Chapter 194 The Great Golden Crow
Chapter 194 The Great Golden Crow
The Yang residence.
Merchants from all over Guanjiangkou gathered here.
They charged forward, wielding the most ordinary-looking weapons, one after another.
The Great Golden Crow, its brows furrowed in a cold expression, no longer dared to underestimate these suddenly appearing people. It turned to Lie Tianpeng beside it and said:
"Marshal Tianpeng, be careful! These are no ordinary people!"
"Huh? Ah."
Marshal Tianpeng was far from calm at this moment, nodding haphazardly.
If he remained motionless, the Great Golden Crow would inevitably become suspicious, so he could only swing his iron rake at the air.
The two sides were evenly matched; the Great Golden Crow led only ordinary heavenly soldiers, but it had the advantage in numbers.
The heavenly soldiers led by the Curtain-Roller were troops under the command of Venus, who was in charge of killing and warfare, and were not comparable to the heavenly soldiers who patrolled and guarded the gate on ordinary days.
For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.
Yang Jiao rubbed her eyes several times before finally accepting that these usually amiable villagers actually possessed cultivation.
So... who arranged this?
Over the years, Juanlian had developed muscles from kneading dough; his massive arms would grab a soldier, lift him up, and slam him down.
Until they reached Marshal Tianpeng's side, the staff in his hand struck towards Tianpeng's head:
"Today, anyone who dares to harm a member of the Yang family will die."
Having said that, the demon-slaying staff was about to strike Marshal Tianpeng's head with a vicious thud.
After dodging with all his might, he hurriedly blinked at the curtain, his mouth pursed together, and he gestured towards the direction of the Golden Crow.
Seeing his expression, the Curtain-Rolling General said with utter disdain:
"There aren't many gods in Heaven, but the number of useless people they're raising is increasing, and they're even convulsing with fear."
Marshal Tianpeng closed his eyes tightly.
Secret passage:
"Whose command does this celestial general, whose gaze is so unreadable?"
Enraged, he gripped the rake that he used to resist the rolling shutter tightly, and his strength increased accordingly.
I thought I was just putting on an act, but now it looks like I'm really going all out.
The Great Golden Crow stood in front and used its Sun Wheel to cleave the body of the 'villager' in front of it, which then transformed into starlight identical to that of a fallen deity.
He narrowed his eyes and shouted:
"Who exactly are you deities?!"
"I am the son of the Jade Emperor, the Great Golden Crow General. Anyone who dares to obstruct His Majesty's decree shall be killed without exception!"
Despite the Golden Crow raising his voice to its maximum, no one stopped; his angry words were drowned out by the fervent cheers of the crowd…
At this moment, on the top of the wall.
Upon seeing this scene, Master Yuding suddenly stopped fanning himself with his palm-leaf fan.
He said blankly:
"Are all the villagers of Yangjia Village more powerful than this humble Taoist priest?"
His unruly beard flew up from the breath he exhaled. No, I won't accept it!
Yu Ding Zhenren was, after all, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals under the command of Yuanshi Tianzun—no, a mere accessory among the Twelve Golden Immortals, but! He was a deity!
Now, his Dao heart is becoming increasingly unstable.
Yun Zhongzi glanced at him briefly, then tightened his face mask even more, and said in a deep voice:
"If not now, when?"
Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, and Yun Zhongzi joined directly while masked.
He mingled among the villagers of Yangjia Village, holding a heavenly soldier in each hand.
Seeing that its side was starting to lose, the Great Golden Crow hurriedly released the power of the sun, which was scorching hot, creating a suffocating feeling as if even the air itself had been heated away.
Yang Jiao saw it.
His brows were furrowed.
Many villagers were gradually becoming weak from the heat, and even Yang Jiao felt that her magical power was being consumed even faster.
"That damned solar wheel."
She cursed under her breath.
In a flash, he took out the treasure coin, and the small copper coin slowly floated up in his palm.
Yang Jiao stared at the sun-like halo that was constantly emitting energy that was draining her mana, and silently said:
"fall!"
Upon hearing this word, the Great Golden Crow felt as if it had suddenly lost its connection with the Sun Wheel. The magical artifact, which had been scorching hot just moments before, suddenly cooled down, and in the end, it even lost control of its magical power and fell directly to the ground.
He was even more puzzled.
That's a magical artifact forged from the sun!
Just as the Golden Crow went to pick up the Sun Wheel, it waved its hand and killed two villagers who were close to its side.
He picked up the magical artifact, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at the group of heavenly soldiers who had suddenly appeared:
"She's just a celestial being with a little bit of skill."
With the scorching heat suddenly gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their morale was boosted again.
Yang Jiao didn't feel so good after using the Treasure-Dropping Coin once. She didn't know if it was because the Sun Wheel had the power of the sun, but dropping such a magic treasure had consumed nearly half of her magic power, leaving her feeling somewhat empty.
Unfortunately, the giant golden crow seemed to have its eyes on it.
They killed villagers with a wave of their hands as they marched towards him.
With each kill, his expression grew even more somber:
"A mere celestial being dares to stand before my Great Golden Crow!"
He killed so easily that his imposing presence grew stronger, and his steps became even more urgent as he tried to capture Yang Jiao.
As the Great Golden Crow swung its hand towards the villagers, it felt as if a bright light reflected off its sun halo.
His hand was then easily caught.
The Great Golden Crow hurriedly tried to pull back, but found that it couldn't move at all.
He looked at the little bald man with a face mask on with suspicion, wondering where he had come from.
Having killed too easily before, he was now restrained, causing him to look embarrassed. He swung his magic weapon with his right hand and struck.
Maitreya's narrowed eyes turned slightly cold.
next second.
The cry of pain from the Great Golden Crow echoed throughout the Yang residence.
"my hand!"
No one knew who this suddenly appearing child was, yet he calmly shattered his own hand bones.
Yang Jiao recognized him in an instant.
She exclaimed in surprise:
"You've come!"
She wasn't stupid; she didn't dare call him by his name directly.
Since they came masked, they obviously didn't want to reveal their identities.
As Maitreya appeared, Yang Jiao also spotted Ksitigarbha and Yun Zhongzi in the crowd.
The unease in her heart instantly dissipated by most.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the Great Golden Crow, in pain, suddenly unleashed a powerful force from its eyes, shooting straight into the sky.
When Yao Ji saw the beam of light, her expression changed, and she warned:
"Oh no, he has just summoned other golden crows, let's go!"
When the Golden Crows separated, they were all only at the level of Celestial Immortals. With the help of the power of the sun in the Sun Wheel, they could be vaguely considered as Taiyi Golden Immortals.
but,
The more Golden Crows gather together, the stronger they become.
The most terrifying thing is their Ten Golden Crows Formation.
This formation was created by Emperor Jun's ten golden crows, and its power is extremely strong, capable of destroying everything.
Although the Jade Emperor's batch of golden crows couldn't compare, they could still scorch an entire city until there was no water left, and people's skin and flesh would crack open.
Through Yao Ji's shout.
Yang Jiao suddenly remembered that her mother had been melted by the Ten Golden Crows Formation and turned into a stubborn stone.
She had a bad feeling.
Nine golden rays have already descended from the sky...
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