Journey to the West: Swallowing Giant Panda

Chapter 83 Three-legged Golden Crow
The small eyes opened a crack, and the sight in front of him made the panda let alone move, and even the fur all over his body did not dare to tremble in the slightest.I'm afraid that if I move even a little bit, it will lead to death.

Even though he closed his eyes here, the scene just now still lingers in his mind.

A throne!It seems to be high above the nine heavens, above the top of all living beings.The whole body is golden and translucent, dazzling and compelling.On the back of the throne is a bird—three-legged, with outstretched wings, and each feather is made of pure gold.He raised his head up, shouted loudly, his eyes were scarlet in color, and he was majestic and majestic aloft.

It's not worth making the panda afraid, but the man on the throne is worth it!
He was dressed in a bright yellow uniform, with a glazed crown hanging down, his hands were casually placed on both sides of the throne, and his feet were hanging on the ground, looking a little loose.But sitting there, he made the panda feel what it means to be a king.

The majestic face is hidden behind the hanging glass beads.But the aura of self-importance in those eyes is hard to hide by anything.

Di Jun!

Demon Emperor Dijun!

The panda had never seen the demon emperor before, but just by looking at him like this, he knew that this person must be the demon emperor Di Jun.Because apart from him, no one else could sit on the three-legged Golden Crow's throne and possess such a powerful domineering aura.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the panda did not dare to move.Half an hour passed, and the panda did not dare to move.An entire hour passed, and he finally opened his eyes again, and glanced in the direction just now.

Everything is not fantasy, but it is not real either.

Di Jun died, died in the catastrophe of the Lich.Even if he is the king of the entire monster clan, even if he is a quasi-sage and strong man, he is still dead.In the prehistoric world, other people may still have a chance to be resurrected.But like those who have entered the holy realm, those who have recorded their names in front of the saints on the way of heaven, will never have any chance of resurrection.

"Hehehe"

Just as the panda relaxed a little bit, every cell in his body became tense again in an instant.Because Di Jun on the throne laughed, really laughed.

"My next panda, strayed into the treasure land and alarmed His Majesty Qingxiu, don't blame me." Putting the words aside, the panda picked up its feet and wanted to run towards the place it came from.

But halfway through the run, he stopped.

Di Jun walked down, alive, just like that.

Both hands clenched the Yin-Yang Bamboo, no matter who it is, as long as they want to take their own life, how can the panda be caught without a fight?Even if it was Di Jun, he would have to pluck out one of his hairs.Don't even think about it!

"Hehehe, hehehe, hahahaha." As he walked, Di Jun laughed, and the laughter was filled with endless desolation.Just listening to this laughter, the panda's eye sockets were already moist, and he almost shed tears.

His current cultivation base is already Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his state of mind is not weak.But at Zhunsheng's reluctance, just a laugh can cause fluctuations in his mood.

After a long time, the laughter stopped.The figure of Di Jun also walked up to the panda, as if looking at him.

"Zhen, I don't want to know who you are. Since you're here, it means that I've lost, and I've really lost, completely defeated." Sighing heavily, Di Jun looked up at the sky.

"Here is the place where I sealed my three sons. He also died, and died before me. I originally thought that if I won, I might be able to take advantage of the power of the sky and exchange their nine lives. Unfortunately, I lost I lost to Heaven, I lost to Saints, and I lost to Di Jiang."

Panda still didn't speak, he stared hard at Di Jun in front of him.

It's just a phantom, and it may even be the energy that Di Jun left behind when he sealed his nine sons who were shot dead by Hou Yi.However, the power of the quasi-sage level will not decay even if it spans tens of millions of years.

He still didn't dare to do anything wrong, his strength was not at the same level.Even if it is Dijun's energy that spans endless time and space, if he wants to kill himself, it may not be difficult.

"My third son is the real spirit of the sun, the three-legged golden crow. Since you have come here, if you don't let me take something away, I'm afraid you won't leave so easily. The real fire of the sun is the three true spirits in the prehistoric world." One of the flames can burn all things in the world. There is a real fire of the sun in the body of my third son, and I give it to you. But don't hurt his body, and send him back to the sea of ​​stars. Can you agree?"

"Is it possible?"

With three words and a question, Di Jun's gaze went straight into the panda's soul.

"answer!"

Subconsciously, he was not allowed to answer after thinking for himself.This is definitely his most true thought.

A secret technique that reaches to the heart.If the panda was still thinking about using the corpse of the three-legged Jinwu to do something, the answer would be yes or no.Then whether Di Jun in front of him will kill him all at once, Panda can't guarantee it.Cold sweat fell drop by drop.

"It should be fine." Di Jun turned around and looked into the depths of the light, without letting anyone see, a drop of emperor's tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes.The tears were hot, dripping down the cheeks, and scattered with the wind.Just like that, along with the dissipated tears, Di Jun's figure also slowly disappeared in front of the panda.

The whole space suddenly dimmed a lot. Although it was still bright, it was not so compelling.

Panda's mood became heavy, and he stretched out his hand to touch the direction where Di Jun disappeared just now: "It's really a burst of energy. The wish was made, and it was blown away with the wind."

Emperor Jun had ten sons together, among them, when the Lich measured calamity, the nine sons were shot by Houyi, the great witch of the witch tribe, and fell one after another.Moreover, before Emperor Jun fell, the third lich war started, which was also the last time.During the First World War, Emperor Jun, Tai Yi, Xi He, and Fu Xi fell.The eleven ancestor witches of the witch clan fell.

"Hey! To Your Majesty!"

Putting down the Yin-Yang Bamboo in his hand, the panda stood up straight, clasped its hands together, and bowed deeply.It took a full quarter of an hour before it returned to its original state.

Walking step by step towards the depth of the light, not far away, I saw the corpse of a giant bird.The corpse was about the size of a mountain peak, golden yellow in color, only the eyes were blood red.Every feather is as hard as a gold stone, and even the three claws are golden.At this time, the bird's body was burning with raging flames.This flame exudes the temperature of the sun, very hot.

"My next panda, I have met the third prince of the Yao clan." With a cup of hands, the panda saluted.The dead is the greatest, even if he is dead, I can't belittle him.What's more, just now I promised Di Jun.

"The panda's coming here today is purely by chance. There is no intention to desecrate the corpse, but to take a touch of the real flame of the sun. After the real flame is obtained, I will fulfill my promise with His Majesty and send the third prince back to Xinghai."

As soon as the words fell, golden light bloomed in the panda's eyes.

(End of this chapter)