"There is a golden crow on the big day, the golden crow is so big, a tripod can't fit it, you need another grill, a ......"

The turtle master hummed in his mouth, and quickly carried the big tripod to put up the golden crow divine feet, the two little eyes suddenly narrowed, the mouth opened, and the purple flames swirled, wrapping the copper tripod and roasting it with care.

"Forget it, let's bake it. ”

After the Golden Crow Saint Son was killed by Qingyang Huan Town, the manifestation of the body is very large, if the wings are more than three hundred zhang, a golden crow divine foot is also dozens of zhang in size, fortunately, the copper tripod taken out by Uncle Turtle is not ordinary, and the golden crow divine foot is loaded into it.

Buzz! Buzz!

Under the refining of Qingyang Huan, the golden crow corpse suspended in the starry sky, the essence essence blood qi contained in it disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the swirling of the purple gold flame, it turned into the purest blood qi and incorporated it into the body.

The rolling blood qi is incorporated into the body, constantly tumbling, surging like a great river, washing the flesh and blood, circulating nine times in the heavenly veins, being included in the depths of the flesh and blood, densely covered with the consumption of blood and qi after the battle.

A golden crow corpse comparable to the combat power of the king's sixfold heavenly reincarnation king contains strong vitality and blood, and the blood of the golden crow clan is strong, and it also contains a kind of scorching heat, which has an unexpected effect on refining the flesh.

It can be said that the golden crow's corpse is a treasure.

The body was refined by him into blood and qi cultivation and opened up the Blood Yuan Realm, and the Sun Small World was incorporated into the Innate Xuanhuang Small World, alongside the Giant Clan's Bright World and the Saint Clan's Holy Dao World, becoming the third complete small world in his Xuanhuang World.

And the purest blood of the Golden Crow Ancestor in the Golden Crow bloodline was broken by him, branded with the blood mark of the humanitarian war, and turned into the form of the Golden Crow God.

And the Jinwu clan is born in line with the fire path, the body is born with fire patterns, and the mysteries of the extension of the fire path such as light, Jiuyang, and Zhiyang can be said to have formed a path pattern in the body for a long time.

After the boiling blood qi was incorporated into his body, Qingyang Huan's body was scorching, and the flickering flame Dao runes continued to derive, turning into brilliant flame Dao tracks.

The flesh and blood of the Golden Crow Holy Son and the bones of the Golden Crow Saint are densely packed with light and nine yang dao runes, no less than tens of millions, and one percent of them belong to the innate dao pattern, which means that when he was born, hundreds of thousands of light and nine yang and other fire dao talismans were imprinted in his body.

These innate Dao runes are more pure than the Dao runes that they have come to cultivate and comprehend later, and I have to say how terrifying these races containing the blood of divine beasts are.

The innate starting point is higher than that of too many martial artists, and even many martial artists have cultivated for a lifetime, but they can't reach the level of a young crow of the Golden Crow Clan.

In this way, Qingyang Huan stood in the starry sky, refining the golden crow corpse in a grand manner, and the surrounding warriors watched, but they did not dare to speak, there was only a trace of jealousy in their eyes, and even the depths of the pupils of many young warriors were full of envy and admiration.

The Great Sun Golden Crow, living in the Sun God Palace, the bloodline is inherited from the era when the ancient gods stood side by side, even now there is a great name in the heavens, a holy son of the Golden Crow clan, not only was the body shattered, but also was refined in such a grand manner.

All of them have become stepping stones on the road of Qingyang Huanwu.

With this kind of momentum, who dares in the heavens?

Airplanes!

His eyes opened and closed slightly, and Qingyang Huan stood, but in a trance, a dragon roar sounded in his spiritual world, as if it had descended across time and space, and in the dark, a will enveloped him.

Humane luck.

In his spiritual world, the sky was spinning, and on the Mountains and Seas Continent, the purple qi heavenly dragon was still prostrate on the ground, and every dragon scale on his body was a purple five-clawed little dragon entrenched, and hundreds of millions of purple little dragons gathered into this purple qi dragon.

However, in the sluggish aura, there was an extremely small trace of brilliant purple gold divine line swimming all over the body, this purple line was very small, and it could be said to be negligible compared to the huge dragon body.

Rise!

The dragon's groan disappeared in a flash, and Qingyang Huan's eyes instantly returned to clarity, and the spiritual world regained its calm.

Killing the sixth holy son of the Golden Crow clan and refining it can be regarded as poking the bones and scattering ashes, and the Pleiades Xingchen can become one of the nine holy sons of the Golden Crow clan, needless to say, bloodline and talent.

