The pure energy plundered from the Tongtian Divine Tree not only contained a large amount of pure energy, but also carried a trace of cool water vapor, which soon made Zhang He completely return to normal, and also made Zhang He full of confidence in climbing this divine tree connecting heaven and earth.

After a difficult climb and an unknown number of extreme torments, Zhang He's persistence finally paid off, because Zhang He finally touched the trunk of the Tongtian Divine Tree.

With the help of the trunk, the rest of the climb became easier, and most importantly, after burrowing into the trunk of the Babel Tree, the unbearable heat finally disappeared and was replaced by a refreshing coolness.

There was no alternation of sun and moon, no timing tools, and Zhang He didn't know how long he had been climbing, but when Zhang He was still climbing unhurriedly, a clear black cry came into his ears clearly.

When I looked up, I saw ten golden crows full of hostility.

Nima, isn't it? Looking at the golden crows whose eyes were full of hostility, staring at themselves, and if they took a step forward, they would launch a fierce attack, Zhang He couldn't help but feel helpless.

Nima, I don't know what the strength of these golden crows is? Nima, if you can't kill these damn golden crows, then it's called the real Nima's cao egg.

Looking at the golden crow who was full of hostility towards him, Zhang He didn't dare to rush forward anymore, lest he accidentally be attacked by the golden crows, and if he didn't get it right, he would get himself back to the ground, then he really wanted to cry without tears.

Zhang He didn't dare to move, but fortunately, looking at Zhang He lying on the trunk of a tree like a dead corpse, the golden crows didn't make any further movements, but still stared at Zhang He with hostility.

I said crows, brother is really just borrowing a way to walk, you really don't need to be so vigilant brother, okay? The golden crows' unrelenting vigilance made Zhang He couldn't help but feel a little helpless, but he could only continue to pretend to be corpses motionless, and sat and waited for the hostility of the golden crows to disappear, or go to the beach to bathe again.

The waiting time always seemed extraordinarily long, and in order not to attract the attention of the golden crows, Zhang He didn't even dare to plunder a little of the energy in the Tongtian Divine Tree to replenish his body, but even so, the ten golden crows still never relaxed their vigilance against Zhang He.

Nima, that's not what the myths say? According to the first version of Hou Yi Shooting Sun, after the golden crows returned to the Fusang tree, they should bury their heads in sleep, right? In the imaginative yy, Zhang He simply stopped looking at Jin Crow, but just relied on his feelings to seriously feel the changes in the aura on Jin Crow's body.

The ten golden crows were just phantoms, but the hostility emanating from them was so real and so obvious, which made Zhang He very surprised and curious, but it was obvious that now was not a good time to study the golden crows on his own.

The real Tongtian Divine Tree, although Zhang He is not sure whether this is the mythical Fusang tree of Hou Yi Shooting Sun, only a phantus remains, but the hostility is so obvious, and all the ten golden crows are still so real, so that Zhang He can't help but imagine the various versions of Hou Yi Shooting Sun, but unfortunately, Zhang He has imagined countless versions, but the ten damn golden crows are still on guard against Zhang He unrelentingly.

Nima, I don't know how powerful these ten golden crows are? I don't know if the cultivation of the first entry realm with the brother god body can do these ten golden crow phantoms? After waiting for a long time, Zhang He gradually lost his patience, but when he remembered that the legendary Jin Crow was the son of the Emperor of the East, Zhang He had to suppress his impatience to the death, so as not to be accidentally killed by the Jin Crows, or beaten back to the ground by the Jin Crows.

Jin Wu, the son of the Emperor of the East, is a terrifying master who was shot by Hou Yi in legend.

Zhang He has already come into contact with the three mythical characters of Zhu Rong, Gonggong, and Xingtian, and has already understood the horror of these mythical characters, so although these golden crows are just relatively clear phantoms, Zhang He still does not dare to despise these ten golden crows that don't seem to be very powerful.

After all, Zhu Rong and the others are just generals under the emperor's banner, and these ten golden crows are the sons of the Eastern Heavenly Emperor, compared with the two, it seems that the golden crows should be more powerful than Xingtian and the others.

Zhang He, who was really not sure that he could kill the ten golden crows, could only lie motionless on the trunk of the tree, patiently waiting for the golden crows to go to the beach to bathe, but unfortunately, as time went by, Zhang He's patience began to be worn out little by little in the long wait, but the golden crows were still staring at Zhang He with hostility.

