Thundered!

The broken stars shattered, the golden blood splashed into the void all over the sky, the golden lightning was in the sky, and the Golden Crow Holy Son stood above the stars again, but the appearance was very miserable, the three god claws and tendons were broken and broken, and the flesh and blood were drenched.

Not only that, but fine cracks appeared in the muscles on his body, and blood lines burst out with crystal blood beads.

The terrifying fist power from Qingyang Huan almost penetrated his whole body, if it weren't for him being a golden crow, he was born with a strong physique, and he resisted the bombardment of the fist, and replaced it with other martial artists, he would have been torn apart by the bombardment of the fist, and his body would have died.

The king's blood is flying, the golden hair is scattered, as tyrannical as a demon king, at this moment, the Golden Crow Holy Son has already lost the initial eye, the momentum is like a rainbow, compared to the impact of the battle body, the frustration from the soul is the most unforgettable.

He had never failed so badly, even if he couldn't accept it in his heart, he couldn't change the bloody facts.

Thundered!

The next moment, the bubbling golden black blood turned into a raging flame, burning the starry sky, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored pillar, surrounding the Golden Crow Holy Son, and the blood and qi pillar broke through the limit of the starry sky, as if penetrating the Nine Heavens World.

"Kill!"

With a long roar, the Golden Crow Holy Son bloomed into a monstrous killing,

His pride did not allow such a defeat, the blonde hair danced wildly, like a mad demon, and a round of the great sun rendered red directly floated out from behind it, and the blood-stained golden crow god's claws healed between the skin and flesh, and re-grasped the golden staff of the great sun.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The killing machine spread all over the starry sky, and for a time the blood-stained sun shrouded the heavens and the earth, turning into a killing day on the top of the golden staff, bombarding down, the blood star fell, there were no superfluous changes, only the wildest killing.

This is a blow at the end of the road, in the face of this, Qingyang Huan directly greeted it, and moved with his fist, each blow bloomed with endless killing light, and the whole flesh was densely packed with Dao talismans, bombarded out, penetrating the heavens and the earth, and striking the universe.

The Dao talisman in the body lit up between the fists, bursting out with a vast killing spell, and was imprinted on the falling golden staff

Rumble!

The starry sky divine light exploded, the dazzling immeasurable light covered the nothingness, and the blood sun wrapped in the Golden Crow Holy Son exploded in the nothingness, but Qingyang Huan's fist did not stop, like a bright purple gold meteor, traversing the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

The two divine lights collided in the starry sky, and the next moment the Great Sun Golden Staff flew away, and then the fist mark slammed into the chest of the Golden Crow Holy Son, and time was frozen at this moment.

There is silence everywhere at this moment!

The warriors who watched the battle in the starry sky from all directions all gasped, looking at the figure on the starry sky like a wild murderer, wrapped in a savage aura, standing like gods and demons, trembling, terrifying and terrifying.

Rumble!

The blood sun divine light in the sky burst out, gradually annihilating in the starry sky, and the Golden Crow Holy Son felt the blood crumble in front of his chest, and the blood rushed like a river.

His Golden Crow Holy Body is shattered!

This is the innate battle body of the Golden Crow Clan, and it was broken like this.

Rumble!

The next moment, the cold light in Qing Yanghuan's eyes burst out, and the killing machine converged into a beam of light.

"No!"

Feeling the cold killing intent from Qingyang Huan's body, the Golden Crow Holy Son was terrified, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the silent battle body burst out with dazzling golden light again, and the decadence of the whole person's rout was covered by the golden light, and the momentum rose again.

Between life and death, he wants to break free from the crisis of fall and gain a glimmer of life.

Click!

The Golden Crow Saint Son's last struggle, Qingyang Huan's eyes revealed a touch of coldness, his fist was like a dragon, swirling with a brilliant Dao talisman, and a blow was like a long rainbow through the sun, and it was imprinted on his chest again.

Burst!

Suddenly, the rising momentum of the Golden Crow Holy Son came to an abrupt halt in an instant, the rising immensity was cut off, his eyes cracked, and his eyes bloomed like two small suns.

Thundered!

The next moment, with a roar, the golden light splashed sideways, and the body of the Golden Crow Holy Son turned into dozens of streamers and splashed in the starry sky, crashing into the starry sky and breaking the stars.

The body that looked like it was made of gold was shattered and torn apart.

The raging golden flames spread out the starry sky, pieces of blood and bones flew, smashed the vacuum, broke the stars, and for a time there were dozens of small suns in this starry sky, dazzling, bright as a god, blazing flames, and monstrous heat waves.

