Beginning to win the big elder

Golden Crow!

The three-legged Golden Crow is a very primitive monster.

Chen Xinghe lost interest after taking a closer look!

As the realm got higher and higher, it wasn't the time when he encountered the corpse of the barefoot immortal. He felt that the corpse of the immortal was very rare, so he seized the opportunity and wanted to study it.

Now he is boundless and chaotic, and the chaos becomes too empty, too illusory and myriad phenomena, and myriad phenomena gather Taiji.

The states such as Chaos and Taixu are actually equal, but the four states transform into each other, which is amazing!
If the enemy can resist chaos, he will transform into Taixu. If the enemy has the ability to break through Taixu, he will transform into Vientiane. If the enemy can get rid of the entanglement of Vientiane, he will operate Taiji.

All in all, all in all, the states of the Great Dao are mutual generation and mutual restraint. There is always a state that you cannot cope with. Mastering the principles of changes is equivalent to being invincible and can be called invincible!

Chen Xinghe is like this now, even if he only drives a stand-in to fight, he can perform many miracles and make the enemy frightened.

In the blink of an eye, the huge purgatory formed after the death of the three-legged Golden Crow was incorporated into the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber in front of him.

The so-called purgatory is actually transformed by karmic fire and essence.

The so-called Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is also transformed by essence, and it comes from some unforgettable miniatures of the three-legged Golden Crow during his lifetime.

The root that supports their existence, to put it bluntly, is two words, strength.

Yes, the fairy corpse is full of power, the longer the time, the stronger the power.

It is not surprising that some fairy corpses give birth to strange things after death, and fall into the magic way. It is not surprising that they hope to restore life through blood sacrifices.

There are a hundred people of all kinds.

There are a hundred immortals, all grotesque.

No matter what kind of immortals, dead or alive are all strange, because they thoroughly understand the Dao, and the Dao is best at evolution, so they evolve according to their own understanding, and it is unknown what they evolve.

Just like the three-legged Golden Crow in front of me, after death, it evolves or derives multiple powers. Purgatory is only the most insignificant part.

The little flame is full of wonder, it is a pocket-sized three-legged Golden Crow, as if it has reproduced everything in life, and it vibrates its wings as if it is about to wake up from a long sleep.

However, he met Chen Xinghe.

With a soft "bang", the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife in front of him has turned from imaginary to real, and from pure white jade to bright red.

Blood jade!
The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife turned into a Blood Jade Flying Knife, and the huge body of the three-legged Jinwu immediately shriveled up, its bones collapsed and turned into ashes.

Only the flame in his chest is immortal!

It's just that the Immortal-Chopping Flying Knife has amazing suction power, and it even pulls the fire ball over bit by bit, ready to suck it into the blade.

Tu Xingsun roared when he saw this scene.

If the opponent succeeds, who knows how powerful this throwing knife is?So he must take action as soon as possible to prevent the other party from doing so.

Suddenly, Huntian Ling appeared.

Still that touch of gray!It's just that Chen Xinghe sneered and said: "As I said, in front of me, there is no way to perform the same trick twice..."

When the light of the saber flashed, the little Golden Crow let out a roar that shook the sky.

The roaring sound caused a violent earthquake, but all the waves condensed at one point in an instant, and there was not a trace of power leaking out.

Huntian Aya is broken!
The dead souls of Tu Xingsun are all at risk!
Chen Xinghe put away the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, grabbed the broken Huntian Ling and said: "The material is not bad, taking it back can strengthen my Taiji net!"

"No, let me go, I am willing to be a slave and a servant..." A weak voice came from Huntian Ling, but the soul was withering, and it was shattered and annihilated, without a trace of life.

It turned out that this Tu Xingsun entrusted himself on the Huntian Ribbon. He felt that relying on this treasure was safe, but he never expected that someone in the world could condense the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and break it with a single blow.

Originally, the Pocket Golden Crow still had backhands, but Chen Xinghe found out the mystery at a glance, and transferred these backhands to Huntian Ling.

So high and low judgments are made, and the outcome has been decided.

Scanning around, no residue was found, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

When things are done, go away and hide your merits and fame!
This period of karma has ended, and then there is only Wanxu Daojun left, but he is not perfect enough, and needs to retreat and practice again.

When Chen Xinghe left this star universe, faint smoke and dust suddenly rose from the depths of the ground, turning into mysterious vertical eyes looking at the traces of the battle and the ashes left behind by the three-legged Golden Crow.

After watching for a long time, he raised his eyes and said to himself: "I never thought that this kid has reached this level! Maybe he can open the barrier and fly up to the sky? But...it may not be a good thing to fly up..."

With a sigh, the vertical eyes disappeared.

Unexpectedly, after a while, another strange thing appeared.

It was a phantom of a pagoda, which appeared out of thin air, glanced around and said: "Hun Tian Ling is damaged? Someone actually condensed the Immortal Slayer Flying Knife?"

After the pagoda disappeared, several waves of visions appeared in the underground battlefield in turn. It seemed that many people were paying attention to this battle, but Chen Xinghe didn't notice it.

Even if you notice it, you won't take it to heart!
Today, he has kept pace with those ancient existences, and even because he is in the mortal world, he still has a great advantage and can fight and slaughter them.

But after this battle, no one provoked him again, and all the existences with such thoughts held back, for fear that this person would not talk too much, and the Qingtian Emperor would not stay honest and go out to wander around.

Chen Xinghe was quite honest, after grasping the Qiankun circle for a while, he strode towards his hometown in big strides.

That piece of Xingyu has not been quiet recently, several Mahayana monks came to fight for the territory, and they didn't even look at who was covering it, they were all people who couldn't see cause and effect clearly.

In just four days, he traveled across thousands of worlds and returned to the North Pleiades.

I saw the stars shining, but the Tranquil Void was not peaceful. Several groups of monks were fighting, and even built many altars in the distance.

When Chen Xinghe saw this scene, he immediately felt displeased, and said in a deep voice, "Get out of here."

"Who is there?" The person who asked the question fainted immediately, even asking the last sentence was wrong.

"Having eaten the guts of the ambition, how dare you come to control our ambition sect!" The monk who said this sentence immediately collapsed and disappeared in front of everyone.

This is strength, this is attitude!

The fighters dared not do anything wrong again, so they quickly informed the ancestor secretly.

Not long after, a voice came from afar: "Where does Fellow Daoist dare to intervene in our affairs?"

Before the words were finished, a figure was forcibly pulled out by a big purple hand that appeared out of thin air.

With a "snap", another big hand appeared and slapped the Mahayana monk!

Chen Xinghe said indifferently: "How can you call the word "Daoyou"? All Mahayana monks in the Northern Star Group need to come and sign up. If you dare to refuse your fate, they will all perish!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, I don't need to know!" The words spread overwhelmingly. The Mahayana monk didn't recognize the reality, so he squeezed his big hand hard, and his body and soul were wiped out at the same time, and the associated dojo shook again and again, destroying everything in an instant. clean.

It's just Mahayana, raise your hand and slaughter it!
Has anyone seen such means?
With this level of strength, who is not convinced?
Immediately, several Mahayana monks came to pay their respects in fear. They really did not have the qualifications to call Taoist friends, and the gap was too large to be measured.