Just when Feng Bingwen was about to end the battle and harvest what he needed from the Golden Crow, among the five spirits, the Fire Spirit, who was the main force entangled with the Golden Crow to share the firepower, suddenly asked Feng Bingwen for mercy.
"Um?"
Feng Bingwen was a little confused at first, but as he could understand Wuling's mood, he understood the next moment.
"Can!"
Naturally, Huo Ling did not sympathize with the Golden Crow. He and Feng Bingwen shared weal and woe. The stronger Feng Bingwen was, the greater the benefits to him. How could he stop Feng Bingwen from defeating the Golden Crow.
It just doesn't want this battle to end prematurely, because during the confrontation, it is testing and imitating this Golden Crow, trying to make its spiritual body closer to the real Golden Crow.
The scripture that created its current appearance is a classic created by observing the Golden Crow, but how can this compare to having a close encounter with a real Golden Crow.
"Master, please help me!"
The posture and appearance of the fire spirit were constantly fine-tuned during the battle. If you only look at the outside, it is almost exactly the same as the golden crow with fierce flames, and no difference can be found.
But if you just imitate the appearance, it means nothing. Pure resemblance can add much power. The most important thing is to understand the layout of the internal organs of the Golden Crow and the movement of the true fire of the sun.
"trouble!"
After Feng Bingwen knew the mood of the fire spirit, he muttered helplessly, but did not refuse.
In terms of pure power accumulation, Wu Ling is at the same level as him and cannot surpass him, because his own cultivation is the upper limit of Wu Ling, so in this regard, Wu Ling does not need to work hard at all, and it is meaningless.
What they need to think about is to study stronger spiritual forms and learn the more terrifying power of the divine channel method, so that they can truly improve their combat power as guardian spirits.
At this time, Feng Bingwen's spirit body wanted to completely imitate the Golden Crow, from the outside to the inside, without any difference.
"Feng Bingwen!"
Every time it flaps its wings, the Golden Crow can release a large amount of true sun fire. Its spiritual senses tremble, and it can't help but feel a chill. As a divine bird, it trusts its own secret induction.
And this inexplicable sense of crisis caused her to directly focus on the human race in front of her who was respected as being calm and calm. Although there were many human races here, only this one could bring her such a great sense of crisis.
"Is something wrong?"
Feng Bingwen walked in the air. Shui Ling's spirit body was composed of Xuan Ming heavy water. At this time, it directly disintegrated and turned into a thin Xuan Shang, which was draped on his body to resist the invasion of the true fire of the sun and make it invulnerable to the wind.
Bingwen caused no harm at all.
"What are you going to do?"
"Don't do anything!"
Feng Bingwen directly broke into the fire domain created by the natural escape from the Golden Crow's body. All he saw was the true fire of the sun, but the first-class true fire in the world could not block his sight.
He saw the three-legged bird fluttering its wings.
The golden feathers are flowing with blazing fire. Unlike the golden-winged roc, which is domineering and tyrannical like a self-centered bird, this divine bird gives people a more graceful and noble impression.
Of course, facing a human race like Feng Bingwen who obviously has ill intentions, this three-legged golden crow cannot maintain the grace and dignity of a member of the Ten Thousand Demon Royal Family. It is difficult to maintain the so-called manners and demeanor.
"do not come!"
The malice emanating from Feng Bingwen was very clearly sensed by this Golden Crow.
"Go away!"
The Golden Crow roared, and its golden feathers shone brightly. It flew through the air, and its three sharp claws that seemed to be made of divine gold grabbed Feng Bingwen, intending to tear his Tao body apart in the air.
"Brother Jinwu, you are too angry. Let me help you calm it down!"
Feng Bingwen was calm and composed, and did not greet the golden crow's sharp claws with his own palms.
Although theoretically speaking, his body at this time was so tempered that he could compete with this divine bird with ancient bloodline, and he could fight her in close combat with his simple physique.
However, it's not like he has no other means. There is no reason to fight a divine bird in close combat. The opponent has an absolute advantage in this aspect. If he loses, he will lose an arm or a leg. It's all small, and it can't be done well.
This body might really be torn apart.
Even if it is impossible to fall into such an embarrassing situation and be able to fight this divine bird in close combat without losing, he will definitely be injured, and the pain will be to him.
