Traveling through the heavens from swallowing

Chapter 575 I have something to say, please listen carefully, the Jinwu tribe needs a master

A strong man from the Jinwu tribe could no longer bear it, stepped forward and scolded:

"You damned ant, stay away from the sacred Fusang tree! It belongs to my people!"

Strong men from major Ziwei forces such as the Human King Palace, the Changsheng Temple, and the Taiyin Divine Sect also spoke up, and everyone said that the Fusang sacred tree was theirs.

"This sacred Fusang tree belongs to my Golden Crow clan. No one can dare to covet it!" an old Golden Crow said grimly.

On the side, the eight princes of the Jinwu tribe were full of murderous intent, staring closely at the major forces and the five people under the Fusang tree, as if they would take action immediately if anything went wrong.

"The sacred Fusang tree belongs to the Golden Crow clan? Bullshit! The Fusang tree should belong to our Human Desire Dao!" Li Tian and Yan Yixi flew over riding the Goddess Furnace. They sneered in the air and looked down at them. Lu Ya and two old Golden Crows flew down, holding black-winged golden halberds, and came over to intimidate them.

The Son of Taiyin God and Taoist Sanque also flew over, holding ancient holy weapons to confront both sides, fighting for advantageous terrain, ready to snatch the sacred Fusang Tree at any time.

The people in Guanghan Palace looked at Yi Qingwu, who was sitting cross-legged in the air under the Fusang tree with the moonlight covering her body. They didn't understand what was going on for a moment and didn't dare to act rashly.

The Human King Palace, Purple Star Divine Dynasty and others watched coldly and did not express their stance for the time being, as if they wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.

The Eighth Prince of Jinwu wears a purple gold crown and a golden robe. He has a terrifying aura and a high level of cultivation. He is a very powerful leader-level figure.

With an arrogant look and disdainful eyes, he scolded the five people under the tree:
"You ants of the human race, get out of the range of the Fusang tree. Come over here and kowtow as you step by step to accept your death. This will save the lives of all your clansmen. Otherwise, the troops of my Golden Crow clan will surely wipe out your sect!"

The people in Guanghan Palace were furious: "What did you say? Say it again!"

The five people under the tree include Guanghan Palace's next Palace Master Yi Qingwu, so the Taoist sects that the Eighth Prince Jinwu wanted to wipe out naturally include Guanghan Palace. This is too outrageous!

Guanghan Palace is an immortal force with a long history. Although its personnel are few, each of them strives for excellence. Its overall strength is by no means inferior to other top forces. Do you, the Jinwu clan, dare to say that you will destroy it?

The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow glanced at the people of the Guanghan Palace. He had no intention of changing his words. Instead, he said disdainfully, "Who do you think the Guanghan Palace is? How dare you provoke me, the Golden Crow Clan?"

His eyes wandered over the fairies in Guanghan Palace, with an obscene smile on his face: "I heard that Guanghantian in Guanghan Palace can cultivate extremely pure Taiyin Moonlight Power, which gradually transforms the practitioner's physique into Guanghan Spirit Body. It is an excellent furnace for those of us who practice the Way of the Sun. It seems that you can't wait to come to my Jinwu tribe to be slaves and maids."

All the people in Guanghan Palace are women, and all of them are extremely beautiful fairy-level figures. They are usually coveted by others. Now that the Eighth Prince of Jinwu has said this, it is not only the Jinwu clan that is worried.

The leading woman of Guanghan Palace was furious: "How dare you."

Before she could finish her words, a faint moonlight rose from under the Fusang tree and rushed into the sky at lightning speed.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, a gigantic Guanghan Palace broke through the clouds and pressed down. It seemed real and illusory, with a blurry image, but there was an endless amount of bright moonlight shining down, illuminating the world, as if the moon was setting.

The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow was taken into the sky without a single groan. The moon surged, and the cold light shone through. In the blink of an eye, the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow, who was just speaking out, turned into ashes. The Guanghan Sky Palace also dissipated into moonlight and disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the ashes falling from the sky, as if they were falling into a dream.

The Jinwu clan has ten princes, all of whom are leaders, and all of them have fire essences within them. They are extremely powerful and can burn everything into ashes. This is extremely powerful and unprecedented. No master of a major power can have such a group of terrifying descendants.

This is an incomparable and terrifying force, representing the glorious and bright future of the Jinwu clan. Everyone has the possibility of becoming a saint. However, now, surrounded by the masters of the Jinwu clan, they are turned into ashes and die without a burial place.

The Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow, Lu Ya, was the first to react. Holding the Golden Crow Tribe's inherited sacred weapon, the Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd, he shouted angrily, "Yi Qingwu!"

Lu Ya is Yin Tiande's sworn brother, a terrifying golden crow that tore apart dragons and killed celestial rocs when he was young. He is extremely talented, and more than a handful of peerless leaders have died in his hands.

His hands were covered in blood, he was extremely powerful, and he had ten brothers with him. If they all went out together, who in the world would dare to offend him?

Unexpectedly, without him noticing, Lao Ba was refined by Yi Qingwu. How could he not be furious?
He brandished the phoenix-wing gilded halberd, and the magic weapon transformed into a golden crow and rushed out, slashing fiercely at Yi Qingwu and the others who were sitting cross-legged under the tree.

The Golden Crow Clan's Phoenix-Wing Gilded Halberd, also known as the Crow-Wing Divine Halberd, is shaped like a spear, with two phoenix-wing blades hanging on its ears. It is covered in golden divine rays of light and is extremely sharp.

This is a weapon forged by a great sage of the Golden Crow clan. It has withstood countless calamities and is immortal. No one knows how many tens of thousands of years it has been passed down. It contains the power of the gods and can suppress all spirits.

The terrifying aura froze the vast North Sea, startled all the ancient beasts in the boundless sea, and made the monks on the scene tremble.

This is the power of the holy weapon. Once it is revived, it is comparable to the birth of a saint. Although it is difficult to fully exert its divine power, it is enough to suppress all powerful lords.

The fairies in Guanghan Palace all changed color and shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

However, apart from scolding, they could do nothing else. The inherited sacred weapon of Guanghan Palace was in Yi Qingwu's possession, and they did not have a sacred weapon that could compete with the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Halberd.

Facing the attack of the holy weapon, Yi Qingwu remained calm. Her beautiful face was full of calmness and composure. With a wave of her white hand, a beautiful palace flew out from her palm, suddenly enlarging into a giant palace of a thousand feet, bursting out with infinite holy power.

Guanghan Que, the sacred weapon inherited from Guanghan Palace, was also left by a great sage. Its power is no less than the Phoenix-wing Gilded Halberd of the Golden Crow Clan. Under the urging of Yi Qingwu, who was already stronger than Lu Ya and is now much stronger, it burst out with a power even more powerful than the Phoenix-wing Gilded Halberd.

The two ancient sacred weapons encountered each other but did not collide. Instead, they emitted wisps of divine light, which condensed like magnets, and the two were in a stalemate.

The loud sound of the Golden Crow rang out, as if it echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. Golden flames were steaming, and the holy power of the sun poured down with overwhelming force.

However, the moonlight of the moon is invisible and intangible, illuminating all rivers and streams. Guanghanque remains unmoved by the burning of the sun's holy power, but instead bursts out with even more powerful moon power to extinguish the sun and suppress the divine spear!

Lu Ya's face changed drastically. The tremendous pressure made him unable to utter a word. He could only use all his strength to keep the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Halberd operating, trying to break free from Guanghanque's suppression, but he couldn't do it at all.

"So strong! It's only been a few years, but Yi Qingwu has become so strong. Is Yin Tiande still her match?"

Only when you feel the pressure from Yi Qingwu, you will know how powerful and invincible Yi Qingwu is now.

Lu Ya has always known that he is not as good as Yin Tiande and Yi Qingwu, the two geniuses in the first echelon, but he is not too far behind.

Ten years ago, Lu Ya also fought with Yin Tiande and Yi Qingwu, but he did not feel such a big gap. He thought that he had made a lot of progress in the past ten years and had caught up with the level of the two. However, unexpectedly, the gap seemed to be even bigger, and he was directly left behind by several streets.

"puff!"

Lu Ya finally couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back a few steps, and the Phoenix-wing Gilded Halberd lost its power and was immediately completely suppressed by Guanghan Que.

"Lu Ya!"

Seeing that their own holy weapon was about to be taken away, the people of the Jinwu clan did not care about bullying the weak or the majority. More than a dozen ancestors, the Jinwu Crown Prince, and powerful men attacked at the same time and forcibly snatched the Phoenix-wing Gilded Halberd back.

But the price was that an ancestor of the Jinwu clan was taken into Guanghan Palace instead of the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Halberd, following in the footsteps of the Eighth Prince of the Jinwu clan.

The world was silent, and everyone looked at Yi Qingwu in shock, who was always cool and calm, and was deeply amazed by her.

