secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 890 My Celadon
Violent thunder and lightning pierced the sky like a torrent.

The sound of cows, lions roaring, and the screams of clay statues can be heard endlessly.

"Stop, Kuichou!" Du Yu immediately gave the order as the two Holy Beasts bestowed their heads one after another.

"Moo?"

"Leave one for Han San." Du Yu was thinking in his mind, and he also shouted towards the sky above the right, "Meng Nan, the sea of ​​sorrow is holy! Stop!"

The violent wind and waves were still sweeping through the Cold Beast Muddy, leaving her covered in bruises and broken bodies.

And with Du Yu's loud cry, the female sad sea can be regarded as having received supernatural powers.

Although the storm of grief was gone, the Cold Beast Mud Woman was still fixed in the air.

Because Flowing Fire Suanni made a move!
The lines of fire that emerged out of nowhere firmly bound the majestic body of the Holy Spirit.

Qingyuehui · Flowing Fire Prison!
The battlefield of the saints fell into a dead silence.

The problem is, there is no such thing as "stop" in cold beasts.

The cold beasts' brains are chaotic, they will hurt and scream, which is the natural reaction of the body, but they will never feel fear, let alone surrender.

Therefore, when this cold beast mud woman fell into silence, everyone could realize that the mud woman was still under the control of the Han clan's holy officials.

And this holy official of the Han clan must have panicked completely!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the most holy mud woman to stop there foolishly.

Du Yu's eyes were bright, and he carefully searched the shoulder and head area of ​​the most holy mud woman.

Due to the huge size of the mud woman, the saints of the Han clan should be in this area, not too far away from the mud woman's head.

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

Holy minister of the Han clan!

Seeing this scene, Du Yu was actually relieved.

If the sages of the Han clan kept hiding in the mud woman's ears, it would be difficult for Du Yu and Han San to operate.

It can be seen that this male saint official of the Han clan has not given up hope, he wants to live!
Before, when the statue of the mud woman was baptized by the storm of grief, the male saint had no escape route at all, so he could only hide in the ear of the mud woman to seek shelter.

After the sad storm disappeared, the male saint was ecstatic, and immediately flew out of the mud ear and fled desperately.

But, will Du Yu let him escape?
Du Yu didn't have the chance to kill the first few holy ministers himself.

Because Niu Niu's output was too violent, when the torrent of thunder and lightning completely engulfed the statue of the clay goddess, the holy minister had no possibility of surviving.

No matter how strong they are, they are still holy, and their battle robes are holy.

The Kui Chou demon skill Thunder Anger and Lightning Fury is of Qingyuehui quality, and it is the output of the most holy level.

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

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

She was first pecked by the beak of the most holy bird in the sea of ​​sorrow, and then she was given a bundle of sorrow wind.

A full two output monster skills of Qingyuehui quality fell on the body, the mere holy minister, I am afraid that even the corpse was smashed into powder.

Now, Du Yu saw the only remaining holy official 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 Axe in his hand.

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

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

And the other end of the crack is the ear of the most holy mud woman.

Han San's figure flitted quickly, and after coming out from the other end of the space crack, the momentum continued, and it flew directly into the ear of the most holy mud woman.

I have to admit that Du Yu's timing is particularly subtle!

Just when the holy ministers of the Han clan fled in a hurry and the most holy mud woman was no longer under the control of Youhan's secret method, Han San arrived.

"Twitter chirp."

This cold secret method was continued by the most holy mud woman.
Standing on the mud woman's shoulder, Du Yu immediately took off the God Demon Bow slung across his shoulder, and also took out the dry arrow from the entangled bowstring.

"Ku, this is the holy official of the Han clan!" Du Yu quickly drew his bow and set an arrow, aiming at the male holy official who was fleeing in the air below.

The implication is that you can advance quickly.

Saint-level prey is already quite good, don't be greedy anymore!

Could it be that this king has to stab you into the body of the Cold Tree before you can advance?

Du Yu pinched the nock of the arrow with his two fingers, tightened his grip on the string, and kept fine-tuning the direction with his left hand holding the handle of the bow.

The male holy official of the Han clan was obviously accompanied by a monster, the ghost of death. Thanks to this servant, the holy official was able to fly freely.

"call!!"

The cold beast mud woman suddenly moved, and the mud hands behind her rose wildly!

It was not struggling indiscriminately, but it was targeting the fleeing male saint in the sky.

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

The most holy cold beast, the statue of the mud woman?

Hmm. You have cultivated the Holy Spirit very well.

Now, it's mine!

It's also interesting to say that the Flowing Fire Prison was originally used to imprison the cold beast mud woman.

At this time, the lines of fire became a technique to help the mud woman hang high in the air and stabilize her body.

Du Yu's eyes are like torches!
Looking through the broken mud arms, looking for the little bugs fleeing in the cracks.

"Twitter twitter, twitter!"

The male saint of the Han clan was completely anxious, the kind who was both shocked and angry.

What he spit out should have been a whisper, but at this moment it turned into a loud roar.

