The Journey to the West is over, and the Perfect Life System is here

Chapter 247 Death of the Golden Crow
A cold light flashed in Dayi's eyes, and his gaze was extremely sharp. He took out an arrow and bent the bow into a full moon.

The arrows were aimed at the ten golden crows flying away.

At this time, there was a burst of laughter among the Golden Crow group.

"Hahaha, did you see how that great wizard died? I told you we're so powerful, there's no danger in the prehistoric world!"

"That's right, there's no danger at all. We knocked him over in two moves."

"We have killed so many witches. Otherwise, we... let's go back!" Lao Liu made a discordant voice in the Golden Crow group again.

He always felt like something was wrong.

But his words were immediately refuted by other Golden Crows.

"Why should we go back? Those witches are so stupid that they can't catch up with us. What else can they do to us..."

But before the Golden Crow could finish its words, a stream of extremely cold light suddenly shot towards it.

"what!"

A scream sounded.

The Golden Crow that was speaking just now was pierced through by an arrow, and instantly became silent, falling powerlessly to the ground.

After a brief silence, the remaining Golden Crows were in chaos.

"Xiao Ba! What's wrong with you?!"

"Xiao Ba... Xiao Ba seems to be dead! Xiao Ba... he's dead..."

"Myna is dead, Myna is dead..."

Soon, all the Golden Crows were in panic. While they were sad about the death of their brothers, a wave of fear began to spread.

They have lived in Tanggu since childhood. When have they ever faced death?

But they didn't notice that the Golden Crow's corpse suddenly disappeared in mid-air in an instant.

Kunpeng, who was hiding in the dark, widened his eyes in shock and anger.

who!
Who dares to pick Kunpeng's peaches?
When the Golden Crow was shot to death just now, he was ready to take the corpse and escape, but in the end he was robbed. Hu?

Is there any more heavenly justice?
After thinking about it, Kunpeng understood the problem.

His plan was indeed very careful.

But the problem is, the Sun God Stone is such a precious body-refining artifact, he can think of it, but other powerful people can't?
Those powerful people are probably hiding in the dark, waiting for the right time to strike.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down! This arrow must have been shot by the Witch Clan, we..." The largest Golden Crow shouted, trying to calm his brothers.

But another cold light came, and another golden crow fell.

"Xiao Qi!" The Big Golden Crow let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Kunpeng was about to take action when someone else got there first, and he was so angry that his face turned green.

These people are actually sitting back and reaping the benefits. Don’t let me find out who’s behind the scenes!!

At this time, the Great Golden Crow hurriedly shouted to the remaining Golden Crows: "Run! Run! Run!"

When the golden crows heard the call of the big golden crow, they quickly scattered.

But not long after, three more cold rays shot towards them.

Three arrows, all hit the target!
Three more Golden Crows fell.

Kunpeng quickly ran towards the corpse of a Golden Crow, ready to pick it up.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Along with the sound of breaking through the air, four more arrows pierced into the bodies of the four golden crows one after another.

Every arrow hits its target!

"Big...big brother! Second brother..." Seeing so many brothers die, Jinwu Laoliu was already in tears.

Among the ten golden crows, he was the only one who survived.

"Old...Sixth...you are...you are right...survive...you must survive..." The Big Golden Crow relied on his Daluo cultivation to hold on for a breath.

Then he pulled Lao Liu to his side and fell down with him.

Dayi, who had just bent his bow and was about to shoot the last arrow, was slightly stunned when he saw that there was no longer any golden crow in the sky.

There are ten Golden Crows in total, why did they die after he shot only nine arrows?

Could it be possible that he shot and killed two of them with one arrow?
In the end, Dayi didn't think much about it. He didn't feel happy at all. Instead, he felt very heavy.

Because he knew that even if he shot and killed ten golden crows, Kuafu would not be able to be resurrected.

"Golden Crow, the Sun God Stone!"

Just as the Golden Crows were falling, a golden figure was spinning and jumping non-stop.

And just in time, the two golden crows were falling towards him.

"It's posted!"

Then, the golden figure leaped up and grabbed a golden crow with one hand.

"Ah... don't kill me..."

Suddenly, the Golden Crow's 'corpse' screamed, startling the golden figure.

But the next moment, the golden figure took out a stick and hit Jinwu heavily on the head, knocking him unconscious.

The golden figure took the two Golden Crows and ran away. His movements were so smooth and fast that people could not see clearly. It was obviously not the first time he did this.

When those who were preparing to pick up the corpses arrived, they found that the two golden crows were gone. Everyone beat their feet and stamped their chests, regretting that they were a step too late.

"Huh! I finally got it!"