Therefore, instead of comparing my body, which is an innate Tao body, and then forged through human martial arts inheritance, with the Golden Crow clan, which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
Feng Bingwen is more willing to use the killing sword in his hand to compare with the claws of the Golden Crow to see whose texture is tougher. Anyway, even if the killing sword is defeated, has a chip or even breaks, he
It can also be repaired.
Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword!
When the Golden Crow spread its wings and fell, Feng Bingwen pulled out a sword with a white body but reflected red blood light with his backhand, and struck it with one strike.
This killing sword was the first time Feng Bingwen used it to chop down a group of people other than humans. At this time, even Feng Bingwen, who was holding the sword, could feel the killing sword forged from the bones of the great demon in his hand.
The sword, the spirituality contained in it trembled with excitement, and the sword light on it surged to an unprecedented level.
"Demon Slayer Sword!"
Flying up from the killing sword, the sword light was no more than a hundred feet long, causing the huge body of the Golden Crow that was about to fall to suddenly turn around and avoid the sharp edge, without any intention of confronting the enemy head-on.
"Hey, are you hiding from this?"
Feng Bingwen was a little surprised. Strictly speaking, the killing sword in his hand had dropped to a lower level, but the foundation was there. As his cultivation level improved, he would have the opportunity to show its original edge in the future.
But at this time, this is just a killing sword with extremely strong spirituality. It is not even a fairy weapon, but its power will be doubled when targeting non-human groups.
"Not an immortal weapon?"
Jinwu, who was avoiding the sword light, heard Feng Bingwen's taunt, his golden eyes stared closely at the killing sword in Feng Bingwen's hand, and his tone involuntarily became a little angry.
At first glance, it thought that this human had taken out a fairy sword to deal with it, because the style of the sword was somewhat similar to the human sword recorded in the clan's classics.
Although it is proud of its own bloodline and extremely confident in its Golden Crow body, it is not so cerebral as to use its own body to test the edge of the fairy sword. If this really is the famous fairy sword of the human race, if it does not hide,
I'm afraid he will be cut down with a sword.
"no!"
"You dare to humiliate me?"
Jinwu was completely annoyed, so he opened his mouth and spat out a round, flawless, golden spirit bead, and a wisp of immortal power naturally escaped from it.
"die!"
"Little Jinwu, don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing the Golden Crow sacrificing a high-grade magic weapon, Feng Bingwen almost laughed out loud. He saw a sword light spurting out from his body, followed by a building with a slightly vast and ancient aura, but among other things
On the top, there is a gorgeous and dazzling ancient pagoda covered with golden divine patterns.
"Look at my magic weapon!"
Six sword lights burst out from this ancient tower, and then the sword lights in Feng Bingwen's hand combined to form a killing array, shrouding the Golden Crow.
"Immortal weapon!"
"You used it first."
Looking at the golden crow holding the red spirit bead in its mouth, relying on its power to continuously resist the attacking sword light, Feng Bingwen responded.
"This is just a quasi-immortal weapon!"
Jinwu immediately argued that this was indeed the magic weapon she had been refining, and it was just a short step away from turning it into an immortal weapon. This opportunity was waiting for her to grow and enter the next realm.
"What a coincidence, this is also a damaged immortal weapon. When its power is no longer intact, it is less than one-tenth of its peak."
"lie!"
Of course Jinwu didn't believe these lies, because the sword formation only remained in a stalemate for a moment before breaking through the defense laid down by the spiritual beads that were intertwined with her life. Golden feathers were flying around her body, and the most sacred blood was flowing.
"Who am I? How could I lie to you!"
Feng Bingwen looked disdainfully, turned into light and moved forward. Under the cover of the five spirits, he ignored the many magical powers bursting out from this golden crow, and touched its golden crow's body with one hand.
"Ah! What do you want to do?"
The Golden Crow made an extremely sharp cry at this time, and the previous premonition turned into a manifestation at this time. It felt that something extremely bad was about to happen to it.
"Be honest!"
Under Feng Bingwen's palm, the five-color divine light surged vastly, directly suppressing the True Sun Fire that wanted to wrap around his body. Although his divine light could not be compared to the True Fire of the Sun in terms of pure power, Feng Bing was unable to withstand it.
