The blood surged like a spring, and the hot wind felt like burning.
Kunpeng, who was surrounded by the crimson blood wind, laughed wildly and fought with the remaining five Golden Crows. His hoarse laughter echoed between heaven and earth. The madness and pride in the laughter made the people who looked up to watch the battle feel excited.
I don't know how many people were shouting and cheering for him.
The shouts joined together and resounded through the sky, reaching up to nine heavens. After penetrating the strong wind and strong energy, they condensed into a pillar of light invisible to the naked eye, broke through the dome, and was reflected in the heaven.
Tiandijun looked at the beam of light, and his always cold and majestic face finally moved: "Unexpectedly...I thought that after Jedi Tiantong, there would be no more majestic figures in the world...I really underestimated them!"
"Your Majesty! Now is not the time to sigh!" Xi He looked anxious.
"What's there to worry about?" The Emperor smiled coldly, "Are you still afraid that he can kill the remaining children?"
"That mortal has already tried his best!"
"If you can win if you work hard, Chi You will not be torn into pieces, and Xing Tian will not die in Changyang Mountain. Although he is so powerful now, he is actually just an empty shell - his Feng Shui skills
His strength has been exhausted. Now he uses his own blood as water and atomizes the evaporated blood into wind. How long can he last?" The Emperor's smile was full of sarcasm, "Although he has transformed into Kunpeng, he is still a human in his bones.
How much blood can a person have?”
"But……"
"There is nothing good to be done!" Emperor Tian interrupted Xi He, "He tried his best, but at most he will kill one or two more... Don't take action, wait and see the result. You should respect his determination.
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Just as Xi He was about to retort, the Emperor of Heaven said coldly: "It's just a son. He can be reborn after he dies. Not to mention only six or seven die. Even if nine die, there will be one left. As long as the remaining one can become a weapon, that's it."
Worth it.”
"They are not the sons of ordinary people, they are the sons of the Emperor of Heaven! If they cannot become useful, it is better to die, so as not to embarrass me." The Emperor of Heaven decided the life and death of his sons with an emotionless voice, but looked towards
The battlefield's eyes are not cold, but there are flames burning inside, "To become my successor, they must cross this hurdle, and... they can cross it!"
"A mere mortal, no matter how brave or ferocious he is, cannot stop them. Stones can only stop mortals. For them, no matter how strong the stone is, it is only suitable for sharpening them!"
Xihe sighed deeply and looked at the Golden Crows who were fighting fiercely with Kunpeng.
The father hopes that his children will be successful, but the mother only hopes that they will be safe.
If Cheng Peng heard the conversation between the supreme rulers of the heavens, he would definitely laugh out loud, and after he finished laughing, he would curse angrily: "Your children want to be safe, but other people's children don't want to be safe? Use me as a whetstone."
?Who do you think you are!"
But he didn't hear it, and he didn't know anything about it. He was currently concentrating on the battle.
Relying on using blood as water and steam as wind, he flew up again, but he knew that he could not fly for long - how much blood could he have? When all the blood was gone, he would eventually fall down.
Perhaps, before that, he had already died of exhaustion...
But he doesn't care about these, there is only one thing he is thinking about now, and that is fighting.
Fight! Fight! Keep fighting! Fight until all these plagued firebirds are killed!
How long can he hold on? Can he hold on until the end? Such questions are not in his mind at all!
Riding on the red wind and carrying blood mist, Kunpeng, whose entire body had been burned to black, let out a meaningless roar wildly, grabbing with his claws, pecking with his beak, hitting with his wings, and hitting with his body...
He used all the methods he could think of to attack the remaining five Golden Crows crazily.
Because of the serious injury, his strength was not as strong as before, and his reaction was much slower. If the five Golden Crows still had the courage and madness they had when they fought so hard, they might be able to surround him and kill him. But they were already frightened.
Now I just keep flying around Cheng Peng, burning him with the flame of my talent, not daring to get close at all - the reason why I didn't run away is just because I still have some sense left, and I know that turning your back to the enemy is the most dangerous in battle, and
More importantly - there is no guarantee that they can run faster than Kunpeng!
So the Golden Crows are actually in an awkward dilemma now - fight? Can't fight, and more importantly, don't dare to fight; run? Obviously they can't run. In this case, they can only fly around Cheng Peng, constantly avoiding him
Attack, waiting uneasily, expecting that this terrible enemy will fall on its own, or... his parents who always dote on him will help him.
