I have a role in the heavens

Suddenly, the world seemed to be plunged into the coldness of the Nine Netherworld, and the nine divine arrows seemed to have eyes, chasing directly towards the ten golden crows.

The Ten Golden Crows felt a blur in front of their eyes. When they opened their eyes, the arrow was right in front of them. The look of horror was still on their faces. Their bodies ached and they stared blankly at the wounds on their chests that were spitting out blood. A suction force hit them. The true spirit wrapped in the soul was absorbed by the arrow, and the blazing golden flames of the sun ignited, bang! boom! boom! One after another, the bodies of the golden crows fell to death, just like the death of the sun. A total of nine suns fell. The sad and pitiful cries of the crows resounded through the sky, making people cry when they heard them.

Divine arrows shot out like lightning, Gengjin Qi broke through the golden crow's protective divine light, Cold Iron Qi resisted the firepower of the sun's golden flames, countless witch spells imprisoned the divine soul and the true spirit, shattering the true spirit, leaving no hope of rebirth. .

The true spirit is the foundation for all living beings to exist in the world. It records everything in life. The true spirit is shattered and all memories are lost. From then on, the law of heaven abandons it and all tracks are erased. The core of the soul is the true spirit. If the soul is damaged, it can be reincarnated and rebuilt. If the true spirit is damaged, it means true death and not even reincarnation.

In a matter of seconds, nine Golden Crows were killed by divine arrows, and only the youngest, the Tenth Prince, was spared because of the protection of his brothers. When the nine arrows were used up, Hou Yi would pull out the arrows from the corpse of a Golden Crow and continue to shoot the last Golden Crow.

The tenth prince endured the grief, his eyes wept with blood, and he spread his wings with all his strength while screaming. He used all his magic power, and billowing golden flames appeared on his body, flying straight to the heaven like a fireball. At the same time, the unique crow of the golden crow became more and more urgent, hoping that the heaven would notice.

Just when Hou Yi finished his battle, fully drew the bowstring, and was about to shoot the last arrow, the sky opened wide, and a simple giant bell struck hard, like a mountain of tai, pressing down on the top, casting a shadow. Hou Yi felt the pressure of being closely watched, and a sense of danger surged into his heart. In panic, he turned his arrow around and shot out an arrow. With a bang, it stirred up little ripples on the yellow clouds of Donghuang Bell. With a sound, layers of sound waves visible to the naked eye hit, brushing against Hou Yi, and with a "wow" sound, his chest was like a giant hammer hitting, and his ears were like a golden bell striking, shaking his soul, and he was severely injured in one blow.

A treasure map with flowing stars flew over, wrapped up the ten princes and flew to heaven. The Donghuang Bell was hit by an arrow, paused, and then continued to press down. The boundless spiritual energy was forced open, and the rapidly compressed air produced a series of sonic booms, and even fragments of colored light were produced by friction.

Hou Yi was shrouded by the huge shadow pressing down from the sky, unable to move. He was suppressed by the inexplicable pressure of the Donghuang Bell. His soul was knocked out of place by the ubiquitous sound waves. Various strange sounds rang in his ears from time to time. It will be the moaning charm of Huajie and Liuxiang, sometimes it will be the fairy music of Jiutian Yaotai, sometimes it will be the roar of tsunami that shatters the earth, sometimes it will be the gentle breeze blowing, even if it covers the ears, it will be like a magic sound filling the brain, needles will It irritates the membranes and makes it difficult to concentrate.

After all, the Donghuang Bell is an innate treasure. Even if it has not been completely refined by Donghuang Taiyi, its magic power and Taoism are at the same level as the ancestral witch. There is no comparison with the small witch, but the power of the Donghuang Bell has already made it so powerful. Hou Yi had difficulty breathing and felt that death was so close to him.

