Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

When Du Yu flew out of the Jiangshan Map, he only saw a city filled with smoke.

He stood high in the sky, looking at the broken buildings everywhere. He couldn't believe that this was the capital of a country.

It was a mess and devastation everywhere.

The cold beasts roared and hunted in the city, looking for delicious humans.

At this moment, Du Yu seemed to have seen Xuenao City.

But Xuenao City is a mud city. There are Ember Arrows hanging high above the city. There are no civilians in the city, so it is difficult to hear the cries and screams.

And here.

"Huh!" A heat wave hit him from the side.

The mountain fire knife cut through the sky, tearing out a path of flames.

A large number of sword souls shuttled around, searching for and attracting cold beasts from all over the city.

"The bottomless pit is in the west of the city." Yang Qingqing flew past Du Yu, "Follow me!"

The woman looked at the disastrous scene below and listened to the screams of the refugees. Although she couldn't bear it, she couldn't carry out search and rescue in the city, so she could only rescue civilians on the way.

Because everyone's task is to cut down the cold tree.

This is the most important and critical task.

As long as the cold tree does not fall and the bottomless gate is not sealed, there will be endless cold beasts!

Even if the Qingmen people were to kill in the city for three to five years, they probably wouldn't be able to kill them all.

The military plane carrying her originally planned to fly directly above the bottomless place, but the reality was cruel.

The fighter plane had not yet entered the city, but was intercepted by the storm formations the moment it approached Assa's capital city.

The fighter plane that tried its best to dodge saved its life and flew away far away. Yang Qingqing's body was shattered into wind, stayed in the sky above Asa, and then pieced together.

Yang Qingqing didn't say anything about the danger, and the disciples didn't need to know, they just had to focus on the present.

Because the road leading to the bottomless pit will inevitably be more dangerous than what she has experienced before.

"Qingshi, where is Youhan's army?" Jiang Feng chased Qingshi's figure, and the two flew over a tall building together, "The only ones causing trouble in the city are Han beasts?"

The cold beast is just a ferocious beast.

Only with the soldiers and horses of the Han tribe on their side can the Han beasts form a well-disciplined and terrifying regiment.

Yang Qingqing: "A small number of Han tribe soldiers and horses were guarding the bottomless area, but most of them ran outside the city and did not stay in the city."

Jiang Feng was shocked: "What?"

Run outside the city?

Aren’t the soldiers and horses of the Han tribe planning to trample this city to pieces, eat human flesh and drink human blood?

Is it possible that the Han tribe wants to establish a base on this continent?

Or should he first hide and escape, then disguise himself and gradually infiltrate into human society?

No matter what the Han tribe's plan is, their behavior of giving up the fat in front of them and running outside the city is unacceptable to humans!

"Help! Demon Controllers! You are from Daxia, right? Help me! Save us!" On the top floor of the building ahead, a family of four ran onto the rooftop.

They had been hiding, and they obviously placed all their hopes on this human team that suddenly appeared.

There are many human corps fighting against the cold beasts and searching and rescuing civilians in the city, but not many rescue teams dare to fly above the city.

For this family, perhaps, this is the last hope.

This was indeed the case. When the family of four was exposed and ran onto the rooftop, there was no turning back.

Not only will their shouts attract cold beasts, but the Qingmen people flying towards them will also attract a large number of cold beasts!

Yang Qingqing said directly: "Meng Nan."

"Yes!" Li Mengnan, who had returned to the team, quickly flew down and summoned the Seven Treasures Tin Staff in his hand.

In the eyes of the family of four, the girl in white robe is so sacred, like a god descending from the sky

"Too many, we can't save them." Lin Shiwei looked complicated and murmured in her heart.

For ordinary people living on this continent, fate is unfair.

In front of the cold beast, ordinary people's lives are like a piece of grass and they can only be destroyed by it without even the slightest qualification to resist.

"Zizzi~zhi!"

The sudden sound of electricity shocked everyone.

"Where are you going?"

"Junior brother, don't leave the team!"

Du Yu raised his hand high, and a strong demonic aura surged out, and the giant creature stepped into the sky step by step.

"Moo~~~"

The violent crowing of cattle filled the sky and enveloped the fragmented city.

In an instant, Yang Qingqing felt an influx of energy and blood, and the fighting spirit in her heart soared. She suddenly raised her eyes to look at the giant beast in the sky.

The reason she still had in her mind told her that she could not compete with the Holy Saint Kui Chou.

What's more, Kui Chou is his disciple's monster and his loyal and reliable comrade-in-arms.

But Yang Qingqing's heart was filled with anger, her temples were pounding, and she wished she could kill him in the sky right now.

Qingyuehui·Cow and ghost!

Kui Chou's body exploded with electricity, and when he reappeared, he was already thousands of meters above the ground.

Although the capital city of Assa is filled with smoke, the sky above is still a scene of blue sky and white clouds.

And as Kui Chou descended, layers of dark clouds quickly emerged, covering the city.

"Moo~~~"

Come! Cubs!

There was another soul-stirring demonic skill, the cry of a cow and a ghost, which was extremely mocking.

