The terrain at the other end of the back mountain is gentle, and there are forests of fine trees, which are deep and beautiful, with the fragrance of wild fields and the joy of birds.

On the edge of the dense forest, there may be towering trees broken in the middle, and the fractures are exposed ferociously. The sharp wooden stubble is like the fangs of a jackal, which can bite the neck of prey at any time; or there are giant trees that have been uprooted, and the roots are stained with soil.

He stood upright with his teeth and claws open.

Like a child's prank, the trees fell together in a mess, and the leaves and branches seemed to be covered with a thick layer of flowers. Some charred branches lay scattered among them. Occasionally, there was a fish that had been disemboweled. It was miserable.

Lying miserably on the ground.

In sharp contrast to Xiulin near the back mountain, this place is simply a ruin, with traces of scorch everywhere, green smoke rising, and an unpleasant stench escaping.

Among the ruins, Little Golden Crow stood alone, holding the fiery red tassel around his waist with his right hand, and veins popped out on the back of his hand.

Spiritual power was injected into it again and again, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Where is she? Where is she?!

Why couldn't we stop her just now? How could she be allowed to go into danger alone and fight alone?!

When she received the message from Shadow Weaver, she was no longer in front of Little Golden Crow, and the moment she entered the hurricane, the connection with Suiko was severed.

He urged the Red Feather Whip to attack the hurricane countless times. Just like what Zhiying said before, he only hoped to hit the same place with him at the same time to break the hurricane.

The branches were like arrows and the leaves were like knives, piercing him one after another, cutting his face and hands. He turned a blind eye and relied on his own divine light to fight off. However, he beat the entire hurricane to pieces, and even Zhiying's

Not a single hem of clothing was seen.

Just when he was extremely anxious and was determined to burn down the forest and force the person behind the scenes to show up, a man wearing strange clothes appeared in the air.

The man looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt and sarcasm: "Dong Jun's junior? Such virtue is worthy of his true inheritance."

Little Jinwu, who grew up in front of Emperor Donghua, had always looked down upon Dongjun, the current leader of the Sun God Clan.

Dongjun was violent, narrow-minded, and envious of talents. However, because he cultivated the True Fire of the Sun to the ninth level of inner fire, he suppressed all objections in the clan. The people of the Sun God Clan complained, but no one was heard.

Dare to disobey.

Xiao Jinwu didn't have many direct confrontations with Dongjun, but from Emperor Donghua's mouth, he knew what kind of clan leader Dongjun was and how he got the position of clan leader, so he was ashamed of him.

The man said that to him, which was undoubtedly an insult to him.

Surprisingly, Little Golden Crow turned a deaf ear to it and only said one sentence through gritted teeth: "Hand her over!"

The man's eyebrows slightly raised, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Dongjun is ruthless, shameless and heartless, but there is a love interest among the younger generations! It's really a strange thing in the world! Hahahaha!"

"Hand her over!"

Little Golden Crow stood up, spread out his five fingers, and when the scorching true sun fire came out, it became the third level of inner fire with all its strength.

The man raised his left hand sideways, and instantly spread a pair of wings behind his back. It seemed to be fluttering slightly, and narrowly missed the flying sun fire.

Little Golden Crow's face was solemn, and his pair of wings had slender skeletons, with a thin layer of skin between each bone, much like a bat that lay dormant during the day and emerged at night.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. He once heard Emperor Donghua say that there are two people in the demon clan called the "Farewell Twin Swallows", and their original bodies are bats. This person must be one of them.

These two people have always appeared at the same time, so Shadow Weaver must be in the hands of the other person.

Huai Shu and Fu Dan were ordered by Yao Xuan to bring back the demon princess who had wandered into the mortal world. Following the place where Shadow Weaver fell into the sea, they came to the mortal world and searched for more than two months before they finally found their way to Xishou.

Zhen found her and watched her go into the Temple of the Goddess to catch monsters, suffering the backlash.

