I Have Ten Strongest Beasts

Although he was severely injured by the Holy Sun Golden Crow in the mysterious space, it was also a blessing in disguise. During his coma, Taixu Suzaku refined the energy of the fire attribute, and exercised and repaired his meridians.

In addition, the energy emanating from the ancient fairy scale tree nourishes his body, making his physical muscles tougher and able to absorb more energy.

In the spiritual treasure, Taixu Dragon God nodded in satisfaction. After the previous battle with Shengyang Golden Crow, and indirectly absorbed some energy in the sea of ​​fire through Taixu Suzaku, the spiritual source contained in Suning's body now The power has already reached the limit point of the second level of the holy rank.

"Suzaku, did you really hand over that little guy from the Golden Crow tribe to Suning?"

Taixu Dragon God looked away from the screen, then looked at Taixu Suzaku, and asked softly.

"I'm too lazy to take care of that little guy from the Golden Crow tribe, so why don't I hand it over to Suning, so I don't have to worry about it."

Taixu Suzaku squinted his eyes slightly, leaned against the World Tree, and responded softly with a comfortable look on his face.

yawn~

In the space of the Purple Scarred Glass Pagoda, the dark red light ball that sealed the Holy Sun Golden Crow floated in the void, and he couldn't help but sneezed.

Although the ball of light cut off the energy flow between him and the outside world, the familiar scene in front of him surprised Shengyang Jinwu's heart, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Countless memories kept flooding his mind.

"Master, are you... still there?"

The body of Shengyang Golden Crow trembled slightly, his lips trembled, and his voice trembled a little.

After the words fell, an old voice slowly sounded from the void, "Little Golden Crow, after so many years, you still haven't let go of the obsession in your heart."

Accompanied by the old voice, the old man with long beard and white hair reappeared, looked at the Holy Sun Golden Crow sealed in the ball of light, and shook his head slightly.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Shengyang Jinwu could no longer restrain his inner emotions, and crystal tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Little Jinwu, don't you remember what I told you back then?"

The white-haired old man stroked his gray beard, and an old voice came out of his mouth slowly.

"Master, I..."

"Let's put it down, after ten thousand years, my soul has already dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and what is left now is just a ray of obsession left behind."

Before Shengyang Jinwu could speak, the white-haired old man continued to persuade.

He watched Shengyang Jinwu grow up, just like his child, he didn't want to see Shengyang Jinwu continue to live like this, and hoped that he could have his own future.

"No... I will never leave you, Master, in my life!"

"I will definitely find a way to bring you back to life!"

Shengyang Jinwu shook his head frantically, and said with a sob.

The violent movement made the chains in the ball of light tremble slightly, and strands of energy invisible to the naked eye poured into his body along the chains, like thousands of tiny steel needles piercing his body.

The physical pain was covered by the pain in his heart.

Listening to the words of Shengyang Jinwu, the white-haired old man sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Little Golden Crow, your obsession is too deep. It will not do you any good in your cultivation. Presumably the people in your clan don't want to see you like this."

"Master, how can I let go, how... possible."

The words of the white-haired old man lingered in Shengyang Jinwu's heart, and he couldn't let it go for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of Shengyang Jinwu in the ball of light, even though it was just a wisp of remnant spirit, the white-haired old man still felt heartbroken. In the final analysis, it is because of him that Shengyang Jinwu is like this now.

"Hey, that's all. The world is about to change drastically. Everything is predestined. I'm giving you the last task."

"The little doll outside is my chosen inheritor, you will assist him well in the future."

The white-haired old man shook his head slightly, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his figure became more and more transparent, as if it was about to dissipate.

The old man himself hoped that the relationship between him and Suning would go with the flow, and he didn't want to interfere too much.

It's just that now it seems that Shengyang Jinwu's obsession is too deep. If he doesn't let him have some sustenance in his heart, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of his shadow in this life.

Listening to the white-haired old man's words, Sheng Yang's golden black eyebrows frowned slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became a little surprised.

Obviously, Shengyang Jinwu did not expect that the person who was almost killed by him before was actually a disciple inherited from his former master.

"Master...Master, what you said is..."

Shengyang Jinwu said with a choked voice.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, moved his wrist slightly, and an invisible force enveloped the dark red light ball that sealed the Holy Sun Golden Crow, and with a soft sound, the light ball suddenly shattered.

"Little Golden Crow, the original pagoda spirit of the Purple Scarred Glass Pagoda disappeared with me ten thousand years ago. From now on, you will be the guardian spirit of this pagoda."

The old man's figure became darker and darker, he said softly, and the expression on his face showed a trace of kindness.

After the words fell, the white-haired old man's remnants completely dissipated, leaving only Shengyang Jinwu standing in this huge space.

Watching the old man disappear, Shengyang Jinwu's eyes rolled slightly, and tears appeared in them.

"Master, I...I will definitely help you and protect your disciple."

Shengyang Jinwu murmured with his lips choked with sobs, and immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

After the words fell, Shengyang Jinwu formed a seal with both hands. With the continuous change of the fingerprints, a strange fluctuation gradually lingered around his body, and the whole figure gradually became somewhat transparent. When the last fingerprint was completed, it had already turned into a crimson streak. The light cluster submerged into the void.

At the same time, the entire purple-stained glass pagoda undergoes a change. The originally crystal clear pagoda gradually has strands of crimson threads lingering in it, unlike before, it seems to be more spiritual.

Sensing the strange fluctuations in the space, Zhou Meiniang frowned slightly, her complexion gradually became solemn, her eyes carefully surveyed the empty space around her.

"Is it my illusion?"

The vast spiritual consciousness emanating from Zhou Meiniang explored the space, but there was nothing unusual, so she couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and murmured softly.

"Mother, what's the matter with you, is something wrong?"

Seemingly aware of the terrifying spiritual power in the space, Feng Lingyue, Pang Jiu'er, Qian Linglong and others walked out of the room together, looking at Zhou Meiniang suspiciously.

"It's okay, maybe I was too worried about Ning'er during this time, so I didn't rest."

Facing Feng Lingyue's soft inquiry, a smile appeared on Zhou Meiniang's face, she shook her head slightly, and while speaking, her eyes scanned the surrounding space.