Chapter 220

Changhenjun's shock at this moment was like a turbulent wave surging in his heart.

His eyes widened with disbelief as he stared at the calm Ren Xiaoyao in front of him, as if he was looking at a monster from another world.

His lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the words "How is this possible" kept flowing out from between his teeth as he murmured to himself, his voice full of trembling and panic.

The originally stern face was distorted by extreme shock, the facial features seemed to be twisted together, and the sword eyebrows were frowned tightly, forming a deep "chuan".

His breathing became rapid and disordered, and his chest heaved violently, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death sprint.

Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like broken beads, streaking across his face that turned pale with fear.

His hands were raised slightly unconsciously, as if he wanted to grab something to support his shaky faith, but in the end they fell down feebly.

His body was also shaking non-stop, his legs were weak, and if it weren't for the remaining stubbornness in his heart to support him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

Recalling his confident and arrogant look just now, as well as his contempt and ridicule towards Ren Xiaoyao, Changhenjun felt extremely ridiculous at this moment.

He never imagined that the full-strength attack of his golden crow clone from the other side of the world would be so easily deflected by the opponent. However, the opponent's backhand attack made his all-out defense as fragile as paper.

This huge gap caused his heart to completely collapse, and his whole person fell into endless fear and despair, as if he had been sucked into a bottomless dark vortex from which he could not extricate himself.

As a clone of the Golden Crow, Changhen Jundu is still like this.

Not to mention Phoenix, Bai Ze, Zhenlong, Lu Youruo and several other monsters.

Phoenix stood dumbly on the spot, his originally smart eyes now widened with disbelief and shock.

You know, over the years, Phoenix has also tried to escape, but Jinwu's clone Changhenjun suppressed him.

For Fenghuang, Lord Everlasting Sorrow is like an insurmountable chasm and has become a series of deep scars on her proud soul.

But now, Ren Xiaoyao just raised her hand and used one finger to crush the Lord of Everlasting Hatred, which made her body tremble uncontrollably and her mind went blank.

But now, the scene in front of her completely subverted her understanding.

The way she looked at Ren Xiaoyao changed from awe at first to almost pious respect at this moment, as if she was staring at a deity that transcended the world.

It finally knows.

I have always underestimated Ren Xiaoyao.

The hair on Bai Ze's body stood on end and he trembled. Its eyes were wide open, full of horror and disbelief.

When Lord Changhen appeared to release his pressure, it was so frightened that it lost its ability to think, and its body curled up uncontrollably.

And when Ren Xiaoyao and Changhenjun clashed, the powerful strength Ren Xiaoyao showed put Bai Ze into a state that was completely incomprehensible.

It never imagined that someone could turn the situation around so easily in front of this terrifying Lord of Everlasting Hatred.

Its eyes were full of confusion and shock, its mouth was slightly open, but it couldn't make a sound, as if everything in front of it was beyond the limit of its cognition.

Likewise, the real dragon's huge body was so frightened that it kept trembling, its scales rustling, as if they would fall off at any time.

The light in its originally majestic dragon eyes dimmed, leaving only deep fear and disbelief.

It looked at Ren Xiaoyao's figure and was filled with shock. It couldn't believe that there was such a powerful person in the world who could easily fight against the Golden Crow's clone and even gain the upper hand.

Lu Youruo's delicate body collapsed to the ground, her face as pale as paper, and cold sweat rolled down her forehead like rain.

Her eyes were wide open, full of horror and disbelief.

Under the pressure of Lord Changhen, she felt that her life was passing quickly. And when Ren Xiaoyao took action and the situation was reversed, she was completely stunned by the sight in front of her.

She couldn't understand why Ren Xiaoyao could be so powerful.

Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but she was too shocked to make any sound.

After defeating Lord Everlasting Sorrow, Ren Xiaoyao looked condescendingly at his embarrassed opponent. There was no trace of pride in his eyes. He just spoke softly, as if he was stating a normal thing.

His expression remained indifferent, as if the thrilling battle that had just ended was just a small episode in his long journey, and it had no impact on his state of mind.

"Now, can you talk properly?"

Ren Xiaoyao said calmly.

"I underestimated you!"

Lord Changhen said bitterly: "With your strength, I don't think you have surpassed the realm of heaven, but it's not far behind."

Because Lord Changhen's true form, the Golden Crow, is a realm beyond the realm of heaven, so he was even more shocked by Ren Xiaoyao's strength.

