The wings of fire unfolded behind him, and Su Jing flew upward, pulling himself out of the scarlet mire, and following the slight movement of his mind, he flew straight into the sky, so that he could have a bird's-eye view of the terracotta......

In the mortal world, there was a famous lake in the southwest under the rule of Dahong, and that lake was called 'Shenyu Lake'.

Shenyu Lake is thousands of miles in circumference, accounting for three 'rare', one is that this lake is dependent on the mountain, the mountain slopes towards the lake surface, you can have a bird's-eye view of the lake when you climb to the peak, and the water color of thousands of miles is in full view, not to mention the magnificence;

The second 'rare' is that the lake water is unusually clear, the water quality is far clearer than other rivers and lakes, and the light of the lake is bright in the clear;

The third 'rare' is the real 'rare', the bottom of the lake is uneven, dotted and dotted, distributed with hundreds of deep pits that are difficult to explore the bottom of the large and small, the pit at the bottom of the lake is small dozens of zhang square circle, the scale of dozens of miles large, and the lake water is clear and abnormal, overlooking from the top of the mountain, the lake surface is light blue in the flat place at the bottom of the lake, and the color of the pit at the bottom of the lake is dark and blue from the top, as if the jasper of all sizes sinks into the bottom of the lake, a lake, countless spots, several heavy colors.

Hence the name Shenyu Lake...... At this moment, the terracotta in Su Jing's eyes is not another 'Shenyu Lake'!

The earth is boundless scarlet, but it is not evenly red, and when people look at it from a high place, there are huge spots of bright red on the dark red earth, which is a huge swamp quagmire.

Red ponds.

Su Jingzhen felt that his heart was tightened and his breathing was a little unsmooth. Because he can recognize the dying breath emanating from the mire, he can feel the essence of light and heat that once existed in the mire but is now almost dissipated...... He could think of what those red, ugly 'spots' that had been sinking here were.

Once they were all bright, once they were warm to the mortal world. They used to be the source of light and heat, the root of life, and they were all the sun hanging high in the sky!

Now they all fell, and they were a mess of red mud.

"Human cultivation is very rare. ”

Suddenly, an old voice came, with some banter in its tone.

Su Jing was shocked, he came to this place inexplicably, and was shocked by the scenery at first glance, but the instinctive vigilance was always there, and he didn't notice that there were still signs of life here, and he didn't realize that there was anyone else until the other party spoke.

"Don't panic. Come here. Hurry up. The old man's voice sounded again. Due west.

The world is full of ruined and dead suns, and it is no wonder that the 'Golden Wheel Mound' can be understood no matter how sad and heavy he will receive it, but how did this cemetery come into being? Is it someone who hunts the hot sun or what other reason? Will the enemy meet in the near future will be the same clan? Su Jing was completely unsure in his heart.

Common sense. He first entered a great sun, and then fell into this terrible realm by the prohibition on the wooden door of the earthen house. There is a blazing sun outside. It must be the design of the golden crow. But the situation in this world is too weird, and it may not be a trap to hunt the golden crow. I was worried in my heart, but I didn't dare not notice it.

But soon Su Jing wanted to open it. If it's a trap, you'll already be ambushed if you fall into this realm, and if you want to leave safely, you have to go through this experience......

Su Jing spread his wings and hurried towards the west.

After flying for a while, Su Jing's heart spell turned, behind him first the golden light disintegrated and then the wind and thunder converged, the flexible and fickle Tiandu fire wings were replaced by black feather wings that were good at hurrying, and there were still embers in the 'mire' on the ground. But even so, he flew for a full ninety days.

This world is so big that Middle-earth is a speck of dust compared to it. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising, if this world is not vast enough, how can it hang so many broken dead yangs, and how can it allow so many fallen and decaying yang swamps.

On the eighty-first day, the scenery in front of Su Jing finally changed: dark and dark.

The west is shrouded in a deep twilight, the world here is no longer scarlet, the west is black.

It's night, it's not ink, and the difference between this Su Jing couldn't be clearer.

Finally, it was no longer flat land and swamps, the terrain in the west changed rapidly, and in the night many huge mountains were uplifted, and the lofty mountains stretched farther west and deeper......

The night in the west is due to magic, and the boundary between it and the scarlet world is clear, and just before the junction of darkness and scarlet, an old man in a golden robe sits on the ground, his head bowed.

It has nothing to do with clothing, and there is no need to really know each other, just seeing this person Su Jing can be sure in his heart: he is a golden crow!

The collusion between the yang and the fire, the cognition in the dark, there is no specific reason to talk about, but it will never be wrong, Su Jing just knows that the other party is the real Tianyang divine object, the three-legged golden crow.

Su Jing breathed a sigh of relief, according to Yang Saburo, there are tempers and fights between Jin Crow, but the real cannibalism will never happen, and the previous 'trap' doubts were swept away.

It's just that while knowing that the other party is the 'same sect', Su Jing still has an indescribably strange feeling in his heart, this golden crow ...... Something is wrong!

The predecessor Jin Wu turned into an old man, and he was still a sick old man, and he was called 'vitiligo' in the words of the mortal world of Middle Earth. The old man's skin is unhealthy.

Su Jing landed on the ground, met with a junior courtesy, reported his name and explained that he had received the 'sad atmosphere', so he rushed to check. The old man raised his head and glanced at Su Jing, his eyes were yellow and cloudy, his expression and gaze were no different from this heaven and earth: lifeless. After Su Jing finished speaking, the old man with vitiligo sighed lightly and smiled: "Here comes someone, fortunately, the practice is quite pure, sit down." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pointed to the clearing in front of him.

The old man sat down, his legs wide open, but Su Jing didn't dare to ignore the rules, and knelt in front of him.