Just now, because the body of the most holy mud woman was bound, the male holy official had no choice but to abandon the most holy, and seized the gap when the wind and waves stopped, and fled quickly.

After all, the bloody example is here. If the most holy mud woman can't break free, she will only be blasted into debris by the electric current.

In other words, if you continue to resist, there is only one dead end!
So the male holy minister escaped neatly, and while he was fleeing, he kept praying in his heart.

The male saint at this moment can be described as unprecedentedly devout.

on the cold tree,

Please bless me to successfully evacuate from the battlefield!The cold tree is on top.
It's a pity that his Master Hanshu didn't seem to hear the believer's begging.

On the contrary, believers come to whatever they are afraid of!
The most holy mud woman who was abandoned became the slave of the other party, and she showed her huge mud hand to the former master.

In the heart of the male sage minister of the Han clan, only deep despair remained.

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

Now, there is no longer any way out.
With a crisp sound of "pa", the tattered muddy hand still sent the male saint official of the Han clan flying into the sky.

Even though the male saint tried his best to use the cold secret method to try to seize the slave's control, he was too far away from the mud woman after all.

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

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

The power of the most holy is not just talking.

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

At the same time, a blazing black arrow appeared.

It crossed the chaotic sky, skimmed the sides of huge mud arms, and pierced the head of the Han tribe.

"Bah!"

The sharp point of the arrow pierced the head of the holy official of the Han clan, and nailed it hard!

Du Yu blinked, and the brilliance in it gradually dissipated.

"Om~" The Dry Arrow trembled slightly, it was not enough to penetrate the head of the enemy general, it was still wantonly destroying all the energy in the enemy's body.

Du Yu still stayed at the level of extermination,

Dry Arrow has already gone one step further, thinking about how to flog corpses, how to crush bones and ashes
"Heh." Du Yu let out a long breath, and the anger deep in his heart calmed down a little.

But only a little bit.

The devastated city under his feet still reminded Du Yu how many human races died tragically, and how many beast races had no bones left.

Slowly, a broken muddy hand held the body of the Han clan's holy minister and leaned towards Du Yu.

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

Du Yu flew into the palm of the mud woman, only to see that the dry arrow was still "flashing the corpse", and had no intention of advancing.

"Moo~~" Kui Chou's cow's cry exploded into the sky.

Before Du Yu came back to his senses, Kui Chou had already shattered into a demon's breath and merged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of laughter: "Haha! Have fun! Hahahahaha! Japan's Supreme Sage had a lot of fun today!"

The joys and sorrows of man and cow are not connected.

Du Yu communicated in his mind: "Thank you Kuichou Zhisheng for your help."

With a broken voice, Kui Chou shouted loudly: "In the future, if you call me out again, it should be a battlefield of this level, you know?"

Du Yu saw Suan Ni Zhisheng flying towards him, and he stretched forward with one hand to welcome Flowing Huo Zhisheng into his body.

Kuichou: "Boy, did you hear that?"

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

"Huh?" Kui Chou was stunned for a moment, and then he muttered, "If I can kill so happily every time.
It's not impossible for me to step up for that woman. "

Du Yu rolled his eyes.

The majestic and most holy queen of the imperial land has become a wife in your mouth.

What a vulgarity.

"What's the matter? I'm a rough cow, that's all." Kuichou grinned, "What the hell!"

Du Yu grinned, not knowing what to say, and his figure fell to the ground together with the most holy mud woman.

He ordered: "Mud hide!"

The extremely huge and heavy statue of the clay goddess instantly penetrated the ground and merged into the ground, which can be described as silent.

If the mud woman were to step on the ground with her feet, it would definitely cause an earthquake.By then, I do not know how many buildings will collapse.

This crumbling Asadu city can no longer withstand any wind and rain.

All the Holy Spirits that Du Yu saw possessed monster-like body enlargement skills.

For example, Kui Chou, Suan Ni, etc., their body specifications are 80 meters long and 60 meters high, and they only have specifications of nearly a thousand meters after opening a specific demon skill.

Only the clay statue is special. Its body is the size of a kilometer, and there is no such thing as getting bigger or smaller.

This also means that every tiny move of the most holy mud woman will be earth-shattering.

Under Du Yu's instruction, the clay statue slowly floated up, and Du Yu also turned to look at the sky.

There were no longer any figures of the empress of the imperial land or the sage of the sea of ​​grief, only a few people stood quietly.

In the eyes of several demon sages, Du Yu saw expressions of admiration, admiration or relief.

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

Did you win?
Maybe.

Du Yu looked around, as if he saw countless dead souls of humans and beasts floating in the ruins, looking at him from afar.

"Master." In my mind, a special voice suddenly came.

Like the sound of hunting when a flame burns.

Du Yu: "Jin?"

Ember Arrow: "Master Qing said, let you go to the sea realm."

"Sea boundary?"

"Yes."

Du Yu's body trembled slightly, as if he realized something.

Celadon,
my celadon
(End of this chapter)