The six holy sons of the Golden Crow tribe, the Pleiades Xingchen, fall!

Hiss!

Voices kept sounding in the starry sky in the west, and it just fell?

Even if they saw this battle with their own eyes, many warriors still couldn't believe their eyes.

The Nine Holy Sons of the Golden Crow Clan ranked sixth, and they inherited the purest bloodline of the Golden Crow Clan in their bodies, and they couldn't even resist the punch that exuded wildness and wildness.

Airplanes!

Between the swirling golden flames, a wisp of golden smoke and dust rolled like a curved dragon, and after several rolls, it turned into an illusory figure, it was the Golden Crow Holy Son Pleiades Xingchen, his remaining divine soul manifested, looking at Qingyang Huan with a touch of unwillingness in his eyes, and a touch of resentment.

"I, the Golden Crow, will definitely kill you!

Burst!

For this, Qingyang Huan didn't even look at it, and slapped it down with one palm, destroying this remnant soul.

Whoa!

Immediately, the big hand grabbed the starry sky, and suddenly the blood and bones of the Golden Crow Holy Son's Pleiades were grabbed by him one by one, and every drop of golden blood and every piece of flesh and blood were included in his palm.

The Golden Crow Saint Son, who was dead, turned his shattered body into his body, the big one was like a golden mountain, and the small one was also burning with a raging golden flame, and a strong bloody aura washed the starry sky

For a while, an illusory golden crow phantom appeared in the vast starry sky, constantly crying, and the sound was sad, opening a golden curtain in the distant starry sky.

Buzz!

The purple-gold blood in the palm of his hand covered the golden crow corpse, and the purple flame swirled and began to burn, turning into pure Yang power, which was incorporated into his body and scattered into the lilies of his limbs.

At this moment, in the starry sky in the distance, every warrior looked at Qingyang Huan standing in the starry sky, and the corpse of the golden crow that was being refined, all of them showed envy in their eyes, and the blood of the purebred golden crow clan was a great treasure in the heavens.

Ordinary martial artists get a wisp of golden crow blood, which is a great opportunity, this is not only blood, but also because the purebred golden crow bloodline is innate in the imprint of the Dao symbol, containing the rhythm of heaven and earth.

The purple gold flame burned fiercely, covering the golden crow's corpse, and the boiling bright blood qi was extracted, and it was incorporated into Qingyang Huan's body, turning into scorching blood and flesh to wash the flesh and blood, opening up the Blood Yuan Realm.

In the huge flesh and blood body, a small world of the sun that shimmered with light was suspended, scorching and bursting, with a cry, and vaguely a big sun golden crow roared in the sky, spread its wings and fly, and grabbed towards Qingyang Huan.

Thundered!

In an instant, the battle blood in Qingyang Huan's body roared, and a majestic purple gold giant stepped out, stretched out two palms, grabbed the flying golden crow god form, and grabbed the two golden wings.

Whoa!

The next moment, the purple gold giant roared, pulling the golden crow god form with two golden feathers, tearing it in half from the middle of the body, and suddenly the golden light was flourishing, and the golden crow god form let out a cry, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

The Terran Battle Blood God Form, flowing with purple gold divine radiance, opened its big mouth and devoured the shattered Golden Crow God Form, let out a roar, and then turned around and returned to Qingyang Huan's body.

It's so barbaric!

Seeing this scene, the warriors of the Quartet all subconsciously turned their heads, this is simply the ancient legend of the fierce hand-to-hand combat, now the mountains and seas of the great wilderness warriors are all fighting against the enemy, where is there this gang of barbaric attacks.

Shattering the remaining will in the blood of the Golden Crow, Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the small world of the sun in the center of the golden crow's corpse, grabbed it and threw it towards his innate Xuanhuang small world.

Chirp!

Constantly devouring the blood of the Golden Crow Holy Son, faintly behind Qingyang Huan, a golden crow phantom appeared, and the cry was like a substance.

The golden crow phantom cried, constantly condensing, but the appearance changed greatly, the huge golden crow body, metamorphosing towards the human form, was somewhat similar to Qingyang Huan, but there was a pair of gilded divine wings behind it.

......

Bang! Bang!

On the meteorite in the distance, the turtle is not an immortal who is dissatisfied with knocking on the big ding, how can he eat alone.

The turtle master is ready in advance, so let the turtle master watch?

Qingyang Huan glanced at him, and with a wave of his big hand, he cut it directly like a heavenly knife, and a golden crow divine foot turned into a golden streamer and flew towards the turtle immortal, and was immediately caught by him with a tripod.

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