Kuafu Dazun had been fighting with the Dari Burning Heaven Formation for a long time before, and it was already exhausted. The most important thing was that his feet had left the loess and were trapped in the thunder pool.

He was now suffering from heavy blows from two large formations, and he only supported him for a moment and died.

Before he died, he tried his best to throw out his cane, landed on the coast of the East China Sea, turning into a peach forest, as if he wanted to provide some shade for his tribe members.

The little yellow oriole put away the formation and stared at the peach forest blankly, with an indescribable light in her eyes.

However, the golden crows happily cursed around the body of Kuafu, who had turned into earth and stone on the ground.

"Hahaha... I told you, a common man, to underestimate us!"

"The witch clan's men who meddled with each other deserved to be tortured to death!"

"You said, will the Father praise us?"

"It's also an exaggeration to praise me!"

"That's right! After all, it was the eldest brother who came up with a good idea, let us kill this witch clan man in one fell swoop!"

...

The happy time of the Golden Crows lasted less than a moment.

But a bright white light flashed in the air. The eldest prince of Jinwu, who was immersed in the praise of his brothers, was shocked all over, and a very complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Shocked, confused, regretful, unbelievable...
Chapter completed!