Too strong. In the scene just now, it can be said that he single-handedly fought against the entire Golden Crow clan that came from the North Sea. There were nearly forty powerful people in total!

Is this the Fairy Guanghan? She is indeed one of the two great geniuses with the potential to be an emperor. Her strength may have surpassed that of a great being and reached another realm!

Everyone marveled at Yi Qingwu's strength, while Yi Qingwu herself forced herself to swallow back the blood that was about to spurt out.

After all, she was only a powerful seventh-level warrior. Facing nearly forty powerful men of the Jinwu clan, including several geniuses like the Jinwu Prince who could easily kill powerful men, as well as the great sacred weapon, the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Halberd, it was still too much for her.

What's more, this is Tanggu. Although it doesn't have much suppression on her, it has a huge boost for the Jinwu clan. Even so, she didn't lose, which is already very scary. If the current Yin Tiande were to be in her position, he would definitely not be able to do this.

For this, she must thank Liu Mang for his profound guidance during this period, which made her stronger. This is simply a grace of rebirth, and there is nothing wrong with giving herself to him!

The Jinwu tribe, which had tried to take back the Holy Weapon, were all furious. A prince and an ancestor had died, and the Holy Weapon was almost taken away. This was a naked provocation to the Jinwu tribe!

"Everyone, please step back. Today we will kill Yi Qingwu and the others. They dare to kill our Golden Crow's direct descendant. Even the resurrected Sun Ancient Emperor cannot save them!"

A prince of the Jinwu tribe spoke, and they dispersed and surrounded the Fusang Golden Sacred Tree and Yi Qingwu and others in the center.

Ye Fan looked bewildered. What does Yi Qingwu killing the Golden Crow have to do with us? Why did she kill us too?

He looked at the god and said, "Senior, the Golden Crow Clan is going to kill me. When will you fulfill your promise? I don't want to die with regrets."

The gods want to ignore him, but you are clicking on me, right? Let me see if I will pay attention to you!
"You of the Jinwu clan have too big an appetite. You clearly want to keep this immortal tree for yourself!" Someone sneered in secret.

"This tree is the residence of the ancestor of our Jinwu clan. Is there any doubt about this?" A prince of the Jinwu clan spoke, his eyes sweeping across the space and time like lightning, trying to find the person who spoke and burn him to death to make an example of him.

"What evidence do you have to say that this is the sacred tree of your ancestors?" The person in the dark sneered.

"That's the evidence!" The crow in the sky spoke, pointing to the lush golden leaves, where a crow's nest was vaguely visible.

“It’s useless to say these things. The fact that the Golden Crow once built a nest on it doesn’t prove anything. Everyone knows that the sacred Fusang tree accompanied the ancient Sun Emperor in attaining enlightenment and that it belongs to the human race.” A living fossil from the Palace of the Human King spoke up.

The Palace of the Human King is one of the most ancient heritages of the human race. Their statement at this time made the atmosphere on the scene suddenly become subtle.

The Jinwu tribe sneered: "I also said that the Fusang sacred tree is the companion sacred tree of our Jinwu tribe's ancestor!" The tenth prince of the Jinwu tribe stood up. He was the youngest and full of youthful vigor. He spoke very impolitely, saying: "In various myths and legends, Fusang and Jinwu are inseparable. We even suspect that the Ancient Sun Emperor is the ancestor of our Jinwu tribe."

“Hahahaha, how shameless!” Li Tian laughed, holding the Goddess Furnace and looking down, saying: “Why don’t you say that the founder of the Human King Palace, the founder of Guanghan Palace, the ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and the Laozi of the Bajing Palace are all incarnations of your ancestors?”

The Third Prince of the Golden Crow Clan said arrogantly: "It's not impossible!"

Li Tian was speechless, this was really shameless.
"Ami. Ahem. Blessings and infinite heavenly master, please stop arguing and listen to what I have to say."

Suddenly, a clear voice came from under the Fusang tree. The voice was not loud, but it penetrated everyone's heart, as if the sound of the avenue from heaven was resounding, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

The heroes were shocked, this was undoubtedly an almighty powerful being!
They looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Taoist Liu Mang, who had been sitting in front of the Fusang tree, had silently arrived among the heroes.

Liu Mang is wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with his feet on the Yin-Yang Wheel, chaos hanging above his head, and a green lotus of creation on his back. He holds a Nine Heavens Whisk in one hand and a Xiantian Pure Bottle in the other. His image is a combination of various myths and legends, and his aura is as domineering as a real god.

