Chapter 522 Can You Be More Serious?

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At this moment.

In the clear sky, the sun shines brightly.

In the stratosphere, which is tens of thousands of meters above sea level, there are few species of birds that can soar to this height.

But at this time, there was such a bird fluttering its wings and soaring in the stratosphere. Under the thin clouds behind it, a large mountain range stretching for thousands of miles is majestic and magnificent.

Under it, there are even more majestic and precipitous peaks that tower into the sky. The tallest and most majestic one occupied almost all of the bird's field of vision. At the foot of the mountain was a vast and huge glacier, and above the glacier was the steep and majestic snow-capped mountain.

The Snowy Mountains are majestic and strange, but the bird is even weirder.

"Quack quack~" The bird called twice with a rich voice in the stratosphere. It seemed very excited and glided down into the snow-capped mountains.

Its image seems real but not real, seems virtual but not virtual. Every feather on the body is as red and gorgeous as glass flames. Viewed from a medium and close range, it looks like a small sun emitting gleaming sunlight.

"It's the breath of the Son of Fire~ Guagua, I have traveled thousands of miles and finally found you." The soaring bird quacked excitedly.

This strange bird burning with flames is naturally the three-legged golden crow in the ruins of the Sun Temple. To be precise, it is the remnant soul of the three-legged Golden Crow.

Otherwise, the truly perfect three-legged Golden Crow will soar in the sky with a wingspan like a Kunpeng, and the flames will burn the entire sky into red, with extremely powerful momentum. Viewed from the ground, you would really think that there is another sun appearing in the sky.

Now it is just a remnant soul. When it passes by the sky, it can only be regarded as a relatively dazzling little meteor. The gap cannot be calculated based on facts.

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In a semi-enclosed canyon.

"stop!"

Monk Hongzheng pinched the seal, and a burst of golden light surged under the stalagmites that bound the American women. A few seeds broke out of the ground, and in an instant they grew into several tall mandala plants.

The gorgeous datura flowers are in full bloom, exhaling an intoxicating scent. Those American women suddenly fell into a state of intoxication, confused and giggling.

One after another, poisonous spikes were wrapped around the delicate bodies of those women.

Everything was completed in a very short period of time.

"Boy, as a superpower from China, you must know about my Dongmi Buddha Flower Mandala." Monk Hongzheng's expression was a little ferocious, "Just one drop of these deadly toxins can kill even an elephant."

Wang Yan waved his hand calmly. The little ferret, who was fighting with a yellow-robed monk and scratched him all over, flew back like lightning and fell into his arms.

At the same time, the succubus chuckled twice, retracted the bone spur pin and soul whip, and returned to Wang Yan elegantly. At this time, she had withdrawn the illusion and returned to the enchanting succubus image.

She has a tall and exquisite figure, is covered in armor, and is extremely sexy. A pair of wings on its back fluttered gently, suspended in the air. There is also a spiked tail at the end, which is not only sexy but also makes people feel chilly.

Especially the few yellow-robed monks who had personally experienced the power of the succubus were trembling with fear, their eyes full of fear.

"Great monk, your method is good." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Not only are you violently resisting the law, but you are also holding innocent hostages and threatening law enforcement agencies. I'm afraid your crime will be increased."

"The Tathagata of the Infinite Sun." Monk Hongzheng performed a Buddhist salute, and his expression returned to piety and tranquility. "For the great plan of our sect, Dongmi is prosperous and can protect mankind through the great calamity of heaven and earth. The young monk Hongzheng, even if he falls into the eighteenth What’s the harm in going to hell?”

"Haha, can you tell me, what do you mean by my sect's great plan?" Wang Yan shrugged and said with a smile, "I hear you talk so high and mighty, maybe I will join your sect once I'm moved. ?”

Monk Hongzheng was stunned, what is this? This is the first time in his life that he has encountered such an enemy who has no integrity and no bottom line. Before he even made any threats, he said such words of seeking refuge.

No, no, this cunning brat is trying to trick himself.

Monk Hongzheng's face was serious and he said angrily: "Boy, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Now that things have developed to this point, I might as well tell you. This time we came to China, we had the consciousness to give up our lives. You If you are willing to cooperate well, I can not only spare the lives of these girls, but also let you come up with benefits. If you are ignorant, don't blame me for working hard. "

Wang Yan glanced at the Japanese mountaineering team hiding aside. Judging from the aura on their bodies, they should be ordinary people.

He had learned about the Snowy Mountains before and found that Americans and Japanese professional mountaineering teams were the most dedicated to the Gongga Snowy Mountains. The mountaineering teams of the two countries seem to especially like to compete with the Gongga Snow Mountain.

Now that I think about it, there should be a reason. Before the liberation of China, the American mountaineering team obtained a Utan Buddha fruit and made a fortune. If the story is passed down, future generations will naturally flock to it.

The Japanese were even more persistent. During their invasion of China, they conducted large-scale exploration in the Gongga Snow Mountains. After liberation, Gongga Snow Mountain was closed for a long time, but there were also Japanese mountaineering teams who came secretly.