"Moo~~~"

Grandpa Kui Chou is here! Come! war! ! !

In the sky above the entire Asa capital city, only the voice of the Holy Saint Kui Chou was left.

Even the chaotic city of Asa stagnated for a moment. Countless cold beasts stared up at the sky with scarlet eyes.

"Sister."

Jiang Feng suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart. No need to remind him, he already activated the magic skill. Nightingale cried: "Calm down!"

Everyone in the team suddenly felt clear-headed, and the inexplicable fire in their hearts gradually dissipated.

Du Yu contacted the Holy Saint in his mind: "Kui Chou, please lower the volume so that the human race will be less affected.

The cold beasts are irrational, they are ignited at a moment's notice. "

"Boom!"

The sky was overcast and dark clouds pressed over the city.

In the city that was completely darkened, countless cold beasts flew high into the sky. As for those cold beasts that could not fly, they could only jump on the spot!

Although they could not join the battle group, they were still attracted by Kui Chou and completely forgot about the prey around them.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Waves of wild and domineering laughter poured into Du Yu's mind.

And this kind of laughter, to the ears of the world, is the continuous sound of cows: "Moo~~~"

"Crack!"

There were clouds, lightning and thunder.

Thousands of thunders rushed down, smashing the endless cold beasts.

At the same time, far to the west of the city, on the top floor of a building on the edge of the bottomless pit.

A tall woman with long brown wavy hair looked up at the dark clouds through the window: "A terrible monster is coming!"

Although the long-haired woman is in human form, she speaks Han language.

"Is it that Du Duyu monster?" A man's voice came from not far away.

Different from the woman who transformed into a human form, this Han man seems to have not chosen a skin yet. He is still dressed in gray skin and gray hair.

Especially the eyes covered with a layer of gray fog look particularly frightening.

In front of the Han man, there were human corpses that died tragically, as well as a curly-haired young man who was sobbing and begging.

The curly-haired young man kept shaking his head and burst into tears: "No, no, no! No"

The Han woman responded respectfully: "Three Holy Ministers of Huihan, it seems not. Youhan Sacred Tree once said that Du Yu's demon pet is a combination of dragon and turtle.

This is a black bull with thunder and lightning attributes. "

"Yes." The Han man, known as the "Three Holy Ministers of Han", looked at the trembling human youth at his feet with a sinister smile on his face.

The panic, helplessness and despair in the eyes of the human race are like the spiritual food of Han Sanshengchen, which makes him enjoy it extremely.

Gradually, Han San's tall body transformed.

Under the short golden brown curly hair, there is a rather handsome face, with brown eyes, a high nose, and a pair of thin lips with a playful smile.

A white shirt, black trousers, and even a pair of black leather shoes appeared on his body.

In just a few seconds, the male holy minister transformed into the human youth in front of him.

Its ability to imitate is so powerful that it even reaches the ends of curly hair.

The only thing that cannot be changed is the excessively tall body of Han Sanshengchen. This has become the only shortcoming of the Han people in penetrating into the human world.

The young man who had been crying and begging suddenly lost his voice.

He raised his head stupidly, looking at the other self in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Han Sanshengchen reached down with one hand, picked up the prey's neck and walked towards the window.

The prey in his hands kept struggling and kicking, but it couldn't affect the male holy minister at all.

Han San did not use You Han's secret method to control the prey, nor did he directly break the prey's neck.

He allowed the prey in his hands to struggle, and then, like a vampire eating, he put the human youth's neck to his mouth and bit it down.

"Gudu, Gudu"

While sucking the blood of the human race, Han San raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky through the window.

Strong winds raged high in the sky, and thousands of thunder struck down.

The endless cold beasts perished, but the faint crowing of cattle continued to seduce the fighting spirit in his heart.

The eyes of Han Sanshengchen became more and more fiery, and the blood that continued to flow into his throat became more and more delicious.

What a grumpy black bull!

What a demon saint who destroys the world!

No. It seems to be more powerful than the Demon Saint. Is it the Holy Saint? !

"Hiss" Han San bit off a piece of meat, but the prey in his hands had already fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, and there was no cry of pain.

"It's mine." Han San tasted the human flesh and blood, his eyes fixed on the black cow looming in the dark clouds.

The Han woman hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Three Holy Ministers of Huihan, this monster is powerful, probably more than the Holy level.

You already have a strong one."

With a crisp sound of "click", the Han tribe woman's eyes suddenly opened wide and her words stopped abruptly.

She lowered her head stupidly, only to see one of Han San's hands tore her shirt and stabbed directly into her chest.

The Han woman could even feel that her beating heart was being gently held by a big hand.

Han San looked into the woman's eyes with a smile on his face: "I said, it's mine."

"Gudu."

The Han woman swallowed her saliva and nodded repeatedly, her face full of pleading: "It's you, yours, yes! Yes!"

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere.

The Han woman's eyes were dull, and she looked at Han San's hand that was holding a beating heart.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

The Han tribe woman's vision went dark and she fell to the ground.

"Hehe, hehe~" Han San licked his lips with a crazy smile.

He casually played with his companion's heart, raised his head again, and looked at the clouds in the sky.