Jianjun, she just wants to eat soft rice

When the huge bird bone waved, it made a rattling sound, and a huge black mist filled the entire Golden Crow Tomb, only the scorching flame vacated a clean place.

The golden coffin in the Golden Crow Tomb is different from the other two, but placed horizontally in the center.The coffin lid was thrown to the ground, and the coffin was empty.There is no remains of the Golden Crow, and there are no spells engraved on all sides.The more Huaizhen felt depressed, her brows were always furrowed, and when the group of golden black bones rushed towards her, she immediately sacrificed several sword lights.

The sword beams crisscrossed in the dark Golden Crow Tomb, and hit the Golden Crow's joints, making a teeth-itching rubbing sound.The disintegrated Golden Crow fell to the ground, moving back and forth under the influence of the black mist, as if trying to stand up again.

"My... ancestor..." Di Yunshen's tone gradually softened. He was originally cowardly, but now seeing the misery of the Golden Crow Tomb, his brow was covered with cold sweat.If it wasn't for Zangzhu, how could he personally accompany Yue Huaizhen and the two to come here?He didn't want to expose the remains of his ancestors to the ground, but when he saw Yue Huai's cold and murderous expression, he suppressed his thoughts.He said tremblingly, "Golden Crow Tomb, how did it become like this?"

Yue Huaizhen raised his eyelids, but did not answer.This golden coffin has not been tampered with, so Emperor Shunyuan should have fallen normally.As for the bad breath... Yue Huai really frowned and couldn't think of the reason.She waved her sleeves, and the sword light intertwined into a dense net in the air, twisting towards the golden crow that surrounded the three of them.The phoenix divine fire rose suddenly, burning in this space full of Yin Qi, devouring the evil Qi bit by bit.

The bad breath seemed to be able to perceive the power of the Phoenix Divine Fire, and it turned into a ferocious face amidst Jie Jie's weird laughter, and opened its mouth to bite towards the Phoenix Divine Fire.If the Phoenix Divine Fire is unable to subdue the evil, it will be swallowed by the evil energy.The golden coffin here is not different, but the evil spirit accumulated is stronger than the previous two.This is the case here, but what about the place where the Dragon Lord was buried in the past?Cold sweat broke out on Yue Huaizhen's forehead, the Phoenix Divine Fire was shaking in the struggle against the evil energy, the cold chill seemed to climb up the spine, and was penetrating the skin little by little.In a trance, Yue Huaizhen heard a soft sigh, a sharp sword shined in his eyes, and the sword fell, cutting off a lot of the strong evil spirit.

Yue Huaizhen took a step back, and cast a cold glance at Xuan Qinghe who had drawn out the sword. The emotion that had been suppressed by her rolled up again, making the sockets of his eyes red.

Xuan Qinghe lowered her eyes, her way of the sword overcomes all evils, cuts off falsehoods, and can cut away all dharmas with one sword.The evil spirit seemed to have sensed the strength of the sword energy, and receded backward like a tide, and finally got into the tomb behind.

Yue Huaizhen didn't look at Xuan Qinghe, but stared at Di Yunshen, and asked in a deep voice: "Did there exist fallen immortals in the Jinwu clan in the past?"

Di Yunshen shook his head like a rattle, and said, "No."

Yue Huaizhen said again: "Then why is the evil spirit entering the grave?" Di Yunshen couldn't see anything from the panicked face, so she shifted her gaze to the faintly burning Golden Crow Fire.The evil spirit is suppressed here by the strange fire, if the evil spirit cannot be removed, this strange fire cannot be taken away.After a long time, she heard her own voice: "I want to open the grave."

"No way!" Di Yunshen said immediately, sweating coldly under Yue Huaizhen's gaze.Those golden black bones that fell on the ground came out by themselves, but they were not all in the tomb.He could bear her touching those golden black bones wrapped in evil spirits, but disturbing the sleep of other clansmen was already his bottom line.Di Yunshen straightened his back, resisting the substantial terrifying pressure, and said, "Is there no other way?"

Yue Huai let out a light sigh, and she said slowly: "Then wait here until all the golden black bones crawl out of the tomb."