"Frightened, aren't you?" the old man seemed to smile, his voice dry and hoarse.

There was nothing to pretend, Su Jing nodded honestly. Those who cultivate the sun and fire, and see countless suns extinguished, are more shocking than looking at the corpses of a legendary god and Buddha.

The old man stretched out his white, thin finger and pointed at his nose: "Do you know who I am?"

It's hell to know, knowing that the other party doesn't know and has to ask more. Jin Crow didn't take off the crow's verbose nature, and seeing Su Jing shaking his head, the old man smiled slightly: "I am your benefactor." ”

"Please also ask the seniors for advice. Su Jing didn't understand what the other party meant, so he asked directly without pretentiousness.

The old man with vitiligo Jin Wu didn't rush to explain, and the topic changed: "I'm dying." ”

Su Jing hesitated, but still nodded, he could see it.

The Golden Crow has its own way of identifying the same race, such as Yang Saburo, when Su Jing uses the Golden Crow Divine Eye, she will be a raging flame. It's not too broad and powerful. But the flame was thriving and full of life, and the old man in front of him was like a lamp and candle that had exhausted all the oil in Su Jing. The flame of the peas is faintly shining, and the fire is shaking and will be extinguished.

With a bang, the old man suddenly fell to the ground. Su Jing was inevitably taken aback by him again: If you say you die, you will die?

Fortunately. The old man of the golden crow is not dead. He just sat tired and lay down: "Let out your little sun, I want to bask in the sun before I die." ”

As soon as the trick turned, the sun shone brightly. The heavens and the earth were immediately much brighter, but the western darkness was shrouded in magic, not invaded by the sun and fire, and the black mountains were immersed in the night, like a forbearant beast.

"Are you refining the sun?" The golden crow senior's eyes were like torches, and the little bright top that Su Jing kept in his sleeve could not hide from him, but the old man seemed to be confused, and the topic changed at any time, and he said whatever he remembered: "Take it out and show it to me." ”

Whatever the seniors say, Su Jing waved his sleeves and released the small bright top, and the Fire Sea Lingzhou spread out: "Please give me advice." ”

"There's nothing to point out about," the old man struggled to stand up, and then smiled, in fact, he had been laughing, but different from the previous kind of dying and open-minded smile, the smile at the moment brought some joy and yearning: "I have been watching the dead sun and the dead sun all my life, and when I die, I can see a fetal yang...... I'm so happy. Can you go in and talk?"

Of course, Su Jing would not refuse, and took the vitiligo old man and flew into Xiaoguangding.

With the sun shining for hundreds of miles and people soaking in the sea of fire, the old man let out a long breath and started the topic again: "Su Jing, do you know the 'Seven Generals of the Crow'." ”

"Dry, wind, true, knowledge, life, killing, treacherous, one of the Jinwu tribes is cultivated to the extreme, and it can be crowned a god general, and it is wonderful. Su Jing replied, seeing that the old man had a smug appearance on his face, Su Jing asked again: "Senior or Seven Generals of the Divine Crow?"

The old man with vitiligo beckoned, and the little golden crow was well-behaved, knowing that the other party was greeting him, he immediately flapped his wings and flew into his hands. The palm of his hand gently stroked the feathers of the back wings of the little golden crow, and the old man with vitiligo continued: "The seven generals of the crows, respect knowledge. ”

Yang Saburo explained to Su Jing carefully, 'Zhijiang' cultivates his mind, and he can glimpse the future by refining it, and he is a great wizard in the Golden Crow, with a high status.

The seven generals of the crow have their own skills, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but the 'knowing general' is the most respected by the same clan, so there is a saying that 'knowledge is respected'.

Su Jing's eyes flashed: "The predecessor is a god crow general?"

The other party smiled, I can't count the first few times, the old man with vitiligo changed the topic again, and commented on Su Jing again: "Practicing the Yang Fire Rectification Law with a human body, and being promoted to Immortal Heaven with the title of Blazing Heavenly Pride is very good." ”

Su Jing was not in a hurry, he would respond to whatever the old man said: "The younger generation has a chance, and it is very lucky." ”

"Luck falls from the sky, and it is fought with life. You don't have to be too modest, you may not know that when you ascend, you have the title of Refining Tianjiao, not only to say that you have cultivated the Yang Fire to the peak of the mortal world, but also to recognize you by the same clan of the Golden Crow - foreign people cultivate Yang Fire and become a blazing Tianjiao, in the eyes of the Golden Crow, you are no longer a foreigner, but also a Golden Crow. Jin Crow and Jin Crow chatted, always bragging to each other, without self-humility. ”

It's not that Su Jing doesn't know how to brag, but he really can't find anything to brag about for a while, so he can only smile and nod.

"I said, you're good, you're really good, but you're too honest, and you will have the opportunity to learn more about bragging in the future. The old man with vitiligo pointed out to Su Jing the 'Golden Crow's way of cultivation', and his expression and tone changed at the same time, and he became solemn: "You are good, and you can receive the qi before I die and come here, which is considered a chance." is to answer me carefully: You are willing to be named a god general, one of the seven generals of the god crow. ”

Lao Jin Wudong said one sentence to the west, and when he was nagging, he was no different from an ordinary mortal old man, but when he looked solemn, the whole person was tall and majestic in an instant, and the silent and invisible majesty was high and smoky!

Huanghuang Tianwei ——

One-on-one, one-on-one!

Write four chapters! Judging from the naturalization of the ascension of evil spirits, it is estimated that there will be no two two two two, so this chapter should be the only chapter in the ascension of evil that overlaps four numbers. Celebrate ^_^

1111, today we ascend to evil and celebrate Singles' Day, brothers and sisters Happy ^_^ Singles' Day (to be continued......