"Qitian, that side of the body holding the stick is controlled by you and Jin Yan."
"Yes!" With the combination skill Burning with Fury enabled, Qitian Yuan has always been with his master.
"Yes!" As an ancient spiritual weapon, the Golden Flame Stick can control the owner's body.
"Fen Yang, output with all your strength." Du Yu held the demon bow and mechanically sprinkled tree shadow arrows.
The side of his body holding the Taixu Ax was staring closely at the battlefield between the Ash Han Tree and the Tushan Sacred Tree.
It is undeniable that the Tushan Sacred Tree is the one with the least experience in fighting against the Youhan Tree among all the twin sacred trees that Du Yu rescued.
When Du Yu first came to the Tushan Continent, the Tushan Sacred Tree had not even had a fight with the Youhan Tree.
But at the same time, the Tushan Sacred Tree is also the youngest and strongest of all the Sacred Trees!
The ocean of branches that flowed out from the crack a hundred meters away suddenly stood up to the Ashes and Cold Trees, killing each other inextricably.
"Ah! Ahhhh!" Ashes Hanshu, who was injured in many places, screamed heartbreakingly, "You bitch! You bitch."
No wonder it was so angry.
If it hadn't been restrained everywhere and suffered severe injuries in various parts of its body, it would have torn this twin sacred tree to pieces!
"Click! Click!" The branches on the two sides were tightly entangled, pulling each other hard.
The Ashes Cold Tree wants to return to the heart of the tree, but the Tushan Sacred Tree is trying its best to prevent it from doing so.
In the heart of the cold tree, the withered arrows were wreaking havoc, withering everything around them.
Demon skills and demon fire, a total of two types of Burning Yang True Fire, are also burning fiercely, destroying everything.
One arrow and two fires inevitably touched each other, but the intelligent holy arrows and demon fire did not compete with each other. Instead, they each expanded their damage areas, bent on destroying Han Shuxin.
Very suddenly, the Ashes and Cold Trees froze for a moment.
Especially in the area where the supreme gods of the two realms were fighting, the branches of both sides were stalemate together, seeming to have reached a balance in terms of strength.
Tushan Sacred Tree was surprised at first, and then felt happy!
Has Han Shuxin been destroyed?
Having lost the essence of a tree, the Ashes Cold Tree will naturally be severely damaged and its strength will be greatly reduced.
But then, the Tushan Sacred Tree was completely dumbfounded.
It never expected that while it was slightly distracted, the Ashes Cold Tree would rise in rage!
A large number of cold branches broke free from the shackles of the sacred branches and hit the bark in the heart of the cold tree.
"Snapped!"
The huge sound of whipping made all living beings' livers and gallbladders burst.
Tushan Sacred Tree was shocked: "Oh no!"
Ashes Cold Tree is also really ruthless. In order to destroy the withered arrows, it will not hesitate to smash its own tree body.
To deal with such troublesome arrows, one cannot use methods such as binding, breaking, or crushing them.
Ash Hanshu can only rely on a momentary whipping to break the opponent's body into pieces.
"Ku!" Du Yu's expression froze.
The contract of the Holy Soldier was not broken, but through the contract, he heard the screams of the Withered Arrow and its real wail of pain.
The Tushan Sacred Tree hurriedly stepped forward, with a large number of branches confronting the cold branches. Regardless of its own withering and brokenness, it relayed the dead arrows.
"There, Du Yu!" Xiao Fenyang looked at the three arrow bodies that were thrown out, and immediately shared the view.
Du Yu immediately flashed and grabbed the giant arrow.
"Pfft~"
The three withered arrows shattered into pieces and turned into demon breath, blending into Du Yu's right wrist acupuncture points.
However, when the withered arrow was formed in the acupuncture point home, it was still broken into three pieces.
"Master, the heart of the tree is mostly dead."
During the contract, the intermittent words of Withered Arrow were heard, just like its body, which was divided into three parts.
"Well done!" Du Yu kept saying, "You did a great job, rest in peace and recover, and leave the rest to me."
"I can still do it."
"Of course!" Du Yu shouted immediately, "The original Saint Weapon Lion Scythe was destroyed by celadon for most of its body. Isn't it fine now?
You just broke it off.
As long as I am here, your body will never be broken, and your body will be restored to its original state!"
Withered Arrow: "Withered."
"Crack!!"
A shattering sound came from far below, clear and harsh.
Du Yu suddenly lowered his head and looked up, only to see a huge mud thorn, forcibly breaking a large area of frozen cold tree stumps.
The words of the Imperial Empress are still full of majesty, spreading throughout the world:
"Ashes, your time of death has come, and you still won't be executed!"