Donghuang Taiyi was wearing a platinum robe with a three-legged golden crow embroidered on it. The endless true fire of the sun enveloped his body, and the stars in the sky were shining. He was extremely sacred and majestic. Donghuang Taiyi took back the Donghuang Bell, and the god Looking at the fallen Nine Golden Crows, there was sadness in his eyes. It was rare for the Three-legged Golden Crow clan to admit defeat. At first, there were only two of them, Di Jun and him. Now they finally have ten nephews, and Donghuang Taiyi loves them very much. , even more so than Di Jun.

Seeing that the population of the Three-legged Golden Crow clan is prosperous, but today nine nephews have died, how can they not make Donghuang angry? The sadness dissipates, leaving only endless anger. His eyes are blazing with anger, and he turns to the culprit, wishing he could After Hou Yi ate his flesh and devoured his bones, he sacrificed the Donghuang Bell in his hand again and struck it down with immeasurable power. Hou Yi watched helplessly as the Donghuang Bell fell. He had no power to fight back and his skull was broken directly. He was so strong and powerful. The great witch's body suddenly fell to the ground, and his body died.

But at this moment, a light of merit fell from the sky and fell directly on the corpse of the great witch Hou Yi. It rolled up Hou Yi's true spirit and disappeared.

Donghuang Taiyi did not expect that such a thing would happen again. He was unable to stop him, so he could only watch Hou Yi's true spirit escape. The hatred in his heart could not be eliminated, but there was nothing he could do.

Although Hou Yi only shot the sun to avenge his friends, he had great merits in the ancient world and saved hundreds of millions of sentient beings. Under the operation of heaven, the merits came down and protected his true spirit. It can be regarded as the result of cause and effect. His life should not be cut off, even if it is Donghuang Taiyi, a quasi-sage strongman, did not dare to take action at this time.

Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the Pangu Palace in the depths of the ancient world with hatred. With a wave of his sleeves, he rolled up the corpses of the nine golden crows, the spirit of Hou Yi, the sun-shooting bow and arrows, and turned around to leave, returning to the heaven.

Emperor Jun of Heaven could not hide his sadness. Looking at the frightened and trembling Tenth Prince, with overwhelming hatred in his heart, he said to Taiyi Donghuang who had turned around.

"My son died tragically. I can't bear to take revenge. I plan to send Xiao Shi to the Wa Palace and shelter him under the Queen's throne to avoid being robbed in the war. It also counts as keeping this single seedling. Then we will start a war with the Wu Clan. I don't know. What do you think?"

Emperor Jun said with blood and tears flowing down his face. The demon emperor of a generation was forced to live here. His bloodline was not preserved and he had to stay under the shelter of others. It is very likely that heaven and earth will be separated forever from now on. It will be difficult to see each other again. What a shame.

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were as close as brothers, so they naturally hated the Wu Clan very much and would not object.

As the starlight circulated, the traces of the two of them were lost. After a while, they came to a palace shrouded in pink glow. On the plaque with the auspicious light, the three words "Wa Palace" were written in the celestial rune Juan.

Fairy Jinfeng led the two of them into the palace. The empress sat on the cloud bed and waited for the two of them. Emperor Jun pulled the tenth prince to his knees and said bitterly and imploringly: "The empress has great magical powers. She must have already known what my evil son has done. Things. Now that the war is coming, I don’t want this single seedling to be robbed. I hope that the empress will protect it and let it protect the Wa Palace. Emperor Jun is grateful."

After saying this, they kept kowtowing. Emperor Jun and Donghuang Tai kept kowtowing until their foreheads were dripping with blood.

The empress looked at the Emperor Jun at the foot of the stairs, and was filled with emotions in her heart. The proud Demon Emperor had never bowed down to him before, but today he bent down and knelt before him for the sake of his only son. It was really hard for all the parents in the world.

The empress's expressionless face also showed a trace of unbearability, and she said to Di Jun, who was still kowtowing.

"Get up and let the tenth prince live in the Wa Palace."

Emperor Jun's face showed joy when he heard this, and tears could not help but fall on his face. He pulled the tenth prince over and warned him earnestly.

"From now on, stay close to your Majesty and serve her well. Don't get into trouble. My father will take you back after you have settled your relationship with the Witch Clan."