"Every grass, every tree, every sand and stone." Du Yu murmured in his mouth.
He was lying softly on the ground, covered by a long floral skirt, and the surroundings were dark.
But he had no idea of getting out of his skirt and watching the world, because he was everywhere at the moment!
"It's so hot." Du Yu closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fists.
The endless demonic breath carries the strands of demonic soul outward, passing through everything in the world, sensing everything around it.
The soft flowers and leaves on the long skirt, the cracks in the scorched earth.
The terrifying sky fire falling from the night sky, and the countless mountain fire sword souls.
Mountain Fire Knife is so sad.
Why?
Why am I sad too?
Du Yu suddenly realized that he felt the same experiences of all living beings in the world.
At this moment, the so-called empathy ability is infinitely improved!
It turns out that Shanhuo Dao is not just about anger, it should be called "sorrow and anger".
Wrapped under the overwhelming anger is endless misery and sadness.
Du Yu has always looked at the meridians and acupuncture points in his body from God's perspective. At this moment, for the first time, he looked at the external environment and the area above the mountain from God's perspective.
Shanhuo Dao, Qingshi, Rose General, Lin Chuan, and 17 soldiers sitting on the ground.
The endless mountain fire sword souls tear apart the sky fire!
It also tore the huge fireball into bundles of flame lines.
The line of fire was like a shower of meteors and fire, smashing deep craters into the scorched earth one after another, flying countless sand and rocks, and the sound of explosions was endless.
The fire rain fell on Shanhuo Dao's body, causing bursts of buzzing.
It landed on Yang Qingqing's head, and she caught it with one hand, deliberately setting herself on fire.
The first round of sky fire turned into fire rain. The bombardment lasted for a long time and finally stopped.
"Crash!" The long skirt of flowers and leaves surged, and the flower stems wrapped around Du Yu's body.
He rolled down the long skirt that poured down like a waterfall, all the way up to the top of the rose's head.
From Du Yu's God's perspective, Yang Qingqing was already a flaming man and stretched out his palm towards him.
Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu, who had his eyes closed, and said softly: "Come."
She knew that at least at this moment of promotion, Du Yu could clearly perceive everything around him.
Du Yu had no doubt that he was there, so he raised his hand and held the woman's burning palm.
In an instant, the flames in the woman's body seemed to have found an outlet, and rushed towards Du Yu crazily.
The demon's breath shirt suddenly crawled out with cracks, and the sound of shattering occurred one after another.
Yang Qingqing flicked Du Yu's palm away, leaving half of the fire on his body and passing the other half to his disciple.
She said: "Accept it, absorb it, become it."
"Crack!"
Du Yujin obeyed his master's orders and decisively cut off the supply of demon breath, and his shirt shattered into pieces!
His gray sportswear instantly caught fire, and his clothes gradually turned black.
Du Yu never had the slightest doubt about the young master's words, even though he was burned in great pain, as if every inch of his body was being torn apart.
"Well, well" Du Yu gritted his teeth, hissing in pain but he couldn't stop it.
Yang Qingqing looked at the suffering Du Yu and said softly: "The sky fire is your disaster, it tries to burn your demon soul.
But now, the sky fire is torn into threads by the sword soul, and the intensity is adjusted by my hands.
At this time, the fire is coming to you. It is not only a disaster, but also an opportunity. Huh?"
Yang Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, and the flames on Du Yu's body suddenly disappeared?
To be precise, the flame was integrated into Du Yu's body!
Yang Qingqing originally thought that it would take a long time for his disciple to accept, absorb, and integrate the sky fire to temper the demon soul.
But unexpectedly, Du Yu integrated Tianhuo into his bones with just one sentence from her!
"Heh." Yang Qingqing couldn't help shaking her head and smiling.
Is this the talent of the first paper crane disciple?
Slowly, Yang Qingqing raised her palm again.
Du Yu's eyes were still closed, but he understood and raised his hand to grasp the woman's hand.
