Once the golden flames of the great sun come out, the whole world will be devastated.

This is the second time that Little Golden Crow has used the Great Sun Golden Flame, and in the ancient Liangyi Formation, part of the impact has been weakened. Coupled with the fact that Shadow Weaver offset it with the power of mending the sky, the power of this explosion can be reduced sharply to

It only destroys the formation and burns away the evil spirits.

However, the fact that Iwakawa was burned to coke was not in Xiao Jinwu's prediction. In fact, he wanted to use a fire to burn this dregs until there was no dregs left.

Especially when this scumbag is still making provocations without hesitation: "Back in Xingluolin, I should have killed you with my own hands——"

The word "kill" at the back was kicked back by Little Golden Crow Fenglei.

Iwakawa was kicked out and landed at Ju Lue's feet, leaving a large, ugly black stain on the golden white robe.

Xiao Jinwu looked away coldly, turned to look at Weaver Ying, and said softly: "She worked hard to purify the evil thoughts in this trash body, but she didn't want to kill anyone." Then she faced Ju Lue, her eyes like daggers, "But I'm not that easy to talk to.

!I have destroyed his cultivation and divine body. This trash belongs to your family. You have thrown this trash into the six realms of reincarnation and suffered countless tribulations. He will never be a god forever. I will stop here and will not pursue any further investigation. Otherwise,

, I, the Sun God Clan, will never give up with you!"

Now that Iwakawa has been deposed, it is obviously not a wise move to have a grudge against the Sun God Clan over him, and it is not really a wise move to let Iwakawa die.

For others, this choice is not difficult.

Ju Lue lowered his eyes and looked at Yanchuan, then raised his eyes and looked across the way. He opened his mouth to say something, but a crazy voice preempted him: "Hahahahahaha... Ju Lue, you don't need to be embarrassed, I'll just go!"

Remember, with this woman around, the Gods will never have peace, and you won’t even think about sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven!”

Iwakawa's words were like a curse, imprinted on my heart.

Little Golden Crow couldn't help but squint his eyes, his eyes were gloomy, and the golden light in his palm was burning, just waiting to be swung out.

One hand was pressed against the palm, feeling a little cold.

Little Golden Crow lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms.

Weaver Ying opened her lips and slowly spit out one word: "Dirty."

"……good."

Little Golden Crow gathered the brilliance in his palm, took advantage of the situation to hold the hand, and carried away the warmth together.

Ju Lue looked at them and suddenly recalled the scene when he chose Tianfei. She turned into Yu Su and hurriedly ran away from his arms. She ran away and never came back.

He was stunned for a moment, turned away his eyes, and handed Iwakawa to Fei Lian.

Suddenly, there was a distortion in the void, and where the light flickered, a man and a woman walked up.

Fei Lian settled down at Yanchuan and said hello to them: "Wei Ai, why are you here too?"

Wei Ai nodded to him first, and then took the young Bing Yi to salute Ju Lue. He stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Yiyang and Lu are united with Li Ying Wai. The temples in the mountains west of Quicksand have been captured. Qiang Wu will take them with him.

Being reorganized."

Ju nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Wei Ai glanced at him and showed a slight surprise when he saw Zhi Ying.

Bingyi, who was always straightforward and straightforward, put his question into words: "Sir Qingyun? Aren't you..." Halfway through the words, he understood, "It turns out he is the clone of the Yuan Shen. It just so happens that your business is my master's.

I have been ordered to find out."

Zhi Ying nodded and thanked: "Thank you, you two. I think I know who it is." She turned to look at Iwakawa and said, "It's Iwakawa, right."

Bingyi couldn't help but follow her gaze and settled down. At first glance, he didn't recognize the dark mass at Ju Lue's feet. He thought it was some new spiritual pet he had raised. He just thought it was a bit ugly. Hearing Zhi Ying's words

The name was correct, so he nodded casually: "Not bad!"

