"It's over." Li Mengnan murmured softly, looking at the battlefield littered with arrows and the cold beasts that had calmed down.
Du Yu raised his hand and patted the demon breath leaves above his head: "Can your other half, the tree of gods, be reborn?"
"Yes, yes, I will bring it back." The tree of demon breath was already crying.
Du Yu felt unhappy.
They did win this battle.
But for the Demonic Breath Tree, behind this victory is a painful memory that will never escape.
I just hope that the Tree of Spirits can be reborn, which can comfort the spirit of the Tree of Demonic Breath a little.
Du Yu sighed and flashed above everyone's heads: "Ashes Continent, Demonic Breath Tree."
Yang Qingqing felt solemn and warned: "Open the crack further."
"Bah!" Du Yu waved his Taixu ax and stepped into it, followed closely by everyone.
When everyone in the Qingmen came to the Ashes Continent, they only saw Du Yu standing there blankly.
He looked up at the hazy sky, but could no longer see the giant tree connecting heaven and earth.
In the distance are collapsed mountains, as if there has been a major earthquake.
"No, don't." Xiao Fenyang's eyes were full of sadness.
Under the protection of this twin sacred tree, the Burning Sun demon was able to escape death.
But she couldn't save it, there was nothing she could do.
From the moment he challenges the Ashes Cold Tree, the life and death of all living beings can only be left to fate.
With a "pop" sound, Du Yu's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
He was equally sad, but behind such actions, it was more because of Xiao Fenyang.
Du Yu's mind was completely filled with Xiao Fenyang's emotions.
Her sadness, her pain.
The Ashes Cold Tree here is gone, and what disappears with it is the Demonic Breath Tree.
Wherever you look, you can only see the collapsed mountain, without the gods of the past.
if,
If I could be stronger, I could take care of both continents.
Of course, this is just Du Yu's beautiful fantasy.
The dangerous level of the battlefield just now made Du Yu try his best, but he was still stretched thin and his life hung by a thread.
He is as incompetent as Xiao Fengyang.
In front of the ashes and cold tree, there is no god or holiness.
There are just a group of fragile creatures who have given up life and death.
Even if the main battlefield is in this Ash Continent, Ash Han Tree wants to crush the weak Demonic Breath Tree, but it is just a thought.
An idea, who can stop it.
Not to mention the weak Demonic Breath Tree, so what if it is the Kunlun Sacred Tree in Daxia Continent?
Wasn't the Kunlun Sacred Tree, which was showing off to others in its full glory, being violently dragged towards the Cold Realm by the Ashes Cold Tree with its absolute power?
If Du Yu hadn't decisively closed the space crack, would the Kunlun Sacred Tree be uprooted and fall into the cold along with the ashes?
The only way to survive is to cut off your wrist.
"Jianzhou." Yang Qingqing said softly, "Search in the rain."
"Yes." Fu Jianzhou immediately used the demonic skill - Langhu Tianwei.
Before his demonic skill took effect, Du Yu's demonic skill, Yunshuiyao, took effect first, and raindrops fell in the hazy sky.
"Hoo~" Du Yu passed his hand behind his back and sent the demonic breath to the side.
"Meow." The Wild Silver Lynx sank straight into the ground and walked towards the chaotic mountain in the distance.
"Be careful, tyrant." Du Yu warned in his mind, "Turn on the perception to the maximum, Hanshu is vicious, be careful it sneaks up on us."
"Yeah." Huang Yinlin responded in a low voice and activated the magic skill Desert Sandstorm.
At the same time, Du Yu was also feeling every drop of rain between heaven and earth.
"Really? Du Yu, what did you see?" Xiao Fenyang's eyes were filled with tears, and there was still a hint of unrealistic fantasy in his heart.
Her demon spirit merged into Du Yu's mind, and she also sensed the message sent to Du Yu by Huang Yinlin.
Deep in the collapsed mountain, Huang Yinlin found broken tree roots, broken wood pieces, and pieces of bark.
These are all the corpses of the Demonic Breath Tree.
"Ugh." Xiao Fenyang whimpered and covered his eyes with his small hands.
Wisps of gray mist are falling in the sky, like lines of tears falling from the sky.
Amidst the drizzle of rain, Yang Qingqing leaned down and placed her cold palm gently on Du Yu's head.
However, this soothing gesture did not make Du Yu react at all, and he could not say anything.
Xiao Fenyang's grief filled Du Yu's body and mind, leaving him unable to respond in any way.
The little guy doesn't have much.
She lost her demon controller, her demon beast companions, and her own memory and body.
Broken, she spent more than a hundred years in the realm of Taixu, and finally broke into that hot summer.
From that moment on, she only had Du Yu.
Later, she found the insane Crazy Ax in the realm of Kunlun.
She followed Du Yu's footsteps and found the blazing Chizu in her memory in this world of ashes.
Later, what returned with the physical body was the Burning Sun True Fire that had protected it for more than a hundred years.