Afterwards, he half-propped up his body with difficulty, clasped his fists with both hands, and tried to make his tone sound more sincere: "Your Excellency has extraordinary strength, and I always hate you for admitting defeat. But you must understand that my true body, the Golden Crow, is still in the outside world, and my strength is far superior. My avatar. If you let me go today, and let me communicate with my true body, let it know how powerful you are. If we don't mess with each other in the future, wouldn't it be nice? Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

After saying that, he looked at Ren Xiaoyao eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

Ren Xiaoyao's expression was as cold as water in a cold pool, without any ripples. He looked down at Lord Everlasting Hatred, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Do you think you can make me shrink back with your own reputation? Today, since I have found you, I will kill you."

These words were spoken in a decisive tone, leaving no room for negotiation.

Actually.

The conflict between Ren Xiaoyao and Jinwu is an irreconcilable conflict.

Ren Xiaoyao is determined to win the Fusang Sacred Tree.

And it is impossible for the Golden Crow to give up on the Fusang Sacred Tree.

So.

Naturally, Ren Xiaoyao would not give the golden crow's clone Changhenjun any face.

When Changhenjun heard this, his expression froze instantly, and then, an uncontrollable anger surged into his heart. His face instantly turned red, then turned livid, and veins popped up on his forehead, like angry little snakes.

"Okay, what a life-or-death thing!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes burning with blazing black flames, and the black arrogance around him surged crazily again.

"You don't take my real body seriously, so I'll let you see it. Even if I'm just a clone, you can't humiliate me at will!"

He stood up desperately, and although his figure was shaky, his crazy momentum did not diminish at all.

"Today, even if I fight hard to get rid of this clone, I will still make you pay a heavy price!"

Lord Changhen roared hysterically, completely ignoring the huge gap in strength. Like a mad beast, he pounced towards Ren Xiaoyao with only one thought in his mind - revenge, complete revenge.

Changhenjun's eyes were red, veins popped out on his face, and hysterical roars came out from his mouth. He had completely lost his mind and fell into a state of madness. There was only one thought in his mind - to try his best to fight against the enemy even at the cost of his life!

He took a deep breath, and the real energy in his body surged rapidly like a surging torrent. With a thought in his mind, the true form of the Golden Crow hidden deep in his soul finally revealed its supreme power. An extremely powerful force suddenly erupted from Changhenjun, as shocking as a volcano erupting.

In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the originally sunny sky suddenly became extremely gloomy. Rolling dark clouds came overwhelmingly, quickly covering the entire sky. The sunlight was completely blocked, and the darkness was like an endless huge curtain, slowly descending, shrouding the entire world in eerie terror.

At the same time, the black arrogance surrounding Lord Changhen began to expand and twist crazily. Those arrogant flames seemed to have life, constantly twisting their bodies and transforming into various hideous and terrifying shapes. Some look like demons with teeth and claws, and some look like evil ghosts with distorted faces. They are looming in the black flames, making people shudder.

These black gas flames converge and merge with each other in an extremely strange way, and spin at high speed. In the blink of an eye, a huge black vortex with a diameter of dozens of feet was formed. This vortex exudes endless evil aura, as if it can swallow all light and hope. Lord Everlasting Hatred is at the core of the vortex, surrounded by heavy black energy, looking like a demon from the abyss of hell.

Along with the rotation of the black vortex, bursts of shrill roars came from it from time to time. The sound sounded like countless tortured souls wailing in pain, or like the evil ghosts in the Nine Nether Hell crying in unison. The miserable scream resounded through the sky and echoed throughout the world, making everyone who heard it feel numb and horrified.

In the depths of Changhenjun's eyes, the originally blazing black flame suddenly underwent an astonishing change. The pitch-black flame instantly transformed into a dazzling golden flame! This golden flame is like two scorching suns hanging high in the sky. Its bright light makes people dare not look directly at it, as if it will burn the entire world. At the same time, a terrifying aura that was as devastating as heaven and earth was continuously exuded from his body, and the surrounding air seemed to become solemn due to this terrible pressure.

His body began to expand rapidly involuntarily, and his originally normal-sized figure turned into as tall as a hill in the blink of an eye. On his ever-expanding skin, a layer of fine golden scales gradually appeared. These scales are closely arranged, and each one is shining with mysterious runes. They are intertwined and flow with each other, like agile elves, exuding an ancient and extremely powerful power fluctuation.

