Chapter 1049 Seeing the young man draw his bow again
The bell's shadow flickered, and a group of people returned to Burning Sun Continent.
It was daytime, so everyone could see well, but the thick cold fog in the sky made people feel extremely depressed.
"Du Yu." Yang Qingqing called softly and put her palm in front of her body.
A picture of mountains and rivers slowly unfolds, but the beautiful scenery cannot be seen because an ugly tiger blocks the "lens".
Du Yu got into the picture alone, and above the tiger's head, the tall and burly Han San knelt on one knee, respectfully.
"Raise your head." Du Yu came to Han San, and General Ghost Face immediately raised his head.
Du Yu's bright eyes turned into a pair of charming fox pupils.
"We are about to have a big battle. I'm going to destroy Hanshu." Du Yu's palm fell on Han San's head, and wisps of demonic energy emerged from his palm.
When he spoke, his pair of fox eyes also exuded a strange luster, bewitching people's hearts.
Han San opened his gray eyes and knelt down to the "Du Han Tree" in front of him, his expression extremely pious.
Through the demon soul, Du Yu could detect that there was no difference in Han San's inner state before and after he cast the spell.
However, it is always better to be cautious.
"Master will surely destroy the enemy and conquer all realms." Han San's voice was hoarse but firm.
Du Yu smiled and didn't say much. He just turned around and flew out of the picture: "Go to the ground."
He drilled out the picture of mountains and rivers, and Yang Qingqing also pointed the picture at the ground.
Among them, Bahuang Qiongqi emerged from the picture, and its huge body continued to sink into the ground.
"Eyes." Yang Qingqing reminded softly.
"Oh." Du Yu quickly canceled the demonic skill: Fox Eyes Confuse the Heart, and took advantage of the situation to pass his hand behind his back and send the Wild Silver Lynx into the ground.
After everything was ready, he also looked to the southeast.
"let's go."
"Walk!"
As we marched through this devastated world, everyone's expressions became more solemn.
It's not that they were frightened by this world shrouded in cold fog. After all, these dozen soldiers had been performing missions in this world for a long time, and they had destroyed countless cold camps.
It's because along this road, people saw empty camps one after another.
According to people's experience, after traveling for such a long time, you can see at least one or two cold tree branches, but.
No.
Nothing at all.
The whole world fell into a dead silence, which was so quiet that it made people feel panicked.
Du Yu and Fu Jianzhou were better off. They could detect the existence of some living creatures by summoning falling raindrops.
For example, the flowers and birds in the dense forest, and the cordyceps in the barren wilderness, although they are tiny, at least they are living creatures.
But in the eyes of others, this Burning Sun Continent is nothing but lifeless.
It was very different from everyone’s previous experience of conquering twelve cities in a row, including raiding and hijacking camps on a cold rainy night!
In fact, it doesn't matter if the entire tree world is completely silent. What people are really worried about is where the countless Youhan soldiers and horses have gone.
Are they really tightly surrounding the cold tree?
Then this battle will be so brutal.
The questions in everyone's minds were finally answered among the rolling hills.
This answer surprised everyone!
"There is only one tree in the snow mountain?" Yang Qingqing sat sideways on Yanyu's back, looking at Du Yu in front of her.
"That's two trees." Du Yu stroked Yanyu's mane with one hand, his expression not very good, "The tree of coldness is entwined with the tree of demon breath, standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains."
Yang Qingqing frowned slightly: "Where is the other cold tree?"
Du Yu shook his head: "I haven't found it yet."
Du Yu, who has become the Holy Saint, used the demon skill Yun Shui Yao to be of the quality of Qing Yuehui.
The range of his rain screen is extremely wide. If another tree of the cold is nearby, it is impossible for Du Yu not to notice it.
Yang Qingqing: "There are no Youhan troops either?"
"No." Du Yu still shook his head, very sure.
Except for two trees, there are no other living things in the snow-capped mountains.
"They are probably hiding." Yang Qingqing thought, "Hiding in the mountains."
The "in the mountains" the woman refers to naturally refers to the inside of the mountain.
The average altitude of this section of the mountain range must be four thousand meters away. How many soldiers and horses can be hidden in such majestic mountains?
"Young Master!" Jiang Feng suddenly spoke in front of the queue, pointing to the top of the mountain in the distance.
Everyone looked from a distance and saw a giant tree connecting heaven and earth on the top of a snow-capped mountain!
Its scale is so majestic that it is even difficult to estimate.
This tree soars straight into the sky, its tops already submerged in the thick cold mist.
The branches are like waterfalls, pouring down from the cold mist in the sky, making it difficult to find the source.
"Sure enough." Du Yu murmured, his expression gloomy, and he felt a huge sense of sadness coming over him.
The tree of coldness is like a sky-swallowing python, tightly wrapped around the tree of demonic breath.