It seems that this is all there is to know about old friends.
And the sacred tree that had witnessed everything could not escape the claws of the Ashes and Cold Tree after all.
"Du Yu."
"Um?"
"Heart of the tree." Hearing the rustling voice of the wild silver lynx, Du Yu suddenly raised his head.
"Really?" Xiao Fenyang also opened his eyes wide.
Deep in the mountain, among the collapsed rubble and among the lush branches, Huang Yinlin felt a trace of life.
Du Yu stood up and ran forward at the same time.
Everyone in Qingmen looked at each other and chased forward. In their sight, a huge lynx slowly emerged from the ground.
"The bottomless door has been closed." Huang Yinlin conveyed his thoughts, opened his mouth slightly, and spat out a large branch on the ground.
Du Yu broke into it alone, and the water droplets spreading from his body allowed him to accurately find the faint breath of life.
Twin tree hearts?
Or maybe it's the demon breathing in the heart of the tree?
The little human race picked up the broken heart of the tree, which was full of holes.
Obviously, this is the last remaining part of the demon tree's heart, which is only the size of a regular yoga ball.
"Everyone." A weak voice entered Du Yu's mind, "I remember you. Have you found your companion?"
In the endless gloomy years, the human youth who suddenly appeared left a deep impression on him.
"Found it." Du Yu was surprised and happy. The so-called heart of a tree is where all the essence of a tree lies.
Whenever Du Yu destroys Hanshu, he kills Hanshuxin first, leaving no way for his opponent to survive!
Demon Breathing Tree Heart: "It's you. Did you hurt Hanshu? Thank you, thank you for letting me free."
Compared to the tears of joy from the Burning Sun Continent and the Demonic Breathing Tree, the weak words from the Ashes Continent and the Demonic Breathing Tree were somewhat grateful, but more of a relief.
And this kind of relief and relief makes people feel even more sad.
Du Yu could only feel the broken heart of the tree in his arms, and the breath of life was getting weaker and weaker.
"Qingshi!" The moment Du Yu turned his head, he saw endless branches coming in, and a cocoon of leaves wrapped around Du Yu and the heart of the demon breath tree.
Rich green light spots kept emerging.
"Humans, don't blame yourself, you are doing the right thing."
"I have been captured a long time ago, I have died a long time ago, and I have no way to survive."
"If you don't hurt it, sooner or later I will lose my soul."
"At least, you gave me hope and helped me escape."
In the weak thoughts, there is no longer any desire for life: "I can leave, I am tired, it's time. It's time to rest."
The heart of the Demonic Breath Tree, like the heart of this tree, is already riddled with holes.
"Don't fall here, you haven't witnessed the death of the Ashes Cold Tree." Thick white mist spread out from Du Yu's body, filled with the majestic breath of life.
Clear Moonlight·Fairy in the Mist.
The heart of the demon breath tree kept thinking intermittently: "Human race, send me away, let me leave."
"We will take good care of you, we will definitely take good care of you!" The little Burning Sun demon soul floated out and merged into the heart of the demon breath tree.
She spoke eagerly and kept urging.
"Golden Crow." Yaoshu thought in his mind, memories of the past surged up, "Old friend."
"Yes, old friend!" Du Yu nodded heavily, "If you stay alive, you can bring back the tree of gods! Everything will be fine."
The tree of demon breath smiled, and the vicissitudes of laughter was filled with sadness: "Will you get better?"
Little Fenyang clenched her fists, lowered her head, and kept muttering: "I will, I will."
This time, it will definitely happen.
"call!"
A wave of demonic breath came from the acupuncture point on Du Yu's head.
"Fen, Fen Yang?" Du Yu immediately looked at the little Fen Yang who melted into the heart of the broken tree.
"Huh?" Xiao Fenyang was still immersed in her own emotions. Looking for Du Yu's voice, she raised her head.
That illusive little face is full of sadness, but the golden-red eyes are full of determination and determination!
"Come back, come back quickly." Du Yu hurriedly greeted Xiao Fenyang.
In the heart of this demonic tree riddled with holes, the most holy Burning Sun Golden Crow seems to have opened a window to advance to Heavenly Saint.
"Stay alive, demon tree." Little Fenyang tried hard to embrace the broken heart of the tree with her illusory little hands, "This time, it will definitely get better!
I will destroy the Ashes Cold Tree and complete the battle in my previous life.
We will replant you and the tree of gods here, re...well."
The illusory monster cannot enjoy Du Yu's embrace, but it can feel his mood.
Xiao Fenyang pursed his lips, turned around, buried his head, and blended into Du Yu's body.
The demon tree was silent for a long time, feeling the heart of the human youth.
Slowly, it whispered: "Then. Let's try again."
Fenyang Continent, above the battlefield.
A space crack suddenly opened.
"Lu!" Kamikaze White Tiger's body tensed up, and Imperial Empress also raised her eyes.