Everyone was stunned. Where did this big guy come from? Why was his appearance so terrifying?
"I have something to say, please listen carefully." Liu Mang flicked his whisk and spoke loudly.

The heroes looked at each other and nodded silently.

The Jinwu tribe is worthy of being the Jinwu tribe. As a villain force, even the Emperor of Heaven dared to go up against them. At this time, facing the strong, of course they were neither humble nor overbearing. The second prince of the Jinwu snorted coldly and said, "If you have anything to say, say it now!"

Liu Mang didn't care and directly stated the conclusion: "What I want to say is that the Jinwu people are just idiots!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence at first, and then the crowd was excited. Countless people spontaneously applauded, and I don't know how many people responded to Liu Mang and shouted "Senior is right" regardless of the danger.

Liu Mang sighed, the world has suffered from the Golden Crow for a long time!

The Jinwu clan was of course furious, and the Second Prince of Jinwu even summoned the Sun Fire Essence, which was born from the extreme concentration of the sun's holy power and could burn everything, in order to give the crazy Liu Mang a bath.

Liu Mang stopped him in time: "Wait, I have something else to say!"

The crowd became even more excited, and the voices of "Let him speak" and "Let him speak" were heard continuously.

The Second Prince of Jinwu had an unpleasant expression on his face, but he did not want to arouse public anger under such circumstances, so he actually let Liu Mang say it.

In this case, we must not let the people down.

"I have been raising chickens since I was young. I felt sorry for the chicks who had no roof over their heads, so I built a chicken coop for them at home. So, does my home belong to the chickens?"

The heroes were stunned and immediately realized that this was saying that the Jinwu tribe determined that the Fusang Tree was theirs because of the existence of the Wuchao.

Countless people immediately echoed the sentiment: "It doesn't belong! It doesn't belong!"

Then another smart person turned his eyes and led everyone to shout: "The chicken belongs to you! The chicken belongs to you!"

The heroes gathered together to respond, and the cry of “The chicken belongs to you” resounded throughout Tang Valley, shaking the water of the North Sea into surging.

The faces of all the members of the Jinwu clan looked ugly. This was going against the Jinwu clan!

"Set up the formation and kill him here!" shouted the eldest prince of the Jinwu tribe. Although he was over fifty years old, he had a sharpness that could not be matched by any young man. His Taoist robes fluttered, his golden hair was loose, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"boom!"

Except for Lu Ya, the seven Golden Crow princes and one Golden Crow clan ancestor all stood in specific positions, with intricate patterns spreading out under their feet, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The eight Golden Crows each held an ancient battle flag in their hands, created by a saint! This was a fatal strike, not giving Liu Mang a single chance, and at the same time, they were also planning and acting to seize the sacred tree.

"What? This is the ancient divine formation of the Golden Crow Clan!"

"They have actually laid out this divine pattern. This is an ancient killing array. The peerless God King will be filled with hatred if he is trapped in it!"

People were horrified. This was the Jinwu clan's great religious formation that had not been used for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but they didn't expect it to be set up for Ye Fan.

They watched quietly as Liu Mang was surrounded by the formation, with regret flashing in their eyes.

What a great senior master! He spoke up for justice and dared to say no to the sarcasm and ridicule of the powerful Jinwu clan, but he eventually died at the hands of the Jinwu clan.

Some people, however, are not so sure about this.

Someone looked puzzled: "Is that senior the elder brother of the ancient saint who appeared in the Great Wilderness?"

"Are you talking about the ancient saint who fought a whole ship of ancient ancestor kings and exterminated them?"

"Have other ancient saints appeared in Ziwei recently?"

An elderly man who had watched the conversation between the old madman and Liu Mang carefully identified it and took a breath of cold air.

"Yes, it is that senior. If you remove all the external features and only keep the black and white Taoist robe, isn't he the terrifying senior that even the ancient saints have to call Big Brother?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed and they quietly retreated behind the crowd, with a disposable black jade platform ready for crossing the river, ready to escape hundreds of thousands of miles away at any time.

Although they support Liu Mang and are unlikely to be attacked by him, any cultivator knows one thing: when gods fight, mortals suffer.

Compared to them, Liu Mang and the Jinwu tribe are both gods. Once a fight breaks out, it will be a catastrophe. They, the "mortals", might die from AOE. Of course, they must be prepared to escape at any time.

As for why they don't run away now and have to wait until the war starts.
Everyone has to have some dignity. If you run away before the fight even starts, what kind of hero are you? You will be laughed at by the world.

