Although he was severely injured by the Holy Yang Golden Crow in the mysterious space, he was a blessing in disguise. During his coma, Taixu Suzaku refined the energy of the fire attribute to repair his meridians.

In addition, the energy radiated by the ancient fairy scales nourishes his body, which makes his physical muscles tougher again, and the energy that can be absorbed also increases.

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

"Suzaku, did you really hand over the little fellow of the Golden Crow to Suning?"

Taixu Dragon God turned his gaze away from the screen, immediately looked at Taixu Suzaku, and asked softly.

"I don't bother to care about the little guy from the Jinwu tribe, so it's better to hand it over to the kid Suning, I'm relieved.

Taixu Suzaku squinted slightly, his figure leaning on the world tree, with a comfortable look, responded softly.

Yawn~

In the space of the Purple Mark Glazed Glass Pagoda, the dark red ball of light that sealed the Golden Crow of the Holy Sun was floating in the void, and he couldn't help but sneezed in his mouth.

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

Countless memories kept pouring into his heart.

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

Shengyang Golden Crow's figure trembled slightly, his lips murmured, and his voice trembled.

The words fell, and an old voice slowly sounded from the void, "Little Golden Crow, after so many years, have you still not let go of the obsession in your heart."

Accompanied by the old voice, the long-bearded and white-haired old man reappeared, looking at the Golden Crow of Holy Yang sealed in the ball of light, and shook his head slightly.

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

"Little Golden Crow, don't you remember how I told you?"

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

"Master, I..."

"Let it go, after ten thousand years, my soul has already dissipated between the world and the earth, and what remains now is just a ray of soul and soul left behind."

Before Shengyang Golden Crow could speak, the white-haired old man continued to persuade him.

He looked at the growth of Shengyang Golden Crow, just like his children, he didn't want to see Shengyang Golden Crow living like this forever, hoping that he could have his own future.

"No... I will never leave you, Master!"

"I will definitely find a way to make you come alive again!"

Shengyang Golden Crow shook his head frantically, choked and said.

The violent movement caused the chains in the light ball to 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 concealed by the pain in his heart.

Listening to the words in Shengyang Jinwu's mouth, the white-haired old man sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Little Golden Crow, the obsession is too deep, it will not do any good to your practice, presumably people in your clan do not want to see you like this."

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

The words of the white-haired old man lingered in the heart of Shengyang Golden Crow, unable to let go for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of Shengyang Golden Crow in the ball of light, even though he was just a white-haired old man with a remnant soul, he still felt a heartache. In the final analysis, Shengyang Golden Crow is doing this because of him.

"Hey, that's all, the world is about to change drastically, everything is destined, I am giving you the last task."

"The little baby outside is the inheritor of my choice. You will help him in the future."

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

The old man himself hopes that between him and Suning, let the flow go, and don't want to interfere too much.

But now it seems that Shengyang Golden Crow's obsession is too deep, if he does not let his heart have sustenance, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of his shadow in this life.

Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, Shengyang Golden Crow's eyebrows condensed slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became a little surprised.

Obviously, Shengyang Golden Crow did not expect that the person who nearly died in his hands before turned out to be the inherited disciple of his former master.

"Lord...Master, what you said..."

Shengyang Golden Crow choked and said.

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

"Little Golden Crow, the original tower spirit of this purple-marked colored glass tower dissipated with me ten thousand years ago. From now on, you will be the guardian spirit of this tower."

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

After the words fell, the white-haired old man's remnant thoughts completely dissipated, leaving only the Holy Sun Golden Crow, standing in this huge space.

Seeing the old man disappear, Shengyang Golden Crow's eyes turned slightly, and tears appeared in them.

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

Shengyang Jinwu's lips whispered, choked and murmured, and immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes.

After the words fell, Shengyang Jinwu's hands were sealed, and with the continuous change of the fingerprints, his whole body gradually lingered with a strange wave, and the whole body gradually became a little transparent. When the last fingerprint was completed, it had already turned into a crimson The light group sank into the void.

At the same time, the entire purple-scarred glazed glass tower has undergone a change. The original crystal-clear tower has gradually some crimson threads lingering in it, unlike before, it seems to be more spiritual.

Feeling the strange fluctuations coming from the space, Zhou Meiniang's eyebrows frowned, her complexion gradually dignified, and her eyes carefully looked at the void space around her.

"Is it my illusion?"

The vast divine consciousness radiated from Zhou Meiniang was probed in the space, but there was nothing strange, and she couldn't help but murmur softly with some doubts.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

As if perceiving the terrifying divine 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 it's because I'm too worried about Ning'er during this time, so I don't have a rest."

Facing the soft question in Feng Lingyue's mouth, Zhou Meiniang showed a smile on her face, shook her head slightly, and while speaking, she scanned the surrounding space.

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