"Golden Crow Shadow?"

The ascetic man had only a slight guess and was not sure, but when he saw the situation in Zhang Fan's open eyes, he immediately understood.

What a pair of eyes!

Profound and mysterious, like an endless starry sky, boundless, full of endless mysteries.

As soon as I looked at these eyes, it was as if they had been swallowed up, and they were sucked into them layer by layer, and finally through all the fog, in the depths of their pupils, they saw a different scene.

- Great Golden Crow!

In Zhang Fan's two pupils, there is a golden crow in each, stretching its wings, as if it wants to spread its wings and fly high.

Under them, there is a hibiscus tree, which is tightly grasped by their three legs, as if it may fly up at any time, turning into a big voice, shining on the earth.

It is different from the golden crow that manifests itself from supernatural powers;

It is different from the golden crow shaped by the Dharmakaya.

has charm, temperament, and spiritual surname, in a trance, it seems that he feels that he is better than Zhang Fan's law, after all, the law, with Zhang Fan's too much self-understanding and interpretation, is both a golden crow and a non-golden crow.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, and the bitter Taoist saw a flower in front of him, only to feel that the eyes of the two of them were missed, Zhang Fan condensed all his mind, and looked at the eight door lock dragon arrays that were layered and blocked by heavy doors.

"The golden crow shines on the shadow, extinguishing this dynasty food?"

The bitter Taoist smiled, didn't ask much, just quietly followed Zhang Fan's gaze, and looked at the big array.

In front of the eight-door lock dragon array, if it is suspended in the air, standing by the wind, the white gauze moves with the wind, like a white lotus flower flowing with the flowing water, graceful posture, elegant demeanor, almost nothing in the world, rare in the sky.

At this time, the eight-door lock dragon array has been completed, but unfortunately there is no intention of relaxing, but all the spirit is integrated into the whole, the dignified Yuan Ying Zhenren, there is sweat, along the beautiful forehead, cheeks, broken threads and beads slip down, it can be seen that the mental energy consumption is huge.

In this way, the powerful and incomprehensible primeval dragon can be trapped in the infancy, and the strength of the eight-door lock dragon array and the complexity of control can be seen.

With the cultivation of regrets, it can't last long.

Fortunately, she didn't need to hold on for too long.

"It's a pity. ”

"It's time. ”

Zhang Fan had no time to pity his lover at this time, and said in a deep voice.

"Whew~"

Unfortunately, if he heard the words, he breathed a sigh of relief, the green silk on his head was flicked, the fragrant sweat flew out like raindrops, and the whole person slowly fell to the point, and as soon as he reached the ground, the slender white jade feet stretched out from under the gauze skirt and gently touched the ground.

This point, which seems to be light, affects the entire large array and also determines the fate of the primeval wind dragon.

"Boom!"

The continuous operation of the portals suddenly condensed, and immediately closed to the limit of the strength of the formation, and then "drawed", between Zhang Fan and the primeval wind dragon, I don't know how many portals were opened, revealing a path.

The two sides have fought fiercely for many times, but there has never been such a close look at each other.

At this time, the primeval wind dragon was furious to the extreme, and even the best of the best could not spread his body and turn into a violent wind.

In the Eight Door Lock Dragon Array, there is only a space in a square circle, this space is enough for humans to live in as a house, but for the Ancient Wind Dragon, it is simply a "box".

What's even more depressing is that it was packed into the "box" alive.

If it had been replaced by other Heavenly Dragons, it would have either broken out of the formation long ago, or it had already been crowded and exploded, and it was the only one that was primeval wind dragon, formless and substantial, and the huge dragon body was really pressed into such a shape.

If you give it enough time, it will not be able to consume it, and it is only a matter of time before it breaks out.

Just when the primeval wind dragon was almost ignited by the anger in its heart, a path, a figure, a pair of eyes, separated by dozens of feet, appeared in front of its eyes.

At that moment, the bitter Dao people, Xi Ruo, and Mo Ling could clearly see that in the eyes of the ancient wind dragon, they were first tyrannical, then turned to surprise, and finally were shocked.

The body of the primeval wind dragon was blurred in an instant, this scene was no stranger to everyone, it was to disperse the atmosphere of the sky, and the prelude to being invisible and invisible.

In the previous countless battles, it doesn't know how many times it has played such a method.

The difference is that this is obviously not exploded, but only by Zhang Fan, he is not ready to resist, but is ready to flee.

However, how could Zhang Fan let it escape?

Missing this opportunity is almost equivalent to saying goodbye to the Heavenly Dragon Spirit Treasure - Nine Dragon Seal, how can he be willing?

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's eyes underwent completely different changes.

The left eye dimmed instantly, and the golden crow in the pupil retracted its wings, like a jade rabbit across the sky, and when it was already falling, it was the bright moon in the sky, and it was on the Fusang tree, sleeping deeply.

The right eye is just the opposite, the brilliance is magnificent, the golden light fills the whole eye like flowing water, and there is even more like a substantial golden light, like the golden flame of the sun, licking out of the eye.

The big golden crow trapped on the Fusang tree suddenly spread its wings and flew high, flying out of its pupils in an instant, and it was about to turn into a big saying, sprinkled with brilliance and shining on the earth.