Following the mud thorns, there were four huge mud hands, tearing left and right in the area of the broken tree stump.
Empress Guichen is equally powerful, but more fierce:
"Kneel down! Die!"
In response to the two Heavenly Saint Empresses, the Ashes Cold Tree swung its branches like crazy.
The violent trembling tree body caused the earth to hum and tremble.
Du Yu flashed to the crack in space alone: "Tushan, I want to take back the crack. You try to drag Hanzhi back to the Tushan continent."
Tushan Sacred Tree: "Du Yu, I'm sorry, I just said that."
"We'll talk about that later." Du Yu hurriedly left in a blink of an eye. Even near the "territory" of the Tushan Sacred Tree, Du Yu did not dare to stay too long.
He returned to the diagonal bottom of Fenyang Golden Crow and communicated through the contract: "Fenyang, I will open the space crack in a moment, and you will throw the Golden Crow fireball at me.
I opened the other end of the crack directly in the heart of the cold tree.
Let’s destroy the remaining half of the tree!”
"Dumb~~~" The Burning Sun Golden Crow cried loudly, which made the people on the battlefield feel agitated.
Du Yu stared closely at the area where the two branches were wrestling, but he found that the situation was not optimistic.
The Tushan Sacred Tree is indeed trying to drag Hanzhi, but it is still lacking in strength, and the two sides are still in a stalemate.
"hateful."
Du Yu clenched his fists. How strong is this Ashes Cold Tree?
If you continue to cut off, you will surely suffer chaos!
Du Yu shouted sharply: "Thousands of black clouds igniting a prairie fire!"
The Burning Sun Golden Crow did not hesitate, and a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun flapped violently. Countless Golden Crow fireballs swayed randomly, drew arcs one after another, and flew towards Du Yu's direction.
Du Yu saw the fire approaching and swung the Taixu Ax directly.
"Bah!"
A space crack opened, and the previous space crack lost its support and disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, a large number of Tushan branches were cut off, and countless cold branches that were wrestling with it were violently swept away and crackled on his body.
The strength of the stalemate between the two sides is evident!
Just when the Ashes Han Tree was slightly confused, countless Golden Crow fireballs had rushed into the crack in front of Du Yu and fought out of the newly opened crack in the heart of the tree.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The earth-shattering explosion sounded like it was about to shatter the entire space.
What’s even more frightening is that the explosions continue continuously!
"Hiss!!" The Ashes Cold Tree screamed miserably, and the remaining half of the tree's heart was completely shattered.
This feeling has been experienced by the Ashes Continent and the Demonic Breath Tree.
It once listened carefully to the sobs of the Demonic Breath Tree, listened to its begging for mercy, and enjoyed its wailing.
In the end, the Ashes Cold Tree only left a small piece of tree heart for the Demonic Breath Tree, causing the Demonic Breathing Tree to die little by little in endless despair and pain.
Now, it has also felt the taste of heart-and-bone evisceration.
"Crash!"
Hanmu was writhing in pain, and Hanzhi slapped his body randomly without any clues.
"Bah!"
Du Yu's movements were terrifyingly fast, his body had already flashed to the root of the tree, and he swung the Taixu Ax again.
"The heart of your tree is gone, right?" Du Yu's sinister words came from the thick frost.
Even though there is dense frost here, it cannot affect Du Yu in the slightest.
Because he has a patron saint, Tian Celadon!
Qingyuehui·Haichuan Devouring, immune to all water-based techniques.
Du Yu's eyes were as sinister as his voice. He held an ax blade in his hand and mist sprayed from his feet.
Then can you die?
"Bah!" Han Shugen added another deep wound.
Du Yu's body was wrapped with electricity, and just when he was about to flash, he suddenly turned sideways.
Du Yu, the one on the back right, has a wild face and a trace of flame spraying from his mouth.
He held the golden flame stick and hit it heavily on the cold branches that were swept away: "Yeah~!"
"Boom!"
Golden flames exploded, cold branches exploded, and the figures quietly disappeared.
"Bitch! Human race. Bitch, bitch!!"
The Ashes Cold Tree jumped like thunder, wishing to tear Du Yu into pieces.
If Du Yu could hear it, he might look up at Ashes Hanshu.
After all, unlike other cold trees, it did not cry for mercy at the last moment.
Hmm. Or is it not yet time?
Du Yu stood alone at the crest of the Burning Sun Golden Crow: "Thousands of crows will set the prairie fire on fire, blow it up to pieces!"
"Silly!" the Burning Sun Golden Crow neighed loudly.
This time, I really can.