I saw everyone from Qingmen filing out, falling rapidly downwards, heading straight to the central hall, and found four Chi Bears.
In a short time, everyone had led Chi Xiong to the mountain boundary and under the twin trees.
Du Yu carefully put the broken heart of the demon breath tree into the branches of the hemp flower, and let the same kind nourish its heart.
The four sage Chi Bears were arranged in the four directions of the twin trees, and they worked together to perform the demonic skill of hollow bamboo shoots, wrapping the twin trees and the white jade Kyoto.
In the thick fairy mist, fluorescent green light spots converged into rivers.
Each Qingyuehui level demon skill releases an astonishing breath of life, filling the hollow bamboo shoots and flowing between the branches of the twin trees.
After finishing all this, Du Yuhuan exited the bamboo shoot.
Standing on the edge of Jiarong Grass, Du Yu raised his head and looked at it, stopping for a long time.
A cold voice with unique gentleness sounded beside Du Yu: "Don't worry too much.
It is protected by the sacred tree of the mountain world, and there are four Chi Xiong to fill it with vitality, and Bai Yujing's fairy mist assists.
The Tree of Demonic Breath will gradually grow out of its trunk and take root again."
Du Yu turned to look at Qingshi, and Yang Qingqing nodded in confirmation.
She was comforting Du Yu, and at the same time, she was also explaining a fact.
"Let's go, don't disturb them." Yang Qingqing said softly, "Let's go clean up the battlefield."
"Yes." Du Yu used the Eye of Burning Sun to take a deep look at the huge bamboo shoot, and then turned on the Mountain and Sea Bell.
Zhong Ying passed over everyone and then stopped, taking most of them away, leaving only Lin Shiwei behind.
Wei Sheng's figure trembled, understanding Du Yu's intention, he turned around and disappeared into the Jiarong grass.
The battle is over at this point, and there is nothing more important than concentrating on advancing to the Holy Saint.
When everyone returned to the battlefield, they felt only silence between heaven and earth.
Only the demon bow high in the sky was still trembling, its energy surging wildly, but it no longer shot arrows.
One by one, Han men and women stood on the ground, or hid in the ears of the Holy Ni Po, daring not to act rashly.
Dense swarms of locusts freeze in the sky or surround the edge of the abyss.
The cold beasts all have twin tree seals on their heads, and their expressions are surprisingly consistent, confused and frightened.
The confusion about their own understanding makes them at a loss, and the pressure from the Heavenly Saint prevents all sentient beings from making the slightest move.
This strange silence lasted for unknown length of time.
"Buzz!!"
The churning air waves and the violent trembling sound finally awakened this world.
Du Yu raised his head and looked up, and in the bright and dazzling holy light, he saw the most holy quality of the Divine Demon Bow.
Its size has not expanded much. Rather than becoming larger, it is better to say that the branches have become stronger and thicker.
As the dazzling light dissipated, Du Yu saw the slowly flowing energy on the entangled spiritual branches and demonic branches.
Pure energy is bright and clear, like silent water that moistens things, flowing quietly.
Du Yu flickered upward, activated the Holy True Body, and held the handle of the bow with one hand.
"The master has very strong energy fluctuations."
"Du Yu, you seem a little sad, why?" Two thoughts entered Du Yu's mind.
"It's okay." Du Yu said softly, his fingertips gently brushing the bow, "Congratulations."
"I can cure the cold beast."
"Du Yu, look, we succeeded."
"Well, I saw it." Du Yu tightened his grip on the bow handle and nodded repeatedly.
He suddenly felt something in his heart and looked down.
Empress Huang Tu reached towards the sky with one hand, gently held Du Yu with her fingertips, and brought him back to her face.
"Xiaoyu, why are you sad?"
Du Yu sighed, and a ray of evil spirit came out from under his feet, conveying a picture.
After a while, Empress Huangtu said softly: "It will survive."
Du Yu turned his head and looked at the sacred face of the empress: "Maybe I should make a wish to the empress?"
"No need, what you have done has given all living beings faith and hope."
Empress Huang Tu looked at the small but upright human youth on her fingertips and said calmly: "If you wish, I will be like you."
Du Yu stared blankly at those majestic clay eyes.
There were only a few digits in the second half of her sentence, but it was difficult for Du Yu to understand.
Empress Huangtu changed the subject: "These false gods can help us fight Han Shu."
The "false god" she refers to naturally refers specifically to the statue of the Han Beast and Nipo God.
Although these clay women are no longer cold beasts, to the Heavenly Saint Empress, they are still complete false gods.
Du Yu nodded and said: "Okay, empress, you can surrender them."
Slowly, the demonic spirit of Imperial Empress continued to expand, covering the world.
Her clay lips parted slightly, and her faint words were mixed with the mighty power of God:
"All living beings, why don't you kneel down?"
An update today.
Rong Yu, please wait a minute. I hope everyone is satisfied with the word count and content quality of the chapters these days.