Nima, brother is really very suspicious of your IQ, but it's normal to think about it, if your IQ is normal, you won't be the son of the Emperor of the East but all of them were destroyed by Hou Yi, Zhang He, who was very speechless to the golden crows, couldn't help but silently despise these ten brainless golden crows.

Although Zhang He is very patient, but he waits left and right, but he never waits for the moment when the golden crows take a bath, Nima, these brain-dead people don't deliberately don't go to the bath, right? Nima, you can wait, but Brother really can't wait, while his mind is turning, Zhang He immediately slowly started the Hongmeng Yun Divine Technique, ready to launch a thunderous blow.

But what Zhang He didn't expect was that the Golden Crow Phantom felt his hostility so obviously, and before Zhang He could attack, the leading Golden Crow spread its wings in a sharp black cry and shot at Zhang He like a meteor out of the sky.

I'm rubbing, hand-to-hand combat, brother likes, hehe.

Looking at the golden crow from the chicken coop, the corners of Zhang He's mouth involuntarily floated a faint smile, however, to Zhang He's surprise, the golden crow suddenly stopped when he was still more than ten meters away from him, but an overwhelming fire erupted from the crow's mouth.

I rub, this is okay?

The fire was overwhelming, instantly enveloping the space ten zhang in front of Zhang He, forcing Zhang He to jump from the thick tree trunk, but unfortunately, the speed of the fire far exceeded the momentum of Zhang He's whereabouts, and Zhang He was completely enveloped in the fire in an instant.

The blazing flames instantly burned Zhang He's clothes, and also burned all the hair on his body, even the bird feathers hidden between his legs did not escape, the flame of the golden crow, the temperature is extremely high, although with the super plundering ability of the divine body to enter the realm, Zhang He also successfully snatched a lot of energy from the flames, but the remaining energy still instantly turned Zhang He into a roast suckling pig.

The clothes were burned, the hair was burned, and even the skin was burned into a scorched paste, and the intense burning pain made Zhang He couldn't help but let out a painful groan, but helplessly, Jin Wu did not intend to let Zhang He go, and swooped down again, spewing out an overwhelming flame again.

Nima, looking at the overwhelming flames and feeling the unbearable pain, Zhang He had to let go of the trunk again, and his hands also suddenly exerted force, so that he could fall as fast as a cannonball, but even so, he still couldn't completely avoid the high-speed flames that erupted from the golden crow's mouth.

Because he was on the trunk of the tree, Zhang He's speed was naturally not comparable to the golden crow that spread his wings and flying, so, looking at the golden crow who still had no intention of giving up, Zhang He had to simply give up resistance, jumped down from the trunk again, and let himself do a long free landing, until he was about to get out of the range of the branch, Zhang He suddenly grabbed the branch, and his arms suddenly exerted force, like a spirit monkey, he threw himself into the thick trunk, and then slid down the trunk until he fell back to the ground.

But in the process of falling at a high speed in one go, Zhang He was still attacked three times by the flames of the Golden Crow, causing him to experience three more painful burns.

finally fell back to the ground, and Zhang He's heart was finally steady.

Nima, looking at the leader Jin Wu who was swooping down after him, Zhang He couldn't help but curse viciously, but then he was engrossed in guarding.

The range that the Golden Crow Flame can cover is ten zhang, and judging from the speed of the flame's jet, he should be able to dodge in time with his subtle and harmless steps, but the question is, how can he fight back?

Zhang He is very suspicious that this giant tree is the channel connecting the Hongmeng space with the outside world, so it is necessary to solve the golden crow, otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to get out of this Hongmeng space, so it is necessary to fight back.

This time, the leader Jin Crow did not attack immediately, but flickered his wings and stared at Zhang He, but what made Zhang He depressed was that this damn three-legged bird had always kept a distance of more than three feet from him, so that Zhang He had nothing to do at all, not only that, but when Zhang He and the leader Jin Crow confronted each other, the other nine Jin Crows also swooped down from the sky, surrounding Zhang He in the center.

Nima, these troubles, looking at the golden crows who surrounded him in the center, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a pain in the egg.

Nima, when you go back this time, you must practice to help the wind and decide.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He once again urged the Hongmeng Pregnancy God Determination with all his strength, and while carefully guarding the ten golden crows, he patiently waited for the opportunity to counterattack.

In the silent confrontation, the leader Jin Crow finally started to act again, and with a low black cry, the leader Jin Crow swooped down again, and the overwhelming flames swept towards Zhang He again.

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