Chapter 601: Nine Days of Yi Shooting (First Update!)

Streams of light converged towards the bowstring of the Sun-Shooting Bow, forming an arrow that shone with divine light.

Zheng~!

With a crisp sound of the bowstring, Hou Yi let go of the fingers holding the bowstring, and the arrows condensed by the essence of heaven and earth shot towards one of the golden crows with dazzling divine light.

Jin Crow wanted to dodge, but where could he dodge, he was directly pierced through the chest by this sword, and his body exploded, and a golden rain of blood fell.

The remaining golden crows were furious and launched a more fierce attack on Hou Yi's soul, but Hou Yi was unmoved, and aimed at the second golden crow with a bow and arrow with an expressionless face.

The arrow condensed again, and when it was fired, another golden crow soul burst open.

The third arrow!

Fourth Arrow!

Nine arrows in succession, Hou Yi's soul shot all the nine golden crows in the sky, and then his body began to fade, and finally dissipated into nothingness, and the fire and heat in the entire valley suddenly disappeared, as if the previous scene had never appeared.

Hou Yi's soul also dissipated at this moment, turning into a little bit of light and disappearing.

"That's the end of it?"

Jiang Liu'er blinked, is this the reproduction of the scene of Yi shooting for nine days in ancient times? It feels like a one-sided battle, without the slightest suspense!

"This is just a contest between the obsession of the Nine Golden Crows and Hou Yi's souls, strictly speaking, it is not a competition of each other's souls!"

Unlike Jiang Liu'er, Sun Wukong has already seen the clues, whether it is the Nine Golden Crows or Hou Yi holding the Sun Shooting Bow, they are not really condensed souls, but just the obsession of their respective souls.

Thousands of years have passed, and both sides have been dead for so many years, and the grievances and obsessions of the year still haven't been let go, and such a scene of shooting the sun has to be staged every day.

But it's just a scene in the daytime, I wonder what the night is like?

Sun Wukong was a little curious, but he didn't just wait for the night to fall so stupidly, they came here to condense Hou Yi's soul and let it enter Jiang Liu'er's body to conceive, so as to detoxify Fairy Chang'e, but they didn't come to see the battle between Hou Yi's soul and the soul of the Nine Golden Crows.

"Jiang Liu'er, it's up to you!"

Sun Wukong knew what to do about condensing Hou Yi's soul, but he couldn't help, because Hou Yi's scattered soul was eventually going to converge into Jiang Liu'er's body, not into his body, and only Jiang Liu'er could urge the secret method to attract Hou Yi's soul to gather.

"Immeasurable light, immeasurable heat, immeasurable merit, gather immeasurable souls, the soul of the ancient great witch Houyi, obey my call, and the soul returns!"

Jiang Liu'er urged the immeasurable merit decision, and the immeasurable light and heat suddenly erupted from his body, like a huge lamp, and the golden light of merit spread out in all directions, enveloping most of the valley in it.

Attracted by the golden light of merit, a trace of soul power poured out from all directions, converging towards Jiang Liu'er, most of them contained a trace of fire and heat power, and gathered the souls of the golden crows beside Jiang Liu'er, a total of nine, it was the soul of the nine golden crows, and the rest of the soul power was gathered into a vague figure, the appearance was not clear, but it seemed to be holding a longbow in his hand, no need to ask to know, it must be that Hou Yi is undoubted!

"Strange, why is Hou Yi's soul so bad?"

The golden light in Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and under the eyes of the broken stars, he could clearly see the situation of the soul that was gathered, and the soul condensed by Hou Yi was clearly only one soul and two souls, and there were two souls and five souls missing.

"Great Sage, the souls of the nine golden crows are not complete!"

Jiang Liu'er's words reminded Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong checked the souls of the nine golden crows, and found that they only had one soul and two souls left, and there were also two souls and five souls missing, and no matter how much Jiang Liu'er urged the immeasurable merit to release the golden light of merit, there was no trace of soul power gushing out of the entire valley.

"My old grandson understands, the remaining two souls and five spirits may not manifest until night!"

Thinking of the different scenes of day and night in the outside world, Sun Wukong suddenly realized that whether it was Hou Yi or the Nine Golden Crows, the remaining two souls and five spirits would probably not manifest until night, in other words, Jiang Liu'er had to maintain this state until night!

"Keep it until night, what are you kidding?"

Jiang Liu'er almost didn't jump up from the ground when he heard this, he was now using all his strength to urge the immeasurable merit to summon the souls in the valley, the consumption was extremely huge, and it would be embarrassing for him to persist like this until the night!

"Does my grandson look like he's joking?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Liu'er, "If you stop now, the condensed soul and two spirits will dissipate, if something goes wrong in the middle, we will come in vain this trip, and Fairy Chang'e will not be rescued!"

"This ......"

Jiang Liu'er's face was entangled, of course he didn't want to give up his efforts, and he didn't want Fairy Chang'e to be rescued, but he really couldn't hold on until the night like this!

"Come, use this top, you can, my grandson believes in you!"

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and threw it, and a gourd bucket defeated the wine and flew towards Jiang Liu'er, it was the gourd that Jiang Liuer had poured a big sip before, and it almost didn't burst, and then saw the wine gourd containing the fighting wine, Jiang Liuer's face changed, but in order to persevere, he could only grit his teeth and reach out to take it, pull out the cork and drink.

But this time, Jiang Liu'er didn't dare to pour it down in a big gulp like before, and after taking a small sip, he felt the liquor turn into a massive amount of essence in his body, and hurriedly corked the bottle, urging him with all his strength to refine these essences in the liquor with immeasurable merits, and transform it into the golden light of the golden body.

In this way, relying on the help of Dou Shengjiu, Jiang Liu'er maintained the state of releasing the golden light of merit with all his strength until nightfall.

As outside the valley, as soon as night came, all life disappeared cleanly, flowers and trees all shrank into the ground, and instead of corpses and bones emerged from under the ground, more than outside the valley, the whole valley seemed to become Shura Hell in an instant, and Sun Wukong's face also changed.

"Not good! This is not only the burial place of the Nine Golden Crows and Hou Yi, but also the bones of other demon gods!"

Seeing a trace of black gas quickly diffuse from the bones, Sun Wukong jumped up suddenly, and held the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in his hand.

(End of chapter)