"Bald donkey!"
Jin Yu was furious.
Over the years, the Golden Crow clan has roamed the Tianhuang Continent and is almost invincible. He has never encountered such a trauma!
Normally, this injury would heal quickly due to the self-healing power of the Golden Crow clan and the surge of energy and blood.
But the flame on the green lantern contains an extremely terrifying power.
When Jin Yu's energy and blood surge over, it will be burned and refined, turning into nothingness!
"You pissed me off!"
Jin Yu's expression was cold, his eyes were filled with anger, he looked up to the sky and roared, his body was filled with energy and blood, and his figure was swelling.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into its true form.
A huge three-legged golden crow descended on the battlefield!
This three-legged golden crow spread out its wings, which were several feet long. Its whole body was burning with blazing flames, and every wing shone with golden light.
Among the three legs under its abdomen, one was obviously incomplete, and it was the paw that was burned by the green lantern.
"Want to play with fire?"
Jin Yu's voice sounded: "Today I will let you taste the natal flame of my Golden Crow clan!"
Jin Yu opened his mouth and suddenly spurted out a blazing flame. Golden light flashed, and the temperature on the entire battlefield suddenly rose.
"This is the sun's essence fire!"
"Legend has it that the Sun Essence Fire of the Golden Crow clan can be cultivated to the extreme and can even transform into the scorching sun!"
The creatures of all races screamed in surprise.
Mingzhen's expression remained unchanged, he held the green lantern in his hand and recited a series of Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, his eyebrows flickered, and his fingertips shot out a stream of magic power, which was submerged into the green lantern.
call!
The flames on the green lantern suddenly grew wildly, and the fire was so bright that it hit the sun's essence fire.
The cyan flame and the golden flame collided together, devouring each other, refusing to give in to each other, and actually formed a stalemate!
"This enlightenment is not simple. Although the green lantern was once an imperial weapon, it will never be able to exert such power if the understanding of Buddhism is not enough."
"Yes, there are too few people who can suppress the Golden Crow clan in the flames."
"Among the nine clans, only the Zhulong clan of the Dragon clan can compete with the Golden Crow clan on the path of fire."
Jin Yu mobilized his soul crazily, and flames danced in his eyes.
With many people from the Golden Crow tribe watching, the four princes watching, and the six powerful men from the fierce tribes, and all the creatures from all races watching, he must not lose!
Sudden!
In Jin Yu's eyes, two golden flames suddenly flew out, containing an extremely terrifying aura!
Eye Technique—Eye of Flowing Fire!
Mingzhen looked at the two flying flames, his eyes suddenly blinked, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and his whole person was filled with an extremely vast power of compassion!
The two flames quietly extinguished as soon as they landed in front of Mingzhen!
A Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows can unlock thousands of eye skills!
All the great power in Mingzhen's body poured into the green lantern, and the green flames became so strong that they swallowed up Jin Yu's Sun Fire in an instant, bucking the trend and engulfing Jin Yu!
Jin Yu's expression changed, and he quickly spread his wings, preparing to escape from the green flames.
At this moment, Mingzhen's voice sounded.
"Great Wish Seal!"
Mingzhen stretched out his palm, formed a seal, and pressed it slowly in the direction of Jin Yu.
The speed of this seal coming is very slow, very slow.
But Jin Yu felt as if his whole body was bound by an extremely powerful force, unable to move at all, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him!
The great wish seal embodies the wish power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
If hell is not empty, you will never become a Buddha. Only when all sentient beings are saved can you realize Bodhi.
Such a vast and majestic wish power can even suppress hell, let alone a three-legged golden crow!
Under the Great Wish Seal, the movement speed of the Three-legged Golden Crow clan is completely useless!
Jin Yu seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and could only watch helplessly as the green flames rushed towards his face and engulfed him!
"ah!"
Jin Yu let out a scream in the flames.
All races are shocked!
Many cultivators also feel refreshed!
Mingzhen actually won this battle!
And even with a lower level of cultivation, he defeated the Golden Crow Clan greatly!
Listening to Jin Yu's screams in the flames, Ming Zhen's expression remained unchanged and he had no intention of stopping.
Abbot Huishen of Randen Temple had a hint of worry in his eyes.
"enough!"
The eighth prince suddenly said something coldly.
Ming Zhen was unmoved.
"I think you are looking for death!"
The figure of the eighth prince suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the moment the voice fell, he had already arrived in front of Mingzhen, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Mingzhen!
Before this palm came, it manifested into the sharp claws of the Golden Crow tribe!
"ah!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
As the half-ancestor, the eighth prince takes action!
This is no longer a small difference.
This is realm crushing!
Mingzhen was extremely calm, his energy and blood were surging, and in an instant his blood was like a sea tide. He punched the eighth prince hard in the palm with his backhand!
boom!
Mingzhen was shocked all over, groaned, looked in pain, and took three steps back.
With every step, a deep footprint appears on the ground!
The power of the fierce clan in the Half-Ancestral Realm is too terrifying, not to mention, this one is one of the ten sons of the Golden Crow!
It was as expected by many monks.
Even if Mingzhen defeats Jin Yu, there will be more powerful vicious clans who will step forward.
And the half-ancestor of the Fierce Tribe appears, and no one at the same level can compete with him!
"Little monk, let you taste my sun essence fire!"
The eighth prince suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a blazing golden flame, surging towards him!
Mingzhen looked solemn, and could only give up on killing Jin Yu, took back the green lantern, activated a green flame, and burned it against the eighth prince's sun essence fire!
This time, almost at the moment of collision, the green flame was swallowed up by the sun's essence fire!
You know, this sun essence fire contains a trace of magical power!
Mingzhen's cyan flame cannot be resisted at all!
The sun's essence fire shrouded it, and Mingzhen had no way to retreat.
He took a deep breath and suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and his body was instantly filled with golden light.
This is Jizo’s true form!
The essence of the sun wraps up Mingzhen, burning and refining it continuously.
Mingzhen clasped his hands together, his body covered with golden light, and sat in the flames, urging his soul to resist with all his strength!
"hehe!"
The eighth prince sneered and said in a cold voice: "I want to see how long you can hold on!"
The eighth prince has vast spiritual consciousness and boundless magical power, and he continuously pours into the sun's essence fire.
The flames were so powerful that they climbed to a height of more than ten feet. They became more and more intense, surging with thousands of feet of golden light, and soon engulfed Mingzhen's figure!
Looking at the flame, the restless and excited crowd gradually calmed down.
A hint of sadness flashed across the eyes of many monks.
"Who else among you humans!"
The eighth prince's aura was overwhelming, he stood in the air, looked at all the clans, and said in a cold voice: "Who dares to stand up and fight with me!"
No one responded.
"What a bunch of trash!"
The eighth prince spat, with a disdainful look on his face, and sneered: "You human race has run out of luck, and the era of the ancient emperors has passed! Only you weak and timid people are left! You are not worthy of being the lord of the world! "
Every word of the eighth prince seemed to be stabbed in the hearts of many monks.
Some people are angry, some are dissatisfied, and some are unwilling.
But no one could stand up.
Because many monks knew in their hearts that even if they stood up, they would be easily suppressed by the Eighth Prince and would only bring humiliation to themselves.
They simply can't resist it!
"Humans don't deserve it, and neither do you, a flat-haired beast!"
A cold voice came in from outside, causing an uproar!