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Chapter 43 The Nine Blacks Mourning, The Eastern Emperor Sorrows

Just as the Big Golden Crow was shot to death, Di Jun, who was practicing in the inner hall of Lingxiao Palace, felt a sense of emotion in his heart, and a trace of inexplicable sadness arose in his heart. Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes, and a purple air flashed through his eyes, exhaled out of his mouth: "I've been killed." Then he immediately flashed out of Lingxiao Palace.

At the same time, two figures also appeared outside the Lingxiao Palace. It was Donghuang Taiyi and Tianhou Xihe. The three of them looked at each other without saying a word, and they knew that the other two were also feeling the feeling of sorrow.

"Why is this? How can we feel like this?" Dong Huang Taiyi said with a pale face. Suddenly, Dong Huang Tai was put in his heart and flashed his inspiration. He looked at the other two people, and saw that their faces also changed drastically.

Di Jun Jiao said, "Go quickly." After that, he turned towards the Sun Star first, and Donghuang and Xihe followed closely. However, the day was already setting west, but the distance was not close to the Heavenly Court. If you want to fly, you will continue to move space regardless of your magic power. Even if you have a shortcut to fold space between the Sun Star and the Heavenly Court, it will take several hours to arrive.

Di Jun turned to Donghuang Taiyi and said, "Taiyi, you have the highest cultivation level and the fastest speed. Don't worry about us for now, go to the Sun Star."

Donghuangta nodded and said, "I understand, brother, then I'll take the lead." After that, he headed towards the Sun Star at full speed, but the speed was twice as fast as Di Jun and Xihe, and soon disappeared into the eyes of the two.

At this time, Xihe also said, "Husband, hurry up, I'll stay for the end."

Di Jun nodded and also accelerated. Although it was slower than Donghuang's speed just now, it was much faster than Xihe.

The topic turned back to the prehistoric continent. At this time, the other nine golden crows who saw the tragic death of the Great Golden Crow instantly turned blank, leaving only the way the eldest brother died when he was tragic.

The Emperor is worthy of being the person with the highest cultivation level and the best mood among the Ten Golden Crows. Soon, he woke up from this sadness, then shouted, leave quickly, and then burned his magic power to rush towards the two great witches standing on the ground, but he wanted to exchange his life for the other brothers.

At this time, Kuafu and Houyi, who had already turned around, looked at the rushing emperor and nodded. Houyi smiled and said, "This golden crow is not bad, haha, it has the style of his father, Di Jun."

Kuafu nodded and said, "Yes, if he hadn't killed our tribe members, I would have really wanted to let him go. By the way, all nine holy arrows should have condensed. Don't shoot an arrow like that just now and have to wait a while before condensed it and use it. This time I'll shoot them in one breath."

Houyi nodded and said, "It just condensed, but I like this golden crow that rushed over, so I will die the last one." After that, he pulled the Pangu bow and prepared to shoot the rest of the undead golden crows.

When the emperor rushed towards Houyi and Kuafu, the other eight golden crows were awakened by the emperor's roar. After returning to his senses, the three golden crows shouted, "The youngest" was about to rush down, but Lao Wu grabbed him. Lao Wu said, "Three brothers, don't let the youngest die in vain, why don't you leave quickly." After that, the eight golden crows turned around and flew towards the distance. The emperor who was rushing down felt that the breath of the brothers was getting farther away, and his heart relaxed, and then he showed a sharp fighting spirit in his eyes. Looking at Houyi and Kuafu's figures, his eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

Unfortunately, they were facing Houyi, the witch clan's arrow god, and their attack speed could even be seen as compared to ordinary ancestor witches, so how could they let these golden crows run away?

Looking at the gradually smaller golden crows, he smiled coldly, and released one arrow after another. Then, the figures of the golden crows fell down, as if meteors fell on this vast land.

Seeing the dead imperialists of all the brothers going crazy, he yelled: "I'll fight with you." He rushed towards Houyi at a faster speed, aiming to interrupt Houyi's arrow and let his brother survive.

Unfortunately, the idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. A huge fist blocked him and knocked him back into the air. The blood from the imperialist's mouth gushed and flew back in the direction he came.

But they didn't notice that whenever a golden crow fell on the earth, their bodies would magically disappear and disappear.

The emperor finally came to his senses barely. When he looked behind him, he found that all his brothers had been shot down. He was the only one who survived the tenth sons of Di Jun.

The imperial's eyes were filled with blood-red color. He shouted wildly and continued to rush towards the ground.

Houyi also pointed the arrow at the imperialist this time, and Houyi said, "Haha, the last prince of the Heavenly Court, goodbye." After that, he shot the last arrow and rushed towards him frantically.

Just as the emperor was about to hit Houyi's magic arrow, a bell rang, and the bell seemed to contain boundless majesty, penetrated the void and pressed towards the entire prehistoric world. The sound wave hit the divine arrow hard. In an instant, the divine arrow was broken, and Houyi and Kuafu were also shocked by this sudden shock to vomit blood and were seriously injured.

There was only a sound of ferocious and fierce cry: "You all have to die."

Then another bell rang, and at the same time, a domineering figure appeared beside the Imperial, pressing his shoulders down.

At this time, the emperor reacted, looked at his uncle beside him, and then cried out sadly: "Uncle, brothers are all dead." Then the tears that had just been suppressed were shed like rain.

Donghuang Taiyi patted the imperialist on the shoulder and stood in front of the imperialist, not allowing him to see Donghuang Taiyi's eyes that were somewhat wet due to sadness.

Looking at Houyi and Kuafu who were seriously injured due to the sound of the two Donghuang bells, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were full of scarlet eyes. Donghuang Taiyi said: "Why, why do you kill my nephew? You all want to die, you all want to die. I want your entire witch clan to bury my nephew with you and bury me!"

At the end, Donghuang Taiyi shouted out hysterically. At this time, he was no longer thinking about the losses caused by the Lich War. He only wanted to fight, he only wanted to kill, he only wanted to avenge his close nephew.

Houyi and Kuafu supported each other. Houyi laughed and said, "Haha, let me witch clan bury you demon clan is not qualified."

"Well said, your demon clan is not qualified." At this moment, a voice came from behind the two witches, and then two figures appeared behind them. It was Gonggong and Zhurong, but they were the closest to this place when they were wandering in the prehistoric world, so they came first, and other ancestral witches were also coming at this time.

At this time, deep down here, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in a narrow space. A exquisite concealment formation was arranged around the space. In addition, his own concealment ability was not afraid of being discovered. This figure was one of the special base lives under Haotian. As for the disappearance of the Golden Crow's corpse, he was naturally doing it.

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