Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 669
Don't look at Mo Chen being scratched, Mo Chen is not a warrior who relies on close combat to make a living, he is a krypton gold magician with high attack and high defense, the real fire of the sun, the purple gold gourd and the borrowed chaotic clock, all these It is his trump card. As for other methods, he is no better than other quasi-sages.

As long as he thinks, as soon as the real fire of the sun comes out, he can instantly turn the roc into a roast chicken. With his current mana to activate the real fire of the sun, the power of the quasi-sage second heaven has to be defeated, let alone just The gold-winged roc bird of the quasi-sage first layer?

But it's a pity, he doesn't want to fight, but the Golden-winged Dapeng doesn't think so. Thinking of his dignified saint brother, even when he was captured in Lingshan in the past, he didn't suffer any injuries. Didn't he be treated respectfully when he walked there? , this time his paws were burned, how could he swallow this breath?

Therefore, the golden-winged roc suddenly became full of hostility, looking at Mo Chen with killing intent in his eyes, he said coldly: "Okay, very good, the reputation of the Great Sage Burning Heaven is not false, but today I I'd better experience it, your famous sun that shakes the Three Realms is really hot!"

Boo!
With an incomparably loud cry that resounded for thousands of miles, the golden-winged roc was covered in golden light, and it changed into its original shape in the blink of an eye. A roc with a height of thousands of feet and a wingspan covering the sky stood proudly in the air , His feathers and feathers are like swords, the golden light is dazzling, blinding the eyes, the golden wings are spread out, sharp as knives, and the beak is sharp and fierce.

At this moment, just such a terrifying big bird was staring fiercely at Mo Chen, as if it was going to swallow him in the next moment.

Mo Chen heaved a long sigh. The golden-winged roc is of course uniquely blessed. It was born for fighting. Every part of its body is tight and has almost no weaknesses. However, it is him who is facing him. He has the ability to fight across borders. Ability, and this golden-winged roc can at most show off its prestige in the same rank, how can he be afraid?

It's just Kong Xuan sage, if you really don't care about this matter, then I'm going to do something ruthless!

Mo Chen glanced at the west resentfully, and then with a thought, he was ready to urge the real fire of the sun to clean up the golden-winged roc, but why use the real fire of the sun instead of the purple gold gourd? Turn into pus and blood, or let him out obediently?

hum!
The two were gathering momentum and preparing to attack when suddenly two extremely terrifying aura waves came from the north. The masters of the two auras had stronger mana than these two. What happened?

The golden-winged roc and Mo Chen immediately lost the intention of fighting again, and they used their supernatural powers immediately, and looked towards the direction where the aura spread, and the two auras were located in the north of the North Sea !

Beiming, Demon Master Palace.

Taoist Lu Ya was dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a scarlet red Taoist robe, bright as fire, with a yellow gourd hanging on his waist, full of evil spirits, and a small copper bell tied to the gourd, exquisite and simple, quite For the sake of looking good, it dilutes the evil spirit of the gourd a bit.

These two inconspicuous little gadgets are none other than the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and the Heaven-Opening Treasure Chaos Clock, which are so powerful in the Three Realms.These two treasures are the confidence of Taoist Lu Ya. In the past few months, he has been practicing in seclusion. He didn't dare to come to Beiming to trouble the demon master Kunpeng until his energy and spirit reached the peak. After all, he is With the great power of the quasi-sage Sanchong, even if he borrowed the Eastern Emperor Bell, he did not have the confidence to win.

"Old thief Kunpeng, get out!" Floating above the ice layer, Daoist Lu Ya yelled angrily, and his powerful mana was mixed in the voice, and immediately smashed the ice that hadn't thawed for thousands of years. , the sound quickly spread down along the sea water, and within a split second, all the monsters in the Demon Master's Palace could hear it clearly.

Kunpeng, who was cultivating in the Demon Master's Palace, suddenly opened his eyes. He was not annoyed when he heard the scolding. Instead, he smiled sinisterly, got up and raised his legs. The whole person disappeared from the sea water and appeared on the sea level superior.

"Who is this seat? It was originally the Ninth Prince who came to visit. Why, haven't you found your memory when you ran away a few times ago? You still want to take your own humiliation. This seat will not let you go easily this time." The middle-aged man transformed into Kunpeng said with disdain, he looked Taoist Lu Ya up and down, and when he saw the small bronze bell on the gourd, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Taoist Lu Ya has experienced several catastrophes at any rate, and he is naturally in a good mood. Although he came to take revenge, he still maintained enough sobriety not to be blown away by Kunpeng's few words. He said coldly: "Don't you Let me go, I haven't planned to let you go! I will definitely kill you, an old thief, on the spot today, to comfort the souls of my father and uncle!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ya didn't talk too much, his body flashed with red golden brilliance, and large groups of real fire from the sun poured in immediately, forming a three-legged golden crow above his head. Melting the nearby space into nothingness, the water volume of the entire North Sea dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let's do this again. If Emperor Jun is resurrected and Tai Yi is alive, their sun is really hot, and I'm still a little bit afraid. You are a junior, but you can't help me." Kunpeng looked at the burning sky and boiling the sea. The sun is really hot, but his expression is not touched at all.

That's right, the Golden Crow's innate supernatural powers are certainly powerful, but at the level of the quasi-sage, under the continuous transformation of mana, the real fire of the sun can't look down on it as before. At most, it has some advantages in the battle of the same level. There is a world away, and this Lu Ya does not have Mo Chen's fortuitous encounter. He is only a second-level quasi-sage. How can he deal with the third-level Kunpeng with the real fire of the sun?
Of course Taoist Lu Ya knew this, but he snorted coldly and said, "Stop rambling, watch the fire!"

With a thought, the three-legged golden crow soared into the sky and quickly struck towards Kunpeng. At the same time, he tapped the gourd lightly with his fingers, and an undetectable streak shot out of the gourd. The white light quickly merged into the Golden Crow's body, and none of this was discovered by the Kunpeng.

On the other side, Kunpeng stretched out his palm with a single palm, and all his powerful mana was spread on his palm. The dark mana had a faint force of devouring and pulling, and blackened half of the sky. Standing behind the mana, he looked like a The demon god is alive.

puff!

Before the three-legged Golden Crow flew in front of Kunpeng, the palm of his hand was like a black hole, and its devouring power suddenly increased, pulling it over quickly. The real sun fire on Jinwu's body and his mana consumed each other, like snow water It was a pity that Lie Yan was obviously not a match for the dark mana, and the three-legged Golden Crow gradually became transparent, almost dissipating.

good chance!
With a thought in Lu Ya's mind, the three-legged Golden Crow burst open suddenly, and then a white awn shot out from within it, directly grabbing Kunpeng's head...

(End of this chapter)