Perhaps out of appreciation for his talent, Master Shiya outside the hurricane began to persuade him earnestly.

"Let's just go ahead and capture him. With your ability, Supreme Immortal Chixiao, why bother to submit to Dong Jun and suffer his suppression? If you come to my new heaven, why worry about not being able to show off your grand plans and realize your ambitions?"

Xiao Jinwu used his whip to knock off the left wing where Gale was struggling most fiercely, and laughed when he heard this.

Not knowing what he meant, Master Shi Ya thought he had been persuaded by himself, so he stepped forward to persuade him without resorting to force, which was unbecoming of an elegant scholar.

"Good birds choose trees to roost in, and wise ministers choose their masters to serve. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is a wise master who takes the world as his own responsibility. He has benefited all over the world and benefited all the wilderness. The Immortal Chixiao also worked with His Majesty. What kind of person is he?

You should know it in your heart; Lang Gen eradicated the important ministers of the gods who had contributed to the heaven for his own selfish desires, and his ruthlessness and unrighteousness can be seen. The Immortal in the Red Sky is wise and understanding, why not abandon the dark and turn to the bright, assist the good master, and establish immortal merits?"

"Finished?"

Shi Yashangshangshen said: "I wonder what the immortal will of Chixiao is like?"

Little Golden Crow smiled slightly, and couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that someone like me, a notorious evil god among the gods, would be willing to recruit me now!"

Master Shiya spoke sincerely, as if he was already a member of the new heaven. He comforted him with gentle words: "It is normal for people with talents to be arrogant. His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, treats the virtuous and the corporal, cherishes talents and loves talents, so how can he do it because of this?"

Missing a good minister due to ordinary things?"

"You praise me so highly, I feel a little embarrassed. It's a pity..." Little Golden Crow showed a little joy, then turned to regret, and wiped the sweat from his forehead to prevent it from flowing into his eyes.

, and then snapped his fingers.

Just as Lord Shiya was about to ask what was the pity, a tall red gold flame suddenly shot out from the center of the hurricane hovering in front of him.

If it were a nearby flame, it would be extremely easy for him to melt it away, but the Little Golden Crow made it 100% the real fire of the sun, mixed in the hurricane, like a poisonous snake dormant in the deep grass, and a sudden blow could kill it.

However, even if he hurriedly retreated, the hem of his clothes would inevitably be licked by the tongues of flames. If he hadn't swung his sword to kill him in time, it would not only look a little embarrassing in appearance.

If it weren't for playing the flute, Zhi Ying, who was watching the whole process, would probably have laughed out loud.

She knew that the Little Golden Crow's attacks were always filled with scorched earth and fire. Now he was worried about the strong wind, so he only made such a small flame. Isn't Master Shiya named for elegance? Then it would ruin the elegance he cares about most.

, it is more satisfying than hurting his body, and it can be regarded as a small lesson to Shi Yashangshen.

Master Shiya held half of his clothes and his face turned blue. He cast a spell to change his clothes, but his expression was still as ugly as ever.

Xiao Jinwu left the corner of his eyes to appreciate the not so beautiful color on his face. He never let go of his hand for a moment, hitting the important parts of Da Feng one by one. With each blow, Da Feng under his hand made a harsh and weird laugh like a madman.

"It's a pity that this god-lord never thought of being a good minister." He said coldly, "Shiya, leave quickly, otherwise, I will make you pay a heavy price for what you have done today."

The image of a humble gentleman that God Shi Ya always presented was cracked, and the faint smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows became cold. As he released the power of the God, his gentle facial features seemed to have been cut again with a carving knife, becoming cold.

Hard and sharp.

He said in a deep voice: "Did the Supreme Immortal Chixiao misjudge the situation at hand? I am the Supreme God, and there is a strong wind to restrain you. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you have the upper hand."

Little Golden Crow raised one corner of his mouth: "Really?"

Master Shiya's face changed slightly, and he followed Little Golden Crow's gaze.

Surrounded by the hurricane from all sides, the left wing bent by the strong wind was tightly entangled with water chains, while the struggling right wing and its claws were tightly clasped by double thick chains.

The flute played by Shadow Weaver suddenly changed its tune. Several water chains as thick as forearms were twisted and twisted to form a water rope as thick as a tree trunk. From Gale's two paws, it curled up in circles, and then to its wings.

, the last head.

The gaps between the water ropes gradually merged and solidified, like a cocoon spun by silkworms, wrapping Gale's huge body inside.

Having been deprived of his freedom, Dafeng was unwilling to be trapped and was still struggling inside.

Upon seeing this, Zhiying immediately put down his jade flute and used the Thousand Miles of Ice Technique. The colorful flowing cloud prints hit the cocoon formed by the rain. The flowing water flashed with the same light and condensed into ice in the blink of an eye. The water silkworm cocoon stopped in an instant.

It squirmed and turned into a huge cocoon-like ice sculpture.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The hurricane that was struggling with the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd suddenly dissipated at this moment. Little Golden Crow took back the divine halberd, flew to her side, and nodded lightly with her.

She looked at Master Shi Ya and pointed out: "God made a mistake."

Master Shi Ya raised his eyebrows and said "Oh" with interest.

Zhi Ying glanced around, his eyes solemn: "Not only the strong wind, but also the wind spirit formation."

She raised her palm and slapped it downwards, as if a piece of azurite paint had fallen into the clear water. The area with a radius of more than ten feet with her and Little Golden Crow as the center suddenly lit up with cyan light, reflecting the face of Lord Shiya opposite.

Like a ghost from purgatory.

God Shiya, whom she complained about as a ghost, saw that although her expression was a little solemn, she was not afraid of the power of the God she had unleashed. Instead, she looked directly at him with a calm and awe-inspiring aura.

He couldn't help but look at her admiringly, and praised without hesitation: "I didn't expect that you are young, but you have a lot of knowledge. During the battle between talents, I noticed that you have quite a certain way of doing things, and your cultivation is not inferior to him..."

Zhi Ying wondered where she had heard these words of evaluation. Combined with his expression when he said these words, she had a vague prediction of what he was going to say next. She took advantage of the cover of her sleeves to hold Xiao Jinwu's hand.

, swipe twice in his palm, and then quickly let go.

In the blink of an eye, I heard Master Shi Ya over there say: "If you intend to join my new heaven, I can let you out of the battle and make a statement for you in front of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

Little Jinwu glanced at her.

Zhiying turned a blind eye to his gaze, and then scanned the trajectory of the formation covered by the long green light. She pondered for a moment, and heard the warning of Little Golden Crow in her ears: "This person is hypocritical, just like the man in sheep's clothing."

A wolf talks sweetly but has a sword in his belly. You can't believe it."

Zhiying lowered his head and looked at the lines on his palm without saying a word.

Little Golden Crow asked with some excitement: "Could it be that you are willing to be with the wolf just to live in peace?"

Zhi Ying folded his hands and looked sideways, sarcastically saying: "You said they are wolves, isn't that Lang Gen a selfish, unkind wolf? I am from the Yun Clan, even if I practice hard, I am still helpless.

When people ask for help, you need to be prepared

Suffering the cold eyes of other gods, you transformed and were taken into the Purple Mansion by the emperor to preach and receive karma. No matter how big the trouble was, the emperor would take care of it for you and settle it for you. How could a proud man like you understand my grievances and unwillingness?
Chapter completed!