Not just the tree trunk, but every cold branch is tightly bound to the demon branch.
Thousands of cold branches are still squirming gently, and the tree of demon breath trapped in it looks so weak.
Such pain and helplessness.
Such a picture makes one feel suffocated just by looking at it.
Everyone looked sad. As creatures under the rule of the twin trees, they witnessed the mother of demon civilization being ravaged in this way. The grief and anger in people's hearts could not be increased!
The cold tree strangled the tree of demon breath.
And between heaven and earth, there seemed to be invisible big hands that were grabbing everyone's throats.
Everyone lost their voice and found it difficult to breathe.
Compared to others, Du Yu was prepared.
He had seen such a scene as early as when he was in exile in the world of ashes.
The Ashes Cold Tree there also occupied the magpie's nest, imprisoning and humiliating the Demonic Breath Tree in this way.
And it's more than that.
Back then, Ashes Hanshu was "merciful" and allowed the Demonic Breath Tree to communicate with the weak human race.
The Tree of Demonic Breath did exactly that. It reached down its branches from the distant sky and persuaded Du Yu to leave.
Advise him to never come back.
Ah,
There is no mercy.
It's just that the Netherfrost Tree likes such drama.
In Han Shu's heart, the Du Yu who suddenly appeared was just a humble creature running around, struggling to survive.
It wanted the mother of demon spirit civilization to tell Du Yu: there is no hope.
The supreme god in your heart, the greatest reliance you can think of, has become a prisoner.
If you think about it carefully, this is really cruel.
The humble human race went through hardships and finally climbed to the sacred tree and begged the gods for help with hope, but received such an answer.
If Du Yu really came from the world of ashes, he would probably collapse completely!
"Well." Shen Mengnan covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes filled with sadness.
Kind people are mostly people with strong empathy.
To this day, she has fought against the Tree of Frost several times, but strictly speaking, she has never seen the Twin Sacred Trees completely defeated.
I have never seen the scene of Hanshu killing the spiritual tree and torturing the demonic tree.
Such a scene is like a microcosm of the two tree worlds.
Youhan's soldiers and horses trampled the mountains and rivers of this world, conquered both human and beast races, and enslaved all living beings.
"Dog thief! Dog thief" Ran Lang rode on Jingchen's back, trembling with anger.
"Lu!" Jingchen stomped around, restless.
"Big wave!" Lin Shi shouted loudly, awakening the furious man.
The rest of the people were silent, looking at the suffering Tree of Demonic Breath, and at the glorious Tree of Frozen Soul.
Just when everyone was hanging high in the air and watching from a distance, the Frozen Tree actually reacted.
The thousands of cold branches are squirming even more!
Hanshu seems to want everyone to witness how it completely crushes the mother of demonic civilization.
"Buzz!!"
There was a tremor on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
The Demonic Breath Tree was in great pain, and its body was shaking violently, but it could not break away no matter what.
Zhong Lichen’s eyes were astonishing!
The saint, who had always suppressed his emotions and tried his best to keep his mood stable, was completely intolerable when faced with this scene.
In the sky, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The people present include emperors, kings, and saints, and even more holy ones.
When such a group of destructive people are filled with rage, it is indeed not something ordinary people can bear.
Jiang Fenggui was the Demon Emperor at his peak, and his words were trembling: "Qingshi, Hanshu is probably leading us there."
Xu Feikong said in a deep voice: "General Yang and General Du, you two need to act calmly and not let the coldness disturb your mind."
Of all the races present, only Xu Feikong had his home destroyed.
Although he ranks among the Seven Sages of Great Xia, he is actually a stranger and an exile.
"What's the news about the Holy Sage?" Yang Qingqing put a hand on Du Yu's shoulder and shook it gently.
Du Yu responded: "Desolate Silver Lynx has not found Youhan's troops in the mountain."
"Huh?" Such words were obviously beyond Yang Qingqing's expectations.
Du Yu confirmed: "She said that Bahuang Qiongqi didn't sense any cold beasts, but"
"What?"
Du Yu's voice was unusually cold as he replied: "Every tiger and lynx can sense that there is a cold tree hidden in the mountain.
That cold tree is located to the southwest of the Demonic Breath Tree, very close to it, and it is in the shade."
"Crack! Click!"
"Boom!" Before Du Yu could finish his words, the ground directly below him suddenly tore apart.
Everyone was shocked and immediately looked down.
The ground collapsed suddenly, the bottomless abyss descended, and endless cold branches emerged from the ground!
Can’t wait for the cold tree?
Or is it possible that Huang Yinlin and Bahuang Qiongqi’s perceptive demonic skills were detected by the Netherfrost Tree?
"hiss!!"
"Roar!" A shrill scream broke the silence between heaven and earth.
