Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

890 My Celadon

Violent thunder and lightning cut through the sky like a rolling torrent.

The sounds of cows crowing, lions roaring, and the screams of clay goddess statues are endless.

"Stop, Kui Chou!" Du Yu immediately gave the order as the two sages of cold beasts were decapitated one after another.

"Moo?"

"Leave one for Han San." Du Yu said in his mind, and shouted towards the upper right sky, "Mengnan, the Holy Saint of the Sea of Sorrow! Stop!"

The violent wind and waves were still sweeping over the cold beast Nipo, leaving it bruised and broken.

And with Du Yu's loud shouting, Fei Beihai finally regained her magical power.

Although there was no longer a tragic storm, the cold beast Ni Po was still fixed in the sky.

Because Liuhuo Suanni took action!

Lines of fire appeared out of thin air, tightly binding the majestic body of the Holy Saint.

Qingyuehui·Liuhuo Tianlao!

The battlefield of all saints fell into complete silence.

The problem is that there is no such thing as "stopping" for Han Beast.

The brains of the cold beasts are confused. They will feel pain and scream. These are the natural reactions of the body, but they will never feel fear, let alone surrender.

Therefore, when the cold beast Ni Po fell into silence, everyone could realize that Ni Po was still under the control of the Han tribe's holy ministers.

And this holy minister of the Han tribe must have been completely panicked!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Holy Ni Po to stop there stupidly.

Du Yu's eyes were bright and he carefully searched the shoulders and head area of the Holy Ni Po.

Due to the huge size of Ni Po, the holy ministers of the Han tribe should be in this area and not too far away from Ni Po's head.

"Huh?" Just as Du Yu was observing carefully, he suddenly found a small insect flying out of Ni Po's right ear?

Holy Minister of the Han Clan!

Seeing this scene, Du Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Han tribe's holy ministers had been hiding in Ni Po's ears, it would be difficult for Du Yu and Han San to operate.

It can be seen that this male holy minister of the Han tribe has not given up hope, he wants to live!

Previously, when the clay woman statue was baptized by the tragic storm, the male holy minister had no escape route at all. He could only seek shelter in the ears of the clay woman.

After the sad storm disappeared, the male holy minister was so happy that he immediately flew out of the mud ear and fled for his life.

But, will Du Yu let him escape?

Du Yu did not have the opportunity to personally kill the previous holy ministers.

Because Niu Niu's output was too violent, when the torrent of thunder and lightning completely engulfed the statue of Ni Po, the Holy Minister had no chance of survival.

No matter how strong they are, they are still saints, and their shirts are holy.

Kui Chou's demon skill, Thunder Anger, is of Qing Yuehui quality, and is a holy-level output.

Being bombarded continuously by such torrents of thunder and lightning, what kind of work can the saints of the Han tribe do?

Including the female holy minister that Du Yu met at the beginning, there was no possibility of surviving.

She was first pecked by the Beak of the Holy Bird of the Sea of Sorrow, and then was given a Wind Beam of Sorrow.

Two full output demon skills of Qing Yuehui's quality fell on him, and even the corpse of a mere holy minister was probably turned into powder.

Now that Du Yu has seen the only remaining holy minister on the battlefield, how could he let go of such a good opportunity?

"Han San!" Du Yu gave an order and picked up the Taixu ax in his hand.

Han San jumped up, and his figure turned into a sharp arrow, piercing Du Yu's position.

"Bah!" Du Yu tore open a crack in space.

The other end of the crack is the ear of the Holy Ni Po.

Han San's figure flew past quickly, and after coming out from the other end of the space crack, his momentum continued unabated, and he flew directly into the ears of the Holy Ni Po.

I have to admit that Du Yu's control of timing is particularly exquisite!

Just when the holy ministers of the Han tribe fled in panic and the holy Ni Po was no longer controlled by Youhan's secret method, Han San arrived.

"Chirp chirp chirp."

This secret method of coldness has been continued by the Holy Ni Po.

Du Yu stood on Ni Po's shoulder, and immediately took off the god-demon bow slung over his shoulder, and also took out the withered arrow from the entangled bowstring.

"Ku, this is the holy minister of the Han tribe!" Du Yu quickly drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the male holy minister fleeing in the air below.

The implication is that you should advance quickly.

Saint-level prey is already pretty good, so don’t be greedy!

Is it possible that I have to pierce you into the body of the Cold Tree in order for you to advance?

Du Yu held the arrow tail with two fingers, tightened the tendon string, and kept fine-tuning the direction with his left hand holding the bow handle.

The male holy minister of the Han tribe is obviously accompanied by a monster, the ghost of death. Thanks to this slave, the holy minister can fly freely.

"call!!"

The cold beast Ni Po suddenly moved, and the mud hands behind her surged wildly!

It was not struggling indiscriminately, but with a clear aim, grabbing the fleeing male saint in the sky.

Du Yu couldn't help but lick his lips, his eyes flickered slightly, like a victorious villain.

The most holy of cold beasts, the clay goddess statue?

Hmm. The saints you cultivated are very good.

Now, it's mine!

It's interesting to say that the Flowing Fire Heavenly Prison was originally used to imprison the cold beast Ni Po.

At this time, these lines of fire have become techniques to help Ni Po hang high in the air and stabilize her body.

Du Yu's eyes were as bright as fire!

Through the broken mud arms, I looked for small insects escaping in the cracks.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

The male holy minister of the Han tribe was completely anxious, frightened and angry.

