bestfiction Chapter 221 Under the Scorching Sun
Chapter 221 Under the Scorching Sun
Zhong Ming knew now was not the time to hide anything. With a thought, the Mother and Child Swords appeared. Holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, he prepared to fight the bird demon.
Seeing that the other two had been driven out of the trial grounds, the three-legged golden crow grabbed at Zhong Ming with its remaining two legs.
Just then, it grabbed the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" with one claw, and immediately released its grip like a mouse seeing a cat.
Wow, something dirty!
If conditions allowed, it would want to cut off all three claws right now; it's terrifying.
It shook its claws, flapped its wings fiercely, and took flight high into the air.
Zhong Ming felt a lightness in his body and saw the three-legged golden crow dragging him to a height of more than ten zhang and throwing him down. He couldn't help but snort coldly.
"Do you really think I'm a turtle? You want to kill me by falling?"
He casually tossed the mother and child swords aside, and with one hand forming a hand seal, he performed the sword control technique.
The spiritual power of the late-stage Qi Refining realm was enough to support the mother-and-child swords in stable flight for a certain distance. Zhong Ming performed a somersault in mid-air and landed steadily on the longsword. Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to him, and he immediately activated the mother-and-child swords, charging towards the Golden Crow.
...
Well, he doesn't fly as fast as the Golden Crow.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow is a Grade 3 Jade-level demon beast, an extremely rare flying demon beast. To put it bluntly, once it grows up, it will never fail to live up to the title of Lord of the Sky. It is not even in the same league as the bastard raised by a certain noble family scion that I saw before.
However... this is not a truly vast open world; there are altitude restrictions here.
The golden crow circled in the sky a few times, and then the person below came flying through the air on a sword. His aura was astonishing. He was not like a free and unrestrained sword immortal, but rather like an elite soldier on the battlefield driving a chariot and wielding a long spear, charging into battle as if entering an empty land, with the courage of ten thousand men.
The golden crow flapped its wings, and the golden flames on its feathers gradually dissipated. From a distance, it looked like a large black raven with a wingspan of ten feet and glossy feathers. The next moment, flames burst forth from the gaps between its feathers with a hundred times the intensity, and a great sun suddenly appeared in the sky.
The rustling wind sings a song, the majestic spirits are awe-inspiring.
As the golden light descended, carrying a mysterious pressure, Zhong Ming froze, a sense of dread rising within him. He felt for some reason that he couldn't look up, that he shouldn't look up, because if he did, he would be reduced to ashes.
The bright light was so dazzling that even without directly facing the golden crow, one's eyes were still blinded. Zhong Ming took a deep breath, gripped his spear tightly, and suddenly looked up.
Don't forget my red tassel.
The spear spun, its red tassel blooming like a flower, casting a shadow over the blazing sun like an umbrella that shielded the golden light.
The oppressive aura was weakened by more than half, and spiritual energy surged wildly into Hongying. The longsword under her feet almost went out of control due to insufficient spiritual energy, but Zhongming did not have as much.
Waves of heat pressed in from all directions, and in the sky, in this free space, Zhong Ming displayed unparalleled control over his body.
The spear pierced straight into the sky.
The onset of the Great Cold is about to be completed.
In the past, it was always Zhong Ming who would start the attack by wielding his spear, but today, the spear remained still, and Zhong Ming frantically spun around, unleashing this strike.
The golden crow's wings suddenly burst into flames, and with a cry, it swooped down towards the reckless human.
The cold air? It's just a drop in the ocean.
Welcome the scorching sun!
The extreme heat dried the blood, his clothes burned fiercely, and he trailed a long trail of black smoke in the sky, like a meteor shooting against the heavens, crashing into the blazing sun.
The chill vanished instantly under the divine power of the sun, and the powerful demonic energy swept over every inch of the weak human's skin. The tortoise shell trembled, constantly craving spiritual energy, but was disappointed time and time again. Zhong Ming did not share any spiritual energy with it.
Jinwu was slightly puzzled. Under the golden flames, even weaker magical artifacts could be burned to ashes, but today this spear was completely unharmed, the longsword still gleamed coldly, and even the tattered cloth hanging on the spear did not move at all, as if the golden flames were fake.
The spells of the Foundation Establishment stage are undeniably powerful, but in the end, it is just a soul. Even if it controls spiritual power directly with its soul, similar to how a spirit controls a magical artifact, it will still be greatly affected by the "Soul Summoning Banner".
Upon approaching the tattered cloth, the soul's control over spiritual energy plummeted, instantly turning the spiritual energy into turbulent currents. Some of the energy would even rush back and collide with other spiritual energies. Therefore, although Zhong Ming had many injuries, none of them were particularly deep.
As the spear tip drew closer to the golden crow, the three-legged crow grew somewhat apprehensive. After flapping its wings a few times, it suddenly realized that the human's speed was decreasing dramatically.
Oh no, where's the sword at his feet?
Suddenly, the mother and child swords appeared from behind him and pierced its tail feathers.
The golden crow let out an angry cry and changed its posture to dodge. It didn't know why it did this; perhaps it was frightened by the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner"?
After it flashed by, it felt strange. Could it be that this small and fragile human possessed a magical artifact more terrifying than a Soul Weapon?
The twin swords drew a graceful arc in the air and caught Zhong Ming mid-air. Despite his severe burns, he felt no regret or anger, but rather extraordinary joy.
He's figured it out! He's figured it out!
The moment I rushed into the scorching sun, the memories in my mind seemed to suddenly shatter. The memories that had been firmly locked in the "prison" suddenly discovered that the lock on the door had been burned off and rushed out wildly.
Spring and Autumn Hook and Sickle Spear Technique - Great Heat
The most intense, dazzling, and irresistible strike, like the world-destroying spectacle of a golden crow soaring across the sky.
He grinned maliciously, twisted the gun barrel, and looked at the hairy beast in the sky with a defiant gaze.
......
Outside the trial grounds, a burly man draped in a bear skin looked at the data on the list and came to the last few second-grade demonic beasts. He brought the wine bowl to his lips but hesitated to drink it, holding it thoughtfully.
Suddenly, a burly man stumbled out and fell face-first into the dirt.
Yue Kaishan got up, looked around, and realized that he had already reached the outside of the trial grounds. He was furious and shouted inside, "You two bastards, wait till you come out, I'll beat you to death!"
"No noise." This was the first and only warning given by that great monk.
"Yes." Yue Kaishan nodded respectfully. On this point, his personal experience made him extremely obedient.
Yes, the consequences of disobeying my grandfather when I was a child still make me shudder just thinking about it now.
He bowed respectfully and asked, "May I wait here for them to come out?"
"On your own."
The great cultivator also found it interesting; it was truly rare to see someone so energetic and lively after coming out.
As they were talking, two more people appeared from the exit.
Xuanjing skipped across the ground like a stone, bouncing several times and rolling around before finally hitting a rock and coming to a stop. A huge claw mark appeared on his chest, which looked particularly frightening.
"Ouch~~ That hurts so much!"
Xuanjing called out twice, and suddenly the "stone" behind him moved.
Yue Kaishan's large face appeared right in the center of his field of vision.