The grammatical power is powerful.
"stop!"
Naturally, the Golden Crow would not listen to Feng Bingwen's instructions, because it sensed that the human monk's spiritual thoughts actually broke through her true sun fire and began to invade its body.
"Be good, don't resist, it will be quick and it won't hurt!"
Feng Bingwen rode directly on the back of the Golden Crow. Ever since his palm touched the Golden Crow's body, he never let go, all the way up.
His spiritual thoughts were indeed trying to invade the Golden Crow's body, trying to explore the origin secrets contained in the Golden Crow's bloodline.
"Feng Bingwen, do you know what you are doing?"
The Golden Crow was furious and a little embarrassed. From its birth to now, no one has dared to treat it like this, not even its parents.
"I finally understand what I'm missing."
Feng Bingwen suddenly spoke at this time, and his answer was quite erroneous.
"I need a rope to bind the demon!"
"?!"
Hearing the words spoken by the human race who had climbed onto his back and refused to let go, the Golden Crow suddenly became even more furious.
"Can you please cooperate, stop moving, and I will leave after touching you. If you don't cooperate, you will waste each other's time, which is not good for everyone!"
Feng Bingwen tried to persuade the Golden Crow with earnest words, but for such a proud creature, such words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, which made the anger in his heart even higher.
"Go away!"
Jinwu tried his best to shake off Feng Bingwen, who was constantly touching her body, because this guy not only touched her, but also had his mind like a robber, forcing his way into her body.
Unbridled exploration.
"Get off me!"
This was not just a mere verbal threat, because right next to Feng Bingwen, golden feathers fell off one after another, and then the divine light surged and turned into a divine sword to slash at him.
Feng Bingwen dealt with the extremely familiar magical power calmly. However, he did not forget to tease the golden crow, further damaging its self-confidence. He wanted to disintegrate its mentality and make her resistance no longer so fierce. It was best to lie down and let it be touched.
"Be careful and shoot yourself bald. Then you won't have the dignity to fly around in the sky. A phoenix that has lost its feathers is not as good as a chicken. If you lose all your feathers, you won't be any better than a chicken!"
"
"presumptuous!"
The Great Golden Crow came to provoke and felt like she was going crazy. She never thought that she would be treated like this. This was obviously an extremely formal competition, symbolizing the competition and testing between the human race and the demon race.
However, this human Daozi was fine just now, but now he seemed to be a different person. He shamelessly lay on its body and touched it here and there with extremely evil intentions.
"Stop screaming. Even if you scream, no other demon king will help you. We are fighting on the same level, and no one can interfere."
Feng Bingwen is extremely confident, but his face is full of villain temperament.
"There are so many of your fellow clansmen below looking at you. You have no manners to speak of as a Supreme Master. Aren't you afraid of insulting your sect?"
Feng Bingwen's words left Jinwu speechless. She could only try to make this human race give up on him from another angle. This despicable, shameful and obscene behavior now.
"What are you afraid of? They can't see!"
Feng Bingwen was not worried at all. Not everyone could see through Sun Real Fire, and even if he could be seen, so what, he didn't think he looked ugly.
He is currently riding on a golden crow, but the words of this ghost can easily be misunderstood and may cause some not-so-positive associations.
"You have to maintain the fire domain and don't collapse. I'm afraid you don't want to expose yourself in such an embarrassing way to so many humans, right?"
"Shameless!"
Jinwu couldn't help but curse loudly. Feng Bingwen's words were like sharp swords, piercing her heart. She really didn't want her embarrassing posture to fall into the eyes of other ethnic groups, let alone
She doesn't want to be from a different race, even from the same race.
“Excessive praise!”
"What on earth do you want to do?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just want my fire spirit to turn into a real Golden Crow. Although it doesn't have flesh and blood, it can still simulate it in its current state."
Feng Bingwen revealed his true purpose, his words filled with indifference.
"Let me take a look and I will let you go if I understand clearly!"
"Delusion!"
After hearing Feng Bingwen's purpose, Jinwu struggled even harder. It was obvious that he had bad intentions. How could she cooperate obediently? Even if he was defeated by her, he would still resist to the end.