It is said that there is a mountain named Chengdu Zaitian in the northern part of the prehistoric continent. There is a tribe of witches living in the mountain. They are the tribe of the ancestral witch Houtu.

Kuafu, the most powerful shaman in the tribe, has two lively yellow snakes hanging in his ears. They wrap around his ears as if they are a symbol of his strength. He is known for his swift running, as if he can chase down thundering lightning. But at this moment, his speed could not save the tragedy in front of him.

Facing the arrogant provocation of the three-legged Golden Crow.

Kuafu's brows furrowed, a trace of shock and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. The True Fire of the Golden Crows was like the ultimate judgment falling from the sky, mercilessly taking away the lives of his people.

He clenched his fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, his muscles were tense, and every part of his body was silently roaring with anger and grief.

As each member of the tribe was reduced to ashes, Kuafu's feet seemed to be rooted in the earth. He stood on the ruins swallowed by the flames, his eyes like knives, cutting through the golden crows soaring in the sky.

His face was twisted with pain and anger, and an almost inaudible growl came from his throat. It was a mourning for the lost life and a call for responsibility for the living.

As Kuafu moved forward step by step, each step was as heavy as a mountain. He devoted all his strength and raised the staff in his hand. It was his weapon to challenge destiny and his last will to protect his people.

Ten Golden Crows played in the low-winged sky, leaving brilliant light and shadow. Kuafu, the great witch of the Wu clan, challenged the sky with a leap of a hundred feet, and his crutches hit the sky like a meteor, heading straight for Golden Crow Xiaoqi. The air froze for a moment, then exploded, with a dull crash mixed with Golden Crow's screams. The feathers on Xiaoqi's wings were like leaves swept away by the storm, falling off piece by piece. His body was covered in blood, his wings were trembling, and his eyes were blurry, as if the world was spinning. There was a tremor in his heart, and he felt like he was about to fall. Into the abyss.

The companions reacted immediately. While helping Xiaoqi out of danger, they stepped forward and loudly questioned Kuafu's courage and identity. When Kuafu responded, his tone was unwavering, as unshakable as his faith. His voice shook the world, like a challenger's declaration.

After the Golden Crows heard the word Wu Clan, they were shocked and their innate will to resist ignited in their hearts. There was fighting spirit in Lao Wu's eyes, while Da Jin Wu was steady and composed. They flew high to avoid Kua Fu's attack again. Although the Golden Crows were aware of Kuafu's powerful aura, they understood the weaknesses of the Wu clan and knew that although the opponent's body was extremely powerful, it also became bulky, giving them an advantage at high altitudes.

The Golden Crow asked about Xiao Qi's injuries, and his concern was palpable. Although they were frightened, the resilience of the Golden Crow's body gave them a strong ability to resist the pain. The murderous intent in Xiaoqi's eyes was strong, and the pain when he was hit was unforgettable. He vowed to make Kuafu pay the price.

Er Jinwu's eyes shone brightly and he was thoughtful. He was the strategist of the group, and he quickly constructed various strategies in his mind. In his heart, he already had a perfect plan to end Kuafu.

Kua Fu, the great witch, may have surpassed the three ancestors of the human race in terms of cultivation and combat power, but he had a fatal weakness - he could not fly. This flaw became the key for Er Jinwu to subdue him. After they secretly conspired with other Golden Crows, they immediately took action

"You witch clan are just vassals of our demon clan. You want our demon clan to establish a heaven, where all the worlds will be respected and hundreds of clans will surrender. You, a mere great witch, are still not polite when you see this prince. Are you looking for death?"Er Jinwu shouted coldly.

Kuafu was furious. The Wu clan is a remnant of Pangu, how could they tolerate being belittled in this way. His face was red, and his heart was filled with anger. As a great wizard of the Wu clan, he knew the identities of the ten golden crows very well, and he secretly felt it in his heart. I thought, if all these Golden Crows fell here, Emperor Jun might die of anger, and the Wu Clan would lose a big enemy.

"You are so presumptuous, how can we, the Witch Clan, allow you to be corrupted!"Kuafu shouted angrily, his eyes like daggers, revealing the true form of the great witch of the Wu clan, transforming into a thousand-foot-tall giant with his arms wrapped around the circling green snake. His footsteps trampled the earth like thunder, and he ran towards the nearest mountain. And left. Kuafu jumped up, and the top of the mountain collapsed instantly. He jumped up high, as if he wanted to shake the world. The

Big Golden Crow hurriedly warned, and they all fled to high altitudes, and luckily escaped Kuafu's violent blow. The Ten Golden Crows observed the surroundings. The terrain was not conducive to their own fighting, and Kuafu could also use other mountains to launch attacks.

They unanimously decided to lure Kuafu to a plain, with no mountains to borrow, what should they do. In order to lure Kuafu to pursue him, Shijinwu released the sun The divine fire reduced the Kuafu tribe to ashes. Kuafu was furious, looking at the direction the Golden Crows were fleeing to, and chased him madly. There was only a strong murderous intention in his heart, and he vowed to kill all these Golden Crows. The Golden Crows flew at low altitude from time to time, teasing Kuafu, once he launched an attack, would quickly soar, making Kuafu invulnerable.

In order to further consume Kuafu's physical strength, the Golden Crow used his magical power to turn into ten suns, causing a strange phenomenon to descend on the prehistoric world.

Kuafu chased the ten suns. , for ten months. He was sweating profusely, and although his anger had not diminished, he had no choice but to fly. The Golden Crows were also exhausted, and their mana was about to be exhausted. They bet that Kuafu would fall first. Once the Golden Crow could no longer fly, Kuafu could kill them one by one. Killed.

A year later, Kuafu was thirsty. When he saw the big river ahead, he ran away and drank it all. He continued to chase and drank up a bigger river. On the way, he drank from four big rivers and five big rivers, but The burning of the sun's fire made him unbearably thirsty.

The Golden Crows' physical strength was on the verge of reaching its limit. Seeing Kuafu who never gave up, they all began to discuss anxiously.

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