"Every blade of grass, every tree, every grain of sand and every stone." Du Yu murmured.
He was lying limply on the ground, covered by a long floral skirt, and the surroundings were pitch black.
But he had no intention of looking out from under the skirt and looking at the world, because he was everywhere at this moment!
"It's so hot." Du Yu closed his eyes and clenched his fists.
Endless demonic aura and wisps of demonic soul were released, passing through all things in the world and sensing everything around them.
The soft petals on a long skirt, the cracks on the scorched earth.
There was the terrifying sky fire falling from the night sky, and the countless mountain fire sword spirits.
Shanhuodao is so sad.
Why
Why am I sad too
Du Yu suddenly realized that he could empathize with the experiences of all living beings in the world.
At this moment, the so-called empathy ability is infinitely elevated!
It turns out that Shanhuodao is not just angry, it should be called "sadness and indignation".
Wrapped in the raging rage is endless misery and sadness.
Du Yu had always used a God's perspective to observe the meridians and acupuncture points in his body. At this moment, for the first time, he looked at the external environment and the area on the top of the mountain from a God's perspective.
Shanhuodao, Qingshi, Rose Jiangling, Linchuan, and 17 soldiers sitting on the ground.
Endless mountain fire sword spirits tear apart the sky fire!
It also tore the huge fireball into bundles of flames.
The fire line was like a meteor shower, smashing deep pits one after another in the scorched earth, sending countless sand and rocks flying, and the sound of explosions was endless.
The rain of fire fell on Shanhuodao's body, causing bursts of buzzing sounds.
It fell on Yang Qingqing's head and she caught it with one hand, deliberately bringing disaster upon herself.
The first round of heavenly fire turned into rain of fire, and after bombarding for a long time, it finally gradually stopped.
"Hua La La" the long skirt with flower leaves fluttered, and the flower stems wrapped around Du Yu's body.
He rolled up along the long skirt that cascaded down like a waterfall until Rose Jiangling was above his head.
From Du Yu's God's perspective, Yang Qingqing had already become a fire man, and she stretched out her hand towards him.
Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu, who had his eyes closed, and said softly, "Come."
She knew that, at least at the moment of promotion, Du Yu could clearly perceive everything around him.
Du Yu had no doubts and raised his hand to hold the woman's burning palm.
In an instant, the fire in the woman's body seemed to have found an outlet and rushed towards Du Yu frantically.
The demon's battle robe suddenly began to show cracks, and the sounds of shattering continued one after another.
Yang Qingqing suddenly pushed Du Yu's palm away, leaving half of the fire on her body and giving the other half to her disciples.
She began: "Accept it, absorb it, and become it."
"Kachcha!"
Du Yujin followed his master's orders and decisively cut off the supply of demonic energy, and his battle robe shattered into pieces!
His grey sportswear instantly caught fire and his clothes gradually turned black.
Du Yu never had the slightest doubt about Master Qing's words, even when he was burned in extreme pain, as if every inch of his skin was being torn apart.
"Um, um" Du Yu gritted his teeth, but he couldn't stop the painful groaning.
Yang Qingqing looked at the suffering Du Yu and said softly, “The sky fire is your calamity, it is trying to burn your demon soul.
But now, the sky fire was torn into threads by the sword spirit, and the intensity was adjusted by me.
"Now that the fire has fallen on you, it is not only a disaster, but also an opportunity. Hmm?"
Yang Qingqing's eyes widened slightly. The fire on Du Yu's body suddenly disappeared
To be exact, the flame was integrated into Du Yu's body!
Yang Qingqing originally thought that it would take her disciple a very long time to accept, absorb and integrate the heavenly fire in order to temper his demon soul.
However, she didn't expect that it only took Du Yu a word to integrate the Heavenly Fire into his bones!
"Heh." Yang Qingqing couldn't help but shook her head and smiled.
Is this the talent of the first paper crane disciple
Slowly, Yang Qingqing raised her hand again.
Du Yu still had his eyes closed, but he understood what she meant and raised his hand to hold the woman's hand.
“Huh~”
Endless flames spread out, flowing along the hands of the two people, from Yang Qingqing's body to Du Yu.
The fire on Yang Qingqing's face gradually dissipated, revealing her delicate face with an expression full of admiration.
"Oh~ The heavenly fire is coming again!" Inside Du Yu's body, the little Fen Yang welcomed the incoming flames and dived into it.
This heavenly fire caused by the wrath of God was supposed to burn Du Yu's soul.
But after entering Du Yu's body, it became Xiao Fen Yang's "bubble bath".
She soared freely in it, greedily enjoying the purest fire between heaven and earth.
After some enjoyment, the mysterious black-gold bird carried the heavenly fire and roamed around in Du Yu's body, tempering his body. It went around in circles and finally reached the Yutang acupoint.
Little Du Yu was already trapped in a sea of fire, and the lines of his illusory body were burned red. At this moment, the sky fire came again.
"Little Du Yu, come out quickly~" Little Fen Yang cheered excitedly and flew around little Du Yu, leaving endless flames.
"Buzz!!!" The mountain fire knife suddenly made a buzzing sound, shaking the earth!
In the night sky filled with a sea of fire, fire fell from the sky again, not just one ball, but three balls.
Yang Qingqing subconsciously pressed down her hand and took Du Yu into the body of the Rose General Spirit.
Then she raised her hand slightly, and Du Yu's figure emerged from among the flowers and leaves again.
Yang Qingqing pursed her dry lips. She realized that her disciple was not that fragile. On the contrary, Du Yu's adaptability far exceeded that of ordinary demon masters!
She looked up at the punishment from heaven and whispered, "Do you want more?"
