...

At this moment.

In the clear sky, the sunlight is shining.

In the stratosphere at an altitude of over 10,000 meters, there are rare species of birds that can soar to this height.

But at this time, a bird flapped its wings and soared in the stratosphere. Under the thin clouds behind it, a large mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles was majestic and magnificent.

Below it, there are also magnificent and steep peaks, towering straight to the sky. The highest and most majestic ones occupy almost all the views of the bird. At the foot of the mountain is a vast and huge glacier, and above the glacier is the steep and majestic snow-capped mountain.

The Great Snow Mountain is majestic and unique, but the bird is even more weird.

"Quaq" The bird screamed in a thick voice in the stratosphere, as if very excited, gliding down into the snowy mountains.

Its image looks real but not real, it looks virtual but not virtual. Every feather on its body is as red and gorgeous as a glass flame. Looking up at it, it is like a small sun emitting a bright sunlight.

"It's the breath of the Son of Flame. I have rushed thousands of miles away and finally found you." The soaring bird croaked excitedly.

This strange bird burning with flames is naturally the three-legged golden crow in the ruins of the Sun Temple. To be precise, it is a remnant soul of the three-legged golden crow.

Otherwise, the real three-legged golden crow soars in the sky, with a wingspan of like Kunpeng, and the flames will burn the entire sky into a red color, with a huge momentum. Looking at it on the ground, you will really think that another sun appeared in the sky.

Now it is just a wisp of residual soul. When it passes through the sky, it can only be regarded as a dazzling little meteor at most. The gap cannot be calculated by the way.

...

In the semi-enclosed canyon.

"stop!"

Monk Hongzheng pinched the magic seal, and under the stalagmites that tied the American women, a golden light surged. A few seeds broke through the ground and in an instant they grew into several tall mandalas.

The charming and magnificent mandala flowers bloomed, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere. The American women suddenly fell into a state of obsession, confused and giggled intently.

Poisonous thorns were entrapped on the women's delicate bodies.

Everything is done in a very short time.

"Boy, as a superpower in China, you must know that I, Dongmi Buddha Flower Mandala." Monk Hongzheng's expression was a bit ferocious, "If you only have a drop of these deadly toxins, even an elephant can be poisoned to death."

Wang Yan waved his hand calmly. He was fighting with a monk with a yellow robe, and grabbed the other party's little ferret, which was covered in bruises, and flew back like lightning and fell into his arms.

At the same time, the succubus giggled twice, withdrew the bone spur whip, and returned to Wang Yan's side in a graceful posture. At this time, she had withdrawn the illusion and transformed back to the image of the succubus with a charming surname.

He has a tall, slim figure, and is covered with armor, which is extremely sexy. A pair of wings on his back gently blew and floated in the air. Finally, there is a tail with spikes. In addition to being sexy, it makes people feel chilled.

Especially those monks who had personally experienced the power of succubus, were even more shivering, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"Monkey, you have good methods." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Not only violently resisting the law, you are also holding innocent hostages and threatening law enforcement units. I am afraid you will be punished first."

"Tagatagata of the Unlimited Sun." Monk Hongzheng performed a Buddhist ritual, and his expression restored his pious tranquility. "For the great plan of our sect, Dongmi will flourish and be able to protect mankind through the great disaster of heaven and earth. The little monk Hongzheng. What's the harm even if he falls into the eighteenth level of hell?"

"Haha, then can you tell me what is the plan of my sect?" Wang Yan shrugged and said with a smile, "I heard you are so arrogant. Maybe when I am moved, I will surrender to your sect?"

Monk Hongzheng was stunned. What is this? This was the first time he had encountered such a rude and unfinished enemy in his life. Before he could threaten it, he said such words to surrender.

No, right, this cunning brat is trying to trick his own words.

Monk Hongzheng looked stern and said angrily: "Boy, I don't have time to talk to you. Since things have developed to this point, I might as well tell you. This time we come to China, we have the awareness of giving up our lives. If you are willing to cooperate well, I can not only spare the lives of these girls, but also give you the benefits. If you don't know the situation, don't blame me for your hard work."

Wang Yan glanced at the Japanese mountaineering team hiding aside. Judging from their aura, they should be ordinary people.

He had learned about the Great Snow Mountain before and found that the professional mountaineering teams from the Americans and Japan were the most persistent in the Gongga Great Snow Mountain. The mountaineering teams from both countries seemed to like to compete with the Gongga Great Snow Mountain.

Thinking about it now, there should be a reason. Before the liberation of China, the American mountaineering team won a Utan Buddha fruit and made a fortune. If the story is passed on, it will naturally attract future generations to follow it.

The Japanese were even more persistent and conducted large-scale exploration of Gongga Snow Mountain during the invasion of China. After the liberation, Gongga Snow Mountain was closed for a long time, but there were also Japanese mountaineering teams who came secretly.

