Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Golden Crow Divine Fire

Jiang Cheng frowned, but the situation was extremely urgent, he didn't have time to inquire, he bowed to Wu Zhengyang, and said, "Thank you!"

"Let's go!"

Jiang Cheng carried Jiang Yixue on his back, and ran towards the Dragon Soul Mountain Range with Hou Fenghan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, the sky is dark, a full moon shines in the sky, and the stars are shining brightly. Both of them are martial artists above the Sevenfold Realm of Martial Arts, and their journey in the dark is the same as in the day.

Only by crossing the Dragon Soul Mountain Range and running eastward for 5,000 miles can we reach the land of the Tang Dynasty. At that time, even if Wu Yuanqing was the martial king of Yan State, he would not dare to enter the Tang Dynasty.

On the way, Jiang Cheng and Hou Fenghan galloped rapidly, while explaining to Jiang Yixue.

Jiangcheng's true qi is running extremely fast, and walking is like flying.

"Roar!"

A low dragon groan sounded, and in the sky, Ao Zhong showed his true dragon body, roaming the world and searching for traces of Jiangcheng. After that, the two Changhong chased closely, and their divine consciousness shrouded the four fields.

"Buzz ......"

The black spirit rune emitted a faint light, enveloping the bodies of the three of them, as if it was resisting the divine sense.

Hou Feng said coldly: "Don't worry, this spirit rune can stop the divine sense of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, although Wu Yuanqing's strength is strong, it has not broken through the Dao Palace realm, and it cannot find us." ”

However, those two streams of light suddenly stopped, and fell like meteors towards the place where Jiang Cheng and Hou Fenghan were.

The next moment, two streams of light fell in front of the three of them, and the light dissipated, revealing a dying old man and Wu Yuanqing who were only half of their bodies.

"Dao Palace Realm!"

Hou Fenghan's eyes were beating with golden flames, and he was shocked when he noticed the cultivation of the Martial King of Kaifu.

"Grandpa, he is Jiang Cheng!" Wu Yuan Qingdao.

"Too ...... Grandpa?" Jiang Cheng was shocked, "Kaifu Martial King, Wu Xuanbing!"

"Isn't he dead?"

In Jiang Cheng's cognition, Wu Xuanbing had already been dead for hundreds of years, and the whole country of Yan was mourning at that time, at this moment, how could he come back to life?

The coercion of the Dao Palace Realm was extremely heavy, and Jiang Cheng held his breath and sweated profusely. He could vaguely guess that Wu Xuanbing and Wu Yuanqing were here for the dragon's blood.

"See King Wu!" Jiang Cheng remained calm and did not panic.

Wu Yuanqing sneered, "The two of you really have good means, and you can actually shield this king's divine sense imprint. Without further ado, hand over the dragon's blood!"

"What dragon's blood?"

"You still have to pretend to be garlic!, since you refuse to hand over the dragon's blood, then the king will come and get it himself!" Wu Yuanqing drummed his mana and conjured up a big hand to grab it in the air.

The strong wind hit the face, and Jiang Cheng's body seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't move. Hou Fenghan held a black-gold talisman in his hand, and the true yuan was surging, and it was about to be activated at any time.

Bang!

At this moment, Ao Zhong shook the dragon body, pieces of dragon scales opened, dense divine powers burst out from the dragon body, and the real dragon probed its claws and grabbed Jiang Cheng.

"Yuan Qing, they've handed it over to you!"

Wu Xuanbing left a sentence, and a six-story Dao Palace rose above his head, and the air of Gengjin swirled, and the qi of the earth fell from the Dao Palace, and more than a dozen divine powers erupted in the blink of an eye, and the violent mana surged into the void, and the killing aura was shocking, and Ao Zhong's divine power was washed and shattered.

After all, Ao Zhong is just a trace of true spirit, and his cultivation is not one in a thousand.

Boom!