Di Yun froze when he heard the words, he lowered his head and frowned tightly, as if he was thinking about the more sincere words.But Xuan Qinghe didn't want to wait for this time. With a flash of her eyes, she saw a sword light slashing towards the tomb where the evil spirit had penetrated before. The tombstone was split in half by the sword light, and the rest was cut in a slow On the slowly emerging figure.

The shadow continued to elongate, slowly forming an illusory image.The image was facing away from them, the white robe was embroidered with flowing cloud patterns with gold thread, and he was wearing a jade crown, looking like a beautiful Taoist with a towering crown and a magnificent belt.

Di Yunshen's tone was extremely surprised: "Ah, father?" He stared at the figure in front of him, and said quickly, "Why did father come out of my sister's grave? Could it be that he was also buried nearby?" He was at a loss He looked at Yue Huaizhen in puzzlement, hoping to find the answer from her face.But how did Yue Huaizhen know about the great changes of the Jinwu tribe?She put her hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at "Emperor Shunyuan" in front of her vigilantly.

"My sister just sacrificed her life, and didn't leave her body in the Golden Crow Tomb." Di Yun's deep voice was full of frustration and remorse. After a while, he cheered up again, and raised his voice, "Father came back. , is my Jinwu no longer embarrassed?"

Thick black clouds condensed and swirled above the Golden Crow Tomb, dense and dense, as if they were all over the Golden Crow Clan.

After taking the medicine, Zangzhu's condition eased a bit, she braced her body and looked in the direction of the Golden Crow Tomb, her brows and eyes were full of worry.

"How did the sacrificial fire become like that?" Zangzhu said to himself.After getting the news of Wang Hongzhi, she guessed that Heavenly Court would use that magic weapon. If the blood bait Jiyang got enough bait, it could compete with the "Daoxuan Tribulation Pearl", but the current blood bait Jiyang is just When he was born, he was naturally no match for that thing.Before she left, she had told her uncle to use the golden crows in the clan to sacrifice fire to fight against it, but she never thought that such an accident would happen. "No, I'm going to the Golden Crow Tomb to have a look—" She struggled to stand up, her meridians screamed with pain when she moved, but she just endured it.

Master Jiuxuan frowned as he looked at her, but she was also worried about the changes in the Golden Crow Tomb, so she didn't stop her.

In the Golden Crow Tomb.

The dark clouds were peeled away by a cluster of flames, and a huge three-legged golden crow phantom appeared above, looking up at the sky and letting out a mournful cry.Di Yunshen's eardrums ached as if being pricked by a needle, and the flames on his body flashed, turning into the original shape of the Golden Crow in that treacherous cry.He couldn't control his spiritual power, and radiated scorching flames in all directions, until a cold sword intent forced him to break free from the strange restraint, and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Yue Huaizhen said in a deep voice: "That's bad breath." A deep disgust flashed across her brows and eyes, she raised her sword with her right hand, and was about to slash at "Di Shun Yuan", but the sword shadow was captured by Di Yun. Blocked by moves with flames.Di Yunshen's cheeks were pale, and his condition was obviously not good.He took a few steps back, distanced himself from Yue Huaizhen, raised his voice and said: "That's my father!" He stared at Yue Huaizhen, and said, "What if it were Phoenix Lord? Would you Do you want to do it?"

Yue Huaizhen replied without hesitation: "Yes." She didn't have much respect for Di Yunshen to her elders, and with a sweep of her sword light, she swung away those who were in the way.But Di Yunshen, who had always been cowardly, summoned up his strength at this moment, and insisted on standing in front of "Di Shunyuan" even though he left a lot of sword marks and bloodstains on himself.

Di Yun said loudly: "Father is back, it is our Golden Crow's hope. I know you hate the Golden Crow, I am willing to let you enter the clan territory and take away the Golden Crow's source fire, but I can't let you destroy the Golden Crow."

Yue Huaizhen was really impatient, the phoenix fire all over his body ignited, and a phoenix figure appeared behind him, and the scorching phoenix flame expanded outwards, almost filling the entire Golden Crow Tomb.