Du Yu nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Yang Qingqing showed a faint smile on her face.
The more horrific the natural disaster or the more terrifying the catastrophe, the more elegant her faint smile appears.
The holy flowers growing among the ruins are always breathtakingly beautiful.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The dense mountain fire sword spirits tore the sky fire into a meteor shower.
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 madly.
"call!"
"Whoosh!" Fire from heaven descended, and Yang Qingqing and Rose's spirits were instantly ignited. They were quickly taken into the bodies of the master and the pet to nourish their bodies.
Du Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, was finally held by the immortal master's hand in the continuous shower of meteors and fire, and half of his body was given fire.
But this time, there was no flame on Du Yu's body
The heavenly fire left Yang Qingqing's hand and directly merged into Du Yu's body!
The supreme calamity that was unique to Du Yu, under the continuous protection and filtering of Shanhuo Dao and Yang Qingqing, turned into nutrients, tempering Du Yu's body, bones, demon soul, and everything else.
“Huh~”
Two circles of fire suddenly spread out!
One after the other, the time between them was less than 1 second.
Has the Firefly Doll advanced to the Heavenly 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 Xiao Youying has been accompanying him, following him closely and keeping pace with him.
Du Yu's mind moved, and the demon spirits that spread across the world had already sent back some information.
Although Xiao Youying is in the acupuncture point home, the demon soul is like Du Yu's eyes and hands. It holds the little guy in its arms and explores everything about it.
"Du Yu! Du Yu! Du Yu!"
Du Yu was stunned.
Is this Xiao Youying’s voice
All this time, Xiao Youying was waving the torch and celebrating, "Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Today, Du Yu has possessed the evil spirit, and only then does he realize it.
It turns out that every time Xiao Youying cheered and celebrated, she was shouting my name.
The skyfire is still falling.
That night, the sky above Shanhuodao was filled with a sea of fire and heavy rain of fire.
One night is not enough.
This catastrophe lasted for seven full days.
The top of the mountain was already surrounded by demon fighters who had come here for the fame. There were three layers of them inside and outside the mountain, and there were also a large number of soldiers maintaining order.
When the hole in the sky gradually disappeared, even someone as strong as Yang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
When ordinary demon masters gather demon spirits, they don't get such treatment. The heavenly punishment usually lasts for 3 to 5 days, which is about it.
Either the demon fighter dies, or the heavenly punishment is accomplished and the demon fighter retreats.
If the heavenly punishment fails to conquer the enemy after a long period of time, the wrath will gradually dissipate.
Why did Du Yu’s calamity last so long
"Heh" Yang Qingqing sighed deeply, looking at Du Yu who was staggering beside her. She stretched out a vine with one hand and wrapped him in a cocoon of leaves.
Indeed, Du Yu should seek protection from the immortal master.
Yang Qingqing should also bring Du Yu to Shanhuodao to seek the protection of the magic weapon.
If not for this, this first Paper Crane disciple might not be able to survive this disaster, but would completely perish and die without a complete body.
Seven days ago, Du Yu advanced to the peak stage of Demon Tamer, which means that his condition was fully restored at that moment.
But seven days later, Du Yu was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
The heavenly fire was tempering Du Yu, but also destroying everything he had.
This intensity of torture, the double torture on the physical and spiritual levels, was something Du Yu had never experienced before.
His life was also handed over to Yang Qingqing early on.
Du Yu has lost the ability to think about whether he can survive.
"Aunt, I, I." Lin Chuan stepped forward, his words were strained and his body was extremely stiff.
Yang Qingqing was also exhausted physically and mentally. She looked at Lin Chuan's figure and took a few seconds to realize what had happened.
She said softly, "Just sit there and meditate. I'll go talk to the Mountain Fire Knife and ask it not to drive you away for the time being."
Lin Chuan looked embarrassed and stammered, "I can't bear it anymore, aunt. I have to go back and take a rest. My life is important. Can you please take a look?"
Yang Qingqing stared at Lin Chuan silently for a while without responding, then turned and walked towards Shanhuodao.
Lin Chuan staggered to the leaf cocoon that wrapped Du Yu, held the leaf ball with one hand, and slowly slid down.
"Buzz"
The Mountain Fire Knife trembled slightly, as if it was very satisfied with this catastrophe, and the anger in its body temporarily dissipated a little.
Amid the raging flames, Yang Qingqing stepped forward to the mountain fire knife.
She leaned forward and gently pressed her forehead against the hot blade.
"Thank you for your shelter, Shanhuo." Yang Qingqing murmured.
“Buzz.”
"Thank you for everything you have done for me. I still remember our agreement."
Dozens of seconds later, Yang Qingqing walked out of the fire.
Lin Chuan looked at the woman who walked out slowly, and couldn't help but blinked hard, and said hurriedly: "Xiao, Auntie."
Yang Qingqing: "Just sit there and meditate, practice."
Lin Chuan looked anxious: "Auntie."
Yang Qingqing glanced at Lin Chuan calmly: "I have told Shanhuodao 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, expressing his gratitude to Yang Qingqing beyond words.
She was right. Not everyone had the opportunity to advance. For this reason, she specifically asked Shan Huo Dao for mercy. But the problem was...
Lin Chuan raised his hand and pointed at the woman's forehead: "Thread, the contract thread."
"Huh?" Yang Qingqing stopped and her reaction was indeed a beat slow as she was in extremely bad condition.
She wiped her forehead with her left hand, and her fingers seemed to touch something, and a thin silk thread was pinched between her fingers.
Yang Qingqing stared blankly for a long time before she turned her head slightly and looked behind her along the thin thread of flame.
I saw this faint thread extending all the way until it reached the raging fire.
(End of this chapter)
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