What should have been a whisper came out of his mouth, but now it turned into a loud roar.

Just now, because the body of the Holy Ni Po was tied up, the male saint had no choice but to abandon the Holy One and seize the opportunity when the wind and waves stopped to escape quickly.

After all, the bloody example is here. If the Holy Clay Woman cannot break free, she will only be blasted to pieces by the electric current.

In other words, if you continue to resist, you will only die!

Therefore, the male holy minister escaped neatly, and while fleeing, he kept praying in his heart.

At this moment, the male holy minister was more pious than ever before.

The cold tree is up there,

Please bless me for successfully evacuating the battlefield! The cold tree is above.

Unfortunately, his Lord Hanshu didn't seem to hear the believer's begging.

On the contrary, whatever believers fear will come to them!

The abandoned holy clay woman became the slave of the other party and showed her huge clay hands towards her former master.

In the heart of the Han clan male holy minister, there was only deep despair.

He discovered that every step he took was set by Du Yu for him.

Now, there is no way to survive.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the tattered clay hand finally knocked the male holy minister of the Han tribe flying into the sky.

Even though the male holy minister tried his best to use the secret method of You Han in an attempt to seize control of the slave, he was still too far away from Ni Po after all.

This heavy slap not only sent him flying and caused severe damage to his body, but also completely shattered his cold-qi shirt.

The seemingly incorporeal dead ghost was also destroyed by the churning air waves under this palm.

The power of the Holy One is not just talk.

Demon generals and demon emperors are no different from ants in front of him.

At the same time, a blazing black arrow appeared.

It passed through the chaotic sky, passed by the sides of huge mud arms, and stabbed directly into the Han clan's head.

"Bah!"

The sharp tip of the arrow broke through the head of the Han clan's holy minister and drove into it!

Du Yu blinked his eyes, and the bright light gradually dissipated.

"Buzz~" The withered arrow trembled slightly. It was not enough to penetrate the enemy's head. It was also destroying all the energy in the enemy's body.

Du Yushang stayed at the level of killing everyone,

The withered arrow has already taken a step further, thinking about how to whip the corpse and crush the bones and raise ashes.

"Ha." Du Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, and the anger deep in his heart calmed down a little.

But only a little.

The devastated city beneath his feet still reminded Du Yu how many human beings died tragically and how many orcs had no bones left.

Slowly, a broken clay hand held the body of the Han tribe's holy minister and approached Du Yu.

The clay hands all over the sky also retracted behind the clay goddess statue.

Du Yu flew into the palm of Ni Po's hand and saw that the withered arrow was still "whipping the corpse" and had no intention of advancing.

"Moo~~" The cry of the Kui Chou cow exploded into the sky.

Before Du Yu came to his senses, Kui Chou had broken into demonic breath and merged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of laughter came: "Haha! So happy! Hahahahahaha! Japan's Holy Saint had a great time killing today!"

The joys and sorrows of humans and cows are not the same.

Du Yu communicated in his mind: "Thank you Kui Chou for your help."

Kui Chou shouted loudly at the top of his broken gong voice: "If you call me out again in the future, it should be a battlefield of this level, you know?"

Du Yu saw the Holy Saint Suan Ni flying towards him. He reached forward with one hand and welcomed the Holy Saint Liuhuo into his body.

Kui Chou: "Boy, did you hear that?"

Du Yu felt the strong fire demon breath pouring into his body, and said softly: "Kui Chou, the Holy Saint, doesn't care that he is treated as a stepping stone?"

"Huh?" Kui Chou was stunned for a while, then muttered, "If only I could kill so happily every time.

It's not impossible for me to step in for that woman. "

Du Yu rolled his eyes.

The majestic and holy empress of the emperor, I have become a mother-in-law in your mouth.

How vulgar.

"What's wrong? I'm just a thick cow, that's all." Kui Chou grinned, "How do you like it?"

Du Yu grinned, not knowing what to say, and his figure fell to the ground together with the Holy Ni Po.

He ordered: "Mud Zang!"

The extremely huge and heavy clay goddess statue instantly penetrated the ground and merged into the ground, making no sound.

If the clay woman were to step on the ground, it would definitely cause an earthquake. By then, it is unknown how many buildings will collapse.

This crumbling capital city of Assa can no longer withstand any wind and rain.

All the saints that Du Yu saw had the demonic ability to enlarge their bodies.

For example, Kui Chou, Suan Ni, etc. have body specifications of 80 meters in length and 60 meters in height. Only after activating specific demon skills can they reach a size of nearly a kilometer.

Only the Nipo Goddess statue is special. Its body is only one thousand meters in size, and there is no such thing as getting bigger or smaller.

This also means that every tiny move of the Holy Ni Po will be earth-shattering.

Under Du Yu's instruction, the clay goddess statue slowly floated up, and Du Yu also turned around and looked up into the sky.

There already

The figures of the Imperial Empress and the Holy Sea of Sorrows were gone, and only a few people stood quietly.

In the eyes of several Demon Control Saints, Du Yu saw full of appreciation, admiration or relief.

Du Yu didn't know if he deserved such a look.

Did you win?

Maybe.

Du Yu looked around and seemed to see countless dead souls of humans and beasts floating in the ruins, looking at him from a distance.

"Master." A special voice suddenly came from his mind.

It's like the sound of hunting when fire is burning.