Moreover, high-level confrontations are extremely rare for them. Who knows what they might learn from watching the battle, which would be a lifelong benefit, so they are reluctant to give up.

"boom!"

A vast ocean-like power surged, dark clouds rolled, and demonic clouds surged into the sky, flooding the place all at once!
The eight-pole flag is as black as ink, like the eight ancient gods and demons. It is terrifying and boundless. Standing there, it has the power to cross the three thousand realms.

At this moment, a terrifying light rose up from this ancient killing array, blazing and frightening. A golden figure appeared, standing proudly among the dark clouds swallowing the sky. He was extremely tall, towering into the magic cloud, and long rays shot out from his eyes. The golden light reaches dozens of miles!

That is the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan. The Golden Crow Clan summoned out his virtual clone through a formation. It is extremely terrifying and undoubtedly possesses the strength of a saint. Without the saint, no one can resist him!
The terrifying aura emitted caused many people in Tanggu to fall to the ground on the spot, unable to stand at all. That kind of unruly and domineering aura, as if he was the only one in the world, made everyone tremble with fear!
Only the powerful ones with holy weapons can remain calm, and no one else can move without being frightened.

"What are the Jinwu tribe going to do?" Many people were puzzled, thinking that the Jinwu tribe was making a fuss out of nothing. Was it necessary to use such a terrifying formation to kill a person?
They were not aware of Liu Mang's strength and thought that he was just a king at most. The Jinwu Clan certainly thought so too.

Does the King need the Golden Crow Great Saint's clone to deal with him? Of course not!
So it is obvious that the Jinwu tribe wants to take down the Fusang tree as well!
The persons in charge of the Palace of the Human King, the Changsheng Temple, the Taiyin Sect, the Guanghan Palace, etc. all had gloomy expressions on their faces. The Golden Crow Clan actually took the opportunity to wipe out everything at once!

"boom"

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, devilish fog surged, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, as if arriving in the ancient times. A golden figure stood in the clouds, with eyes that were intimidating, more dazzling than the sun!

He had already made his move and stepped forward, intending to kill Liu Mang. The overwhelming power he unleashed shook the nine heavens and ten earths, and was not far away.

“Who am I, who am I…” The one-armed old man in green asked himself. Stimulated by the strong solar holy power from the clone of the Golden Crow Great Sage, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He suddenly raised his head and picked up the sarcophagus.

"I'm."

boom!
The huge golden figure was overwhelming, and its mere appearance caused a huge change in the world. It was supposed to be like a god descending to the earth to destroy all enemies and burn everything in the universe, but it didn't expect that it would suffer a tragic defeat as soon as it came into the world.

Facing the terrifying clone of the Golden Crow Great Sage, Liu Mang calmly stretched out his right hand. The moment his palm was extended, it suddenly enlarged to a thousand feet. The power of yin and yang swirled around and he grabbed the golden figure in his palm and crushed it with a bang.

The holy power of the Golden Crow Great Sage's clone suddenly disappeared. The divine thoughts lost their stimulation and his eyes became dazed again. He also completely forgot the name that he was about to say. He stood there holding the sarcophagus and fell into confusion.

Who am I, where am I, what do I do?
The gods were confused, and the Golden Crow clan was frightened.

Damn, it's too scary. He crushed the Golden Crow clan's most powerful move, the Golden Crow Great Saint's clone, with one hand. Where did you come from? !

Yi Qingwu and Ying Yue were dazzled by what they saw. The Jinwu clan had stood at the top of the ancient Ziwei star for a long time, and no other sect dared to be their enemy.

They all grew up hearing about the power of the Golden Crow Clan, and never imagined that one day someone would be able to kill the Golden Crow like a chicken.

And now, such an existence appeared, and the clone of the Great Sage Jin Crow was crushed as soon as it appeared. One of the most important resources of the Jin Crow clan was directly lost. How invincible and powerful is this?

Ye Fan was also fascinated by what he saw. He and Liu Mang had been friends for decades. They studied together, played together, went to Beidou together, and practiced together.

He believed that what Liu Mang could do today, he would be able to do in the future. He, Ye Fan, had never been weaker than anyone else in his life. One day, he would also be so powerful and invincible, dominating the world!
“I say, the Fusang Tree needs a master, Tanggu needs a master, and the Jinwu tribe also needs a master. What do you think, who is the right person to take on this role?” Liu Mang asked with a smile, but the majesty that crushed the Golden Crow Great Sage’s clone had not yet dissipated, and it was becoming even more surging.

Everyone cursed in their hearts, since you said so, who else could this person be but you!
(End of this chapter)