At this moment, Zhang Fan glanced deeply at the Taigu Fenglong.

Just like that, his hands have not been raised, his feet have not been stepped, but there is a piercing power through the heavens and the earth, and it suddenly erupted, even the people around him felt as if their whole body was suddenly frozen and could not move.

It wasn't just them who couldn't move, the primeval wind dragon dozens of feet away, all its movements froze at the same time, maintaining the appearance of teeth and claws, motionless.

A little golden light, like a shadow, flickered from the body of the primeval wind dragon, and gradually took shape.

The reason why it is said to be a shadow is that it is really this golden light, which is just like Zhang Fan gazing at the calm water surface and reflecting the excitement in his eyes.

The same deep eyes, the same pupils are called golden crows, incarnated as the sun in the sky.

Scene after scene, after arriving, suddenly "boom", a behemoth, like a magpie's nest dove, and like a parasitic shape, is breaking out of the body, all of a sudden, almost completely replaced the primeval wind dragon, filling all the space of the eight-door lock dragon array.

"It's ......"

"Great Golden Crow!"

"Woo~"

The ascetics, the cherished Ruo, and Mo Ling, reacted at the same time.

The first two were surprised, they were all people around Zhang Fan, and they naturally knew that this so-called Golden Crow Shadow was actually taken from the Golden Crow essence blood of the Wuhui Valley, which was refined into the body by Zhang Fan and formed a magical power.

What they didn't expect was that the last means of casting was just a glance at each other, and it exploded directly in the other party's body, which can be described as mysterious and mysterious, infinitely mysterious, if it is seen by people who don't deal with Zhang Fan, they are guaranteed to shudder.

That's it, but what made them almost lose their temper was that the condensed golden crow gave them a strange feeling.

The powerful blood qi ignited the surrounding air, and the endless power did not let Zhang Fan's law appearance, giving people the feeling that it was like a real Great Golden Crow, resurrected from the primeval times, through countless time and space, and appeared in front of him.

Compared to their surprise, Mo Ling almost trembled, whimpered, clamped his wings tightly, buried his head in his chest, and his huge body slipped and shrank behind Zhang Fan, as if only in this way could he have a little sense of security.

Coercion!

The coercion that belongs to the Great Golden Crow is simply irresistible to Mo Ling, the inheritor of this part of the Golden Crow bloodline.

If it hadn't followed Zhang Fan for a long time, it wouldn't have been like this, even if it had fallen directly to the ground, it wouldn't be strange.

The shadow of the golden crow, the real body of the golden crow, nothing more than that!

"Pity!"

Zhang Fan shouted, and also woke up in surprise, his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, heavy portals, eight door lock dragons, and reappeared.

From the gap that gradually closed, everyone saw with their own eyes that the primeval wind dragon started from the inside, and was completely swallowed by the golden crow true body, every bit of flame was burned from the inside out, exploded, impacted out, and rebounded back on the eight-door lock dragon array, attacking inside and outside.

At every moment, tens of thousands of golden flames inside and outside washed back and forth like flowing water, and the primeval wind dragon was shattered, unable to break down, unable to avoid, and endured one of Zhang Fan's killer features - the shadow of the golden crow, the ravages of the real body of the golden crow.

The dragon's groans ranged from rage to mourning to mourning, and finally faded away.

When the black cry completely overshadowed the dragon's groan, and the flames completely covered the wind, the eight doors locked the dragon array, and suddenly closed, oppressing!

Inch by inch, there was a faint dragon groan at the beginning, a little fire, and later, there was no tremor of the portal itself, and there was a dead silence.

Shaoqing, when Xiruo's face was slightly pale, looking back and smiling, she was charming;

In the heavens and the earth, a violent wind suddenly appeared, like billions of people whimpering in unison;

At the heavy portals, the eight doors locked the dragon gradually disappeared, and the eight locked dragon pillars became clear......

......

Everyone, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Fan's hanging heart was also put down.

This is like a storm and a storm, and the whole world is crying for it, which just shows that the terrifying primeval wind dragon can't resist the golden crow real body that attacks from the inside, and the trapped eight-door lock dragon completely dissipates between heaven and earth.

"Whoosh!"

The eight dragon pillars turned into golden light and fell into Xiruo's hands.

In the area of the formation, it was empty, only a deep depression, and the earth seemed to be burned through.

In the meantime, except for the golden light of the flames, there is only a little light blue, which flickers slightly, and if you are not careful, you will ignore the past.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and took the pale blue light point into his hand, and when he opened it, it was a knuckle-sized bead.

In the body of the bead, there is another world, and it is like a reflection of the situation in this world at this time, and the endless wind goes back and forth, except for the wind, there is nothing else.

Swire Wind Dragon, the essence of a condensed body!

The root of the true body that has been killed repeatedly is the origin of this.

At this time, the consciousness of the wind dragon in the origin had been erased, and it turned into this wind bead, lying quietly on Zhang Fan's palm.

"It's over!"

Zhang Fan put away the wind beads, hugged him, exhausted his strength, and looked at the sky.

Through the layers of restless wind, like headless flies, the dragon pillar that could be seen through the sky and the earth gradually dimmed as the primeval wind dragon dissipated, as if it had lost its spirit.

(To be continued)