Look at me!
The pair of fire wings of the Burning Sun Golden Crow stretched to the extreme, and waves of Golden Crow fire balls swooped down, blasting the blocking cold branches into tatters and sending broken wood and leaves flying everywhere.
"Okay!" Du Yu's eyes lit up.
Without the heart of Hanshu, the strength of Ashes Hanshu has been greatly reduced.
Under the output of many Holy Saints, especially the two Heavenly Saints, Ashes Hanshu was stretched thin and completely in chaos.
All that is left is hard resistance, and there is no way to recover.
It can only use cold branches that come one after another to block the continuous bombardment of Burning Sun Heavenly Saint.
And those bright and blazing Golden Crow fireballs are about to break through the layers of defense and bombard its trunk.
"Fen Yang, continue!" Du Yu gave the order, and suddenly there was an electric current wrapped around his body.
His eyes were determined, he gripped the Taixu Ax tightly, and his figure pressed against the roots of the cold tree!
My little Fenyang is going to blow you up.
You! Dare! Block?
"Bah!"
In an instant, deep and long wounds bloomed in all directions, up and down the tree stump.
From time to time, golden flames burst and arrows fly.
It is true that the twin tree seals of the Divine Demon Bow cannot be attached to the Tree of Frost, but when Du Yu fully fires, the array of arrows shot from the bow is also a holy level output.
"Boom!"
"Yeah!" Li Mengnan covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes full of surprise.
Lin Shiwei's eyes were bright and her face also showed joy.
The roots of the Han Tree were not broken, but the middle and upper section of the Han Tree, the core area of the Han Tree, was blown to pieces by the Burning Sun Heavenly Sage!
Exploded to pieces?!
You should know that most cold branches grow on the upper sections of cold trees.
And if the cold tree is blown off from the middle and upper section,
"Dumb!!!" the Fenyang Golden Crow neighed loudly.
The high-pitched crow of the crow was filled with indescribable excitement, making people's hearts swell!
Yang Qingqing subconsciously raised her two fingers, but with the crow of the blackbird, she abruptly stopped casting the spell.
The upper section of the slowly collapsing cold tree has become an ordinary tree, and any living creature can easily destroy it.
However, no one on the battlefield moved. They all had the same idea as Yang Qingqing.
From a distance, a young man shouted loudly: "Sunset Feather!"
"puff!"
The Burning Sun Heavenly Saint suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into endless golden crow fire feathers, flying wildly across the sky.
The black and gold golden crow fire feathers are burning with fierce flames, like flying knives, tearing apart cold branches and smashing cold leaves.
In this poignant rain of Karasuba fire, the young man’s voice came again:
"Mudshou Mountain, hold down the cold tree trunk!"
Empress Huangtu and Empress Guichen immediately stopped using mud thorns and summoned mud hands instead.
"Boom!"
"Boom!" Huge clay hands pressed hard on the cold tree trunk.
In the blink of an eye, a real mountain of mud hands had been built around Hanshu.
This picture has been seen by everyone before.
It was also in the Cold World, and the cold tree was about to be uprooted. It had to summon its minions to try to stabilize its body with its clay hands.
But at this moment, these countless clay hands came from Qingmen.
They are not trying to help the Ashes and Cold Trees remain standing, but they are dragging them to the guillotine!
"Dumb~~~"
Once again, everyone heard the crow of the crow, but it was no longer so excited, but more like shouting to vent.
Far high in the sky, countless flame feathers reorganized to form a bright and fiery golden crow.
Above her head was a billowing cloud of fire.
Below her, there were scattered sparks.
The lush branches of Ash Cold Tree had been smashed to pieces by Wu Yu and burned clean by the fire.
There was only one tree trunk standing alone, held down by mud hands.
"Crack! Click!" Sections of cold wood were constantly being scratched into pieces by muddy hands.
The severely injured Ash Han Tree was no longer able to resist the crushing power of Heavenly Saint Ni Po.
In a very short period of time, the middle section of the Ashes Han Tree was completely crushed, its strength was reduced again and again, and it was completely reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered.
However, under the persuasion of several people from Qingmen, Huang Tu and Gui Chen quickly restrained their strength and temporarily spared Hui Hui's life.
"Burning Yang."
"Hmm~" Fenyang Tiansheng seemed to be in a trance, and then he realized that someone was coming above him.
"Let's go, there are still tree trunks left."
"Du Yu, Du Yu, let's go together!" Xiao Fenyang came back to his senses and said hurriedly, "There is also an axe, let's go together."
"Okay." Du Yu held the Taixu ax and said, "Fengyang, Taixu, let's go together."