On the other side, after collecting the corpse of a Golden Crow, Kunpeng looked back.

When he saw the vast sky, he was completely stunned.

Where is the Golden Crow?
Where has the Golden Crow gone?

Even if five die, there are still five left!
How come there is none left?

Is it possible...

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Kunpeng's forehead.

He did have his eyes on Little Golden Crow and did want to kill him.

But he didn't want to kill them all!

Whether one animal dies or five animals dies, it is still death, but the circumstances are definitely different.

The situation is even more different if nine or ten die.

If ten of them die, they will be the descendants of Jue Dijun!

This this……

The more Kunpeng thought about it, the more scared he became. If Di Jun knew that it was him who secretly killed the ten little golden crows, he would definitely cut him into pieces!

It’s all those guys hiding in the dark!
If it weren't for those people, he would have had a chance to take control of the situation. If they hadn't added fuel to the fire, all ten Golden Crows wouldn't have died.

But it's useless to say anything now.

Run away quickly!
As soon as Kunpeng left, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in the sky, carrying with it tremendous anger, burning the earth.

Compared with the flames formed by the ten little golden crows, this flame is much larger and more powerful.

Under this raging fire, the land began to dry up and countless lives died.

"Who! Who killed my son! Who is it!"

With a roar, a huge three-legged golden crow appeared in the flames.

It was Emperor Jun of the demon clan!

"who is it!"

Another fierce roar was heard, and several rays of solar flame burst out. All the creatures who had failed to leave in time to seize the Golden Crow's corpse were reduced to ashes.

"Di Jun, everyone has his own consequences. Your ten sons were killed by me." Dayi stood up and said.

The Wu Clan dared to fight against heaven and earth, could it be that they dared not even admit this? Moreover, after shooting down ten golden crows, Dayi never thought that he could still survive.

He had long been prepared to die.

"Dayi!" the others shouted.

Under Di Jun's pressure, they even had difficulty moving.

"You? Very good! Since you killed them, you will be buried with my children! And none of you witches can escape!" Di Jun snorted coldly, and the power of a quasi-saint surged out.

"Di Jun, how dare you!"

Just then, a loud shout was heard.

It was the twelve ancestor witches who arrived together.

However, Di Jun groaned and Dayi disappeared.

"Di Jun, you are looking for death!" Di Jiang's eyes were wide open, looking at the dead Dayi with anger in his heart.

"Di Jiang, your Wu clan killed my offspring, I will definitely annihilate your entire Wu clan!!" Di Jun also said angrily.

When the ten golden crows died, he suddenly had a sudden impulse and felt something was wrong.

But when he arrived, he only received the news that his ten sons had died.

He, Di Jun, has only had ten descendants in all these years!

Now that they are all destroyed, how can he not be heartbroken and angry?
dead!
All these witches must die!
"Then you come and try to kill one!" Di Jiang took the brunt of the attack, transformed into his ten-thousand-foot-tall true form and attacked Di Jun.

At this moment, there was a vibration in the sky and roars were heard.

"Brother, I'm here to help you!" Donghuang Taiyi came with all the monsters.

"The great Zhoutian Xingdou formation is formed!" Di Jun shouted, and as the formation flags swayed, the power of Zhoutian Xingdou poured down.

"Brothers, form the great formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons!" Di Jiang was unwilling to be outdone, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches also formed a formation in an instant, and Pangu's shadow rose from the ground.

After so many years of growth, both the demon and witch tribes have greatly increased in strength, and the formations they have formed have become more powerful.

When the two formations collided, the entire ancient world shook.

The death of the ten golden crows became the fuse of the war between the wizards and the liches, and the two tribes once again fought on such a large scale.

The two tribes are in a stalemate and neither can defeat the other!
Instead, all the creatures in the ancient world were devastated and wailing was everywhere.

"It has begun!" Sun Wukong watched all this in Fangcun Mountain.

Dayi, who had disappeared earlier, was dressed as a woodcutter and standing nearby.

"Yuanshi, take my order and stop the two tribes of witches and liches!"

On Mount Kunlun, Hongjun's voice rang in Yuanshi's ears.

"Yes, teacher!" Yuanshi took the order and headed straight for the Lich battlefield.

In the war between wizards and liches, Hongjun was originally able to take action and was prepared to do so himself, but the appearance of Luohou made him extra cautious.

Even though he is stronger than Luohou, he dare not act rashly.

In terms of prudence, he is also the originator of this.

Otherwise, why did three thousand demons besiege Pangu when Pangu created the world, and those powerful demons were killed or injured?

Hongjun is just the weakest among the demon gods, just an eel, but he can get to where he is now, which has a lot to do with his cautious character.