However, they did not wait for these two possibilities. They waited anxiously, and what they waited for was only the iron claws and sharp beaks from the huge Kunpeng.
It is absolutely impossible to fight with that half-hearted attitude and to use that hesitant and unwilling approach to get through in front of Cheng Peng!
Cheng Peng didn't understand what the Golden Crows were thinking, and he wasn't interested in understanding, but he saw the changes in the enemy and saw the flaws exposed by the Golden Crows because of their timidity and hesitation.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. This does not mean that the brave will not reveal flaws, but that the timid will not be able to seize the opponent's flaws - when fighting in a small space, gaps will inevitably be revealed at the moment of attack, so attacking means to attack.
Taking risks, risking injury or even death, cowards do not dare to take risks, so even if they see an opportunity, they do not dare to attack and can only escape.
The result of blindly escaping is failure!
Cheng Peng folded his wings slightly and let his body use the inertia to rush towards a golden crow that was unable to turn due to a momentary mistake while flying. Then he bent one of the wings like an arm and fixed it in front of him.
This action caused his body to sizzle, and the part of the skin and flesh next to the Golden Crow turned into charcoal in an instant, and then the blood inside boiled, and the aroma of the roasted meat was mixed with the stench of burnt protein.
Emitted together, a large amount of blood vapor mixed with green smoke rose up, forming a suffocating dark cloud.
Knowing that he was about to die, Jinwu struggled desperately to get a chance to survive, but it was meaningless.
With a muffled sound, the huge Kunpeng released his restraints, and a ball of fire fell from his chest, falling straight to the ground.
This scene was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely defeating the fighting spirit of the remaining Golden Crows that was already on the verge of collapse. They no longer had the pride of being the sons of the Emperor of Heaven. They turned around and ran away screaming, turning into four
A dazzling fireball went straight to Yugu in the far east of the earth, hoping to escape to their usual resting place and escape back to heaven with the help of the Fuso tree that reaches the sky.
Cheng Peng, who was already red-eyed from the killing, could not agree! He roared wildly, spread his wings and chased after him.
But just as he flapped his wings, he felt his body light up. His flying movements were somehow skewed, and the balance of his entire body was completely skewed, making him unable to fly steadily at all.
Turning his head to look, he saw that half of the wing that clamped the Golden Crow just now was missing - most of this wing had been burned off just now, and only half of the withered bones and a little charred flesh were still connected to the body. It was already shaky.
At this moment, he fanned it violently, and suddenly he could no longer bear the force and broke from it!
During the fierce battle just now, Cheng Peng didn't have time to pay attention to the injuries on his body. When he saw the wings broken, he realized that the injuries on his body had reached an incredible level - his huge body was completely burned into a piece of charcoal, and because
The violent movement tore these parched hard skins, forming countless wounds. Blood was gurgling out from the wounds, turning into countless blood springs. The blood flow was so intense that even his water control power
Even though I couldn't hold it back completely, many of them had already spilled to the ground, turning into a long rain of blood.
The land that had been dry since the Tenth Day received rain for the first time, but it was the blood that flowed from the heroes who protect the earth!
Naturally, the people on the ground also discovered this situation. Although they could not see clearly who was bleeding, the Golden Crow was a firebird. Of course, there could be no blood on the firebird. So where did the blood come from? It is not clear.
On the Emperor's Hill, those ministers who were incompetent but very loyal held the soil stained red by the emperor's blood and howled loudly. Starting from them, the crying continued to spread to every part of the vast land.
Wherever the rain of blood fell, weeping was heard everywhere.
Cheng Peng, who was a little dizzy due to serious injuries, heard the cry, but inexplicably sobered up a little.
(No! It’s not over yet!)
He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw four bright red flames flying towards the east.
(These Golden Crows... may still come out to cause trouble! No, if I am gone, they will definitely come out to wreak havoc on the world as revenge!)
(Since you are going to do it, you have to do it thoroughly!)
Thinking of this, he didn't know where the power came from, and roared wildly. The wounds all over his body burst together, and endless blood poured out crazily, forming a river of blood in the sky.
With his power of controlling water and wind fully activated, Kunpeng, who was no longer able to fly, rode the blood river made of his own blood, roaring across the sky, chasing the four escaping Golden Crows!
"Don't even think about escaping!" His hoarse roar was as loud as thunder, and even the heavens were shaken by his roar, "Send your life!"
At this moment, the people in the world forgot to cry, the golden crow in the sky forgot to escape, and even the Emperor of Heaven and Xi He in the sky changed their colors!
