Chronicles of Heaven

It seems that it is deliberately adding psychological pressure to Wu Tie, deliberately tormenting Wu Tie.

Zhu Zixi walked slowly and step by step.

He deliberately put his foot on the footsteps, and the dull footsteps sounded slowly, and he screamed at the heart of the witch.

Witch iron body twitched.

The flesh was torn, and the body was ragged as if it were a rotten pocket.

But the essence is still there.

Powerful life energy flows through the bones, and the heat in the bone marrow is turbulent. The new, densely populated plasma continues to grow from the bone marrow and blends into the body.

The torn flesh is slowly healing.

There was a lot of blood on the body, but the white egg lying on the chest flickered, and the blood of the whole body of the witch and iron continued to flow, and was slowly absorbed by the white egg.

When Zhu Zixi walked out two or three hundred meters, Wu Ting's whole body wound had already been closed, and no new blood was flowing out.

The flesh and blood on his face looked terrible, but it was actually no problem.

Just a heavy blow to Zhu Zixi just caused a very heavy injury to Wu Tie's flesh. His trauma to the whole body and bones was minimal.

In particular, the skeleton of Wu Tie, which absorbs so many strange material essences, is more rigid and more resilient than Baijing Steel.

Zhu Zixi’s attack was heavy, and he did not think about a trick to defeat Wu Wu. This hit on the ordinary person, the whole body bones must have been shattered, but the bones of Wu Tie are hard and tough, and there is no harm at all.

Hearing the footsteps and continually approaching, Wu Tie’s right hand and five fingers jerked the white tiger crack.

Just after the empty mana, after a period of rest, the heavens and the earth can continue to absorb, the eyebrows have been hoarding a group of thumb-sized golden light.

It seems that "Yuan Shi Jing" also understands that Wu Tie is at a critical juncture. This time, the magical power of Wu Tie's emergency recovery has not been broken into light spots and integrated into the whole body, but it is a well-behaved hoard in the eyebrows.

The white tiger cracked slightly, and a cold and ruthless sand field blew out of the gun and ran through the arms of Wu Tie.

There are countless screams of madness from the sorcerer's ear, and the earth-shattering shouting is full of passion and passion, which leads to the tempering of the whole body.

All the spirits of the spirit are concentrated on the right hand white tiger crack, Wu Tie is ready for a desperate blow.

Zhu Zixi step by step approach, he calmly looked at Wu Tie, twinkling **** eyes staring at the wind and clouds hanging on the Wu iron belt.

"Small animals, you dare to kill this sect... Hey, this seat must make you a life and death dilemma... There seems to be a lot of treasures on your body, especially this long scorpion is quite a bit of a mystery, just let Take it to your body."

Zhu Zixi smiled very well, and he was so murderous and full of laughter, giving him a strong sense of violation.

"The power of this teaching is strong, and there are countless treasures. It is just that the secrets of this teaching are multi-killing and killing... I don't like to kill and shed blood. Those secret treasures don't like her. But this is what it is, and it is her heart."

After a few laughs, Zhu Zixi’s gaze fell on the chest of Wu and iron, and fell into the Qiankun bag wrapped in metal filaments separated by his protective mirror.

"The flames are three, you are in your hands, are you? Oh, Jia Zhengfeng’s Qiankun bag... It’s a waste."

Zhu Zixi slowly approached step by step, and Wu Wu took a long deep breath.

Another benefit of the Yuanshijing is revealed.

Although it is slow to cultivate, it means that its breakthrough in the realm of cultivation requires a solid accumulation, and it needs to lay a very solid foundation.

But in terms of speed and efficiency of cultivation, the efficiency of the Yuanshijing is really terrible.

It is manifested in Wu Tie, that is, his recovery speed is very fast, and his mana recovery speed is even faster than the physical injury.

Zhu Zixi walked from a few miles away to a short distance of less than a hundred meters in front of Wu Tie. The wound on Wu Tie meat recovered more than half, and his mana that had been hoarded has been restored to about 70% of the peak.

Almost every deep breath, the world of heaven and earth can recover about 10% of the peak mana.

Wu Tie was shocked by the efficiency of the "Yuan Shi Jing", but he still showed his lifelessness. It was like a dead man inlaid in a stone pillar. His right hand was holding a white tiger crack, and the whole body was ready to go.

Suddenly, the eyebrows blasted.

Numerous golden dots circling and flying, quickly integrated into the wounds of Wu Tie's body.