The Japanese mountaineering team even called Gongga Daxue Mountain "Fushan" and the Fuji Mountain in their country "Mother Mountain".

From this we can see how high the Gongga Snow Mountain is in the minds of those Japanese people? How important it is. On the surface, there are already a large number of Japanese people who died in this Gagong Mountain.

In secret, I still don’t know how many Japanese people were buried.

Wang Yan understood that these Japanese monks had a lot of plans. They planned for a long time and did not come to Gongga Mountain to play with fun.

Just as he was about to reply, a shining meteor suddenly appeared in the sky.

Its speed is extremely fast, and at the same time, the more the flames are, when they reach a height of hundreds of meters, it is as bright as a small sun.

This strange phenomenon from heaven attracted everyone's attention.

"boom!"

A flame passed by.

"Qu"

A thick crow chirping like a bronze bell!

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a strange crow with flames burning all over and three feet.

"Three-legged Golden Crow?"

"Yata Cuck!"

The first sentence was what Wang Yan shouted, and the next sentence was the exclamation of the Japanese monk. Obviously, the three-legged golden crow has a very high status in the Japanese cultural system.

"Guagua" The three-legged golden crow flaming wings swelled into Wang Yan's arms, and guagua conveyed the spiritual message, "Son of Flame, I finally found you. Wuwu, you ran so fast. You just leave me a crow to deal with that stinky woman in the temple. It's too cruel. Do you know how terrifying, manic, and cruel she is... Wuwu, my god's heart is so tired, and I decided to surrender to you, Prince of Flame. Fortunately, Mother Earth gave me guidance. Along the way, I have worked very hard to find you, Wuwu was almost shot with a slingshot on the road... Fortunately, I am smart..."

As soon as the three-legged golden crow appeared, it started to quarrel, and snuggled in his arms, acting coquettishly and complaining.

"Squeak"

The little ferret was a little stunned at the appearance of the three-legged golden crow, but when it came, it occupied her position and kept clamoring, and he was squeezing while talking.

The ferret's territory was getting smaller and smaller, and he almost fell out of Wang Yan's arms.

In this way, the little ferret will not do it. He opened his teeth and claws to the three-legged golden crow, and started to chirp, and gathered with the crow, please hide away from my husband and stay away.

"Guaguaguaguaguaguagua" the three-legged golden crow began to slash and refute, "He is the Prince of Flame, the treasure of our Flame Clan. Even if you are his wife, you cannot dominate him."

Three-legged Jinwu once had a wife from the Three-Eyed Tribe, "Miao Yi", who had no rejection of such a strange marriage.

"Squeaking" the little ferret grinned unconvincedly, his squid's eyes glared, and he hid farther away from my husband.

"Guaguaguaguaguagua" Three-legged Golden Crow retorted without being outdone, and she looked like I was just staying here, how could you do anything to me?

For a moment, you chirped and I croaked. You went back and forth, and you were having a lot of fun fighting, but you were equal and stunned.

Wang Yan was stunned, and the succubus was stunned.

Even those Japanese monks were shocked.

Especially Monk Na Hongzheng, he was doing things seriously and didn't even want his reputation for life. He was working very hard to be a bad person, a bad person who threatened his enemies with an ordinary woman.

OK, for a good thing, it was a funny scene by a crow and a ferret. These two guys were so noisy and noisy.

"Squeak, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," Monk Hongzheng blushed and roared, "Boy, please take care of your ** stuff, otherwise..."

"Squeak!"

"Quake quack!"

Before Wang Yan could answer, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow stopped working, jumped off Wang Yan, and each rushed to Monk Hongzheng with his teeth and claws.

"Sister is the wife of the eldest brother's media, and the main wife who will be in charge of the harem in the future. How dare you, a shameless monk, say that this lady is a ** person? Look at my Xiaoxue's wind-splashing claws."

"Brother is a three-legged golden crow, the legendary sun god. How dare you, a little monk, say that this god is a ** thing? This god was bullied by Miao Yi in the temple. Do you dare to bully this god? The flames purify the foolish monk in front of you."

In short, because of Monk Hongzheng's words, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow were furious. One was spraying ice mist and the other was spitting out a fire, but the ice and fire were mixed, and the power was great.

Monk Hongzheng repeatedly resisted his legs and yelled while holding his face in a dusty face, "Boy, tell your ** object to stop, stop, no..."

As a result, the little ferret and the three-legged golden crow went wild.

"Haha." Wang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled. The demon's wings shook slightly. In a flash, he had already arrived in front of the stalagmites. With his arm, a series of hot pure yang fires filled the sky. He burned the Buddha's flower mandalas cleanly!

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I wrote a leave note yesterday, but readers from some channels may not see it. Please forgive me~

To be continued.
Chapter completed!