Regarding Di Jun's request, Ye Feng naturally understood it very well.

After all, it was his son who encountered a strong enemy at this time, and this true martial artist was a quasi-saint, even if the prince of the golden crow was extraordinary, he was also promoted by Da Luo, and the gap between them could not be made up by bloodline.

"Demon Emperor, if you believe me, don't move, this may be a creation of your father and son!" Ye Feng said indifferently.

Hearing this, the Demon Emperor Jun was naturally very dissatisfied.

Now he could see that the Great Golden Crow was already in danger and could be killed by Zhenwu at any time.

If so, then what is the point of this resurrection?

If someone else said this kind of thing to him, not only would he not listen, but he would even kill him, but the person who said this was Ye Feng.

Of course, he would not forget Ye Feng's vast supernatural powers, and he saved his Great Golden Crow.

"Okay, this emperor will believe in the Holy Monarch!" Di Jun said solemnly.

……

At this time, it is located on Futu Mountain in Rhino Hezhou, in a Zen temple.

It is said that it is a Zen temple, but it is actually a place made of firewood and grass, and it is even a bit like a bird's nest where there will be a trace of holy spirit.

But here there is a figure who looks like an old monk.

At this time, the old monk was holding Buddhist beads and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

But at this moment, his original chanting came to an abrupt end, and a look of surprise flashed on his ancient face.

It looked like dry wood, and his ordinary body suddenly stood up, moving so quickly, not at all like an old man.

"How is this possible? Such a breath! ”

"Is it big brother!"

The old monk felt the power of the same bloodline as him.

His Dharma name is Wuchao Zen Master, but he has a little-known identity, that is, the youngest of the ten golden crows.

Because at that time, he stayed in the center of the sun, so he escaped and was not killed by the great witch Houyi.

"Obviously, I have already witnessed it with my own eyes, and several brothers were killed by Hou Yi, but how could this breath be fake?!"

"Could it be that someone resurrected the eldest brother?"

Zen Master Wuchao's heart was extremely confused, but he knew that now was not the time to talk about it.

Because, not long ago, he felt the fight between the Emperor Zhenwu and the Great Golden Crow.

As a strong man who has practiced from the Flood Era to the Journey to the West, he has naturally seen the pinnacle of this world.

So he didn't have to make a decision in a moment, and his body turned into a golden light, rising into the sky, and in an instant he was speeding away into the distance.

He decided to see for himself if it was his big brother.

If it was, let alone the True Martial Emperor, even if the Haotian Jade Emperor was here, he would not let his eldest brother be captured by the Heavenly Court like this.

At this time, the Haotian Jade Emperor above the Heavenly Court saw that the big golden crow was already in danger.

It may be taken down by the Zhenwu Emperor at any time, and there is a hint of joy in his eyes.

At the same time, his afterglow swept over the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"I think of the demon court of Emperor Jun back then, it is really a big Luo everywhere, and there are as many golden immortals as dogs!"

"But the current Heavenly Court, not to mention Da Luo Jin Xian, even ordinary Taiyi is very few today, and a few people who are really powerful are also listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement, and they don't put him in their eyes at all."

"Hey, Dao Ancestor made me the Emperor of Heaven back then, maybe it wasn't the right decision."

Haotian's thoughts naturally won't let any immortals know, but he can't hide it from Taishang Laojun.

Taishang Laojun knew that it sounded good, and he was a little stimulated, so he slowly said: "Great Tianzun, why are you so arrogant? ”

"You are the Lord of the Three Realms, this is the principle of the Heavenly Dao, there is no need to have too many doubts, you have to believe in the certainty in the underworld!"

Haotian is the way of nature, Taishang Laojun is the good teacher clone of the Taiqing sage, this is to support him, so he reined in a little.

"Lao Jun is talking about ......"

……

On the other side, the Emperor Zhenwu had already suppressed the Emperor Armor and was unable to resist, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"I don't know if the Holy Monarch knows, where does this Zhenwu Emperor come from?" Di Jun asked coldly.

Ye Feng smiled lightly: "Emperor Zhenwu is an existence whose prestige is even comparable to Haotian among the gods of today's court!" ”

Di Jun sniffed, he naturally wouldn't put Haotian in his eyes.

Judging from his seniority, this Haotian is simply like a junior, so he couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard the True Martial Emperor who was comparable to Haotian.

However, he also knew that at this time and at that time, people were able to suppress and beat his Golden Crow Prince, which showed that he had some strength.

"Let's put it this way!"

"Almost all the demons in Nanzhan Buzhou retreated because of the existence of this True Martial Emperor."

Ye Feng didn't say anything more at this point, because he knew that it was enough.

Emperor Jun was a former Demon Emperor, how could he continue to let Emperor Zhenwu go when he heard such words.

"Holy Monarch, where is the creation you are talking about?" Seeing the situation on the battlefield getting worse and worse, Di Jun also became a little impatient.

Ye Feng was still indifferent, and he had an extraordinary temperament, so he was a little casual. I saw the phantom in front of me, and there was a loud cry of the golden crow!

At the same time, there was a ** day, towards the south of the continent.

Under this ** day, there is a Zen temple shaped like a bird's nest.

Although it was the first time Di Jun had seen this thing, there was an inexplicable cordiality in the darkness as if it came from the depths of the blood, and this feeling of hanging and hanging was elusive.

In Shuangjialing, Emperor Zhenwu suddenly put away a trace of breath, giving the Golden Crow Prince, who had been cornered, a chance to breathe.

"Why is there another great power coming, it seems that it is really eventful!"

Emperor Zhenwu's words, although very light, slowly spread around.

Sure enough!

Paying tribute to the first day of high hanging, the temperature here seems to have risen a lot.

"Hmph, Wuchao Zen Master Lu Quan, you have been avoiding the customs for many years, do you want to provoke a dispute again today?"

Emperor Zhenwu looked at the sky, knowing that this existence was very troublesome, but he was not a little afraid.

I saw that ** day, the figure of an old monk slowly appeared.

Land pressure, also known as the Great Ri Rulai, has something to do with the West.

"Zhenwu, the person you want to suppress now is my brother, so I naturally want to come forward!"

The old monk's words surprised the Three Realms again.

As far as the Three Realms are concerned, there are very few people who can know the true identity of the people of Lu Zhudao Dao.

Even at this time, the emperor armor who was almost about to be suppressed on the ground also showed a touch of surprise when he heard this.

He didn't know why this old monk who suddenly appeared with extraordinary momentum called him brother.

In the Holy Monarch's Palace, Di Jun's eyes were burning and staring at Lu Quan, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Could it be that this is Ah Kui?" ”