Chapter 1557 Flat-Haired Beast (Two More)

"Bald donkey!"

Jin Yu was furious.

Over the years, the Jinwu clan has been traversing the Heavenly Desolate Continent, almost invincible, and he has never encountered such a trauma!

Normally, this injury will be healed quickly with the self-healing power of the Jinwu people, surging qi and blood.

But the flame above the blue lamp contained an extremely terrifying power.

Jin Yu's blood surging in the past will be burned and refined, and turned into nothingness!

"You pissed me off!"

Jin Yu's expression was icy cold, anger surging in his eyes, and he looked up to the sky and shouted, his body surging with blood, and his figure soared.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into the body form.

A huge three-legged Golden Crow descended on the battlefield!

This three-legged Golden Crow spread out its wings, which were several meters long. The whole body was burning with fiery flames, and every wing was shining with golden light.

Among the three legs under its abdomen, one is obviously incomplete, and it is the claw that was burned by the green lamp.

"Want to play with fire?"

Jin Yu's voice sounded: "I'll let you taste today, the natal flame of my Jinwu clan!"

Jin Yu opened his mouth, and suddenly spewed out a fiery flame, the golden light flickered, and the temperature on the entire battlefield suddenly rose.

"This is the sun's fire!"

"In the legend, the sun essence fire of the Jinwu clan, cultivated to the limit, can even be transformed into a scorching sun!"

The creatures of all races exclaimed.

Mingzhen's expression remained unchanged, holding the blue lamp in his hand, reciting one after another of Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, flickering between his eyebrows, and a mana shot out of his fingertips, submerging into the blue lamp.

call!

The flames on the blue lanterns suddenly soared, and the flames were so bright that they slammed into the sun.

The cyan flame and the golden flame collided together, swallowed each other, and refused to give in to each other, forming a stalemate!

"This is really not simple. Although the green lantern was once an imperial weapon, if the understanding of Buddhism is not enough, it will definitely not be able to exert such power."

"Yeah, there are too few people who can suppress the Jinwu clan on the flames."

"Among the nine clans, only the candle dragon lineage of the dragon clan can compete with the Jinwu clan in the way of flames."

Jin Yu frantically motivated his primordial spirit, and flames leaped in his eyes.

Many people from the Golden Crow are watching, the four princes are watching, and there are six powerful people from the fierce race. Under the watchful eyes of the creatures of all races, he must not lose!

Sudden!

In Jin Yu's eyes, two golden flames suddenly flew out, containing an extremely terrifying aura!

Pupil Technique - Eye of Flowing Fire!

Mingzhen looked at the two flames that flew over, his eyes suddenly blinked, his eyebrows lowered slightly, and the whole person was filled with an extremely vast power of compassion!

These two flames just fell in front of Mingzhen, and they quietly extinguished!

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, which can solve thousands of pupil techniques!

The mighty power of Mingzhen poured into the blue lantern, and the blue flame flourished, swallowing Jin Yu's Sun Holy 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 azure flame.

At this moment, Mingzhen's voice sounded.

"Great Wish Seal!"

Mingzhen stretched out his palm, squeezed out a seal, and slowly pressed it in the direction of Jin Yu.

This dharma seal comes very slowly, very slowly.

But Jin Yu felt as if he was bound by an extremely powerful force, unable to move at all, as if he was pressing down on a big mountain!

The Great Vow Seal embodies the vows of Earth Store Bodhisattva.

The hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha, and only when all sentient beings are saved can we attain Bodhi.

Such a vast and majestic wish can even be suppressed by hell, let alone a three-legged golden crow!

Under the Great Wish Seal, the movement speed of the three-legged Jinwu clan is completely useless!

Jin Yu seemed to be fixed in mid-air, and could only watch the cyan flames coming towards his face, swallowing himself directly!

"what!"

Jin Yu screamed in the flames.

All races shake!

Many cultivators are also in high spirits!

In this battle, Ming really won!

And it is in the case of a lower cultivation realm, a great victory over the Golden Crow!

Listening to Jin Yu's screams in the flames, Mingzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he did not intend to stop.

The abbot Huishen of Ran Deng Temple had a look of worry in his eyes.

"enough!"

The eighth prince suddenly said something coldly.

Ming was really unmoved.

"I see you are courting death!"

The figure of the eighth prince suddenly disappeared, and the moment the voice fell, he came to Mingzhen, stretched out his palm, and grabbed towards Mingzhen!

Before this palm came, it manifested into the claws of the Golden Crow!

"what!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

The eighth prince, who is the half-ancestor, has taken action!

This is not a small difference.

This is realm crushing!

Mingzhen was extremely calm, his qi and blood were surging, and he instantly rose to the level of blood like a tide. He punched backhand and hit the eighth prince's palm heavily!

boom!

Mingzhen's whole body was shaken, he groaned, his expression was painful, and he stepped back three steps in a row.

Every step you take, a deep footprint emerges on the ground!

The fierce clan of the half-ancestral realm, the power is too terrifying, not to mention, this is one of the ten sons of the Golden Crow!

As expected by many monks.

Even if Mingzhen defeats Jin Yu, there will be a more powerful fierce clan to stand up.

And the half-ancestor of the fierce race appeared, and no one in the same rank could compete with him!

"Little monk, let you taste my sun essence!"

The eighth prince suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a fiery golden flame, surging towards him!

Mingzhen's expression was solemn, and he could only give up killing Jin Yu, take back the blue lamp, and ignite a blue flame, which burned it in the face of the eighth prince's sun's essence fire!

This time, almost at the moment of collision, the cyan flame was swallowed by the sun's essence fire!

You must know that there is a trace of supernatural power in this sun essence fire!

Mingzhen's blue flame can't be resisted at all!

The essence of the sun is shrouded in flames, and there is no way to retreat.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting scriptures in his mouth, and golden light instantly filled his body.

This is the real body of Jizo!

The Sun Jinghuo wrapped Mingzhen and kept burning and refining.

Mingzhen put his hands together, covered with golden light, and sat in the flames, urging his primordial spirit to resist with all his strength!

"Ha ha!"

The eighth prince sneered and said coldly, "I want to see how long you can hold on!"

The eighth prince's consciousness is vast, his mana is boundless, and he continuously pours into the sun's fire.

The flames were so prosperous that they climbed to a height of more than ten feet.

Looking at this flame, the restless and excited crowd gradually calmed down.

A look of sadness flashed across the eyes of many monks.

"Who else is there in your human race!"

The eighth prince was imposing, standing in the air, looking at all the tribes, and said coldly: "Who dares to stand up and fight me!"

No one responded.

"What a bunch of trash!"

The eighth prince spat, looked disdainful, and sneered: "Your human race has run out of luck, and the era of ancient emperors has passed! Only you cowards and cowards are left! You are not worthy of being the masters of the sky! "

Every word of the eighth prince seemed to be stabbed in the hearts of many monks.

Some people are angry, some people are not satisfied, some people are unwilling.

But no one could stand up.

Because, many cultivators knew in their hearts that even if they stood up, they would be easily killed by the eighth prince, just to bring their own humiliation.

They simply can't resist!

"The human race is not worthy, and you are even more unworthy of this flat-haired beast!"

A cold voice came in from outside, causing an uproar!