Thousands of years have passed, and the liches are still confronting each other.

Of course, there were not only the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the demon tribes that made up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array who joined the battle, but even the ordinary liches began to fight.

This is a racial war. There is no right or wrong, but there must be a winner.

This battle is destined to bring unrest to the entire prehistoric world.

The aura of disaster permeated the entire prehistoric world, and nearly 90% of the creatures in the prehistoric world participated in this battle.

"Di Jiang, even if my demon clan has to sacrifice everything, I will still exterminate your witch clan."

Emperor Jun stood at the center of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and shouted loudly, pushing the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array to its maximum potential.

"If you have the ability, just try it! Your ten sons deserve to die, and it's a good death!" Di Jiang sneered.

"You are looking for death!" Di Jun roared, and the stars in the sky burst out with endless light.

The giant formed by the twelve ancestor witches also raised Pangu Axe and was about to bring it down.

But at this moment, a figure holding an ancient banner fell and blocked the way between the two groups of liches.

Facing the forces from both sides of the Lich, Yuanshi unleashed the full power of the Pangu Banner, evolving it into earth, fire, wind and water.

"boom--"

A loud bang resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world, and a gust of air even blew away the fighting lich and the wizard.

Immediately afterwards, a voice came from Yuanshi's mouth.

"According to my master's orders, a ceasefire is demanded between the Lich and the Wizard!"

"Why?" An angry roar came from Pangu's shadow, and he raised the axe and was about to bring it down again.

The Wu clan does not respect heaven or earth, they only respect Pangu.

Even if it was the saint Yuanshi who followed Hongjun's orders, they dared to disobey!
"How dare you!" Yuanshi shouted angrily, and the Pangu Banner in his hand burst out with endless murderous intent, blocking the attack of the twelve ancestor witches.

"If the Wu clan disobeys orders, I, Yuanshi, will punish them!"

After saying that, Yuanshi once again cast a divine light from the Pangu Banner in his hand, which hit Pangu's phantom. Pangu's phantom was instantly defeated, and the twelve ancestor witches flew backwards together.

Emperor Jun quickly dispersed the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation and shouted, "I, the Heavenly Court, respect Yuan Shi Tian Zun's orders!"

The next moment, Yuanshi disappeared.

This scene fell into Di Jun's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

Is this the supernatural power of a saint?

"Brother, the magic formation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was broken up by Yuanshi. How about we form a formation..." Donghuang Taiyi's face was gloomy, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of the ancient witches.

"It's not appropriate. Yuanshi came here on the orders of Daozu. How can we easily disobey Daozu's orders? The consequences are not something we can bear." Di Jun said in a deep voice.

"But brother, the deaths of ten nephews cannot be in vain!" Donghuang Taiyi said.

"I know, but if we offend the Taoist Ancestor, will our demon clan have any chance of survival? The more disrespectful the Witch Clan is to the Taoist Ancestor, the more chance our demon clan will have to gain the Taoist Ancestor's favor and become the true master of the prehistoric world!" Di Jun retorted.

"I……"

Donghuang Taiyi wanted to speak more, but Di Jun interrupted him directly!

"There's no need to talk about this anymore. They're my children. Of course I'm heartbroken, but there's nothing I can do! If I get the chance, I'll definitely avenge them!"

Donghuang Taiyi said no more and could only sigh heavily.

Ever since the eldest brother took charge of the Heavenly Court, things have become more and more different from before.

The eldest brother used to be eager to make progress, but now he often weighs the pros and cons before making a decision, and even wants to rely on the Taoist Ancestor to gain the dominance of the prehistoric world.

Is this really good?

Donghuang Taiyi doesn’t know either.

After Yuanshi returned to Kunlun Mountain, he went into seclusion and no longer saw any outsiders.

Just now, he blocked the attack of the lich with his invincibility and even defeated the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. That scene shocked all living beings in the prehistoric world and restored his dignity as a saint.

But at this moment, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After the creatures in the ancient times enter the Golden Immortal realm, they can cultivate an immortal body, and even their hair will not fall off easily.

But as long as there is bleeding, it means that the injury is serious.

This is even more true for the body of the Yuanshi Saint.

Back then, he was beaten by the mysterious black-robed saint and vomited blood. His old injuries had not yet healed. Now he was forcibly intervening in the Lich battlefield and enduring the blow that could shake the world. Of course, he was a little overwhelmed.

In order to save face, he has been holding on.

So after two strikes, he left in a hurry, fearing that someone would notice his actions.

"Zhou Tian Xing Dou, Du Tian Shen Sha, it is worthy of being a saint-level formation."

Yuanshi snorted coldly and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)