Golden Crow, a congenital being, was born in the sun after the opening of the world, and nested in the wood of Fusang.

In the beginning, there were only three Golden Crows - Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun, and Xihe.

After the birth of ten golden crows, after Emperor Jun and Taiyi led Hongjun to unify the Honghuang tribes and set up the demon court, the ten little golden crows naturally became the prince. Later, through the well-known classic allusion - Hou Yi shot the sun, nine of the little golden crows died, and only the ten princes survived.

The demon court was shattered, the demon emperor and the ancestor witch died in battle, and the flood was stepping on endless white bones, singing the story of thousands of years, opening another page.

Now, there are only a few clansmen in the Jinwu clan, and they are full of calculations, and perhaps only the ten princes of the Demon Court are still alive.

Yang Jian jumped to the roof early and sat there and began to wait for the 'sunrise'.

If there was no 'big fireball', this Wuchen Realm could only be dark, and according to the history that can be found in the Wuchen Realm, the calculation of the date is probably that it began to be recorded at the end of the ancient period of the flood famine.

Could it be that the mysterious power that holds the Chaos Bell secretly captured some Terrans to set up the Boundless Realm?

Yang Jian thought of the 'Four Elephants' he had seen before he came to the Wuchen Realm, which seemed to be using the corpses of four strange beasts to set up an inexplicable formation.

There is no Chen realm in the Chaos Bell, and if you don't cultivate the Yuan Shen, you will talk about martial arts.

How many things are hidden in this, and how many arrangements are there? Yang Jian didn't know anything, like a fish that only knew how to move forward bravely, trying to find his own opportunity in this fog.

The chance to live with your relatives and friends.

"Lu pressure," Yang Jian read this name, thinking carefully about the rumors of land pressure in his heart.

Lu Jian is also related to the gods, and the one who killed Zhao Gongming with the immortal flying knife and provoked the Sanxiao to set up the Jiuqu Yellow River Great Array is the Taoist chief who sees the head and does not see the tail.

Some people say that the people of Lu Zhuan Dao are creatures that existed before the congenital earth, and the opening sentence of the self-singing of 'there is land pressure first and then there is heaven' has confused many people in the world.

Some people also say that Lu Jian is the tenth prince who disappeared when the ancient demon court was destroyed, and he is the only surviving golden crow in heaven and earth, which can freely enter and exit the extremely hot sun star......

"When the Chaos Bell fell into the hands of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, it was called the Eastern Emperor Bell;

Yang Jian patted his forehead, as if he had discovered some amazing secret, and if he thought about it along this line, everything seemed to be in order.

However, whether the tenth prince is Lu Jian or not, and what is the heel of Lu Zhudao people, this is a point that Yang Jian can't determine.

Everything will not be known until you have met the Lord of the Chaos Clock.

And it is very likely that when Yang Jian saw the Lord of the Chaos Bell, it was the day his life ended.

Three-pointed two-edged gun, three-pointed two-edged gun, for you, brother may have to put his life into it.

Yang Jian took the spear and wiped it carefully, his eyes were very gentle, as if he was looking at his wife who had not passed through the door......

In his bones, there is also a bit of a martial idiot.

Waiting until the eastern sky was white, Yang Jian stood up, hesitated slightly, or cast seventy-two changes, turned into a cloud-piercing swallow that he had seen in the Wuchen Realm, and flew towards the east.

This way passed through the clouds and the sea, rushed through the tens of thousands of miles, and by the time the big fireball got angry, it had already reached the eastern edge of the Wuchen Realm.

Stones were piled up, the sea rolled up into a high wall of water, and a huge fireball hung in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, it was a misty mist, which was the vapor of the water that evaporated when the great fireball rose.

Yang Jian didn't rush to check the fireball, anyway, the fireball was going to hang in the sky for a day, and he flew out looking for the edge of the Wuchen Realm.

The farther you fly, the thinner the air becomes, the wind, fire, water and soil are difficult to stabilize, and many areas are disorderly.

Yang Jian kept looking up at the position of the big fireball, and gradually deduced the direction of the big fireball when it first rose in the east, and traced it all the way to the past.

His combat power is comparable to that of the Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Yuan Shen Dao, but the Xuangong realm is not high, and he can't do it without getting lost in the chaos, and he is gradually struggling in this void close to the chaotic situation.

If you are in danger, you will retreat, but you don't have to risk your life. ’

Yang Jian thought in his heart, and the cloud-piercing swallow flew more slowly.

The front seemed to come to an end, a sea of thunder raging, and lightning was like a curtain, hiding the true edge of the Wuchen Realm.

Yang Jian recovered his body, feeling the tyranny of these thunders, and it seemed that the power was not under the Heavenly Dao Heavenly Curse Thunder.

"Huh?"

Through the thunder 'hanging curtain', Yang Jian suddenly caught a glimpse of a picture:

It was a huge dragon, floating in the endless void with its body outstretched, its body radiating radiation, as if it was waiting to receive the 'distressed' person who had passed through the thunder sea.

