Fengyunlu

The moon quietly sets, the crows cry, and the whole earth is covered with golden light. This not only heralds the arrival of dawn, but also symbolizes prosperity and prosperity at home and abroad. But in the end, only when the real sunshine appears can the cry of the sun sound. It is the golden crow beast that spreads its wings and flies!

In the vast sky, the Golden Crow looks like an inky crow, or a golden pheasant. Its body is one and a half feet long, and its wings are four feet long when spread out. Its body is black with a hint of inky color, and inky with a hint of gold. Its body is covered with golden feathers, golden wings, golden feathers, and a golden beak. There is a real golden seal of sunlight on its chest, which exudes a mysterious aura. Moreover, the Golden Crow's true meaning on its third foot has turned into a seal, vaguely appearing in the real sunlight.

Outside, it is surrounded by the true fire of the sun, and the heat is so high that it can even burn everything around it, and burn all the sacrifices. The Golden Crow can fly up to the sky at any time, and can also exist in an illusory way at any time. It deserves the name of being far away!

Feng Wanlin looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh. What he said before was interrupted by the Golden Crow, and he didn't want to say anything at this moment. The Golden Crow grabbed a piece of the bright moon and tilted its head to look at it. Its eyes seemed to sweep across the real sunlight, and it seemed to be looking at a certain direction.

The look in the Golden Crow's eyes made Feng Wanlin shrink back involuntarily. There was no doubt that the hatred that wanted to destroy the world must have been sealed here before, so it had such a great resentment.

Alas... Chen'er's fate is indeed a disaster! ! Feng Wanlin sighed in his heart, helplessly hoping to survive this disaster, but the magnitude of this disaster was such that even he himself didn't know if he could survive it.

However, as a father, Feng Wanlin once again held tightly the pride of his life, his life-long magic weapon - the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear!

The cry of the Golden Crow sounded again, and there was a movement in the sky. Feng Wanlin raised the cold spear in his hand, wanting to fight with the Golden Crow, but before leaving, the Golden Crow actually spoke, causing his body to stop in place.

"Human race? You shattered the lunar eclipse and destroyed the moon, is it also just to covet me?" The words of the Golden Crow were full of anger and the breath of sunshine. After it finished speaking, it flapped its black and gold wings twice, and a burst of hot feeling swept over.

The scorching heat of the Golden Crow and the scorching sunlight turned all the debris in the picture into nothing, and even the chaos seemed to be burned out.

"No! You have transformed into an artifact spirit and burned your origin. You are already at the end of your road. You don't seem to be greedy for me, so why are you helping me?" Without waiting for Feng Wanlin to speak, Jinwu said again. After he finished speaking, he looked at the cold spear in Feng Wanlin's hand, and at the same time, he glanced at Jiuyou who was trapped on the side intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiuyou saw Jinwu's gaze and interrupted Feng Wanlin before he could speak: "Haha, I thought you were imprisoned by the Jinwu clan. It turns out that you are a remnant of the Jinwu Emperor. Haha, you deserve it. You betrayed us and put everyone in trouble."

Jiuyou's words gave Feng Wanlin a clue. It turned out that Jinwu and Jiuyou were old acquaintances, and from Jiuyou's words it could be seen that they should have been one, but for some reason they parted ways and finally fell into trouble.

Jiuyou's words just now made Feng Wanlin guess that the Golden Crow might not be its real body. What is shown now might just be its remains, or a clone transformed through magical powers.

If this is the case, then the current situation, even if it reaches the worst outcome, if Jinwu and Jiuyou join forces, their remaining bodies may not be a match for Feng Wanlin at this moment.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanlin became relaxed instead. He just observed quietly from the side without interrupting, while also thinking about how to deal with it later.

At this moment, looking back at the reaction of the Golden Crow, it was soaring in the sky. After hearing Jiuyou's words, it did not show any anger or guilt. Instead, it sighed, as if hiding some unspeakable emotions: "Alas, thinking back to the beginning, someone suddenly intervened, causing all kinds of changes. If I hadn't left, I'm afraid all of us would have suffered misfortune. Besides, even if we have to investigate the responsibility, wasn't it you, Jiuyou, who was behind the scenes to sow discord and drive everyone to take action?"