"Huh~"
Endless flames filled the air, flowing from Yang Qingqing's body to Du Yu along the two men's hands.
The flames on Yang Qingqing's face gradually dissipated, revealing a delicate face with an expression full of admiration.
"Yohoo~ The sky fire is coming again!" Within Du Yu's body, Xiao Fenyang welcomed the incoming flames and plunged into it.
This heavenly fire caused by the wrath of God was supposed to burn Du Yu's demon soul.
But after entering Du Yu's body, it became Xiao Fenyang's "bubble bath".
She soared in it to her heart's content, greedily enjoying the purest flame between heaven and earth.
After some enjoyment, the mysterious black gold bird carried the heavenly fire and roamed freely in Du Yu's body, tempering his body, going around and around, and finally reached the Yutang point.
Xiao Duyu was trapped in the sea of fire, and the lines of his illusory body were burned red. At this moment, the sky fire came again
"Little Duyu, come out of the oven quickly~" Little Fenyang cheered excitedly and flew around Little Duyu, leaving endless flames.
"Buzz!!!" Shanhuo Dao suddenly buzzed again, shaking the heaven and earth!
In the night sky covered with a sea of fire, fire fell from the sky again, no longer one group, but three groups.
Yang Qingqing subconsciously pressed her hand and put Du Yu into Rose General's body.
Then, she raised her hand slightly, and Du Yu's figure emerged from the flowers and leaves again.
Yang Qingqing pursed her dry lips, and she realized that her disciple was not that fragile. On the contrary, Du Yu's adaptability was far beyond that of an ordinary great demon master!
She looked up at the heavenly punishment coming to the world and whispered: "Is there more?"
Du Yu nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Yang Qingqing showed a faint smile on her face.
The more horrifying the natural disaster and the more terrifying the catastrophe in the background, the more elegant her slight smile will be.
The holy flowers growing in the ruins are always so beautiful that your heart trembles.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh!"
The dense mountain fire sword souls tore the sky fire into meteors and fire showers.
Yang Qingqing raised her left hand high, as if inviting God.
The meteor shower seemed to have heard her call and accepted her provocation, falling crazily.
"call!"
"Hoo!" The heavenly fire came to the world, and along with Yang Qingqing, the spirit was instantly ignited with the rose, and was quickly put into the body by the master to nourish the body.
Du Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, was finally held by the immortal master in the continuous rain of meteors and fire, and his body was covered with fire.
But this time, Du Yu's body didn't burst into flames?
The sky fire came out of Yang Qingqing's hand and merged directly into Du Yu's body!
The supreme catastrophe that belongs to Du Yu, under the continuous protection and filtering of the mountain fire knife and Yang Qingqing, turned into nutrients, tempering Du Yu's body, bones, demon soul and everything else.
"Huh~"
Two rings of fire suddenly spread out!
One after the other, the time between them is less than 1 second.
Is it Youying Doll who has advanced to the Heaven Level and Peak Stage?
Yes, that should be it.
A rare smile appeared on Du Yu's face.
Among the several demon pets in his body, only Little Youying has been accompanying him, following each step and keeping in line with his own pace.
As soon as Du Yu thought, the monsters covering the world had already sent back the slightest message.
Although Little Youying is in the acupuncture point home, her demonic soul is like Du Yu's eyes and hands, holding the little guy in his arms and exploring everything about it.
"Du Yu! Du Yu! Du Yu!"
Du Yu looked startled.
Is this the call of Little Youying?
All along, Little Youying has been waving a torch and celebrating with "Uh! Uh! Uh!".
To this day, Du Yu possesses the demon soul, and only then did he realize it later.
It turns out that every time Xiao Youying cheers and celebrates, she shouts my name.
The sky fire is still falling.
That night, the sky above the Mountain Fire Knife was filled with a sea of fire, and the fire rain poured down.
One night is not enough.
