The whirlwind dispersed, and the ashes that rolled up did not fall to the ground, but condensed into substance, taking the shape of a bird.

Zhao Zhiyuan is also a serious person who has received nine years of compulsory education, and he even went to college, how can he not recognize this thing in front of him, the bird with three legs is not a special chicken for Kaifeng vegetables, it is the body of the legendary sun - the three-legged golden crow.

Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the white air flow in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this was the new ability that Hou Yi's last arrow left in the world and his own non-shooting shot melted. Hou Yi is powerful, isn't it? Terrible! What is the most famous thing Hou Yi has ever done? Of course, it's Hou Yi shooting the sun, and it's nine at a shot.

Look at the original nine clouds of ashes on the ground, the three-legged golden crow that the ashes turned into after they were formed, isn't this the treasure of the demon clan formed after the death of the three-legged golden crow. If someone else came today, it would really be nothing, but it was a coincidence that the bureau sent Zhao Zhiyuan, the only one who could have anything to do with the three-legged golden crow, and the relationship was not ordinary.

A few people looked at the three-legged golden crow condensed from the ashes, and then looked at the white air flow in Zhao Zhiyuan's hand with a bitter face, and they all understood. This thing is really fucked up, but what can you say, no one expected it before you came, you can still complain about Zhao Zhiyuan.

The three-legged golden crow formed by the ashes seemed to confirm what everyone thought, bypassing Sun Xin and them, and going straight to Zhao Zhiyuan, who was at the end.

Zhao Zhiyuan only felt a gust of hot wind coming towards him, and he didn't care about thinking about it anymore, and the fingers of his left hand reflexively let go, and shot towards the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow seemed to be vulnerable, and it was scattered by the white air current, and turned into ashes again, but this ash surrounded Zhao Zhiyuan, and a burst of burnt smell of raw meat came, Zhao Zhiyuan howled in pain, and bursts of black smoke were emitted all over his body.

Seeing that Zhao Zhiyuan was about to be roasted, Zhang Yibo knocked him down, and his fan-like big hands kept slapping him despite the high temperature of the ashes, but he really dispersed the ashes, Sun Xin felt that he fed Zhao Zhiyuan his own blood.

The ashes that were scattered by Zhang Yibo gathered into the image of a three-legged golden crow in the air again, and rushed towards Zhao Zhiyuan again.

Zhao Zhiyuan was burned, although he had recovered after taking Sun Xin's blood, but his body was wrapped in a layer of burnt dead skin, which had not yet faded, and he was unable to move, Zhang Yibo couldn't take care of it, so he hurriedly hugged him and ran.

This three-legged golden crow seems to hate Zhao Zhiyuan very much, there are others in this space, but it is staring at Zhang Yibo who is holding Zhao Zhiyuan, and it can be said to turn a blind eye to others. In fact, this three-legged golden crow does not hate Zhao Zhiyuan, but hates the aura of Houyi on his body.

Although the three-legged golden crow is in the shape of a bird, its speed is not fast, and it always keeps a distance from Zhang Yibo. Zhao Zhiyuan leaned on Zhang Yibo's arms, although it was a little awkward, it was better than being roasted. Zhao Zhiyuan grinned and tore the dead skin on his body that had been glued to his clothes, and there was already red and tender new flesh underneath, if it weren't for Sun Xin, 90% of the burned area of his body would have died long ago.

Zhang Yibo took Zhao Zhiyuan and almost ran all over this space. There is no way to take this three-legged golden crow, this thing looks like it has a shape, but it will fall apart as soon as it hits, and it will return to its original appearance after a while, and ordinary attacks are useless to it.

Fortunately, the three-legged golden crow was only staring at Zhao Zhiyuan alone, and Sun Xin and Zheng Hao were able to get together with peace of mind to discuss countermeasures.

"Zhiyuan, you try to change to a red airflow." Sun Xin shouted, since ordinary physical attacks didn't work, he could only hope for Zhao Zhiyuan's airflow attack.

When Zhao Zhiyuan heard this, he felt that he could give it a try, and a red airflow gathered in his hand.

"Bozi, you slow down a little first."

Zhang Yibo's speed immediately slowed down, and the three-legged golden crow behind him slowly approached, and Zhao Zhiyuan hurriedly shot out the red air flow condensed in his hand.

Although the speed of the red air flow was slow, the three-legged golden crow just pounced, and it did not dodge or dodge, and it collided head-on. This time, the three-legged golden crow did not scatter into ashes, but wrapped the red air flow, and the red air flow gradually merged with the ashes, and the three-legged golden crow's body increased suddenly, but it was self-defeating.

The speed of the three-legged golden crow, which has become larger, has actually become much faster, and Zhang Yibo has reduced his speed in order to cooperate with Zhao Zhiyuan just now, and the three-legged golden crow is getting closer and closer to him.

Zhao Zhiyuan felt the oncoming heat, gritted his teeth, and shouted to Zheng Hao: "Master Hao, look at the surroundings except for this thing, there is no other threat." ”

Although Zheng Hao didn't know what Zhao Zhiyuan was going to do, he still pricked up his ears and shrugged his nose according to his words, and after feeling it, he responded: "I'm sure there is no more." ”

Zhao Zhiyuan nodded and said to Zhang Yibo: "Bozi, throw me up." ”

"Huh?"

"Hurry up, it's too late."

Out of the trust cultivated by fighting together for a long time, Zhang Yibo still threw Zhao Zhiyuan high.

This three-legged golden crow really only stared at Zhao Zhiyuan alone, and after seeing him being thrown up, he decisively gave up Zhang Yibo, suddenly changed direction, and pursued Zhao Zhiyuan in mid-air.

Zhao Zhiyuan adjusted his body in mid-air, his hands were spread, and he used his last killer weapon, and a golden air flow quickly formed in his hand, gathering more and more.

The three-legged golden crow seemed to be very afraid of the golden air flow in Zhao Zhiyuan's hand, and when the air flow had just formed, he wanted to turn around and run away, but how could Zhao Zhiyuan, who had been aggrieved for a long time, let it go, and shot the air flow at the escape route of the three-legged golden crow.

Although the speed of the three-legged golden crow has become faster, but Zhao Zhiyuan's left eye predicts its escape route more accurately, the golden air flow hit the body of the three-legged golden crow steadily, and it did not disperse with one blow like before, just like a real bow and arrow hitting the prey, the golden air flow slowly pierced into the body of the three-legged golden crow, the three-legged golden crow trembled for a while, and with a "bang" sound, it exploded with the golden air flow and disappeared completely, but this time it did not even leave ashes, and completely disappeared in this world.

After all, this three-legged golden crow is not really a three-legged golden crow, it is just transformed by the resentment of the three-legged golden crow, with a hatred for Hou Yi, acting instinctively, but after all, it was killed by Hou Yi, when Zhao Zhiyuan finally sacrificed the golden air flow, the body of Hou Yi's arrow, the three-legged golden crow was also instinctively afraid, he was also crooked, this golden air flow is the nemesis of the three-legged golden crow at this time, and it hit with one blow. If this is really a three-legged golden crow, not to mention whether these people can deal with it, but it will never be so easy.

Zhao Zhiyuan saw that the golden air flow crushed the three-legged golden crow, knowing that he was right, his heart was relieved, and a strong sense of exhaustion struck, but he couldn't control his body that landed, and the head and feet were smashed to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhang Yibo has been paying attention to him, and when he saw this situation, he quickly caught him, but saved Sun Xin some blood.

Zhao Zhiyuan, who was safe and sound, quickly broke free from Zhang Yibo's arms and fell to the ground, he was not used to being held by a big man all the time, there was no way just now, now he would rather lie on the cold ground if he has the opportunity.

Zhao Zhiyuan lay on the ground and rested for a while, had recovered his strength, stood up, and nodded to the few people around him with concerned expressions, Sun Xin and the others were also relieved to see that he was fine.

Sun Xin hugged Zhao Zhiyuan, and several people came to the area where the ashes were at the beginning, just now Zhang Yibo vaguely saw something, but it was covered by the ashes, and he didn't see it clearly, and then he fought with the three-legged golden crow formed by the ashes, and he had no time to take care of it, and now he saw the real thing.

Quietly on the ground lay a small round ball glowing red, and a blade in a strange shape.

There was nothing strange about the small round ball, it just flashed red from time to time, and the eyes of several people were attracted by the Qimen blade.

The whole body of this blade is like magma, bright gold and dark red, Ambilight, about two meters long, shaped like a big gun, but one end is a sharp blade like a bird's beak, and the other end is a sharp claw like an eagle falcon, and four long fingertips are ready to shoot, as if they can open mountains and crack rocks.

Zhao Zhiyuan, who has been hunting with Zhao Cannon since he was a child, loves this Qimen blade very much, and his hand unconsciously stretched out slowly, but as soon as he reached halfway, he remembered his old feud with this three-legged golden crow, and this blade must also be transformed by the essence of the three-legged golden crow.

"Bozi, why don't you try it?"

Seeing that no one made a move, Zhao Zhiyuan began to instigate Zhang Yibo. That person has a natural affinity for cold weapons, Zhang Yibo has long been greedy for this blade, and when he heard Zhao Zhiyuan's words, he didn't shirk it, and stretched out his hand to grab this Qimen blade.

As soon as the blade was in his hand, Zhang Yibo felt a strong burning sensation spread to his palm, even if he couldn't bear it, he hurriedly threw the blade out.

"What's wrong?"

"That thing is too hot."

Even Zhang Yibo said that his hands were hot, and others didn't dare to touch it, Sun Xin looked at the Qimen blade, and then at the small round ball that was not taken seriously, thoughtfully.

"I'll get in touch with the bureau to see what the bureau and Fenghua have to say."

As he spoke, Sun Xin lowered his head and was silent for a moment, communicating with Qian Shouwang in his mind.

"Bozi, try to put that little round ball...... Swallowed. After a while, Sun Xin raised his head and said with some uncertainty.

"Huh? Good. ”

Zhang Yibo was only slightly surprised, but he didn't doubt him, he picked up the small round ball from the ground, opened his mouth and put it in his mouth, his throat agitated, but he had already swallowed it.

The round ball entered his stomach, and a burst of red light flashed, and Zhang Yibo's stomach was like tissue paper, and it was faintly bright.

"Bozi, do you feel anything uncomfortable?" Such a vision cannot be ignored by everyone.

"No, it's warm, it's comfortable."