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Chapter 1936 Is there a living Golden Crow?

"Shen... Shenwu, where have you heard of it?" Hu Qianqian frowned and murmured softly.

The two words "Shenwu" are constantly repeated...

The others were staring at her with awesome eyes.

He didn't dare to say anything.

I was afraid that it would disturb her thoughts. When I saw the demon beasts of Sheep Demon, Luan Peak and other demon beasts, I was confused and had never heard of the Shenwu Kingdom. Only Hu Qianqian was standing there thinking hard. The monk Xiaomi was also puzzled. He looked at the remaining demon beasts speechlessly, and complained in his heart, saying, "Their fox clans are not dead houses, what she even knows."

"You demon beasts who have been hiding outside for many years actually know nothing about the matter of the Kingdom of Shenwu..."

"Ha, even a fox demon can't compare to it."

"It's so shameless!"

The monk Shami shook his head. Although he was complaining wildly in his heart, he didn't dare to really ignore Hu Qianqian's words. After all, no one of the forces that could gather dozens of people into the Chaos Realm was a good person. Not to mention their Jinshan Temple, they had only two places in full swing. Even top forces like the Shengtang had been busy for hundreds of years before they got dozens of Chaos Stones, let alone Xia Moyang.

And the Golden Crow bloodline...

The first rule of survival in Niuzhou is Xihe.

Don't be afraid of you causing trouble!

I was afraid that you would make trouble and not even understand the other party's background. I was still smiling and counting the money when I was sold. Shami frowned and was also thinking. His brain circuit was much clearer than other demon animals. He looked at Hu Qianqian with a deep thought in his eyes and murmured, saying, "I have heard of these home foxes."

"There are only two possibilities, one is that their ancestors pass on word of mouth, and the other is..."

"literature?"

Swish!

The monk Shami's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked. He looked at the fox Qianqian who was still thinking hard and asked in a voice, "Qian...Princess Qian, is there any records about the Shenwu Kingdom in the literature of your fox clan?"

"It's good...it seems." Hu Qianqian nodded suddenly, and she was the young master of the Yuemei Fox clan, one of the nine fox clans of the "Qingqiu" and there was nothing wrong with calling her a princess.

When other demon animals heard the word "Literature", their faces suddenly changed.

Looking at her with some anxiety.

Even the novice monks looked a little solemn after getting the affirmative answer. Although the fox clan and the phoenix were born at about the same time, they were not of ancient blood, let alone compared with these ancient chaotic beasts. Even all the fox clans that have continued to this day chose to hide in the range of Qingqiu and rarely stepped out. There were even few strong men in the clan in Xuanxian Realm.

But no one dares to underestimate them. You know, when these fox tribes were at their peak, several semi-saint monsters appeared. Not only that, they also have a close relationship with the remnants of the demon court, the human race and the big figures in the sky. If it were passed down by word of mouth, it would be nothing.

Recorded in the literature...

That would be different. Monk Shami pondered for a moment, looked at Hu Qianqian with a serious expression, and asked, "What do you say in the literature of your fox clan?"

All the demon beasts held their breath.

Looking at her nervously, she was afraid that the fox demon princess would suddenly reveal some shocking information. After all, there would be nothing trivial if it could be recorded in the literature. Those who could represent the major forces entering the Chaos Realm could not be fools. They knew very well that if the "Shenwu Kingdom" was just a Golden Crow Bloodline, it would be impossible for those fox demons to secretly write on the document.

Not for another reason.

It's just that the qualification is not enough...

Not to mention the bloodline of the golden crow, even the descendants of the 'saint' may not be recorded in the literature. With the reminder of the novice monk, Hu Qianqian's thoughts instantly returned to the literature. She frowned and pondered for a long time before slowly recounting it, saying: "I remember the literature records that the Shenwu Kingdom is suspected to be closely related to Di Jun's ten sons. It is not as simple as continuing the bloodline. It is very likely that one of the wu people is still worshipped. The ancestors who left this record still warned us on it, never to provoke these Shenwu Kingdom's remnants, otherwise it will cause trouble to Qingqiu."

“What…what?”

"The Kingdom of Shenwu still enshrines a wu?"

Swish!

After hearing Hu Qianqian's words, all the demon beasts' faces changed, and even the novice monks' expressions became extremely unnatural, and their eyebrows were beating faintly. With their knowledge and experience, how could they not understand the subtext of the literature? If it were just a general offering, how could it be worthy of the ancestors of the fox clan's tone like "Farewell Qingqiu"?

"Master Shami, what a slut, can't it really not die yet?" Luan Feng swallowed his saliva with a 'gulp', and looked at Shami, and asked the bird's face with horror.

Is the Golden Crow strong?

nonsense!

This is Di Jun's son. Although in ancient times, their popularity was covered by powerful men such as Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and even the demon master Kunpeng, their own strength is still unquestionable. If Yiwu really lived to this day, how strong would it be?

Semi-Saint...

Still crossed that threshold.

The novice monk took a few breaths of cold air, and said with a serious expression: "If the fox clan records correctly, the black enshrined by the Shenwu Kingdom, even if it is not its original deity, should at least be a clone. It is still the kind of existence that condenses most of the demon souls, which will make her ancestors so afraid."

"Then... should we tell Mr. Hou that these people from the Shenwu Kingdom are not easy to mess with. There is a golden jue behind it." Hu Qianqian was also scared and said with a pale face.

All the demon beasts looked at the novice monk.

"It's too late..." The shaman listened with his ears for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Only then did the others notice.

Inside the palace.

There was no movement, so how could there be fighting? There was only a strong smell of blood that overflowed from the gaps in the palace gate. It was obvious that with Ye Xiu's strength, with Xia Moyang and other goods, it was already the ancestral tomb smoke. What's more, although they had not been in contact with Ye Xiu for too long, it was also obvious that the monkey hidden under the black robe.

He is definitely the kind of tough and decisive character who kills and decisively.

Even if he knew that there was a golden crow behind the Kingdom of Shenwu, it would probably not affect his decision. He felt that there was indeed no one inside Gongluan. The novice monk who was guarding outside shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "I hope we are thinking too much."

"No...yes, the records in this document should be something from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the golden crow worshipped by the Kingdom of Shenwu would have long been dead and turned into a pile of white bones..." Luan Feng said this, and gradually disappeared. Everyone was not stupid. How could he not understand in his heart that a super strong man who had cultivated to the realm of the golden crow would not have encountered an opponent that was much stronger than it, and it would be almost impossible to erase it by time. Not to mention tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years would be the same.
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