Xuan Qinghe's eyes were always following Yue Huaizhen, and she knew that this was not a good time to mention other things.She intended to solve the trouble for Yue Huaizhen, but the whistle on the sword could barely be heard, and she heard Yue Huaizhen's annoyed tone: "Don't worry about it." Xuan Qing and Wen Yan raised their eyebrows, and she sighed softly With a sigh of relief, he held down the restless Tianxing Sword, and obediently took a step back.

Di Yunshen's cultivation is very average, far inferior to Meng Hong and other pulse masters.

Fireworks burned his robes, and his face was contorted with pain.Yue Huai really didn't want his life, and didn't want him to stop her movements, so she sent Di Yunshen flying again, and a sword energy attached to Phoenix Divine Fire directly nailed him to the wall.

Yue Huaizhen said coldly: "This is bad breath, not the old Golden Crow Lord. If he is the Golden Crow Lord, why doesn't he look back when he sees you like this?"

Di Yun felt a deep pain in his heart, his eyes were gradually covered with anger and hatred, he desperately struggled to get off the wall, but the phoenix divine fire devoured his inspiration, no matter how he moved, it was useless .

Xuan Qinghe said in a low voice: "The bad breath is getting stronger again."

Yue Huaizhen didn't respond, only the sudden burst of bright sword light showed that she had listened to the words.

Zangzhu in the outer room quickened her pace when she sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, and when she stepped into the Golden Crow Tomb, what she saw was Di Yunshen nailed to the wall by the sword light. "Uncle——" she yelled, a surge of anger surged up, and her spiritual power traveled through the veins, which added a burden to the seriously injured body, and immediately fell back a few steps, holding the wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you here?" A soft, spring-like voice sounded.

The "Emperor Shunyuan", who was suspended on the mound and turned his back to everyone, turned around slowly, his tone was very familiar to Zangzhu, and that face was also the pain and hatred of her life.

"A... sister, sister?" Di Yunshen, who had been looking forward to "Di Shun Yuan", was also taken aback and stopped struggling.He stared at the face that was exactly the same as his sister's, and tears gradually came out of the corners of his eyes.

Zangzhu's face was miserable, and she murmured: "A Niang..." She was there when A Niang sacrificed her life fire to the clan land, and she was also when A Niang sacrificed her body into a puppet. Hate, hate the Emperor of Heaven, and also hate my own origin.But the Jinwu clan is helpless, let alone her who is still young?Her eyes were filled with tears, she stared blankly at the familiar face, suddenly, her body trembled suddenly, she said with trembling lips, "No, you are not my aunt, my aunt is already dead!"

She supported her body and shrank back, her eyes, which still had emotions such as grief and disbelief, suddenly turned to Yue Huaizhen and said, "Evil spirit? Fallen fairy?"

Yue Huai frowned and nodded.

The figure was stunned by Zangzhu's retreat, and then let out a sharp laugh, but when it got to the back, the laugh became rough and painful.The face originally composed of light and shadow began to change and twist, sometimes it was Princess Jinwu, and sometimes it turned into "Emperor Shunyuan".Di Yunshen on the wall just stared at him blankly, a chill spreading all over his body.

"I am the Golden Crow, does it matter who I am?" "Di Shunyuan" said, his tone full of malice.His eyes turned to Yue Huaizhen, and he smiled miserably, "Phoenix Divine Fire is a descendant of Feng Xiuru... Does she regret it now? Why suppress the Fallen Immortal? Why don't we all destroy it together?" When the tone fell, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it fiercely in front of him, creating a howling wind.The sword light landed on his palm, and there was a crisp sound of "Dang--", the bad breath wrapped around his body again, forming a layer of gray armor, and the expression of "Di Shunyuan" became more and more violent and manic .

"Is Meng Xinling dead? Is Ji Xuanhuang dead? I used to fight for the immortals of all parties, why did I get this scene now? Did the Golden Crow not hate? Why are all descendants so incompetent? If so, let's perish together !"

