Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

He just held the wooden stick, and kept chasing, and kept chasing, without stopping to rest in the middle.

After a long time, Kuafu also felt tired and sweated profusely.

He has been chasing the ten golden crows. Although he did not catch up with them, he has been suffering from the real fire of the sun.

The real fire of the sun is not an ordinary fire, but one of the most powerful divine fires in the prehistoric times.

Even as a great witch, he was a little unbearable under the real fire of the sun for such a long time.

Slowly, I don't know how long after chasing, Kuafu finally stopped, suddenly feeling very thirsty.

Just in front of him was a river, squatting down, Kuafu opened his mouth and drank.

Since there was a huge suction force in his mouth, the entire river was not too small, but in Kuafu's mouth, it seemed so small.

With just one sip, the entire river was drank dry.

In this way, Kuafu still hadn't quenched his thirst, he was still unbearably thirsty, so he looked up and looked around for water.

Standing up and taking a few steps, he came to a river again, squatted down, and drank again.

Whoa!

The huge river water was sucked into his mouth and fell into his belly.

Kuafu gulped down the river. This river was bigger than the previous one, so he drank several sips before draining it.

But even so, Kuafu's thirst still hasn't been relieved much.

He stood up and looked up, but he couldn't find any river.

"Water, I want water."

Kuafu's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he almost forgot his purpose.

Walking in great strides in the wilderness, looking for new water sources.

Not long after walking, he suddenly paused and stopped.

A sliver of clarity returned to his eyes, and he looked at the golden crow that had already flown far into the sky, and cursed angrily, "Damn you rogue."

Boom!

After cursing, he lost his strength and fell down, making a sound like a landslide.

At the last moment, Kuafu threw the wooden stick in his hand, scattered in the air, fell into the ground, and turned into a huge peach forest.

Countless peach trees were born, and after a short time, they blossomed and bore countless peaches that were big, sweet and thirst-quenching. Unfortunately, Kuafu could no longer eat them.

After chasing for too long and enduring too much sun and fire, he has reached his limit.

After falling down, he never got up again.

The body changed, Kuafu died, and turned into a mountain. In the mountain, there were two huge rivers flowing along the mountain.

The Wu Clan, when Kuafu died, all the Wu Clan felt a sense, and they felt grief from their hearts.

Hou Yi looked at the place where Kuafu died, and clenched his fists: "Kuafu."

After taking a look, he looked at the ten golden crows in the sky: "It's all of you, it's all of you."

He went out, intending to succeed Kuafu and kill the ten golden crows.

"I'm going to kill them!"

A thought appeared in Hou Yi's mind.

"The Golden Crow's body is full of the real fire of the sun, and ordinary weapons will melt without getting close."

Hou Yi was very calm, he did not lose his mind.

He knew that in order to kill the Golden Crow, a powerful weapon was necessary, but his Wu Clan did not have such a weapon.

The strongest body of the Wu Clan is their body. When they fight, they rely on their own bodies.

Their bodies are their best weapons.

However, for Jinwu, obviously, this would not work.

Therefore, he needs a weapon that is not afraid of the real fire of the sun. If the Wu Clan doesn't have one, he will go outside to find it.

Hou Yi left the Wu clan and walked towards other places.

He searched all over the mountains, all over the world, to find a weapon that would allow him to kill the Golden Crow.

Kuafu is his friend, and he must avenge him.

It's just that the real fire of the sun is so powerful. In the wild, there are many weapons and magic weapons, but there are not many people who are not afraid of the real fire of the sun.

Of course, not much does not mean there is no.

In addition to the two Lich clans, there are also hundreds of clans in the wilderness. These races are very weak to Liches, but they also have a lot of background.

Among them, there may not be any weapons he needs.

However, when Hou Yi appeared, everyone knew that he wanted to avenge Kuafu.

He wants to kill Jinwu.

What is the existence of the Golden Crow? It is the emperor of the demon clan, the son of Di Jun.

Hou Yi dared to kill Jinwu, it was because he belonged to the witch clan and was not afraid of the monster clan.

They are terrible, even if they have weapons in their hands, they dare not give them to Houyi.

If Di Jun found out, after the fall, the wrath of the Yaozu would not be something their small tribe could bear.

Therefore, Hou Yi went to hundreds of clans, but they all returned empty-handed.

Coming out of the last race, Hou Yi was full of grief and indignation: "Could it be that there is no weapon in this world that can kill the Golden Crow?"

"Little brother, I see that your bones are amazing, especially suitable for bows and arrows. I will give you this ice bow and profound arrow."