He wanted to explain in detail, but then he realized that Zhiying's face was extremely pale, and he couldn't help but ask: "Sir Qingyun, are you injured?"

Zhi Ying smiled and shook his head slightly, and said: "Sorry, Bingyi, just talk to your Majesty and we'll take our leave."

Saying goodbye to them, Little Golden Crow used the Light of Breaking the Boundary, picked up Ying Weaver and walked in.

Zhiying closed her eyes to rest, and heard a long sigh above her head. She asked: "What are you sighing for?"

Xiao Jinwu said: "You are soft-hearted again."

Zhi Ying smiled and said: "At least, let's save some face for the future new Emperor of Heaven. When Bingyi comes, Ju Lue will definitely ask him clearly. What punishment should be given? Nothing will be less, not to mention your seat."

Leave the words there."

That's true, Little Golden Crow is no longer unhappy.

Instead, Zhiying said uneasily: "Axiao, if I say that I have entrusted the Yun clan to Ju Lue, will you be angry with me?"

After a while, there was no response.

Zhiying raised his head in fear: "A Xiao?"

Little Jinwu lowered his head, put forehead to forehead, and said in a doting tone, but extremely solemnly: "Fool, how could I be angry with you? You only have me now, and I will treat you well." No matter what!

Zhiying was startled, then curved his lips and smiled.

Little Golden Crow said warmly: "Okay, close your eyes and sleep for a while, I'm here."

There were four divine generals and a hundred thousand troops in front of her, and Iwakawa and the Liangyi Formation behind her. She was really tired, so she softly said "Yeah" and fell asleep.

Little Jinwu hugged her small ball, feeling that there was nothing between his arms, and a feeling of powerlessness that he could not grasp anything. The words that Emperor Donghua said kept echoing in his ears——

"In the past, Emperor Wa filled the cave with five-color stones. After years of vicissitudes, the essence of the five-color stones condensed, forming a colorful cloud where the cave is located."

"The colorful clouds were affected by the emotions of the mortal world, and were created by heaven and earth. A wisp of form broke away, and overnight they transformed into gods. They were accompanied by clouds, and they were recorded in the treasure basket of the divine book."

"In the past, the cause of the Heavenly Cave created the fruit of the colorful clouds. However, cause and effect are mutually reinforcing. The colorful clouds were born because of the Heavenly Cave, and they will also be destroyed by the Heavenly Cave."

"In the beginning, Xi He, the founder of the sun god, used the golden flames of the sun to burn the five-color soil and obtain the five-color sacred stone."

"Twelve thousand years ago, Luo Xia sacrificed her body in order to prevent the Heavenly Grotto from reappearing. However, due to the wrong sacrifice method, the stability of Mount Buzhou only lasted for more than ten thousand years."

"And recently, due to the war between the gods, Buzhou Mountain has begun to be turbulent again..."

He asked Emperor Donghua to tell him about Zhiying's life experience. Emperor Donghua started from the origin of the Yun clan, to Luoxia's fall at the Immortal Killing Platform, and the dispersion of Xijin's soul in Chaoyang Mountain, and then to how Zhiying came to the ancient times and how he became the emperor.

God, tell them all one by one, word by word.

The soul in another world inherits memory and divine destiny, as well as mission and responsibility.

The emperor said that time is also destiny.

He didn't believe it.

The battle for the Emperor of Heaven is about to end. Buzhou Mountain has avoided the disaster of this war, so there is no need for colorful clouds to offer sacrifices.

"So Xiaoying, we will be together forever, right?"

"..."

The shadow-weaver eyelashes drooped, covering those eyes that once shone with different colors, as if they were trapped in a nightmare, their eyes turned uneasily, and their crow-green eyebrows were furrowed.

Xiao Jinwu leaned down and kissed Zhiying's forehead comfortingly, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiaoying, I'm here, sleep peacefully."
Chapter completed!