Following a deafening roar that echoed through the sky, Lord Changhen suddenly stretched out his thick and powerful arms. He was mumbling something, and an obscure spell came out of his mouth quickly. Immediately afterwards, two unimaginably thick golden light pillars suddenly shot out from his two palms! The two beams of light were like two surging golden dragons, carrying endless destructive power and galloping forward with overwhelming momentum.

Wherever it passes, the space is like a mirror that has been smashed by a heavy hammer, and is instantly filled with huge and terrifying cracks. These cracks are criss-crossed and densely distributed in the air, like a hideous spider web, which is intimidating.

At this moment, an amazing scene happened. The two majestic golden light beams quickly converged and merged in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a huge golden three-legged crow phantom! This three-legged crow was lifelike, and when it spread its wings and flew high, it covered the sky and the sun. It was shrouded in a layer of rich golden light, like a golden sun shining in the sky.

This three-legged crow phantom was burning with raging fire. The color of the flame was not ordinary red, but a deep purple-gold color. Each flame was like a miniature universe, containing endless mysteries and energy.

With a light flap of its wings, the surrounding space was torn into countless pieces, and time seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

The three-legged crow's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, staring straight at Ren Xiaoyao, as if to devour him completely.

At the same time, the originally indestructible barrier began to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

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The surrounding void was instantly turned into dust in front of this terrifying power, and even the molecules in the air began to decompose and reorganize under the pressure of this power.

This blow seemed to drag the whole world into the abyss of destruction. Its horror was so terrible that people dared not look directly at it.

The phoenix looked at the terrifying blow that carried the power of destroying the world, and all the feathers on its body exploded with fear. The flame-like tail feathers were dim and trembling slightly.

Its already smart eyes were full of fear and despair at this moment, and the pupils shrank sharply to the size of a needle tip.

The painful memories of being tortured by the will of the Golden Crow in the past came like a tide, making its legs weak and almost unstable when facing this power.

The throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand. It wanted to make a cry, but could only squeeze out a few hoarse low moans.

It instinctively wanted to spread its wings to escape this terrible threat, but the huge fear made its body slow, and the flapping of its wings seemed extremely stiff.

Under the pressure of this force, the huge body of the real dragon could not stop trembling, and the hard dragon scales stood up one after another, making a rustling sound, as if telling in fear.

Its majestic dragon head drooped, and its dragon whiskers drooped weakly. The dragon eyes that used to radiate majestic light were now full of panic and helplessness.

The real dragon felt the strong impact of this force on its soul, and every tremor seemed to be suffering from the whipping of the soul.

It wanted to mobilize the power in its body to resist, but the fear made its power like being stuck in a quagmire and unable to operate smoothly.

The huge body kept twisting on the ground, trying to find a safe corner to hide, but the terrifying breath was all around, and there was nowhere to hide.

Bai Ze's hair stood up all over his body, like steel needles, and his body curled up into a ball, shivering.

Its eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of its sockets. Its eyes were filled with fear and panic, as if it had seen the end of the world.

A faint whimper came from its throat, and its voice was full of despair.

Its thin body kept shaking in place, trying to find any place to hide, even if it was just a faint sense of security.

Under the cover of this force, Lu Youruo's delicate body was like a leaf in the wind, swaying. Her face turned as pale as paper, without any blood color, and beads of sweat kept rolling down from her forehead, soaking her clothes.

Her eyes were filled with endless fear, and her eyes revealed deep helplessness.

Her lips trembled violently, and she wanted to shout for help, but because of excessive fear, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she could only make a few weak sobs.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, her legs softened, and she collapsed directly to the ground, hugging her body tightly with both hands, trying to get a sense of security in this way, but the terrifying power followed her like a shadow, and she fell into an endless abyss of despair.

You know.

The life-and-death killing method of the realm of heaven.

How terrifying it is.

When Changhen Jun launched a life-and-death attack, the terrifying power with the power of destroying the world surged, and Ren Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly solemn, but in fact he was secretly planning in his heart.

He did not use his full strength at the first time, but hesitated for a moment, as if he was caught off guard by this sudden and powerful offensive.

As the terrifying power of the black flame wrapped in golden light approached, Ren Xiaoyao's spiritual power burst out instantly, forming a dazzling protective barrier.

