Mortal Golden Crow, Divine Golden Crow

Han Jue's expression was solemn.

Two more suns appeared. Could it be the legendary Three-legged Golden Crow?

Who could withstand two Three-legged Golden Crows at once?

Han Jue used the simulation test and didn't detect the Three-legged Golden Crow. The vertical distance was more than a hundred miles.

Yang Tiandong was stunned for a moment. He turned to the Black Hell Chicken and cursed, "Stupid chicken! Great! Do you know what kind of divine beast the sun is?"

The Black Hell Chicken was extremely nervous. "What divine beast?"

"The Golden Crow that feeds on dragons and phoenixes!"

"Huh?"

The Black Hell Chicken shuddered, and its feathers fell to the ground.

Only then did it realize that something huge had happened.

What should it do?

It didn't dare to look at Han Jue.

Han Jue didn't say anything and kept staring at the sky.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong.