Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

"One grass, one tree, one sand and one stone." Du Yu murmured in his mouth.

He was lying softly on the ground, covered by a long skirt of flowers and leaves, and the surroundings were pitch black.

But he didn't want to get out of the skirt and watch the world, because he is everywhere at the moment!

"It's so hot." Du Yu closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

The endless demon breath carried the traces of the demon soul, swept through all things in the world, and sensed everything around him.

The soft flowers and leaves on the long skirt, the cracks in the scorched earth.

The terrifying sky fire that fell in the night sky, and the countless mountain fire sword souls.

The mountain fire knife is so sad.

Why?

Why am I also sad?

Du Yu suddenly realized that he empathized with all the creatures in the world.

At this moment, the so-called empathy ability is infinitely heightened!

It turns out that the mountain fire knife is not just anger, it should be called "grief and anger".

Wrapped in monstrous anger, is endless misery and sadness.

Du Yu has always looked at the meridians and acupuncture points in the body from the perspective of God. At this moment, for the first time, he looked at the external environment from the perspective of God, looking at the area above the mountain.

Mountain Fire Knife, Qing Shi, Rose Jiangling, Lin Chuan, and 17 soldiers sitting on the ground.

The endless mountain fire knife soul shreds the sky fire!

It also tore the huge fireball into bundles of flame lines.

The line of fire was like a meteor shower, smashing the scorched earth into deep pits one after another, collapsing and flying countless sand and stones, and the sound of explosions was endless.

The fire rain fell on the body of the mountain fire knife, causing bursts of humming.

It fell on top of Yang Qingqing's head and was caught by her with one hand, deliberately setting herself on fire.

The first round of sky fire turned into fire rain, bombarded for a long time, and finally stopped.

"Crash la la" The long flower-leaf dress was surging, and the stem of the flower wrapped around Du Yu's body.

He followed the long skirt that was pouring down like a waterfall, and rolled up all the way until the rose was on top of Lingling's head.

From Du Yu's God's perspective, Yang Qingqing was already a fire man, and stuck out his palm to him.

Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu with her eyes closed, and said softly, "Come on."

She knew that at least at the moment of promotion, Du Yu could clearly perceive everything around him.

Du Yu did not suspect him, raised his hand and grabbed the burning palm of the woman.

In an instant, the flames on the woman seemed to have found an outlet and rushed towards Du Yu frantically.

The monster breath battle robe suddenly crawled out of broken lines, and the sound of breaking one after another.

Yang Qingqing flicked Du Yu's palm away violently, leaving half of the fire on his body, and the other half for his disciples.

She said, "Accept it, absorb it, become it."

"Crack!"

Du Yu obeyed his teacher's orders, decisively cut off the supply of demon breath, and the battle robe shattered!

His gray sportswear instantly ignited the sky, and his clothes gradually turned black.

Du Yu has never questioned the words of the young master, even if he was burned to the point of pain, as if every inch of his body was being torn apart.

"Mmm, um" Du Yu gritted his teeth, but he couldn't stop the painful hissing.

Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu who was suffering and said softly, "Tianhuo is your catastrophe, it is trying to burn your demon soul.

But now, the fire of the sky has been torn into threads by the soul of the sword, and passed through my hands again.

Adjust the intensity.

It is not only a catastrophe, but also an opportunity. Huh? "

Yang Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, and the flame on Du Yu's body suddenly disappeared?

To be precise, the flame was integrated into the body by Du Yu!

Yang Qingqing thought that it would take a long time for his disciples to accept, absorb, and integrate the sky fire to temper the demon soul.

But she didn't want to, Du Yu only used the effort of her words to integrate the sky fire into his bones!

"Heh." Yang Qingqing couldn't help shaking her head and smiled.

Is this the talent of the first Zhihe disciple?

Slowly, Yang Qingqing raised his palm again.

Du Yu still closed his eyes tightly, but he understood, raised his hand and grabbed the woman's palm.

"Whoo~"

Endless flames spread out, following the hands of the two, from Yang Qingqing to Du Yu.

The flames on Yang Qingqing's face gradually dissipated, revealing a delicate face with an expression full of admiration.

"Yohoo~ Heavenly Fire is here again!" In Du Yu's body, Xiao Fenyang greeted the incoming flames and plunged into it.

The fire caused by the wrath of the gods was supposed to burn down Du Yu's demon soul.

But after entering Du Yu's body, it became Xiao Fenyang's "bubble bath".

She soared freely, greedily enjoying the purest flame between heaven and earth.

After some enjoyment, the mysterious black golden bird carried the fire of the sky to wander freely in Du Yu's body, tempering his body, going around in circles, and finally approaching Yutang Point.

Xiao Du Yu was already caught in a sea of ​​fire, and his illusory body lines were burned red. At this moment, the fire of the sky came again.

"Little Du Yu, come out soon~" Xiao Fenyang cheered excitedly, flying around Xiao Du Yu, leaving endless flames behind.

"Om!!!" The mountain fire knife suddenly buzzed again, shaking the world!

In the night sky covered with flames, the sky fire fell again, no longer one group, but three groups.

Yang Qingqing subconsciously pressed her hand and put Du Yu into the rose general spirit.

Afterwards, she raised her hand slightly, and Du Yu's figure emerged from the flowers and leaves again.

Yang Qingqing pursed her dry lips, she realized that the disciple is not that fragile, on the contrary, Du Yu's ability to adapt is far beyond the ordinary great demon master!

She looked up at Heavenly Punishment and said softly, "Anything else?"

Du Yu nodded slightly.

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Yang Qingqing's face.

The more terrifying the natural disaster and the more terrifying catastrophe in the background, the more graceful her smiling appearance is.

The holy flowers that grow in the ruins are always beautiful and tremble.

"Whoosh~ whoosh!"

The dense mountain fire knife soul shreds the sky fire into a meteor shower.

Yang Qingqing raised her left hand high, as if inviting God.

Meteor Fire Rain seemed to have heard her call, accepted her provocation, and fell madly.

"call!"

"Huh!" The sky fire came into the world, connecting Yang Qingqing and carrying the rose, the spirit was instantly ignited, and was quickly absorbed into the body by one master and one favor, nourishing the body.

Du Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, was finally caught in the palm of the hand by the immortal master in the continuous meteor fire rain, and then crossed the fire of half his body.

And this time, there was no flame on Du Yu's body?

Tianhuo came out of Yang Qingqing's hand and directly merged into it.

Du Yu's body!

The supreme catastrophe exclusive to Du Yu, under the continuous protection and filtration of the mountain fire knife and Yang Qingqing, turned into nutrients, tempering Du Yu's body, bones, monsters and so on.

"Whoo~"

The two rings of fire suddenly spread out!

One after the other, less than 1 second apart.

Is the Yingying doll being promoted to the heaven level and the peak period?

Yes, it should be it.

There was a rare smile on Du Yu's face.

Among the several monster pets in the body, only Xiao Youying has been accompanying him, keeping pace with himself.

Du Yu's thoughts moved, and the monsters covering the world had already sent back a message.

Although Xiao Youying is in the home of the acupoints, the Sisi Demon Soul is like Du Yu's eyes and hands, holding the little guy in his arms and exploring everything about it.

"Du Yu! Du Yu! Du Yu!"

Du Yu's face was startled.

Is this Xiao Youying's voice?

For a long time, Xiao Youying has been waving the torch, "Mum! Mum! Mum!" to celebrate.

To this day, Du Yu has possessed a demon soul, and it is only later that he realizes it.

It turns out that every time Xiaoyouying cheers and celebrates, she shouts my name

The fire is still falling.

This night, the sky above the mountain fire knife was filled with fire and rain.

One night is not enough.

This catastrophe lasted for 7 days.

Under the top of the mountain, the demon fighters who have come to admire their name have been surrounded. It can be said that there are three layers inside and three layers outside.

When the hole in the sky gradually dissipated, someone as strong as Yang Qingqing also breathed a sigh of relief.

When ordinary demon warriors gather their demon souls, they are not treated like this. Heavenly punishment usually lasts 3 to 5 days, which is almost the same.

Either the demon fighter dies, and the heavenly punishment succeeds and retires.

Or if the punishment cannot be attacked for a long time, the anger will gradually dissipate.

But why did Du Yu's catastrophe last so long?

"Ha!" Yang Qingqing sighed deeply, looking at Du Yu who was teetering on the side, she reached out the vine with one hand and wrapped him in a cocoon of leaves.

Indeed, Du Yu should seek protection from the Immortal Master.

Yang Qingqing should also bring Du Yu to the mountain fire knife to seek the protection of the sword.

If it wasn't for this, the first Zhihe disciple would probably not be able to withstand this catastrophe, but would have completely fallen and died without a whole corpse.

Seven days ago, Du Yu was promoted to the peak of the Demon Master, which means that his state was back to full at that moment.

But 7 days later, Du Yu was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Heavenly Fire is tempering Du Yu and destroying everything in him.

And this kind of devastation, physical and mental torture, is something Du Yu has never experienced before.

His life was handed over to Yang Qingqing early on.

Regarding whether he could survive, Du Yu had lost his ability to think.

"Auntie, I, I." Lin Chuan stepped forward, his words were tight, and his body was extremely stiff.

Yang Qingqing was also physically and mentally exhausted. She looked at Lin Chuan's figure and reacted for a few seconds before realizing what had happened.

She whispered: "Meditate on the spot, I'll go and talk to the mountain fire knife, so that it won't drive you away for the time being."

Lin Chuan looked embarrassed,

Stumbling: "I can't take it anymore, auntie. I have to go back, take a break, life is important, you see, okay?"

Yang Qingqing stared at Lin Chuan silently for a while, but did not respond, just turned and walked towards the mountain fire knife.

Lin Chuan staggered, came to the leaf cocoon that wrapped Du Yu, held the leaf ball with one hand, and slowly slid down and sat down.

"buzz"

The mountain fire knife trembled slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the catastrophe, and the anger all over his body temporarily dissipated a little.

In the raging flames, Yang Qingqing stepped to the front of the mountain fire knife.

She put her forehead forward and gently pressed against the hot blade.

"Thank you for your shelter, mountain fire." Yang Qingqing murmured

Whisper.

"Om."

"Thank you for everything you did for me, I still remember our agreement."

After dozens of seconds, Yang Qingqing came out of the fire.

Looking at the woman walking out slowly, Lin Chuan couldn't help blinking his eyes hard, and hurriedly said, "Little, auntie."

Yang Qingqing: "Meditate on the spot and practice."

Lin Chuan looked anxious: "Auntie."

Yang Qingqing glanced at Lin Chuan lightly: "I told Shanhuodao that it will temporarily protect you.

Not everyone has a chance to advance, don't leave any regrets for yourself. "

Lin Chuan opened his mouth and couldn't be more grateful to Yang Qingqing.

She is right, not everyone has a chance to advance. For this reason, she specifically asked Shanhuodao for mercy, but the problem is

Lin Chuan raised his hand and pointed to the woman's forehead: "Thread, contract thread."

"Huh?" Yang Qingqing stopped in her footsteps, her reaction was indeed a beat slow in her extremely poor state.

She wiped her left hand over her forehead, her fingers seemed to be touching something, and a thin thread was pinched between them.

Yang Qingqing stared blankly for a while, then turned her head slightly, and followed the thin flame thread, looking behind.

I saw this looming silk thread spreading all the way, until it became a raging fire.