The golden crow is not among the seven crows, although it is made by condensing a large amount of Dao essence, theoretically speaking, it should be a good change, but... He wasn't sure.

Looking at each other, Wang Yu looked at Luo Xuan, with a hint of panic in his gaze.

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu with a hint of complexity in his complexity... Stupid.

At the beginning, he was already shocked when he looked at the blue crow that appeared on Wang Yu's body, and then he watched the blue crow turn into a green crow, and the whole person was stunned.

I thought this should be the limit!

At the very least, the speed should be slowed down!

After all, the Manado Dao is condensed, and the further you go, the more difficult it becomes.

Not only is it the end of condensing the Dao Yun, but it must also be able to hold on!

Compared to the former, the latter is more difficult and more important!

The speed at which the little junior brother condensed Dao Yun was okay before, but the key was in the latter, and he couldn't hold it back!

Therefore, he was thinking that even if the little junior brother suddenly changed, it should be almost the same as the purple crow.

Outcome......

After the green crow arrives at the purple crow, the speed is not only not reduced, but faster!

Green crows, purple crows, white crows, black crows... After a few levels of advancement, it doesn't take much time, it's just like a joke.

He didn't even react, he directly reached the strongest stage of Mangado, and the whole person he saw was numb!

Originally, to this extent, it should be considered the end!

After all, they are all at the highest level, what else can you do?

Luo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was about to soothe his mood, but as a result...

After the black crow riding the horse, there was a change again, and it directly became a golden crow...

Luo Xuan couldn't figure it out, he understood the black crow, but what the hell is this golden crow?

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu complicatedly, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You... Ask me? ”

Wang Yu nodded and asked with anticipation: "Yes, second senior brother, this shouldn't be a bad thing for me, right?" ”

Luo Xuan: "......"

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu for a long time, and after looking at Wang Yu a little hairy, he suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and got up and stood up.

Wang Yu was puzzled: "Second senior brother? ”

Well, what's going on?

Could it be... Leg numbness?

Luo Xuan said: "Let's go." ”

Wang Yu was even more puzzled, go? Where to?

"I don't know your situation, it's the first time I've seen it, and I need to go to the master."

Luo Xuan explained, and said that he took the lead and walked ahead, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

……

"Golden Crow?" Shaped like a flame, in the crimson palace, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit listened to Luo Xuan's words and narrowed her eyes.

Wang Yu and Luo Xuan stood in the center of the main hall, and in front of them, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit sat cross-legged on a futon.

Luo Xuan stood in front, Wang Yu stood a little behind, and when the senior brother was talking to the master, he quietly looked at his cheap master.

The face is not very old, about 20 years old, wearing a splendid dress of fire clouds, mountains and rivers.

His skin was fair, and his eyes were red and pure, like flames.

The facial features are neatly spread out, and it seems to be ordinary when viewed alone, but when they are gathered together, they form a different temperament.

Majestic, domineering... The whole person gave Wang Yu the feeling that he was like a supreme in the fire high above.

"Is this the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the four great virgins of the Sect of Interception?"

Wang Yu was amazed, this was the first time he had observed his master so seriously.

There are thousands of sectarian disciples, and there are not a few female disciples.

But there are only four who can be named after Our Lady, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit, and Our Lady of the Fire Spirit.

Among them, the first three are all second-generation disciples, and they are the personal disciples of the ancestor Tongtian Daoist, and their status is supreme.

And only his current cheap master Venerable Fire Spirit Holy Mother is a third-generation disciple, and the master is a senior brother of the Interception Sect, Duobao Daoist.

As a disciple of three generations, he has the nickname of Our Lady... Wang Yu felt in his heart that his cheap master might not be so simple.

"Wang Yu."

At this time, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit shouted, and Wang Yu hurriedly responded: "The disciple is here." ”

"You really cultivated the Golden Crow Dao Yun?" The majestic gaze of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit fell, staring at this little apprentice of hers.

"Yes." Wang Yu nodded, his thoughts moved, the dantian Dao moved, and a golden crow appeared behind him.

It was the size of a man, and with its wings spread, countless golden lights shone brightly, like flames, bursting into the air.

The golden crow held its head high, standing behind Wang Yu, with a pair of bright golden eyes, only looking at the void, with a hint of arrogance in calm.

Even the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the Four Holy Mother, as Wang Yu's master, was in front of him, and he didn't cast a single gaze, and there was an indescribable lonely taste.

"It's really the Golden Crow..."Wang Yu was a little embarrassed when he found the Golden Crow's performance, but the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't seem to care, staring at the Golden Crow and muttering in her mouth.

Luo Xuan was also looking at the golden crow, very envious.

He really didn't quite understand what the golden crow represented, but he could roughly guess.

The Golden Crow is the eighth change after the Black Crow, and it should be on the good side, probably stronger than the Black Crow.

Many, he couldn't guess it... After all, he had only cultivated the Purple Crow-level Ten Thousand Crows.

"The black crow is 129,600 condensed... How many aggregates did you use, golden crow? ”

After looking at the golden crow for a moment, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit withdrew her gaze, looked at Wang Yu again, and asked out loud.

"Hmmm......"

Hearing this question, Wang Yu was stunned.

When I condensed the Dao Aggregates before, those Dao Aggregates were like rain, and the number was so large that it was impossible to count them at all.

And there is no need to count, it naturally becomes a golden crow.

So, in fact, until now, even he didn't know how many Dao Aggregates he used to condense the Golden Crow.

"Senior brother, you don't know, do you?" Seeing Wang Yu's thoughts, Luo Xuan couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Wang Yu was a little embarrassed, but nodded anyway.

Luo Xuan was speechless... What is this?

They condense the Dao Essence, and they all count the past one by one, and they know it in their hearts every moment.

That's not counting... It was the first time he had seen it.

It should be said that the people who can really cultivate the eighth change golden crow are different from ordinary people like them?

I have to say that Luo Xuan is sour, and he treats himself as an ordinary person!

You must know that in terms of the purple crow-level Ten Thousand Crows technique he has cultivated, he is stronger than many third-generation disciples in terms of performance.

However, if you don't know, you're afraid to compare!

Compared with Wang Yu, a little junior brother, Luo Xuan thinks... I seem to be really an ordinary person.

Originally, he thought that he was a genius!

Thinking about it, Luo Xuan covered his chest, and inexplicably choked up What the hell?

"It doesn't matter." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit smiled and stretched out her hand to point at Wang Yu.

A crimson flame flew out from between his fingers and landed on the golden crow behind Wang Yu.

Rumble~

In an instant, the golden crow was shattered and turned into countless golden Dao Yun, densely packed, shining with golden light, like a golden ocean.

The light was shining, and the entire hall turned golden.

"This, so much?" Luo Xuan opened his mouth wide and looked at him in shock.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit couldn't calm down anymore, her eyes widened, looking at the golden Dao Yun Sea, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Are there so many?" Wang Yu blinked, looking at the number of points of light in the golden ocean, he couldn't count them at a glance, it was like the stars at night, vast and endless.