The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 120 Hou Yi Shooting the Sun (Please Order)
The red-gold flames spread out like mist, burning everything it could touch.

As the most domineering flame in the prehistoric world, the destructive power of the Sun's True Fire is needless to say. Even the strong body of a powerful witch cannot withstand its scorching heat.

Ah. The shrill, painful and desperate screams echoed. As the little golden crows wantonly released the true fire of the sun, the witch tribe, which was like a sea of ​​fire, soon burned everything to ashes. Even the ground turned into a charred pit.

"Haha. These witch tribes are so vulnerable. Let's go to the next witch tribe." With wild laughter, the eldest prince and his brothers turned into streams of red-gold light and left quickly.

Now is the time when the Wu Clan is at its most powerful. The long years of reproduction have made the Wu Clan's population extremely large, and the large and small Wu Clan tribes on the prehistoric continent are also distributed relatively densely.

Soon, the Little Golden Crows, having burned down over a dozen Wu tribes, were already approaching the southwest of Honghuang with their terrifying escape techniques. This area belonged to the Houtu tribe's sphere of influence.
"Brother, isn't it too cruel for you to do this?" The Tenth Prince, who followed behind and did not set fires as recklessly as his brothers, couldn't help but say.

"Haha, Old Ten is so naive. In this ancient world, the strong prey on the weak, and it's either you die or I die. Our demon clan and witch clan are mortal enemies, and killing the witch clan is justified. What's cruel about it? The two clans fought a great war before, but there were more casualties!" The eldest prince and the others smiled indifferently as they taught their youngest brother a lesson.

The Sixth Prince couldn't help but remind him, "The witch tribe has many powerful people. After all, we are only at the level of Golden Immortals. Let alone the ancestors of witches, even a great witch like us might be a threat to us."

"That's true. There is a relatively large witch tribe ahead. Let's burn it down and leave," said the eldest prince, and then he led his brothers to rush over at an accelerated speed.

"Evil beasts!" However, just as they started to set the fire, with a roar, a big man from the witch tribe holding a wooden stick came towards them.

The true fire of the sun released by the hissing little golden crows burned the animal skin clothes on the witch clan man, but it could not hurt his body for a while.

Bang. Immediately afterwards, the big man from the witch clan swung the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it hard at the eldest prince who was in the lead. The eldest prince was so scared that he tried to escape in a hurry, but was still hit hard. He vomited blood and was thrown out, and some of his feathers fell off.

"It's the great witch, run!" The Sixth Prince shouted hurriedly, and then pulled the youngest Tenth Prince away first.

After reacting, the seriously injured Crown Prince and the other little Golden Crows hurriedly turned into streaks of red-gold light and flew away.

"Don't run!" With an angry shout, the big man from the witch clan holding a wooden stick also hurriedly chased after him.

The Golden Crow's escape speed was indeed very fast. Even though the big man from the Wu clan holding the wooden staff tried his best to catch up with him, he was still a step behind.

The Little Golden Crows, realizing they couldn't catch up, relaxed a bit. As they passed another Wu tribe, they began to vent their anger again by setting fires wantonly.
"Damn it!" The big man from the Wu clan was even more angry, but his speed was not as fast as the other party, so he could only watch as the little golden crows teased him and led him to burn more Wu clan tribes.

The infuriated Wu clan man burned his blood and energy to speed up. He was about to catch up with the little golden crows, and the little golden crows were frightened and hurriedly accelerated.
Soon, the witch clan man's breath became weak due to excessive consumption of blood and witch power.
"He's dying, let's burn him to death together!" The eldest prince called out, and then turned around with his brothers to surround the witch clan man and began to release the sun's true fire wantonly.

"Ah!" The weak witch man, whose defense as a witch was greatly reduced, screamed in pain from the burns and was about to be burned to death.
Whoosh. Suddenly, a cold light shot out from a distance and penetrated into the body of the eldest prince who was releasing the true fire of the sun wantonly.

"Ugh" his whole body stiffened, and he looked down at the bloody arrow emerging from his chest in disbelief, feeling a cold evil spirit raging in his body and quickly tearing apart the eldest prince who had devoured his soul. Then he fell powerlessly from mid-air.

"Big brother." The other little golden crows exclaimed, still unable to believe it. Their big brother died just like that?
Ah. Then, another scream was heard. Another little Golden Crow was also pierced through the body by an arrow. "Third brother." The other little Golden Crows suddenly panicked and quickly transformed into streams of red-gold light, trying to escape: "Run!"

However, it was obviously too late to escape at this time, because the arrow of death had already locked onto them.

Swish. Swish. Swish. The cold light transformed from the three arrows almost simultaneously caught up with the three little golden crows that had turned into red-gold streams of light, causing their figures to stagnate and fall from mid-air.

"Stop!" A shocked and angry shout was heard, and almost at the same time, three arrows caught up with the other three little golden crows.

Ah. With an angry roar, a violent and terrifying aura and power descended from the sky. Houyi, who was holding a bow in the air in the distance, also had a changed face when he saw the golden crow's claws that tore through the space like a sea of ​​fire.

However, he had been locked onto by Emperor Jun, and he felt as if the space around him had frozen. He had no time and no strength to dodge, so he could only raise the black bow in his hand to meet the sharp claws of the Golden Crow.
Boom. With the loud explosion, Hou Yi's body was almost shattered along with the surrounding ground.
"Houyi." Amidst the painful roar, a blue gourd suddenly appeared in the distance due to the activation of the earth vein formation, releasing water mist to extinguish the sun's true fire on his body. Kuafu, who was rescued, saw Houyi being killed and couldn't help feeling sad and angry.

Houyi was an extremely outstanding witch in the Houtu tribe, and a descendant of the witch clan whom Kuafu valued very much. It can be said that he died to save him this time. Kuafu, who had escaped death, wished he could die for Houyi.

"Father." The surviving Sixth Prince and Tenth Prince hurriedly flew towards Di Jun, who had transformed into a human form but still exuded a violent and terrifying aura.

"Child." Mother and child are connected by heart. Xihe, who also sensed the deaths of her children one by one, rushed over in great grief.

"Mother." Seeing Xihe coming, the Sixth Prince and the Tenth Prince turned around and flew into Xihe's arms.

"Witch clan, you killed my eight sons, I will fight to the death with you!" Di Jun, with red eyes, roared in anger almost like a madman.

"Emperor Jun, you allowed your son to wantonly slaughter my Wu clan and burned so many of my Wu clan members to death. Houyi shot them and they deserved to die!" Kuafu's loud roar also echoed between heaven and earth.

Upon hearing what Kuafu said, Di Jun looked at Kuafu with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

Just when Di Jun was furious and wanted to kill Kuafu, his face suddenly changed as if he had realized something, because he found that the bodies of his eight dead sons that had fallen to the ground had disappeared.

"Zhen Yuanzi! Even if you have a grudge against me, why did you take my son's body? Do you still want to maintain the dignity of a saint?" Di Jun's angry roar resounded throughout the world.

Zhen Yuanzi, who quietly appeared beside Kuafu and waved his hand to put away the blue gourd magic treasure, was stunned for a moment.

"Well, Demon King, actually I was the one who took away your son's body. I thought we should not waste it and make use of it!" Duobao suddenly appeared with Duobao Pagoda on his head.

"Duobao." Di Jun gritted his teeth and looked as if he wanted to eat Duobao alive.

(End of this chapter)