"Emperor Shun Yuan" looked ferocious, and when the white robe was waved, it brought up the poisonous fire full of black air, colliding with the sword shadow and phoenix flame in midair.There was a surge of evil energy in his right hand, and he took a deep breath towards Di Yun on the wall.The sword light mixed with the phoenix flame was firmly nailed to the wall, and when it was pulled out, the golden light pierced through Di Yunshen, and the bright red blood dripped to the ground and was instantly absorbed by the soil.Seeing that Di Yunshen was about to fall into the hands of the vicious "Di Shunyuan", a sword light cut off the suction of "Di Shunyuan".Xuan Qinghe frowned, swept towards Di Yunshen like a gust of wind, reached out and grabbed him and threw him to Master Jiuxuan.

"The immortal world will not be destroyed, and I will never let go of my hatred." Jie Jie's strange smile accompanied by the words of "Emperor Shun Yuan" echoed above the Golden Crow Tomb. , forming a new body.He became more and more fierce as he fought, the poisonous fire fell to the ground and made a sizzling sound, as if countless poisonous snakes were spitting out their letters.

Yue Huaizhen frowned and took a step back, his anger grew out of hatred, each had his own pain, what is the current "Emperor Shunyuan" hating?

A trace of malice fell from his temples, and the floating strands of hair were burned away by the poisonous fire in an instant.

Xuan Qinghe stared at Yue Huaizhen's back, frowning suddenly.She thought of Yue Hua's sincere words, and fidgeted with the golden bell on her waist, but she couldn't hold back the tumbling emotions in her heart.The turbulent sword energy surged in the Golden Crow Tomb, like destroying mountains and seas!The entire Golden Crow Tomb seems to be filled with countless ruthless and cold blades, which penetrate "Emperor Shun Yuan" with Xuan Qinghe's thoughts.The black air surrounding him had already been partly burned by the phoenix fire, and the remaining layer of gray armor was as thin as a piece of paper in front of the sword that roared like mountains and seas, and was pierced through in an instant. "Emperor Shunyuan" wanted to repeat the old trick, but the black air twisted violently and melted little by little in the sword glow, leaving only a fragile remnant soul full of hatred, which was lightly tapped by the tip of the sword. It was sealed in a coffin.

"Father—" Di Yunshen yelled. Originally, his injuries were not serious, but he was stimulated by "Di Shunyuan", which made the burned area of ​​the Phoenix Divine Fire larger. Blood gurgles everywhere.

"That's bad breath!" Cang Zhu was much calmer than the agitated Di Yunshen, she braced her body and walked forward.However, he was startled by Xuan Qing and the evil spirit remaining on his sword, and stopped abruptly.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword was stuck in the ground, Xuan Qinghe pressed the hilt.The distance between her and Yue Huaizhen is very close, but it seems to be across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Yue Huaizhen murmured: "Born from hatred, where does hatred come from?"

Master Jiuxuan sighed, "Maybe it's the blood of the Jinwu clan."

Yue Huaizhen frowned and thought for a while, but still felt strange.She looked at Di Yunshen and said, "Has anyone else been here at the Golden Crow Tomb?"

Di Yun was stunned, and shook his head after a long time.

It was really impossible to ask anything from Jin Wu's mouth, she turned her gaze to the remnant soul in the coffin.It is different from Zhengyin, it will dissipate soon after losing the bad air, it is the breeding of bad air, and it has become a part of the bad air.After thinking for a while, Yue Huaizhen directly stripped the memory of the remnant soul, and swept the chaotic memory with her divine sense, but she still caught a hateful figure!Her face became strange, followed by endless anger.

"What did you see?" Master Jiuxuan didn't overlook Yuehuai's true movements.

Yue Huaizhen suppressed her anger, and said in a cold voice: "Ji Xuanhuang is here." She looked at Di Yunshen who was at a loss, with a sneering smile on her brows and eyes, and said, "The Golden Crow who threw himself into the Heavenly Court When hugging."

Di Yunshen said in a daze: "I, why don't I know?"

Zang Zhu took a deep breath, and said again: "What did he do here?"

Yue Huaizhen pondered for a moment, and still said: "I told you about the former wife of the head of the Golden Crow clan."