Especially his eyes, before the heavy blow of Zhu Zixi almost blasted the capillaries of Wu Tie's eyes, and the eyes were bright red, and they could not see any scene at all.

With the integration of golden light, the eyes of Wu Ting's swollen and painful eyes were cool, the blood color quickly dissipated, and his eyes returned to sight.

He clearly looked at Zhu Zixi step by step, watching his eyes staring straight at his waist.

Wu Tie died and bit his teeth and picked up his eyes.

The invisible force field is shrouded in the range of three meters around, and the bones are slightly hot. The whole body is like a volcano ready to go, waiting for the moment of the explosion.

A horror master on the top of the building.

Wu Tie also does not know if he has the hope of getting a little bit better.

He just kept communicating with the white tiger, and the roar of countless warriors turned into a thunder in his mind, and even more earth-shattering tigers continued to ring.

A tragic white light flashed in front of Wu Tie.

Every white light is a white tiger crack, and it is a white tiger crack that is doing its best to move forward.

Every white light is full of infinite murder, full of infinite ambiguity, the brave atmosphere of going forward and **** in the end, constantly piled up in the heart of Wu Tie.

He felt the slight tremor of the white tiger crack and felt that a fierce force in the white tiger crack was waking up.

Zhu Zixi is like apricot flower in the spring rain, carrying a wooden stick, wearing a raft, with a little yellow dog, the old master, with a faint smile, easy and happy step by step approach.

Hundred meters, fifty ... thirty ... ten meters...

A tiger cub was sent out from the witch iron chest. He had a blood stasis in the chest for a long time and it was blown out into a black blood mist.

Blood atomization flashed for a sly tiger's head and then exploded.

Wu Tie's left hand and the two-legged squat on the stone pillar smashed and slammed, and a million pounds of giant force burst into flames. The whole stone pillar with a thickness of more than ten meters and up to nearly a kilometer collapsed.

Wu Tie's right hand clenched the white tiger's crack, and the 嗷 的 的 吟 吟 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白 白

"With the child ... with the same enemy!" Wu Tie screamed loudly, the body is full of vitality and the perfect harmony of the sand field, the integration of the water and milk into the white tiger crack.

The sky is full of anger, but the hall is coming.

Just as the country of Wancheng has opened up an upright military army, such as the forest, the chariot is like a mountain, and the mighty army has rushed over the sea.

At the moment when Wu Tie shot, the blood of Zhu Zixi’s body was suddenly collapsed inward.

That feeling, like a thousand-year-old evil spirit, suddenly heard a thunder.

Even if the thunder is very far away, even if the Thunder is very weak, it is the nemesis of the old evil spirits in the innate world. You must not be shocked, but you must not be afraid.

Zhu Zixi’s heart, a smile, was chilling.

He slammed his eyes and looked at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie's cultivation is clearly low, but it gives him such a terrible sense of threat.

"Small animals...dead!" Zhu Zixi instantly threw away all the thoughts of torture and hospitality, and he immediately decided that he must die.

With a wave of his right hand, a smear of blood spurted out from his fingertips, turning a six-foot blood sword, and heading down to the hands of Wu Tie.

This attack, Zhu Zixi is very able to see Wu Tie, he used the power to easily kill ordinary high-level real estate masters.

The whole mana of Wu Tie was burned, and the golden stream of light continued to inject white tiger cracks.

A low tiger whistling sound came from the white tiger.

Zhu Zixi's fingertips **** sword suddenly scattered, six-footed blood sword inexplicably cracked eight inches in length.

When the white tiger smashed into the blood sword, he heard a loud noise, and the blood sword exploded into a **** fog.

All the flesh and blood of Wu Tie's right arm blasted, and the horrible anti-shock force completely smashed his right arm flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton with a dark and faint light to grasp the white tiger's crack.

When the giant force hit, Wu Tie turned back and forth.

In the sound of ‘噗嗤’, the white tiger spurted a faint white light on the tip of the gun, tearing open the **** fog around Zhu Zixi, and rubbing his cheeks with danger and danger.

Zhu Zixi was well maintained, just like the jade on the cheeks of the jade. The flesh and blood of the three fingers wide, one finger deep and three inches long disappeared.

The wound was as clean as a mirror, and at first there was no blood oozing out.

After a full breathing time, Zhu Zixi’s blood was like a spring, and the pain suddenly came.