"Buzz!" Taixu Ax trembled slightly.
Since the battle, Taixu Ax has never calmed down.
It was always held in Du Yu's hand, and was also waved by its owner, tearing cracks one after another on Ashes Hanshu's body.
Every crack made Taixu Ax's heart tremble slightly.
Du Yu suddenly said: "Do you still remember the Milky Way we once tore apart?"
Taixu Axe: "Master, Ashes is cunning, I'm afraid he won't be captured like this."
Du Yu took a few steps forward, stood on the Wushou, and looked down: "There are mountains of mud hands covering it and fixing it."
Xiao Fenyang: "There is me too, there is me~"
Taixu thought for a moment and shouted in a deep voice: "Okay!"
Today, we will split this mud-hand mountain!
The Clay Hand is a demonic skill and does not cause pain, but the Ashes and Cold Trees are fixed within it.
Du Yu ordered: "Charge! Burning Yang! Yaoriwu!"
"Dumb~~~"
The Burning Sun Golden Crow swooped down, its body ablaze with raging fire.
Jingrihuang·Yaoriwu!
The blazing Golden Crow cannot be approached by any living being.
But of course the person who signed the contract with her can bathe in the Golden Crow fire!
The Holy Fool held the 100-meter-sized Taixu Ax in both hands and stared at the Mud Hand Mountain that was getting closer and closer.
"Silly!!" The Burning Sun Golden Crow lit up its beak and blasted toward the roots of the cold tree.
Du Yu jumped up and split the mud mountain with all his strength!
The ax blade went vertically downward, along the body of Ash Hanshu, tearing open an unusually wide and not bright Milky Way.
The Golden Crow rushed down diagonally, smashing the Mud Hand Mountain first, blasting all the way into the ground, and shattering the roots of the Han tree.
The towering cold tree was split open, and at the moment when its roots were destroyed, it was completely crushed into powder by the remaining clay hands.
"Crack!"
"Click." The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Under the light of the churning fire clouds, everyone looked at the center of the battlefield.
The arrogant Ashes Cold Tree was wiped out in ashes, and the place where it stood just now has now become a ruin.
Among the ruins, there is also a young man with a resolute face holding a giant axe.
"Haha." Du Yu landed heavily on the ground, retracting the space crack, and his chest heaved violently.
He is not tired, his blood is just boiling.
Du Yu originally thought that the person who needed to destroy the Ashes Cold Tree most was Xiao Fengyang and Taixu Axe.
And when he finished all this with his own hands, he felt an unprecedented sense of joy and relaxation, which even made him a little unbearable.
"Heh." Du Yu lowered his head and smiled mockingly.
this road,
It is indeed a bit hard.
"Duyuduyu~"
"Um?"
"We. We won."
"Yeah." Du Yu stretched out his hand and hugged the little guy in front of him.
Little Fen Yang nestled in Du Yu's arms, looking at Du Yu timidly with a pair of big golden-red eyes.
Why are you timid?
Du Yu thought for a while and said softly: "It's not a dream, I promise."
But this sentence "I promise" seems to be causing trouble.
"Well." Xiao Fengyang, who seemed to be in a normal mood, suddenly felt a sore nose and buried his little face in Du Yu's arms.
"It's not a dream, it's not a dream." Du Yu murmured, gently rubbing her head.
He has held this incomplete monster in his arms countless times,
Feel her confusion and pain, her long-cherished wish, and her life of suffering.
Now I hold the little one in my arms.
It still seems a bit heavy?
It's okay, just cry for a while and you'll be fine.
Everything will get better.
"What if I cry for a while, will it get better?" Little Fenyang pursed her lips and asked aggrievedly.
"Then just wait until you get tired of crying and sleep for a while."
"Silly Duyu." Xiao Fenyang buried his face and said in a very low voice, "I don't believe it."
"Really." Du Yu knelt on the ground and reached into the ground with one hand.
The earth continued to tear apart, and the Burning Yang Golden Crow raised its head. The moment one person and one crow lightly touched it, the Burning Sun Heavenly Saint shattered into pieces.
"Go to sleep, Fenyang." Du Yu felt the thick fire demon breath pouring into his body, and he murmured in a low voice, "I'll guard you, just sleep for a while."
In a fiery red home, the Burning Sun Golden Crow slowly folded its wings.
She was not sleepy, but she still closed her eyes and whispered: "I like Du Yu~"
A gentle smile appeared on Du Yu's face, and he quietly looked at Jin Wu sleeping.
Go to sleep,
There is no need to be sad in future dreams.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the energy between heaven and earth surged towards the young man standing in the ruins.