Hundreds of crows that had not had time to escape had been burned to death, and the eggs they guarded were scorched by the black flames and crackled, but some of them had changed.

The surface of these crow eggs emitted a crimson glow, like a little spark, which was extremely noticeable in the black flames.

Yu Dao stared at this scene, frowning slightly. Qingque'er looked at it and said with some hesitation: "Are these eggs about to hatch?"

Hearing what Qingque'er said, Yu Dao was stunned.

The flames burned more and more, and the tongues of fire swirled around the cliff wall, spreading rapidly. The raven's feathers were burned, the blood was burned, and the musculoskeletal was burned to ashes, all of which merged into the black flames that permeated the entire burned cliff.

Nearly 10,000 crow eggs have been swallowed up by black smoke, and the flames at the scene are surging, like a lake of fire, sparkling with waves.

"Click!" a crisp eggshell cracking sound sounded in the lake of fire, and a young crow burst out of its shell, dressed in sparse gray feathers and red eyes, like two blood jades.

"It's really hatched!" Qingque'er covered her small mouth and looked at the scene in front of her in amazement.

Under the scorching of the black flames, these crow eggs were still able to hatch.

But before the hatchling crow could cry, it was licked by the flames around it, and with a thud it turned into a small fireball, and it was burned like a crow monster.

The red light on the surface of other crow eggs is also becoming more and more vigorous, and there is a tendency to hatch.

Yu Dao looked at this scene, his eyes sank, and he said to Qingque'er, "You go back to the gourd first."

"Huh?" Qingque'er only had time to make a puzzled sound, and was put into the gourd by Yu Dao.

Looking at the nearly a thousand crow eggs in the sea of fire that had a tendency to hatch, Yu Dao's eyes thought for a moment and paced over.

Many birds have a great sense of closeness to an animal they see after birth, and Yu Dao took this into account by putting the green finch into the gourd.

These crow eggs are so miraculous, and when they hatch, the resulting crows must be extraordinary. Yu Dao is not like letting these crows recognize the green finch as their father.

Yu Dao waited quietly, the sound of eggshell cracking kept ringing, and the young crows were burned to death by the black flame, and the flesh and bones were all turned into ashes, turning into nourishment for the black flame.

For a while, the black flame burned, and it didn't even decline at all, but burned more and more.

"Dumb!" a crow's cry rang out suddenly, shattering the peace of the lake of fire.

At the same time, another cry rang out, another, another...... One after another, hundreds of young crows crowed in the black flames.

As soon as the cry sounded, the black flame seemed to have been hit, and its arrogance lowered and became sluggish.

On the other hand, the newly broken crows stood in the middle of the lake of fire and cried like thunderbolts.

"Dumb dumb!"

The other crows on the cliff of Manado all watched this scene quietly, and none of them dared to cry.

For a moment, only the sound of young crows sounded on the entire cliff wall.

The cliff wall was swept in time and space, and a thick layer of ash was spread on the ground, and the ashes were white bones, crow monsters, young crows, and crow eggs......

When the lake of fire receded and the black flame was extinguished, only more than 200 young crows remained at the scene, and all the others were burned to death and burned to ashes.

The flames on the young crows had not yet been extinguished, and they flickered under the night sky as if the stars had fallen from the sky.

It wasn't until the feathers of each young crow had been burned off that the flames were completely extinguished.

Yu Dao walked into the ashes and quietly looked at the newly hatched crows. All the young crows turned their heads to stare at him, silent.

The young crows' eyes were so red that they seemed to have a flame burning within, and they were bare, without half a feather.

"Dumb dumb!" stared at Yu Dao for a long time, and the young crows looked at Yu Dao and cried out one after another.

Just as Yu Dao thought it was about to end, the crow crow that had finished crying suddenly rushed towards the other crows, and the two immediately tore and pecked together.

Suddenly, the wails continued.

Drops of blood fell, splattering the ashes.

Yu Dao was slightly stunned, thought about it, and didn't stop it after all.

Under the tearing of the beak and claws, more than half of the young crows fell, and the young crows still standing, each with the life of another young crow on their hands. After killing each other, they immediately begin to peck at each other's corpses.

After pecking, these young crows grew black and red feathers, although sparse, but extremely strange, like the black flame that had just burned.

"Dumb dumb!" the young crows cried, "ahem...... their cries were unpleasant, as if they were coughing.

But as they coughed, they suddenly coughed up black gas from their mouths. Coughing as they continued, a trail of black fire coming out of their mouths.

Seeing this scene, Yu Dao was slightly happy in his heart, "It's really a strange bird." ”

After coughing up the black fire, one by one the crows gathered in Yudao, opened their mouths wide, and waited to be fed.

Yu Dao lowered his head and counted slightly.

Of the tens of thousands of crow eggs, only one hundred and eight young crows survived at this time, which is a secret number of heaven and earth. However, these one hundred and eight crows are all miraculous, can spit black fire, and their potential is far beyond ordinary crows.

Yu Dao thought of the black flame on the crow monster's body, and thought in his heart: "Maybe the crow monster was born like this?"

One hundred and eight young crows gathered around Yu Dao, and they kept calling dumbly, reminding Yu Dao of the chickens and ducklings he had raised before. He looked at the young crows who were close to him, and with interest in his eyes, he crouched down and stroked them.

The feathers on the young crows, though sparse but shiny, fluttered quickly, their feathers flashing, as if rubbing a little spark.

"Quack!" suddenly heard the cries of crows all around.

Large crows rose from the top of the cliff and flew towards the rest of the road. Immediately, a flock of black cloud-like crows gathered on Yu Dao's head, and Dao Dao's fierce gaze pierced him.

"Dumb!" the young crows saw that Yu Dao was surrounded, and they did not appreciate the feelings of their kindred at all, and raised their heads to cry at the crow flock. Their blood-red eyes stared at the blackened crow flock, stiffening the movements of the large crows.

However, there are tens of thousands of crows flying in the sky, and even if this group of young crows is born, they will spit fire, which is extremely miraculous, and they cannot command tens of thousands of crows.

"Quack!" The largest crows, with a faint demonic aura on their bodies, cried out, and they ordered the other crows to snatch the newly hatched crows.

"Dumb dumb!" the one hundred and eight young crows also responded without showing weakness.

Yu Dao frowned, he glanced up at the crow flock above, then stroked a young crow, and said, "Hungry, I'll get you something to eat." ”

"Dumb!" the young crow looked at Yu Dao with a smart look in his eyes.

Yu Dao straightened up and looked up at the crows flying overhead. He carried his hands behind his back, and the strong wind blew on him, causing the hem of his garment to fly.

"If you don't want to go, then stay. ”

Black light and millilight all emerge from the gourd, and the folds shine.