Jiuyou sneered in response, with anger in his tone: "I'm trying to sow discord? Haha, if we don't take the initiative to attack, do we have to wait for the other party to set a trap and then be dealt with one by one?" However, Jinwu was not angry about this, and it was unwilling to argue with Jiuyou: "Forget it, there is no point in arguing with you. However, looking at your current situation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape. Well, I will help you and make you less resentful."

After saying that, the Golden Crow spread its wings and suddenly pounced towards Jiuyou. The power it brought seemed to be about to spit out the true fire of the sun and burn off the divine lock that trapped Jiuyou. At this moment, Feng Wanlin finally spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he shot a gun, first using the sharp edge to force the Golden Crow back, and then using a little power between his fingers to shoot the light blue mysterious light into Jiuyou's body. He continued: "Jiuyou's current situation is very critical, and his body is already in tatters. Although you are an ancient divine beast, even if you descend in your true form, don't think of taking Jiuyou away from me."

As Feng Wanlin finished speaking, the light blue light entered Jiuyou's body and immediately turned into a lava-like force, wreaking havoc in his broken energy. Jiuyou felt a sharp pain, as if a sharp blade shaving his bones was cutting through his remaining energy, causing him unbearable pain.

Jinwu admired Feng Wanlin's ability. Although he had transformed into a broken body, he was still not something that ordinary Xuanmen could deal with. Jinwu asked Jiuyou: "Do you know who was able to force me back and leave you with only the remnants of your essence?" Jiuyou replied painfully: "You...you know it in your heart."

Feng Wanlin said calmly: "Senior, you don't have to be polite. I took action this time only because of Jiuyou. Although you are an ancient divine beast, a nine-day divine beast, I don't know why you are in this situation, but it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my child."

Feng Wanlin continued, "So, please temporarily put away your true yang power and leave this formation. When you pass through my child's remnant sea and reach the thunder pool, my brother Lei Gong will receive you. Once the affairs in the sea are settled, I will personally thank you. If you have any wishes, just tell me. Although I am unable to do it, I will ask my brother to help you realize it."

After Feng Wanlin finished speaking, his spiritual fire instantly burned up, and he held the cold spear in his hand even tighter. His meaning was very clear. If Jinwu left now, then it would be fine. If he was unwilling to leave, then he would attack without hesitation, because Jiuyou was trapped and could not cause chaos, and Jinwu was his biggest threat at the moment.

After hearing this, the Golden Crow immediately understood what Feng Wanlin meant. It trembled slightly, and the golden light in its eyes flickered, as if it was struggling internally. Then, it decided to stay where it was and said to Feng Wanlin: "Although you helped me out of the predicament, I should agree to your request, but I can't just ignore Jiuyou. So..."

Jiuyou interrupted Jinwu anxiously: "You still have time to talk, why don't you hurry up and do it, can't you see that I am being cut and my soul is being cut?" Jinwu ignored Jiuyou's complaints and just apologized to Feng Wanlin: "Young man, don't be angry, I have no ill intentions, but I have to do this now. When all this is over, if there is a chance, I will compensate you."

After saying this, the Golden Crow no longer hesitated. It spread its wings and cut through the sky. The True Yang Golden Seal on its chest instantly shone, and the surrounding Golden Crow True Meanings also shone together, merging into one, and the third golden foot also followed suit. Then, it opened its mouth and stepped on the ground. The Sun True Fire immediately moved, and the heat waves rolled up and rushed straight into the sky, then shrank back into the third golden foot, greatly increasing its power. The artistic conception of burning everything was already filled with the power of the True Yang.

At this moment, the Golden Crow had transformed into a large sun, shining brightly in all directions within the True Yang Diagram, as if it could peel away the clouds and mist, dispel confusion, and even had the intention of burning through the True Yang Diagram's principles. Feng Wanlin felt this power, and his fire began to sway, with the burning power raging within the True Yang Diagram, along with the Cloud Phoenix bloodline that had temporarily merged with the power of the Nine Netherworld Divine Weapon, and part of the origin of the Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear, which also began to move.

"Forget about the compensation. Once Jiuyou dies, don't ruin my self-cultivation plan." Feng Wanlin's words revealed a cold determination. His eyes were like the frost in winter, staring at the battlefield in the distance. Before that, he had been ready to meet the fierce attack of Jinwu. The cold light of the spear tip pointed directly at Jiuyou, like a frozen poisonous snake, waiting for the best time to attack.

