Chapter 621 622. Fusang Long Dream (Three)

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

Chapter 621 622. Fusang Long Dream (Three)

Fusomang trees cover the sky with lush trees, and anywhere is a place to live.

The Golden Crow Divine Township is only eleven three-legged golden crows. The three ancestors live on the top of Fusang trees, bathing in brilliant light, wearing golden light, as if shining in the world tomorrow.

And the eight golden crows are in order and live here safely.

Xi Chang, who had a tall head, looked at him and saw the little cub slamming his wings. His eyes were filled with joy, but he faded and felt a little sad.

The golden crow is originally a demon god. It contains the power of the sun in its bloodline. It is difficult to reproduce offspring. Now the most effective thing is to use the power of the Fusang tree to use its fruits to inject essence and blood for thousands of years. Only in this way can there be 20 to 30% of the chance to reproduce the young golden crows.

Young chicks are treasures of the clan and are the hope for inheritance and reproduction. It is worry-free to be pampered. Waiting for young chicks to undergo growth and transformation will naturally awaken their inheritance and memory.

And that cub was just born in the past century. It is still small and has not yet passed the cub stage.

He was born under the expectation and was named Xiyu.

The black feather is like a crow, with three legs standing, and a hot air is coming out all over the body. Only by stepping on the fusanthemum branches can the heat converge.

He opened his beak and a larger golden crow was feeding the bamboo inside, which was made of the thunder clouds and bamboos in the sky for thousands of years. When Xi Yu was chewing, the green thunder flashed and was swallowed into his stomach.

He was born with a golden crow divine fetus. The demon god's body is extremely powerful. Although the spiritual creatures are not refined, they are violent, but they have no effect. They eat sweetly.

Xiyu wanted to twist his head and cried in a low voice.

"Dad, I'm full."

The three-legged golden crow, who was larger and smooth and mature, picked up another bamboo and fed it in love, and said with a smile.

"Silly, look at it, you're so hungry."

Xi Yu was fed into Xichen's mouth and could not resist. Ai Zai still chewed and swallowed it after a while. Seeing that his father was going to feed another one, his golden eyes flashed and he suddenly saw a glimpse.

"Dad!"

"Dad! Look, why are the female cultivator of the human race coming over in the Jinhai Sea?"

Xichen thought his cub was playing tricks and still fed the next one, but after a glance at him, he saw a woman walking across the golden sea with a wooden branch in her hand.

He stopped feeding, and Xiyu was able to escape for a moment, slapped his black wings and flew upwards, with a cheerful cry in his mouth.

"Old ancestor, is someone from Jinhai coming?"

"Is it our clan lineage? It looks younger than me. Do I have more sisters?"

The three golden crows, who were at the top of the top, suddenly opened their eyes from the meditation, and they looked like the same brilliant golden eyes, which was a little confused.

In the early years, they did not leave the realm and their bloodlines were difficult to reproduce, so they tried their best to retrieve the bloodlines that might remain in various small worlds, and even urged the divine power of the ancient Fusang tree to scatter its branches in the thousands of worlds, so that the descendants who had never been found could be retried spontaneously.

But now hundreds of thousands of years have passed and no trace, why did you find it today?

Although I look at the human race, but I can activate the branches of Fusang and flow through the Golden Sea to this place, the golden crow bloodline with the same root and origin will definitely not be fake.

A great thing!

Xisong, among the three ancestors of the Golden Crow, was happy to move, so he spread his wings, loosened his three feet, and flew towards the end of the Golden Sea, wanting to connect with his juniors.

The Golden Crow in the World is a family. Even if we have never met each other, our bloodlines are echoing each other.

But suddenly, the eleven golden crows were suddenly shocked, and the ones that were still living on the branches suddenly loosened, stretching their wings and jumping into the air.

They were covered in ink feathers, like crows, with three legs standing, and their bodies scattered with dazzling golden light, just like eleven tomorrows, all looking at the strange giant trees.

It is shaking.

The Fusang sacred tree rooted in this place, the Jinwu clan, has never been so strange.

It emits endless red and golden light, which is obviously extremely hot, but it feels very comfortable to fall on every golden crow.

Jin Wu Xixuan, who was the leader of the clan, had already seen the clues. Thoughts passed through his golden pupils. It must be this sudden arrival of the little cub that triggered the change of the Fusang sacred tree.

Why?

The golden crow falls into Fusang, and the two depend on each other forever. The spirit of the Fusang sacred tree is always in a deep sleep. Only when a clan survives and dies, will it wake up to protect it. Its power can reach the sky and the earth and be the most holy god.

But now this Fusang sacred tree is clearly the awakening of the spiritual god, for the sake of this just arrived cub?

Looking at her human body, I am afraid she is just a bloodline of their lineage. She can't even be considered a pure golden crow body. How can she wake her up?

Xixuan suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, could it be?

Pei Xihe did not consider that the eleven golden crows rose into the air, as if they were glorious in the morning sun.

She only looked at the sacred tree, with only this thing in her eyes, and a soft call came from her ears.

Pei Xihe's condition is not very wonderful at this moment. The power of the Golden Sea was refined by the divine blood, which made the magic power from exhaustion to abundant, and also allowed the power of the demon god to spread throughout his body, and the body's injuries were healed for 40% or 50%.

However, her three flowers were cut by the Heavenly Lord Spirit God, and the Taoist fruits transformed from the spirit of the spirit were forcibly seized and dispersed. Previously, there was a backlash of force entering the emptiness and breaking down in the virtual world, which caused most of the foundation of Pei Xihe to practice Taoism, and it was difficult to continue if the broken bridge was difficult to continue.

Now Pei Xihe is like a seedling. She originally provided her own nutrients, and her roots that were deeply rooted in the ground were torn apart. No matter how external help was, she would only flourish on the surface and decline on the inside.

Her face was rosy, and her soul was forcibly bonded by magic power but could not make up for the cracks. It was like a broken mirror that could not be completed. Now all kinds of things are in a flash.

A golden glow flew out from the sacred tree, causing Pei Xihe's blood to boil, and the demon god transformed into a rapid movement, and the shadow of the divine black swirled at the top of the head.

The phantom was covered with ink and dark feathers, stretched out its wings, three feet were in the air, and there were golden patterns on its body, which were simple and mysterious, as simple and natural as the birth of nature.

The sudden sound of the crying made the eleven storm in the sky tremble. They sensed the crazy fluctuations of their own bloodlines, from their bodies to their souls to their worship.

The most impossible guess in Xixuan’s heart was confirmed the moment the shadow of the Divine Crow appeared!

His heart was like a drum beat, and it was pounding.

Xixuan knew that the heartbeat was the sound of the fighting drums, the sound of the Golden Crow clan's war drums to the major heavens, and the moment when they showed their true light from the silence.

Xi Yu was still young and could not really understand the meaning of the changes in his bloodline. He said to his father beside him.

"Dad, we have the same bloodline. Is this my sister?"

The old father of Jinwu, Xichen, felt the rushing blood, and at this moment, he was as unrestrained as a river, causing him to tremble in his voice.

"Good baby, maybe it's not your sister, it's."

Auntie.

At this moment, Pei Xihe had been led away by the light and fell under the Fusang tree.

She suddenly felt her whole body was immersed in the warm current, and the fatigue of several battles suddenly surged out, which made her consciousness feel drowsy, and she felt that her mind was extremely heavy.

The fusom tree scattered with red and golden light fell on its body, turning into a soft ball of light to wrap it in.

Pei Xihe's consciousness fell, as if he fell into infinite darkness, without any light, and fell into a long dream of harmony and tranquility.
Chapter completed!