This blue dragon, Yang Jian could see at a glance that he had seen it! Wasn't it the Eastern Dragon, one of the 'Four Elephants' he had seen before entering the Wuchen Realm?!

"What's going on? I've seen it not so big, and the dragon looks like it's alive here!"

The cold hairs on the back of Yang Jian's hand stood up, grabbed the three-pointed two-edged gun, and slowly approached the sea of thunder.

Without urging the divine eyes, Yang Jian saw a huge 'well' in the thunder sea, the wellhead was in all directions, almost ten miles long, floating and sinking in the thunder sea.

Could this well be the place where the great fireball in the sky rises?

Yang Jian wanted to go and check, but he was afraid that he would alarm the invincible enemy in the thunder sea, so he temporarily retreated and flew towards the big fireball in the sky.

When it flew high in the air, the sky was blue, and the overhead was dim, and the big fireball was no longer a round sun on the ground, its hideousness, the flames flying around it, could be clearly seen.

There were still almost a hundred miles before this fireball that acted as the sun of the Boundless Realm, and Yang Jian felt the rolling heat wave, and the feathers of the Cloud Piercing Swallow were about to be ignited.

Yang Jian regained his human form, relied on his Xuan Body to resist this overwhelming heat, and flew towards the 'big fireball'.

Don't be in a hurry, but fly slowly? That's not to find guilt.

Eighty miles away, Yang Jian's body was already covered with sweat, and the Yuanshen Xiaoshu became a little sluggish.

This big fireball itself is already magical enough, although it is far inferior to the Sun Star, it can provide a steady stream of 'light and heat' to the world of the Void Realm, which is strong enough in itself.

At fifty miles, Yang Jian felt that his hair was about to be ignited, and at thirty miles, Yang Jian's robe was already soaked with sweat;

At the age of twenty miles, Yang Jian had to arrange Xuangang around his body and form a circle to resist the rolling heat.

Until the big fireball approached, three or four miles away, there were flowing fires flying in the sky, Yang Jian hid in the Xuangang shield and was bored, only feeling that the little tree of the Yuan Shen was about to be ignited.

He stared at the great ball of fire, his eyes shining with divine light, and under the heavy flames, he saw a magnificent palace of flames.

The palace seemed to be burning, and it seemed to be condensed directly with flames, and it was very magnificent, very extraordinary.

Whether or not to go in to investigate has become a question that Yang Jian has to think about.

He went in anyway.

For the faint vitality, in order to leave this world in the Chaos Clock as soon as possible.

Carrying the three-pointed two-edged spear, Yang Jian took a breath, violently danced the divine weapon, and slashed out a half-moon-shaped arc of blue light, and the figure jumped up, chasing the arc of light.

This arc of light broke through the wall of fire, and before the heavy flames closed, Yang Jian's figure had already rushed into it.

The closer he got to the body of the big fireball, the more powerful the firepower became, and when he rushed to the outermost layer of the big fireball, Yang Jian seemed to have touched his limit, as if as long as he got closer, the Xuan body would not be able to support it.

"Humph!"

Yang Jian snorted lightly, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and the Xuan Zhu in his body trembled together, and a stream of Xuan Qi wrapped Yang Jian's body, isolating most of the heat.

Rush forward!

This place is always much more 'gentle' than the Thunder Sea, these two places and the place of 'West Sinking', Yang Jian has to go to check, take a look at the palace in the fireball, and then talk about the rest.

The three-pointed two-edged spear swung three times, and the three side-by-side Xuangang shot out, breaking through the heat wave.

Yang Jian's figure followed closely, and when the three brilliant rays of light broke through the outermost 'fire wall' of the big fireball, he also broke into it by force.

As soon as he broke into it, Yang Jian felt that the heat around his body had been greatly reduced, but there were bursts of cyan flames in front of him, and the alarm in his heart was wild......

When Yang Jian worked hard to break through the barrier of flames, and finally stood in front of the gate of the palace, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, sweating profusely, and his image was almost ruined by this sweat.

But here, it is no longer unbearable heat, and the flames seem to have faded from their violent coat, and have become well-behaved and orderly.

This palace is not built of flames, but a stone hall that looks a little old, the shape is simple but magnificent, and the bluestone base also reveals a sense of heaviness.

Wisps of 'Sun True Yuan', which had made Yang Jian suffer so much just now, floated out from all over the stone hall like colorful smoke, and flew out of the stone hall around a hundred zhang, turning into a sea of colorful fire.

If there are ten in the Avenue of Fire, this place definitely covers five, even six or seven.

The light yellow robe and the turtle belt were undamaged, but Yang Jian's hair was missing two strands, which were cut off directly after being burned.

Straightening up his clothes and putting away the three-pointed two-edged gun, Yang Jian first shouted to the hall: "I don't know which predecessor lives here, the younger generation is presumptuous, and he has no evil intentions, just to explore his own vitality." ”

He shouted three times in succession, and the echo in the hall was slow, but there was no answer.

"Offended," Yang Jian arched his hand at the stone hall, took out a spear and axe, held it left and right, probed the way forward with the tip of the spear, and slowly touched it.