Feng Wanlin knew that every move and every change of Jinwu was to protect Jiuyou. He knew that as long as Jiuyou's protector was removed, all his worries would disappear. His strategy was like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's vital points, impeccable.

However, Jinwu's actions were beyond his expectations. He transformed into True Yang, with blazing flames, like a blazing sun in the sky, burning half of the sky, but he still failed to crack Jiuyou's Soul-Locking Spear Execution. Feng Wanlin frowned slightly, he didn't understand why Jinwu was so persistent, preferring to burn himself rather than crack the spear execution that trapped Jiuyou.

He thought, if Jinwu really burned the True Yang Diagram to ashes, Jiuyou would still be trapped in the execution, and would still be beheaded, which would undoubtedly be a futile struggle. However, what he didn't understand, Jiuyou had already seen through. He chuckled, with a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in his words: "You are really frightening, and you still have a trick up your sleeve for me. Well, I am the one who was saved after all, how can I not pay the price. You should put away the true fire, anyway, you have melted a corner of that bitch's bloodline."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Wanlin's spear was as powerful as a storm, and before Jiuyou could react, it had already reached him. This spear was extremely powerful, but its power was beyond Feng Wanlin's expectations. Originally, he thought that even if Jiuyou was at the end of his rope, he should be able to struggle, and at the very least, he would not be easily killed.

However, when the cold light cut through the sky, Jiuyou's devil flames dissipated in an instant, leaving him no chance to struggle. His netherworld power gradually disappeared along with the annihilation of his remaining essence. This was the scene of the fall of the Hades Emperor, which was shocking!

"do you died?"

Feng Wanlin was secretly puzzled, but he immediately rejected this idea. "No, he must have run away!" He firmly believed that Jiuyou had come since ancient times and must have had unfathomable calculations. Even though he had shattered Jiuyou's true body three years ago, the shot at this moment was definitely not completely unsolvable, and Jiuyou would never be destroyed so easily.

The only possibility was that Jiuyou had a back-up plan. He seemed trapped and in pain before, but Feng Wanlin was convinced after deep thought that he must be waiting for the right opportunity or delaying the burning of the Spiritual Source Fire in order to solve his dilemma.

As expected, Feng Wanlin went forward to investigate. Where Jiuyou disappeared, there was no trace of Tongtian Talisman. Only the traces of the demon essence dissipating and the disappearance of the underworld were left. It seemed that Jiuyou must have taken the opportunity to escape, but how he escaped from the True Yang Diagram and Chen'er's body without any signs or breath, Feng Wanlin could not understand for a moment.

However, even if he escaped, he must have paid a heavy price. He resisted the residual magic flames of the gun-execution lock god, which consumed at least half of his remaining strength. In his current state, it is probably difficult for him to get out of the desperate situation set by his brother on the altar.

It seems that now is a good time to pursue. Feng Wanlin and his brother have joined forces. Even if Jiuyou has more tricks up his sleeve, he will definitely not be able to escape this life-and-death situation.

Having made up his mind, Feng Wanlin looked up at the big golden crow hanging high in the sky, only to see that it had retracted its blazing light and the true fire of the sun had almost disappeared. It was obvious that it had no intention of breaking through and harming Feng Chen.

Feeling relieved, he said, "Since you have no intention of harming me, I would like to thank you. I will not bear grudges against you any more. But Jiuyou escaped, and I am ready to kill him. Please wait for me and we will go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hid the spiritual fire, preparing to burn for a long time, then stretched out his body, wanting to evolve the true yang, cross the remnant sea, and go straight to the altar to kill Jiuyou.

However, just as he moved, his white robe trembled slightly, and before he could transform into a virtual form, he was interrupted by Jinwu's words, and his intention to leave was blocked.

"Youngsters of the human race, do not rush to chase after him. This emperor has said that there is a hidden story in this matter." After the Golden Crow's voice fell, it had put away its true fire and transformed into a human form, landing in front of Feng Wanlin, with an elegant demeanor and handsome face, like a god.

"Oh? What do you mean by that, senior?" Feng Wanlin asked, wondering, while carefully looking at Jinwu. He was in his thirties, a proud and heroic man, wearing a phoenix feather robe with flowing gold and ironing, with a noble face in the lacquer and ink, and a noble aura in the golden shadow. When he stood there, he seemed to be unmoved by the eight winds, and he was the only one in the world.