Di Yunshen still said in a daze: "Aniang?" In the past, the Jinwu clan went to the battlefield, and his Aniang was one of the brave generals.It's a pity that when he was fighting with the gods, he was unfortunately infected with evil spirits until he died in battle.Since A Niang's death, my father has been unhappy, and looked very disheartened. Not long after, he also died in battle with the elites of the Golden Crow.

Yue Huai took a deep look at Di Yun, and said vaguely: "The former wife of the Golden Crow Clan did not die in battle, but was forced to death by Meng Xinling." The burial place of the dead, telling the dirty and dirty truth.Afterwards, Princess Jinwu married into the Heavenly Court, and when she came back, she sacrificed her own fire with hatred... Hatred grew in the barren mound along with the evil spirit, until recently the Golden Crow clan was bloody again due to the attack of the Heavenly Court. Earth... the hatred that had been brewing for thousands of years could not be suppressed after all.

Di Yunshen didn't understand.

Zangzhu's ears were buzzing, and it took a long time before he fully woke up.She raised her head, her fearful eyes swept over Xuan Qinghe, and finally landed on Yue Huaizhen, she said: "Thank you." The Heavenly Court suffered heavy damage, but her Jinwu clan did better than expected , it's just that she and her uncle are more miserable.From now on, regardless of whether there is that person, it is impossible for the Jinwu clan to compete with Fenglaishan.

Yue Huaizhen nodded lightly, after the bad breath was swept away, she reached out to pick off the "Golden Crow Origin Fire".

"Are you going to fight in the Heavenly Court?" Yue Huaizhen heard her voice when passing by Master Jiuxuan.Her footsteps stopped, her eyes were full of hatred, her face seemed to be frozen, as white as snow, and as cold as snow.

"not the right time yet."

Master Jiuxuan breathed a sigh of relief, she was not afraid that she would harbor true hatred, but she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

It seemed that Jinwu's actions this time were not at the right time.

But if it wasn't for this time, they wouldn't have released the sacrificial fire, and they wouldn't have known how the evil spirit in the Golden Crow Tomb permeated and grew.

Heavenly Court Palace.

The immortal who notified him lowered his head lower and lower under Boyuan's angry gaze, wishing he could hide himself in the cracks in the ground so that he could avoid Boyuan's angry flames.

"Almost the whole army was wiped out? Only Huang Gan fled back?" The four words almost came out from between Bo Yuan's teeth, and he split the table in front of him in half with a slap.

After the news came out, the expressions of the masters of the veins were not very good, because the last time the heavenly court urged, even if the clan did not have that level of power, they sent their nephews to help out. Who knew that the Jinwu could be so capable?

Boyuan clenched his fists and roared loudly, "How did you lose?"

The immortal did not dare to answer, but cast his sights on Dizheng Quanyu.Quan Yu cursed secretly in his heart, but still bit the bullet and stepped forward and said, "I don't know." All the names of the immortal officials were hidden, and the extracted memory fragments were crushed into pieces under a riot of spiritual power. He almost thought that That tyrannical force would jump out of the memory and rush to him, obliterating him from the world.

"Who wants to lead the army?" Bo Yuan coldly glanced down.

But the voice fell, and no one answered.After all, Si Tianzheng was defeated, so they may not have a chance of winning.There must be a secret magic weapon on the side of Jinwu, right?Otherwise, how could it be such a result?Everyone was silent like a cicada, and it seemed that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard in the Dharma Hall.Until the Qingluan vein master came out, he said loudly: "My son, this is a family matter, and no one wants to make such a scene, why not ask for peace?"

As soon as he said this, there were a lot of echoing words, not only the monster race, but also the human race.

Everyone knows that Emperor Boyuan loves to employ human races, but they can't stand such "graciousness"!

Boyuan's icy eyes fell on Chi Heng's body, he gritted his teeth and said, "What does Fazheng think?"

Chi Heng came out unhurriedly, and said loudly: "I have already contacted the Dharma Protectors and Sages, and the two adults think it is good to stop the war."

There was a clicking sound, and it turned out that Bo Yuan crushed the wrench in his hand after hearing these words!

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Xuan Qinghe: The second day of trembling.