The Japanese mountaineering team even calls Gongga Snow Mountain the "Father Mountain" and their own Mount Fuji as the "Mother Mountain".

It can be seen from this that how high the status of Gongga Snow Mountain is in the minds of Japanese people? How important. On the surface, a large number of Japanese people died in Gagong Mountain.

Secretly, no one knows how many Japanese people are buried.

Wang Yan understood that these Japanese monks really had big plans and long-term plans, and they did not just come to Gongga Mountain for fun.

Just as he was about to reply, a shining meteor suddenly appeared in the sky.

Its speed was extremely fast, and at the same time, the flames became brighter and brighter. When it reached an altitude of several hundred meters, it was already as bright as a small sun.

This vision from the sky attracted everyone's attention.

"boom!"

A streak of flames flashed across.

"Qua~"

A crow call as loud as a bell!

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was actually a strange crow with three legs that was burning with flames all over its body.

"Three-legged Golden Crow?"

"Yatara Crow!"

The previous sentence was what Wang Yan shouted. The latter sentence was the exclamation of the Japanese monk. Obviously, the three-legged Golden Crow has a very high status in the Japanese cultural system.

"Quak~quack~" The three-legged golden crow's flame wings flapped and flew into Wang Yan's arms. The quack quack conveyed the spiritual message, "Son of flame, I have finally found you. Woo hoo~ You are really running. Come on. Just leave me a crow to deal with that stinky woman in the temple. It’s too cruel. Do you know how terrifying, manic, and cruel she really is... Wow, I have a good heart. Tired, I decided to seek refuge with you, Prince of Fire. Fortunately, Mother Earth gave me guidance. It was very hard for me to find you along the way. Woohoo~ I was almost shot down with a slingshot on the way... Fortunately, I am smart. …”

As soon as the three-legged Golden Crow appeared, he started chirping non-stop, and even snuggled into his arms, acting coquettishly and complaining.

"Zhizhi~"

The little ferret was a little stunned at the appearance of this three-legged golden crow at first, but as soon as it arrived, it took over her place and made a lot of noise, talking and squeezing.

The little ferret's territory was getting smaller and smaller due to the crowding, and it almost fell out of Wang Yan's arms.

As a result, of course the little ferret stopped doing it. He bared his teeth and claws at the three-legged golden crow, and started chirping, "Crow, please stay away from my husband."

"Quack~Quack~" the three-legged Golden Crow began to make a noise in retort, "He is the Prince of Flame, the treasure of our Flame Clan. Even if you are his wife, you cannot occupy him."

The Three-Legged Golden Crow once had a wife "Miao Yi" from the Three-Eyed Tribe, and she had no objection to this kind of weird marriage.

"Squeaking, chirping~" The little ferret bared its teeth in dissatisfaction, its ferret eyes stared fiercely, and tried to stay away from my husband.

"Quack, quack, quack~" The three-legged golden crow retorted, unwilling to be outdone, "I'm stuck here, what can you do to me?" posture.

For a while, you were chirping and I was croaking. You come and I fight, the fight is a joy, the fight is evenly matched, and the fight leaves others dumbfounded.

Wang Yan was stunned, and the succubus was stunned.

Even the Japanese monks were shocked.

Especially the monk Hongzheng, who was doing things seriously and didn't even want to have a good reputation in his life. He is working very hard to be a bad guy, a bad guy who uses ordinary women to threaten his enemies.

Well, a crow and a ferret made things funny. These two guys are really noisy and noisy.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, no, no! Shut up." Monk Hongzheng blushed and roared, "Boy, please take care of your pets, otherwise..."

"Zhizhicha!"

"Quack quack quack!"

Before Wang Yan had time to reply, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow gave up one after another, jumped off Wang Yan, and started to attack Monk Hongzheng with their claws and teeth.

"I am the wife of my eldest brother, Ming Media, who will be in charge of the harem in the future. How dare you, a shameless monk, call me a pet? Look at my Xiaoxue's 'Wind Claw'"

"My brother is a majestic three-legged golden crow, the legendary sun god Ra. How dare you, a little monk, call me a pet? I was bullied by Mu Yi in the temple. Do you dare to bully me too? Flame, purify this foolish monk before you."

In short, because of Monk Hongzheng’s words, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow were furious. One sprayed ice mist, and the other breathed fire. It was a combination of ice and fire, which was quite powerful.

Monk Hongzheng resisted and retreated repeatedly. While resisting in despair, he shouted: "Boy, tell your pet to stop, stop, or..."

As a result, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow went berserk.

"Haha." Wang Yan squinted and smiled, the devil's wings vibrated slightly, and in an instant he was in front of the stalagmites. With a wave of his arm, blazing pure Yang true fire filled the air. Burn those Buddha flower mandalas cleanly!

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(I wrote a leave request yesterday. Readers from some channels may not be able to see it. I apologize for it~)