky, but even so, Zhang He's feet that hooked Jin Crow's abdomen still hit the ground hard, setting off a dull loud noise, and it also brought Zhang He involuntarily sent out a trembling pain.

Zhang He clearly felt that the bones of his feet that collided with the ground had all been shattered, and he also clearly felt that in the subsequent brief friction with the ground, the muscles on his feet were almost worn out, but even so, Zhang He still gritted his teeth and firmly clamped the leader Jin Crow.

The leader Jin Crow was very strong, but under Zhang He's crazy plunder, it quickly became weak, and the raging flames became weaker and weaker, which made Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement, and couldn't help but become even more crazy.

The leading golden crow finally had no energy to continue to support the burning of the flames, and no longer continued to dive, but stopped motionless in the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and let out a crazy black cry.

The leader of the Golden Crow stopped fighting, or rather, stopped fighting on his own, but the other nine Golden Crows became frantic and rushed towards Zhang He frantically in a high-speed circle.

The claws of the golden crow were all like sharp swords, all with the sound of whistling wind, and suddenly attacked, making Zhang He involuntarily feel a palpitation, but unfortunately, Zhang He only dared to free one hand to protect the fatal head with all his might.

The claws of the golden crow were like a sword, and they grabbed the back of Zhang He's head fiercely, and then looked at Zhang He, and his right palm also suddenly turned into a claw, and he fiercely met the claws of the golden crow, and when the claws of the golden crow were about to grab the back of his head, he grabbed the claws of the golden crow.

The claws were like swords, instantly cutting half of Zhang He's palm, but the claws of the golden crow were also grabbed by Zhang He in the palm of his hand, so that it lost the opportunity to dive down again, and with the full operation of Hongmeng's pregnant god, the golden crow that was caught suddenly found that the energy in his body also surged to Zhang He like a tide.

The captured Jin Crow was also crazy, and couldn't help but let out a crazy black cry, and then a raging fire ignited, frantically burning Zhang He's right arm.

The intense burning pain made Zhang He couldn't help but let out a painful snort, but even so, Zhang He still grabbed the claws of the golden crow, so that it could not spread its wings and go away.

The captured Jin Crow began to struggle frantically, but unfortunately, it couldn't break free from Zhang He's right hand.

Zhang Heqiang endured the severe pain, and while strangling the leader Jin Crow, he tightly grabbed the captured Jin Crow, but when he was desperately fighting against the two Golden Crows, the claws of the other eight Jin Crows had already grabbed his defenseless back, taking away eight pieces of palm-sized flesh from his back, leaving eight bloody wounds.

Nima, looking at the eight golden crows that swooped down frantically again, Zhang He was also crazy, and suddenly exerted his strength in the redness of both sides, pulled the golden crow in front of him, and bit the neck of the golden crow like a beast.

Zhang He, who had already been in a state of madness by the golden crows, completely forgot that these golden crows were not really golden crows, but just the phantom of the golden crows that had been substantiated, so Zhang He bit down with a mouth, not only did not bite the neck of the golden crow, but let the golden crow take the opportunity to rush into his body.

Nima, what the hell is this stuff? Looking at the remaining half of the golden claw on his hand, feeling the hot energy rushing into his body, Zhang He couldn't help but feel speechless for a while.

It looks like a phantom, but the texture is so obvious, even the claws that were decisively abandoned by the golden crow are so real, this, what the hell is this? The golden crow, which was like a phantom, but not a phantom, made Zhang He involuntarily fall into a momentary loss of consciousness, but in an instant, a sharp pain that was simply unbearable surged from Zhang He's body, making Zhang He couldn't help but let out a roar of pain.

And with Zhang He's roar in the sky, the other eight golden crows also rushed towards Zhang He's open mouth without hesitation, and all of them rushed into Zhang He's body in the blink of an eye.

Nima, is this the situation of Shenma? Just when Zhang He was wondering, bursts of heart-rending burning pain suddenly spread from every cell in his body, making his body tremble involuntarily, and not only that, in the blink of an eye, there was also an unbearable sharp pain in his sea of consciousness, which made Zhang He instinctively let go of the neck of the leader Jin Crow and covered his head vigorously.