Seeing that Zhi Ying was so affectionate and accommodating to Little Golden Crow, the two decided to take her back to the ruins immediately regardless of her wishes.

The Little Golden Crow's True Sun Fire really gave them a headache. Their natural fear of light had been eliminated as their cultivation progressed, but the light produced by the True Sun Fire was not one of them.

They had experienced the power of it as early as six hundred years ago. After six hundred years of practice, the injuries on their bodies were completely healed by the True Fire of the Sun. Although the Little Golden Crow only had the third level of inner fire, it could also destroy the heart and should not be underestimated.

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So they made a plan, Fudan would use the Qiankun Bag to take away Shadow Weaver, and he would stay to stop the Little Golden Crow. Now everything was going as planned. They just hoped that Fudan could bring Shadow Weaver back to the ruins as soon as possible. It would be a good idea to hand in this errand.

Concentrate on cultivation and find ways to overcome the fear of the true fire of the sun.

"I say it one last time, hand her over!"

Facing Xiao Jinwu at this time, although Huai Shu has an absolute advantage in cultivation, Xiao Jinwu really uses the true fire of the sun. Because one thing falls on another, he may not be able to escape completely.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Her Royal Highness the Princess belongs to my demon world, and your heaven is a filth. If it had not been arranged in advance, and Her Royal Highness concealed her edge, I am afraid that she would have been killed by the hypocrites in the heaven! Princess Jue

It’s impossible to return to heaven!”

Little Jinwu's pair of golden eyes were tempered by the cold air of black ice, and his hot pale gold robe burst out with a layer of hot and beating flames. His unusually low voice sounded: "Then let's try and see if I can take her with me."

Walk."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jinwu quickly made complicated and weird gestures with his hands, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of fire dragons as big as bowls rushed straight towards Huai Shu in mid-air.

Huai Shu was well prepared. He instantly retracted his wings, raised his wrists, and wrapped a jet black cloak around his body.

He was like a ghost, jumping and dancing among the fire dragons. Occasionally, the fire dragon brushed against his cloak, but only a few clusters of sparks appeared.

Xiao Jinwu's complexion became even colder. Even the Yin Yinyan's third level of Heart Fire was more than enough, but his cloak was not affected at all.

The gestures changed, and the fire dragons gathered together to form a huge fire dragon. Red-gold flames burned blazingly in the air, and everything around them was strongly distorted.

Even with the cloak to protect him, the scorching temperature still made Huai Shu break out in sweat.

What surprised him even more was Little Golden Crow's strength.

According to the information he knew, Little Golden Crow and Shadow Weaver were about the same age, both over six hundred years old, but the strength he displayed was completely unlike that of a person with only six hundred years of cultivation.

When Huai Shu faced the enemy in awe, he heard a rushing sound in his ears. He was so startled that he couldn't care about anything else. He turned around, spread his wings, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A flash of light flashed across Xiao Jinwu's eyes, and he shot out an Inga from his hand. The Huoying Dragon in the air immediately spit out a huge fireball. The fireball rolled and went straight towards Huaishu.

Feeling the scorching temperature behind him, Huai Shu flapped his wings violently, the wind roared in his ears, and the wind blade that hit his face scratched his face painfully.

Suddenly, he turned aside, and the rolling fireball passed by his left wing and landed in a river. The water in the river could not withstand the temperature of the true fire of the sun and quickly evaporated.

Huai Shu cast a distressed glance at the tip of his left wing, which had turned dark, and flapped his wings, flying further.

Little Golden Crow wished he could burn Huai Shu to ashes, but he still wanted to keep him alive to find the whereabouts of Zhi Ying. He looked at the ruins behind him and the Henggong fish that had been blown into the crevices of the rocks, and the fire in his heart was burning.

It is even more powerful than the real sun fire that just transformed into the fire dragon.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lin Xuan and the other three people who were unconscious on the grass. He cursed "trouble" in a low voice, raised his hand and sent the three people back to Xi's house.
Chapter completed!