PDLP Chapter 221 The Mosquito Taoist Absorbed the Golden Crow Formation
Chapter 221 The Mosquito Taoist Absorbed the Golden Crow Formation
Under the Golden Crow Formation, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would have to suffer a great loss.
Aunt Yao Ji and her cousin Yang Jian, who were present here, would be burned to ashes in ten breaths.
The little golden crow kept shaking its head.
The Great Golden Crow pressed closer, saying:
"Are you going to watch all ten of us brothers die together if you don't make a move today?!"
"Have you forgotten the Queen Mother's instructions?!"
Seeing Yao Ji's terrified expression and worried about the people, Little Golden Crow said:
"Brother, there are other ways. With so many of us, we can subdue Yang Jian without the Golden Crow Formation."
"Enough with the nonsense!"
The Great Golden Crow stepped forward and snatched the Sun Wheel from the Little Golden Crow's hand, then shoved him aside with a punch, saying:
"We can have the Golden Crow Formation without you!"
Even without setting up an array, the Little Golden Crow's Sun Wheel can still provide the power of the sun. None of the people here have the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal; nine Golden Crows are enough!
His face flushed red, and he roared in exasperation:
"Form ranks!"
The nine golden crows instantly transformed into divine birds, each holding a sun wheel in its beak. Once their respective magical artifacts were superimposed, the formation would be complete.
Just then, Yang Jian, wielding his three-pointed double-edged sword, tried to break their formation, but could not advance any further when he was half a meter away.
"There's a barrier!"
The force with which he swung his weapon determined the backlash from the array barrier.
He then waved Yang Jian away.
midair.
Mosquito Taoist lightly caught Yang Jian with one hand, wrapped the other arm around his waist, put Yang Jian on the ground, and gave him a puzzled look.
She touched the ground with her toes.
It flew up even faster.
Just as the ten sun wheels were about to overlap.
Mosquito Taoist narrowed his eyes.
"This is the moment we've been waiting for."
The ten sun wheels transformed into blazing suns, their scorching heat emanating from within them.
In an instant, the Mosquito Taoist transformed into his original form and landed on top of it.
The long mouthparts went straight in.
The Great Golden Crow looked down at Yang Jian with an arrogant smile on its face:
"Yang Jian, die!"
Now that you're all dead, no one can say a word against your aunt!
After he shouted, he suddenly felt that the Sun Wheel in his hand had no heat at all; in fact, all that remained was the cold touch of the magic weapon.
The golden crow suddenly looked up.
The sun wheel has lost its light.
The nine golden crows tried their best to bring the sun wheel together, but it had no effect whatsoever.
"Hey! Brother, my solar plexus isn't getting hot anymore!"
"Brother, the solar power on the Sun Wheel is gone!"
"Who? Who could destroy a magical artifact in an instant?"
Mosquito Daoist straightened the long tube, feeling a warm sensation inside his belly.
At this moment, the Great Golden Crow felt a sudden weight on its sun wheel.
Then they saw Mosquito Taoist rubbing his round belly, his fierce look in his eyes becoming even more arrogant.
The mosquito stood atop the ruined sun wheel, looking down at Yang Jian and saying:
"They are no longer of any use."
Without the Sun Wheel, the Golden Crow Formation cannot be set up.
The current ten people still pose a threat to Yang Jian, but not a significant one.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian smiled.
Holding the three-pointed, double-edged sword, he aimed it at the six golden crows, piercing their chests and backs. His Eight-Nine Arcane Arts were already perfected, and its mysteries made it easy to deal with ten golden crows.
Liu Jinwu stared at the knife in front of his chest, a trickle of blood escaping from his mouth:
"Big...brother..."
Seeing this, Mosquito Taoist was even more panicked than the Great Golden Crow.
She reached out to scoop up the shattered starlight from the vanishing sun, and said regretfully:
"I meant to let you have some fun and vent your frustrations, not to kill him outright!"
"The mosquitoes haven't been sucked yet."
What good are those ten sun halos?
"I will absorb all the golden crows to avenge Yang Jiao!"
She shouted.
All the anger in my heart erupted.
Long, sharp nails extended from the fingertips, and just as it raised its head, its small mouth wide open, about to pounce on the golden crow...
Then they heard Yang Jian's puzzled voice:
"My sister is doing just fine, why would she need revenge?"
That sound.
The Mosquito Taoist stood frozen in place, and even the terrifying primordial aura emanating from his body sensed his current embarrassment and slowly subsided.
The bloodshot in her eyes visibly subsided.
The strange patterns on his face vanished instantly, revealing a clean and fair complexion.
The bewilderment in Mosquito Taoist's eyes reappeared as he looked at Yang Jian and said:
"Huh? He's not dead... Then what..."
The ten sunburst rings lay scattered on the ground like broken pieces of trash.
"cough."
The Great Golden Crow, its brows furrowed in a cold expression, finally understood.
This suddenly appearing, ferocious beast, so powerful that it could absorb every last bit of the Sun Wheel, was a misunderstanding.
He felt that no one was more wronged than him!
What revenge is there for Yang Jiao? Is it to avenge her becoming the head of all 365 righteous gods in Heaven?
If that's the case, this mosquito beast should kneel down and thank itself!
Seeing the accusing gaze directed at him by the Great Golden Crow, the Mosquito Taoist, whose ferocity had subsided, felt somewhat embarrassed.
She pointed to one of her fingers and then looked away from the sky.
On second thought,
"Why didn't this damn bird explain things clearly before we started fighting?"
"It's all his fault, it's all his fault, the mosquitoes did nothing wrong."
She snorted and silently walked towards the injured little golden crow, squatting down with him in front of Peach Mountain.
Before leaving, he said to Yang Jian:
"Have fun, and call me if you can't beat them."
A cold gaze fell upon the golden crows, filled with intimidation and warning:
The kids are getting older and want to play with you. You should know how to do it!
The little golden crow silently moved a little further away, pressed itself tightly against the stone wall, and looked at Yao Ji with a bit of fear:
"aunt……"
Are all the mosquitoes in your house like this?
Yao Ji had no idea that there was such a creature in her own household, one that would risk its life to fight against the Ten Golden Crows for its daughter. She knew nothing about it.
Fortunately, this mosquito was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and I was able to escape by overpowering it.
At this moment, Yang Jiao is still on her way...
Yang Jian looked at the golden crows again, now devoid of their sun halo, and felt no fear. He glanced at them sideways and said in a low voice:
"You, together?"
The little golden crow hurriedly got up and pleaded with Yao Ji:
"Aunt, please tell my cousin to stop! If he continues, the Queen Mother of the West will be even more determined to punish him!"
Yao Ji chuckled softly, a hint of scrutiny creeping into her gaze as she looked at the little golden crow:
"She never intended to let my son go."
"If it weren't for Erlang's abilities, the person dead now would be my son! My son!"
The little golden crow paused, then said no more.
He slowly walked to the Sun Wheel, which had lost its magic, picked up his own weapon, and stood with the Golden Crow.
Seeing this, the Mosquito Taoist kindly reminded him:
"It's no longer usable."