In this regard, Hou Yi ignored it.

In fact, he knew in his heart that this divine bow was not the one he had commanded in ancient times, and that sword could not withstand such a strong pressure after shooting nine arrows, and it completely collapsed.

This divine bow is actually a copy of that one, and with the blessing of the Feng family master and the elders of the Supreme Lord, although it can also support the shooting of nine arrows, it transfers this powerful pressure to Hou Yi's body.

If he couldn't deal with the nine-headed black in a short time, he would surely die of exhaustion after the nine arrows were fired.

"Boom!!"

Clusters of golden fireballs fell from the sky, emitting a dazzling light, and exploded fiercely, like hundreds of mountain peaks flashing in mid-air, swallowing the air, rubble, and collapsing mountains, falling to the ground, and the earth was blasted out of a huge crater in an instant, melting everything silently in the terrifying firelight.

Ink dust hung high in the air, overlooking the ground, and everywhere in sight was a miserable white dark yin fire splashing and burning.

The area where Hou Yi was located, a radius of a hundred miles was covered by countless white gases, and the giant arrows condensed by the resentment of all spirits flew out from the divine bow in his hand, shooting towards the dark crows who were constantly pounced in the sky, letting out a roar that could tear the sky.

At this time, the dark black could no longer care about interfering with the light of Haori, and the fireball-like sun hung high in the air, roasting the earth, leaving everything invisible and burning people's skin.

The remaining few Dark Crows emitted the yin fire from their bodies, causing the temperature of the entire world to continue to rise, reaching thousands of degrees at this time.

Many of the remnants of dead wood have begun to burn, and even the rocks have begun to turn to ashes.

The crimson fire was mixed with gold, and even the rocks on the ground could not resist the terrifying power of the sun's true fire, slowly turning to white ash.

"Click......"

Hou Yi's face turned pale, and he bent the bow and pulled the string again, and the divine bow finally gradually couldn't bear the huge pressure, and the second and third cracks quickly appeared.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and he drew out the resentment of all spirits as if he was dying, and condensed a huge arrow again.

The phantom of all souls on the giant arrow was so transparent that it was almost invisible, but it still couldn't stop the absolute momentum on the arrow.

"Boom!"

Hou Yi let go of the bowstring, and the giant arrow shot out in response, with a flash of white light, an earth-shattering shocking sound, and the seventh dark fell and exploded quickly.

The remaining last eighth and ninth head of the dark crow was finally frightened, turned around and flew in the direction where the Fushen Dingzun army was stationed.

"Lord save me!!!" a dark black screamed.

But before he could run far, he was hit by a white arrow from behind him.

Exploded into a white fireball in the sky.

The last one was completely distracted, he was different from the previous eight, since Hou Yi shot a hundred arrows, then no matter how fast he flew, it was meaningless, as long as he could escape to a place where the arrow boat could not come, there would be a glimmer of life.

So instead of flying towards the sky, he slammed down into the sea in the distance.

Hou Yi spat blood from his mouth, and struggled to pull the bowstring again and shoot the last arrow.

"Click!"

Some gaps have been cracked in the place where the bowstring is tied to the edge of the bowbow, and the entire bow has been twisted and deformed under the extremely strong pressure feedback, and it is a miracle that it can maintain its form.

"It's still a little close! it's still a little bit close!" Hou Yi struggled with his last strength, and was about to let go of the arrow.

"Poof!!"

Suddenly, his hand was crooked, his whole body was scattered, a large amount of blood spurted out from the cracks in his skin, and the giant arrow of resentment also quickly dispersed, Hou Yi staggered forward, and his huge body finally fell to the ground heavily.

"Bang!"

The earth splashed a cloud of smoke and dust, and the skin and flesh on his body were scalded out of a large number of blisters on the hot ground because they were not protected by the aura around him.

While shooting the Stygian Crow, every time he pulled the Divine Bow, he was completely overdrawing all his vitality.

At the same time as he fell, the divine bow in his hand finally couldn't hold it and fell to the side.

Although the ninth shot was unsuccessful, it still caused irreversible damage to the bow.

"Click...... Click......"

The cracks began to spread rapidly on the bow's body, and then the cracks began to extend like a spider's web, and after a violent sound, the entire divine bow made of Jianmu collapsed, turning into pieces of light and gradually dissipating into the air.

But Mo Chen's attention was not on the divine bow, but on the place where the original eight-headed dark crow fell, and the airspace in that place actually produced ripples, as if something was affecting the space, making the space distort.

Seeing this, Mo Chen almost didn't think about it, and his body turned into fire and rushed there.

Because he clearly felt that in the center of that distorted space, there was a faint aura of phantom yang!

This aura may not be easy for others to detect, but for him who has the Illusory Yang Realm Treasure, it is too familiar, even if it is diluted thousands of times, he can still find it at the first time.

Although he didn't know what this aura was, he already felt that this aura was fading, and it was about to dissipate completely.

So he had to figure out what it was before he could do that.

The light flickered all around, and the ink dust did not stop for a moment, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

He could even see the pale gray mist slowly lingering around the distorted space.

It was a special power that only people like him, who possessed the treasure of the Illusory Sun Realm, could see.

Suddenly, a blue lightning flew from the right side and slammed into Mo Chen's body.

"Bastard, the Crystal Bead is mine!" a furious voice came out of the thunder light, and suddenly three more thunder fires were seen, one after the other, rushing towards the ink dust.

Rumble!!

Ink dust was caught off guard, and was hit by a huge thunderbolt and was numb, and was thrown far away.

The comer is not good, don't look at this thunder fire is condensed by the comer in an instant, but in fact, he has long been hiding in the shadows, adjusting his state to the peak, and taking advantage of the hidden magic scheme.

And Mo Chen just responded to the battle in a hurry, but fortunately, his physical body was condensed, and his body resistance was extremely high, even if he was hit by these three thunder fires, his body was just numb, and he felt a little warm.

He hurriedly stabilized his body, but saw a blue light and shadow rushing out of the thunder light from before, and directly reached out to grasp the distorted space in front of him.

"Looking for death!" The dark sun flame on Mo Chen's body flashed, and the whole person suddenly spontaneously combusted, and the space around him disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When it reappeared, it had already overtaken the blue light and shadow, and reached a distance of less than ten zhang from the divine bow.

That thunder light was also incredibly fast, and with a roar of anger, it actually used a speed similar to that of ink dust.