And with the relaxation of his hands, the leader Jin Crow, who was pressed by him to death, also got out of Zhang He's control, and entered his body from Zhang He's mouth in the blink of an eye, losing the burden of Jin Crow, Zhang He, who couldn't fly in the air, soon fell straight to the ground like a falling object from a high altitude, but Zhang He, who had a splitting headache, didn't have the energy to pay attention to these, still covering his head stiffly, still roaring frantically in the sky.

Thousands of meters in the air passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang He, who was still distracted by the severe headache, soon slammed into the ground in the "chic" free fall movement, setting off a dull loud noise.

It is undeniable that since he advanced to the realm of divine body determination, Zhang He's physical strength has indeed made a qualitative leap, and the violent collision that fell straight down from a height of thousands of meters only made Zhang He feel a shock, and did not cause any substantial damage to Zhang He.

The violent collision did not bring Zhang He any damage, but the problem was that the severe pain in Zhihai became more and more intense, making Zhang He want to smash his head with one palm and die happily.

In the midst of the roar of the exhaustion, Zhang He's sea of consciousness finally appeared out of thin air with ten golden crow phantoms, "Damn human." In the sea of knowledge, the leader Jin Crow's eyes were red, and he said with hatred, "Damn human, you dare to offend the majesty of our Golden Crow Divine Beast, you are doomed." ”

The severe headache made Zhang He lose the strength to scold, but looking at the ten golden crow phantoms that successfully drilled into his sea of knowledge, Zhang He's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

Everyone in the world knows that cultivators have two major lives, one is the dantian, and the other is the sea.

Zhang He didn't doubt it at all, if these ten damn golden crows put a few fires in his sea of knowledge, I am afraid that he would really have to explain here, "What do you want?" Zhang He stared at the golden crow in the sea of knowledge and asked in a deep voice.

"The Golden Crow clan is the son of the ancient Heavenly Emperor, and its majesty does not allow offense, although your body is too weak, but in order to punish you for your offense, I still decided to let my tenth brother take you away."

The words of the leader Jin Wu made Zhang He couldn't help but feel a palpitation, but he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed, although it was also very dangerous, but it was better than being directly set on fire by these bastards to destroy his knowledge, after all, if he took it, he still had a chance to resist.

If the soul of the person who is given away is stronger than the person who is taken away, then the person who is taken away can only reluctantly accept the sad fate of being killed and the body being occupied by others, but if the soul of the person being taken away is stronger, the person who is being taken away is very likely to be reduced to poor nourishment, and it has become a panacea for the person who has been robbed of his soul.

The strong live, the weak die, this is the eternal melody in the process of seizing and abandoning, although Zhang He thinks that the strength of his divine soul should not be weaker than these damn golden crows, but he can't help but be extremely nervous.

"Tenth brother, I have wronged you." Just when Zhang He was nervous, the cold words of the leader Jin Wu resounded in Zhang He's sea of knowledge again.

Nima, wronged Nima, although my brother's body is indeed not as strong as the body of the divine beast, but in time, when my brother cultivates Hongmeng Pregnant God to the peak, my brother's physical body does not know that it is thousands of times more powerful than your so-called divine beasts, tens of thousands of times? Although Zhang He was very dissatisfied with the words of the leader Jin Wu, he immediately reined in his mind and became vigilant.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp pain from thousands of thin needles piercing at the same time clearly came out of Zhang He's sea of consciousness, so that Zhang He couldn't help but let out a painful roar again, but in the roar, Zhang He, who had hideous facial features, had to hold on to his mind, because he knew very well that the damn golden crow had begun to compete with him for the control of the body.

If you win, your soul will be even stronger, and it is difficult to say that you can condense your divine consciousness again because of this, but if you lose, from now on, there will be no more Zhang He in the world.

Although the battle of the divine soul is not as fierce as the battle of the physical body, the dangerous Cheng dù is even more terrifying, so Zhang He also tried his best, controlling the divine soul with all his strength, and fiercely pressed the golden crow that was actually trying to control his own sea of knowledge.

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