Chapter 121 The Destiny of the Golden Crow (No.17 update, [-] first order plus update)

Hou Yi turned his head to look, and saw an old man with white beard and white hair who appeared next to him at some point, holding a crystal clear bow and arrow in his hand.

"who are you?"

Hou Yi's body muscles tensed for a moment, and he stared at the old man vigilantly.

"How about it? Do you want this ice bow and profound arrow?"

The old man didn't answer, but shook the bow and arrow in his hand at Hou Yi.

Hou Yi stared at the old man for a long time.

"want."

Hearing this, the old man was very straightforward, and put the bow and arrow in Hou Yi's hands.

boom!

The moment he started, there was an extremely icy breath, and Hou Yi almost turned into an ice sculpture, frozen in place.

After a long time, Hou Yi finally realized, looked at the bow and arrow in his hand in shock, and muttered to himself: "Ice Bow and Black Arrow!"

The name of the bow and arrow is Ice Bow and Black Arrow, just like its name, extremely cold.

Even a great witch like Hou Yi, when he first came into contact with it, was captured by this extremely cold breath and lost consciousness.

"This bow and arrow will surely kill those golden crows!" Hou Yi was a little excited.

After turning his thoughts around, he remembered the old man who gave him a bow and arrow.

Looking at the place where the old man was originally, it was empty, and there was no one there.

Hou Yi said silently, "Who is it?"

There is no doubt that this person is very strong, strong beyond his sensing range.

Not only was there no sound when the old man appeared, but even when he left, it was also silent.

Whether he left or appeared, Hou Yi didn't notice the slightest thing.

After thinking quietly for a long time, Hou Yi let go of his thoughts, no matter who the old man was or what purpose he had.

At least he gave himself such a bow and arrow, which can help him achieve his desired goal, so why bother with the others.

Hou Yi took a step and turned back to the Wu family.

With the bow and arrow, next, he needs to prepare well and take a rest.

During this period of time, he was really tired after looking for weapons for too long.

In this state, it is not suitable for fighting.

When he is rested, he will shoot the bow and shoot the sun!

.......

After Hou Yi left, the old man who disappeared just now reappeared.

Looking at Hou Yi's back, the old man's eyes were complicated: "Hou Yi shoots the sun!"

The old man is Duobao.

He was originally in the Kunlun Mountains, after refining the ice bow and black arrow.

Suddenly, he sensed Hou Yi's breath, and then a spatial fluctuation flashed, and he appeared beside Hou Yi.

It was almost discovered by Hou Yi.

Fortunately, he made a decisive decision, changed his body shape, and turned into an old man, so Hou Yi didn't find out that it was him.

He wanted to participate in myths and legends like Houyi shooting the sun, but he didn't want to use his own body to participate.

After all, behind Jinwu is the Yaozu, and now he can't afford to offend the Yaozu.

Jin Wu is Di Jun's son, if Di Jun knows that he participated in his son's death and played a significant role in it, it will be troublesome.

Duobao sighed and looked at Houyi: "Houyi shoots the sun!"

Looking up at the sky, ten golden crows are flying fast, circles and circles, repeating along the world.

After looking at it for a moment, suddenly, Duobao narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

The divine sense swept towards the sky and landed on the ten golden crows in an instant.

"The breath is wrong...why is there no wisdom?"

Di Jun's son is a fool?

Duobao was puzzled, observed more carefully, and soon discovered the clue: "No, it's not that he doesn't have wisdom, but he was burned out."

Duobao's complexion suddenly became weird.

As the master of fire, the three-legged Golden Crow, who was born with the sun's true fire, the most powerful divine fire in the wild, would be burned unconscious and lose his mind?

Why does this sound so absurd?

Duobao instinctively didn't believe it, but the message returned by his divine sense clearly told him that this was the truth.

"......"

Little by little, his spiritual thoughts swept carefully over the bodies of all the Golden Crows, and Duobao's complexion gradually became serious.

"This is... the power of the cycle of fire?"

On the bodies of the ten golden crows, Duobao found a trace of the power of the great circulation of fire.

It turned into rich and continuous firepower, pouring it into the ten Golden Crows.

At this time, the ten golden crows seemed to have opened a channel leading to the great cycle of fire, and endless firepower poured out of it and fell into their bodies.

"No wonder!"

Understood, Duobao suddenly realized, no wonder even the ruler of fire, the three-legged Golden Crow can be burned unconscious, it turned out that it triggered the cycle of fire.

The cycle of fire is one of the great cycles of the five elements in the prehistoric world, representing the prehistoric world.

It represents the manifestation of fire in the prehistoric world.

Although the three-legged Golden Crow is strong and is the master of fire, it is also under the great cycle of fire.