The Sixfold Dao Palace moved instantly, as if the Heavenly Palace had fallen, and streams of mana were stirred, falling heavily on Ao Zhong's body, crushing pieces of dragon scales, but no trace of dragon blood splashed out.

Ao Zhong's dragon head shook and he groaned, and a wisp of strange aura suddenly fell into his dragon body in the Dragon Soul Mountain Range. However, this aura seemed to be extremely heavy, and Ao Zhong's dragon body couldn't bear it, the dragon scales exploded, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

However, his aura was rising rapidly, and in an instant, it reached a terrifying level, which was enough to compete with Wu Xuanbing.

The Dragon Soul Mountain Range was transformed by the fall of his true body, and the earth qi in it was his vitality. It's just that this vitality is heavy, and the dragon body he condensed only uses the dragon blood contained in the dragon blood treasure medicine, not the real dragon body. If it weren't for the strength of Wu Xuanbing, he would never have made this decision to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

"Roar!"

Ao Zhong's dragon body continued to expand, and in an instant, it turned into the size of hundreds of zhang, with a hideous face, waving dragon claws, and killing Wu Xuanbing.

The pressure of Wu Xuanbing increased sharply, constantly urging the Dao Palace, evolving supernatural powers, and fighting Ao Zhong fiercely.

Here, Wu Yuanqing's mana is turbulent, and that big hand is about to catch Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was dripping with cold sweat, and Jiang Yixue behind him was also trembling. She looked up, a trace of white smoke coming out of her eyes, and a little spark seemed to flash from the depths of her pupils, and it continued to spread.

"Sister!" Jiang Cheng roared in his heart, wanting to take out the Cold Spirit Pill to stop Jiang Yixue's illness, but Wu Yuan's Qingzi Mansion Realm's consummate breath suppressed and imprisoned the surrounding space, making him unable to move.

Hou Fenghan's eyes were cold, the black gold talisman bloomed with wisps of black light, his body swelled, and suddenly turned into a black gold giant ape, his body was filled with black energy, and he ran towards Wu Yuanqing.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, Jiang Yixue looked like crazy, her head kept shaking, and in her eyes, the two flames spread like starlight. In the monstrous fire, there were two golden crows roaring, vibrating the fire wings, rolling up heavy waves of fire, and overwhelmingly shrouded towards Wu Yuanqing.

The golden crow flew by, and his whole body was filled with raging divine fire, burning Wu Yuanqing's mana, and then rushed towards Wu Yuanqing.

"What's that?"

Wu Yuanqing was frightened, and only felt a great crisis hanging over his heart. He didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly urged the Purple Mansion and operated the mana, and at the same time, the three spirit swords swam out like a three-headed dragon, and countless sword qi as thin as a gossamer turned into a sword net and strangled away.

Snort!

But the divine fire burning on the two golden crows was too terrifying, burning the void with a sneer, the sword qi was extinguished, and the three spiritual swords were melted into gold juice by the golden crow divine fire.

Wu Yuanqing couldn't care about the heartache, and hurriedly shouted to Wu Xuanbing: "Grandpa help!"

"Too ......"

Before Wu Yuanqing's words fell, the two golden crows fluttered their wings and flew over, and the blazing divine fire fell down, turning into a sea of fire, enveloping Wu Yuanqing.

Immediately, he saw that Wu Yuanqing's mana was constantly exhausted, and he was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Wu Yuanqing died, the two golden crows still did not dissipate, swimming in the sea of fire, and there was a loud roar.

Jiang Yixue looked straight ahead in a daze, her eyes dimmed again, and the whole person lay on Jiang Cheng's shoulder like a prostration.

"Jiang Cheng, let's go!" Hou Fenghan's eyes flickered, and he rushed towards the depths of the Dragon Soul Mountain Range.

"Yuan Qing!"

It was only when Jiang Cheng and the others left that Wu Xuanbing came back from the shock, he used his magic power to repel Ao Zhong, looked at the golden crows that gradually dissipated at both ends in the sea of fire, and spit out a mouthful of blood.