This catastrophe lasted for seven full days.
Beneath the top of the mountain, there were already crowds of demon-controllers who came here for their reputation. It could be said that there were three levels inside and three levels outside. There were also a large number of troops and soldiers to maintain order.
When the hole in the sky gradually disappeared, Qiang Yang Qingqing also let out a long sigh of relief.
Ordinary demon masters do not receive such treatment when they gather demon souls. Heavenly punishment usually lasts for 3 to 5 days, which is about it.
Either the demon controller will die, and the punishment from heaven will be fulfilled and he will retire.
Either the natural punishment cannot be attacked for a long time, and the anger will gradually dissipate.
Why did Du Yu's disaster last so long?
"Ha" Yang Qingqing sighed deeply, looking at Du Yu who was crumbling beside her, she reached out of the vines with one hand and wrapped him in the cocoon of leaves.
Indeed, Du Yu should seek protection from the immortal master.
Yang Qingqing should also bring Du Yu to Shanhuo Dao to seek the protection of the magic weapon.
If this were not the case, the first paper crane disciple would probably not be able to withstand this disaster, and would fall completely without a complete body.
Seven days ago, Du Yu advanced to the peak stage of Demon Master, which meant that his condition was at full level at that moment.
But seven days later, Du Yu was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
The sky fire is tempering Du Yu and destroying everything about him.
This kind of intense torture, both physical and mental torture, was something Du Yu had never experienced before.
His life was also handed over to Yang Qingqing's hands early on.
Du Yu has lost his ability to think about whether he can survive.
"Auntie, I, I." Lin Chuan stepped forward, his words were tight and his body was extremely stiff.
Yang Qingqing was also exhausted physically and mentally. She looked at Lin Chuan's figure and reacted for a few seconds before she realized what had happened.
She said softly: "Meditate on the spot. I'll go talk to Shanhuo Dao and let him stop driving you away for the time being."
Lin Chuan looked embarrassed and stuttered: "I can't bear it anymore, auntie. I have to go back and rest. My life is important. Do you think that's okay?"
Yang Qingqing stared at Lin Chuan silently for a while, without responding, but turned around and walked towards Shanhuo Knife.
Lin Chuan staggered and came to the leaf cocoon wrapping Du Yu. He held the leaf ball with one hand and slowly slid down to sit down.
"Buzz"
Shanhuo Dao trembled slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with this catastrophe, and the anger in his body temporarily dissipated a little.
In the raging flames, Yang Qingqing stepped forward to the mountain fire knife.
She leaned her forehead forward and gently pressed against the hot blade.
"Thank you for your protection, Shanhuo." Yang Qingqing murmured.
"Buzz."
"Thank you for everything you did for me. I still remember our agreement."
Tens of seconds later, Yang Qingqing walked out of the fire.
Lin Chuan looked at the woman walking out slowly, couldn't help but blinked hard, and said hurriedly: "Little, little aunt."
Yang Qingqing: "Meditate and practice on the spot."
Lin Chuan looked anxious: "Auntie."
Yang Qingqing glanced at Lin Chuan lightly: "I told Shanhuo Dao that it will protect you temporarily.
Not everyone has the opportunity to advance, so don’t leave yourself with regrets.”
Lin Chuan opened his mouth, feeling extremely grateful to Yang Qingqing.
She was right, not everyone has the opportunity to advance. For this reason, she specifically asked Shanhuo Dao for mercy, but the problem is
Lin Chuan raised his hand and pointed at the woman's forehead: "Thread, contract thread."
"Huh?" Yang Qingqing stopped. She was in such a bad state that her reaction was indeed a little slow.
She wiped her forehead with her left hand, and her fingers seemed to have touched something, and a thin thread was picked up between her fingers.
Yang Qingqing stared blankly for a while, then turned her head slightly and looked back along the thin flame thread.
I saw this looming thread spreading all the way until it was in the fierce fire