Such a strong person, as long as he does not fall in the future, even if he is not fortunate enough to step on the throne, then he can still rank in the realm of the king of life and serve as the mainstay of a clan.

Killing the Pleiades is equivalent to making the Golden Crow clan lose a powerhouse at least the King Realm in the future.

For himself, the creation of the Golden Crow Holy Son has become a part of his own strength, and he has benefited both public and private.

......

In the distance, Uncle Turtle was roasting his golden crow god legs, looking beautiful.

Speaking of which, his purple flame is also quite strange, even the blood and bones of the Golden Crow Holy Son can be refined, and the Golden Crow Divine Legs, which have faded from the fine scale armor, are glowing with shiny golden oil, and the fragrance is permeated.

"Don't throw away the golden crow that you killed, wrap it in corn flour and put it in the oil pan to fry it, and fry it until it is golden, and the warriors of all the tribes around you are crying. ”

The turtle master kept humming a little tune, it's so good, it's ready to eat soon.

"Thank you Haobo for your hospitality. ”

At this moment, next to the copper tripod, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared, surrounded by a mysterious aura, staring at the copper tripod as soon as it appeared.

Whoa!

Without waiting for the turtle master to react, the figure waved his hand, and immediately cut off a piece of golden flesh and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, yes, the meat is not old yet, the meat I caught last time is old, it would be better if I put some Ten Thousand Year Medicine King, Heaven and Earth Spirit Mushroom or something. ”

This sturdy figure muttered while eating, and Uncle Turtle suddenly became angry, his uncle's, Turtle Lord's roast, this is Turtle Lord's roast.

Who are you?

"Zhan Tiange!"

Soon, the warriors in the starry sky in the four directions recognized the identity of the person, and immediately caused a huge wave.

Dressed in a black robe, wild and reckless, with a pair of short ges on his back, he doesn't look like a strong man from a big family, but like a small clan hunting in the wilderness.

However, this person's reputation is much louder than Qingyang Huan's name in the heavens.

Zhan Tiange, the contemporary clan leader of the Eastern Wilderness War King tribe of the Terran Race, not only in the Terran Race, but even in the heavens, has a great prestige.

Five hundred years ago, the Furious War Royal Department was not a royal department, and it was precisely because the person in front of him brought a small tribe that was unknown in the land of the human race to the royal department.

Of course, none of this is important, the important thing is Zhan Tiange himself, the two Tiange, Zhan Tian and the earth, the blood under Tiange is surging, and all the clans are buried.

The Jinwu clan has nine holy sons, and now after being killed by Qingyang Huan, there are still seven holy sons left.

That's right, it's seven.

Because fifty years ago, an ancient tomb in the extraterritorial starry sky manifested, attracting many powerful people from the heavens to gather, and one of the nine holy sons of the Jinwu clan, the fourth holy son Pleiades Tianyang also went.

As a result, he fell under the two Tiange of Zhan Tiange and was divided by Tiange.

"Tiange tactics, legend is an ancient tactics, to fight to nourish war, once Tiange comes out, there is no return. ”

"What do you know, it is rumored that Zhan Tiange and the Four Holy Sons of the Jinwu Clan have fought more than ten times, but the world is unpredictable, but I didn't expect that in the end, it fell under Tiange. ”

"What other ancient tactics, I think it's simply a madman's tactics, like a madman. ”

......

For the spiritual fluctuations permeating the surrounding starry sky, Zhan Tiange, who was sitting outside the copper tripod, didn't care at all, and grabbed the copper tripod with his big hand again, the corners of his mouth were shiny.

"Hey, you're sorry to grab the meat of a skinny little turtle?"

Seeing that this barbarian who suddenly appeared and wanted to grab his own meat to eat, the turtle master suddenly stopped doing it.

Hearing this, Zhan Tiange touched his mouth with his big hand, and he didn't care about the greasy, so he wiped it on his beast robe, and even picked his teeth with his fingers as thick as a small radish.

"The heat is small, the meat is a little weak, eat a piece of your meat and help you re-roast it." ”

After speaking, a dark flame in Zhan Tiange's hand smashed into the bottom of the copper tripod, turning into a black fire dragon and jumping.

Suddenly, two eyes collided in the starry sky, Qing Yanghuan looked at the newly emerged Terran powerhouse, he felt a qi similar to his own, wild, but different from the wild and ancient on his body, the person in front of him was more like a fierce beast in the mountains.

"Shall I join in the fun?"

Suddenly, Zhan Tiange spoke, and a rough aura filled the starry sky.

Qing Yanghuan chuckled and shook his fists in the air, he sensed the rugged young warrior opposite, which seemed to be very interesting.

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