Zhu Zixi's incredible hand was wiped on his face, and a large piece of blood stained his palm. The pain caused him to scream and scream.

He was incredulously watched for being smashed back dozens of steps, almost smashing the witch iron that fell to the ground, and the body could not help but squat.

The eternal life of the pool, the elders of the longevity of the church... was actually hurt by the later generations such as Wu Tie.

The injury is not heavy, but where is the face of Zhu Zixi?

"Small animals... this seat is going to break you!"

Zhu Zixi was finally serious. He suddenly understood that the witch iron in front of him was not the kind of wilderness of the wilderness he had seen before. It was not the ants that he could crush at any time, but the one that was infinitely weird and worthy of his treatment. Heterogeneous!

A large **** fog rose, and the wound on Zhu Zixi's face was wrapped in a thick **** fog.

He put his hands forward a little, and the nails on the fingers were suddenly popped up more than a foot long.

Ten long nails are like ten short swords. Zhu Zixi is covered in blood, and he flies over to Wu Wu. "Small animals, this seat has broken you a little bit..."

Wu Tie’s right arm was like a spring, and he held the white tiger crack in his death, and the wolverine retreated backwards at full speed.

Just a blow has exhausted all his spirits, the whole body is very painful, and his strength can only be mentioned a little bit.

He can no longer resist Zhu Zixi, he can only use all his strength to escape...

However, Wu Tie also understands that his current state cannot escape.

Zhu Zixi fluttered several times faster than the two longevity masters. He almost went to the front of Wu Tie in a flash. With a gentle wave of his hands, ten tiny bloodstains were wiped on Wu Tie. .

He really wants to break the witch iron.

Ten **** light wiped the body of Wu Tie, and he was ten and a half feet long and thin and thin.

In the ten wounds, some blood beads ooze out. Wu Tie has not felt the pain of these ten wounds. Zhu Zixi’s hands waved repeatedly, and the sharp nails cut through the body of Wu Tie.

In the sound of ‘嗤嗤’, a very thin, extremely thin flesh flew out of Wu Tie.

Wu iron whispered, he finally felt the sting of the body, and saw his own thin flesh fluttering in the wind.

Zhu Zixi deliberately rolled up the wind, holding these thin flesh around the witch iron, like a small snake circling in the air.

This scene is extremely violent, and it has caused a great psychological panic to Wu Tie.

It’s really awkward to break the witch iron.

Wu Tiezhen, he barely handed the white tiger to the left hand, and then another shot.

Zhu Zixi’s body swayed and easily avoided the attack of Wu Tie.

After he got around Wu Tie, the fingers were lightly stroked, and hundreds of extremely fine blood marks appeared behind the witch iron.

"Small animals, pain? Are you afraid? Hey, this is just beginning, just getting started!"

"This seat must break you up, will you..."

Zhu Zixi was roaring, not far from the shadow, and suddenly a piercing sound broke.

A piece of heavy metal plate shining with black light flew in the air, and ‘咚咚’ was inserted into the ground with sound, just tying Wu Tie and Zhu Zixi in the middle.

There are a total of 108 pieces in the fingertips, a metal plate with a height of more than ten meters, a width of a meter, and a thickness of one foot and two inches. The black plates of the lacquered metal plate are mad and turbulent, accompanied by deafening Thunder, a chain of one hundred and eight thumb thicknesses ejected from the metal plate.

The electric light on these chains scrolls like a snake to Zhu Zixi.

Zhu Zixi snorted and waved his hands, smashing a chain of chains.

A dull blow broke out, and dozens of human-sized olive-shaped metal **** spewed out of the shadow.

These metal **** squirmed rapidly. When they landed, they had become dozens of heights five meters away, with long arms and legs, and the arms were like metal skulls that were almost dragged to the ground.

These facets are smooth, and only two blood-stained eyes flashing in the faint metal slammed into Zhu Zixi without saying a word.

They waved their arms quickly, and the red swords that were hot in the sky were intertwined into a large net, and Zhu Zixi was covered in it.

An extremely long, flexible whip in the oblique spurt flew silently and entangled in the waist of Wu Tie.

A strong attack, Wu Tie felt a move, did not resist, let this giant force pull him up, vacated to the shadow of the distance.

Zhu Zixi was entangled in a large array of metal plaques and metal plates. He was so troubled at one time.

The Wu iron bullets were pulled into the shadows, and then the shadows squirmed, and there was a whirl around. The front of the witch was black, and the wounds in the body suddenly fainted.