That's not an ordinary scream, it's the demonic skill of the dead ghost: the sound of death!
This technique can make sentient beings feel timid and, most importantly, confuse the target's mind.
The cold beasts and ghosts of death did not fly out of the abyss on their own.
They take the form of illusory cloaks, attached to the bodies of Han people.
And each Han tribe was rolled up by the cold branches and thrown into the air!
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
"嘁偳偁偳." The life-calling sound combined with the cold secret method was obviously prepared for Qingmen.
In an instant, a large number of Han people were as densely packed as locusts, scattering into the air and attacking everyone!
Yang Qingqing's eyes narrowed and she shouted sternly: "Wind, resist the enemy!"
Her voice is also mixed with a magical skill - the auspicious sound of heaven!
This technique is more used to fight against the demonic technique and life-killing sound. After all, everyone has twin tree seals on their heads, so they are not afraid of the secret technique of Youhan at all.
Li Mengnan immediately obeyed the order, held the tail of his white robe with one hand, and swung it down.
Wind Witch Lich Skill·Little Wind Blows!
Yiren's magic skills·little wind blows!
It’s just that these two small wind blows with clear moonlight and shining stars should probably be renamed.
In an instant, gusts of strong wind whipped downwards, and the speed of the enemy's advance dropped sharply. The terrifying momentum was blocked by layers of wind and waves.
At the same time, headed by Yang Qingqing, Feng Wuhen, Xu Feikong, Liu Jiangnan and others put their palms down one after another, and the wind and waves surged wildly.
Storms suddenly formed, moving and rotating randomly.
Various types of storms from various demon pets form a terrifying storm array.
"ah!!"
"Ahhhh!" The screams and the sound of broken shirts could be heard endlessly.
The Han people and the ghosts of the dead were crushed downward by the strong wind, and their flesh and blood were shattered by the tornado. The scene was bloody and cruel.
"Hiss!" Far behind, the earth tore apart again.
Du Yu suddenly turned around and looked around. Through the layers of wind and waves, his pair of burning sun eyes actually saw a holy clay woman being thrown high into the sky!
Du Yu couldn't help but look stunned.
The Nipo God Sculpture is an earth monster. There is nothing to say about escaping to the ground, but flying to the sky?
To what extent did the Youhan Tree become so insane that it threw a majestic clay statue a thousand meters high into the sky?
The Holy Clay Woman is not only flying into the sky, but she also found out the thousands of clay hands behind her and quickly grabbed them high into the air!
You must seek the fastest speed to hit everyone.
Qingyuehui Clay Bodhisattva!
How heavy is the body of Qianmi Nipo?
Being swung by the cold tree, the Holy Mud Po herself was a terrifyingly powerful cannonball.
Its clay hand shaking all over the sky is a Qingyuehui level demon skill, covering a very wide range!
Under such momentum, if one of its fingers, even the tip of it, touches everyone,
The consequences could be disastrous!
"call!"
Eye of the Burning Sun·Hunting Time!
Du Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the bright golden red shone in the sky and the earth.
I saw Du Yu's tiny human body suddenly expand and transform into a huge holy body!
A burst of demon breath surged from his left wrist, and the demon bow quickly took shape.
The same energy surged in his right wrist, and the withered arrow appeared instantly.
Of course, such a quick scene is only seen in the eyes of others.
In Du Yu's world, everything is so slow.
When he transformed into a 179-meter giant, his huge golden-red eyes were already locked onto the majestic eyes of the clay goddess statue.
Eye of the Burning Sun·The True Fire of the Burning Sun!
"Huh~"
Du Yu’s eyes were like the blazing sun!
He concentrated his attention, and where his eyes met, the Burning Yang True Fire instantly stained the face of the Holy Ni Po.
"Click."
The sound of the holy clay woman's shirt being broken was dragged out for a long time in Du Yu's world.
The hundred-meter-long withered arrow was pinched by the tail of the arrow with two fingers of the giant.
The hundred-meter-sized god-demon bow was opened like a full moon by the Holy Fool.
"Dang!!!"
The bowstring trembled, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
The withered arrows flowed rapidly, tearing through the wind and waves, passing over the storm.
It even rushed through the gaps in the mud hands waving all over the sky, carving out a unique path forward.
Many obstacles and difficulties?
Watch out for this arrow!
What is Yima Pingchuan?
"Crack!!" Under the true fire of Burning Sun, the divine statue's robe shattered into pieces.
The huge dead arrows connected seamlessly and were driven into the forehead of the clay goddess statue.
The withered arrows trembled wildly:
"Withered!"
"Ah! Ahhh! Ah" the shrill screams suddenly stopped.
The clay hands shaking all over the sky drooped down weakly.
The majestic and sacred face of the Ni Po is constantly broken and pieces wither away.
The fallen god burned with fire, flew past everyone, and passed over everyone's heads.