But this barrier trembled violently under the supreme magical power of the Golden Crow that Changhen Jun used with all his strength.

On the surface of the protective barrier, the spiritual power rolled like waves, but it could not stabilize its body. Tiny cracks spread on the barrier at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ren Xiaoyao groaned, and his body staggered back slightly uncontrollably. The ground under his feet could not bear the weight and cracked instantly.

Cracks spread around like spider webs, half an inch wide, and the surrounding dust was blown high. His hair was flying in disorder under the strong impact, and a few strands of hair were even cut off by the air wave and scattered in the air.

A trace of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the blood slowly dripped down his chin, staining the white clothes with shocking blood flowers.

Ren Xiaoyao raised his arm to block the oncoming powerful impact. His arm trembled slightly, as if he had used all his strength to hold on.

There was a trace of panic and unwillingness in his eyes. It seemed that he had tried his best in front of this force, but he was still unable to resist it. His eyes followed Changhenjun's attack, and fine beads of sweat oozed out on his forehead. Each sweat bead shone in the sunlight, as if telling the story of his "difficult" situation at the moment.

At this time, his clothes were shaking, as if he would be torn apart by this powerful force at any time.

His body tilted slightly, as if he would be completely knocked away by this force in the next second. His whole body looked shaky and embarrassed under the attack of Lord Changhen, and he looked like he could only barely resist and was about to be defeated. .

but.

There was a hint of amusement in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes.

He was showing weakness on purpose.

I want you to go crazy and try to find out the whereabouts of the Fuso Sacred Tree.

Changhenjun saw Ren Xiaoyao's protective barrier crumbling under his full blow, his body staggering back, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looking in a state of embarrassment, and the extinguished fire of hope in his heart instantly rekindled.

He stared at Ren Xiaoyao closely, his eyes full of madness and greed, his chest heaving violently, breathing heavily, as if he had regained the confidence to control the situation at this moment.

"Humph, it turns out you are nothing more than that!"

Lord Changhen said through gritted teeth, with a bit of pride and ridicule in his voice. "I thought you were really capable of reaching heaven and earth, but I didn't expect that you are just a strong-willed guy."

He endured the pain on his body, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered words, and obscure spells echoed in the air.

Following his movements, the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently, and a powerful and mysterious aura slowly came from the void.

"Come out, my other clone! Let's completely crush this guy who doesn't know how to live or die together!" Lord Changhen shouted to the sky, his voice full of madness.

I saw an illusory figure slowly emerging from the endless void.

This figure exudes a rich aura of green wood, mixed with wisps of golden crow's unique fiery spiritual power.

Its body seems to be composed of countless shimmering leaves, each containing ancient and mysterious runes, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

It is the clone of the Golden Crow's Fusang Sacred Tree.

"Suffer death!" Lord Changhen roared, instantly establishing a mysterious connection with the clone of the Fuso Sacred Tree.

The power of the two clones blended and climbed with each other, and a more terrifying force spread instantly. The surrounding space was completely distorted, and time seemed to stand still.

In the face of this force, the earth began to collapse, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and everything in the world screamed in pain under the pressure of this destructive force.

"Boy, today is the day you die!"

Lord Changhen laughed crazily, his laughter filled with desire for victory and contempt for Ren Xiaoyao.

At this moment, he firmly believed that with the power of the two clones, he would be able to completely defeat Ren Xiaoyao and make him pay a heavy price for his arrogance.

When the Fuso Sacred Tree clone slowly emerged, the indifferent disguise that Ren Xiaoyao had maintained was instantly broken, and excitement gleamed uncontrollably in his eyes.

His pupils shrank sharply and were locked tightly on the sacred tree that exuded the intertwined aura of green wood and fiery spiritual power. It was as if everything around him had ceased to exist, and only the coveted Fuso sacred tree remained in the world.

His chest rose and fell violently, his breathing became rapid and heavy, and every exhale was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

The hands that were originally behind his back were raised slightly unconsciously, with the palms forward, as if he wanted to immediately embrace the Fuso Sacred Tree into his arms.

"Finally... found it!"

Ren Xiaoyao murmured to himself in a low voice. Although his voice was small, it was full of endless excitement and desire.

The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, revealing an unconcealable smile. In that smile, there was both the joy of getting what he wanted and the determination to achieve his goal.

"Hahaha, you were fooled!"

Ren Xiaoyao said excitedly.

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