Chronicles of Heaven

A beam of light rises to the sky.

Outside the city, in the boundless darkness, a tragic sorrowful voice came over: "I will come back, I will come back... Little thief, little thief, you wait, the old man will personally destroy your Nine!"

The corps of the thief is collapsing, the enormous power of his body, the avenues of understanding and integration in the long years, all the gifts from the heavens and the earth, are now feeding back the world.

He has fallen.

no doubt.

Was attacked by Wu Tie, especially the Wu Tie, who was mobilized by all the physical forces. He took the heavy whiplash and took a look at it, even if it was repaired as a specialized body several times higher than the thieves. Repairs must also fall.

However, outside the city, the mourning of the thieves was indeed heard.

Witch iron spirited a cold war, and all the gods and gods in Longchi City screamed at the same time.

A large ray of light illuminates, turning into a ray of fire and galloping away from the place where the tragic sound has just come.

Wu Tiehua became a Changhong. He reacted at the fastest speed, so he rushed to the front, rushed out of the city and rushed to the darkness outside the city. The place was only a hundred miles away from the city. The distance to the moment.

Dozens of large battleships in the Qingqiu Kingdom have reacted extremely quickly. Their hulls have come to the side slightly, and hundreds of virtual days have spewed the glare of the sun, and the mountains have been illuminated.

In the glare, a group of black smoke and a group of black inflammation are faintly visible. The shadow of a dark cloak formed by a shadow of a remnant soul is vaguely the appearance of a thief.

Behind the remnant of the thief is a small altar, which is the altar that he prayed for by some gods before he invaded Longchi City. At this moment, a delicate storage ring is suspended on the altar, and a piece of fist-sized soul crystal is continuously ejected from the ring.

The smoky smog on the altar, the crystallization of souls disappeared.

A powerful and pure spirit of the soul is back from the altar. Every time the nine souls disappear, there will be a soul crystal that will directly blend into the soul of the thief, helping his soul to grow rapidly.

Wu Tie's right hand clasped the Hanjiang sword and was waiting to attack the little altar.

Linghu Qingqing, Linghu did not confuse one left and one right, and hugged Wu Tie. The voice of Linghu Qingqing was distorted. Like the frightened little girl, the voice was depressed, and the snoring and twisting snarled toward the witch.

"An Wang, stop... The thief's body has fallen. He used the power of the gods to escape a trace of the soul. The power of the gods is helping him to restore the soul, he is making the most sacred to the gods." Devotional sacrifices......... mortal, strictly prohibited, destroying sacrifices."

The fox murmurs on the side: "Otherwise, the annihilation of the nine ethnic groups, the ancestral homes within a million miles, the chickens and dogs do not stay, the grass is not born."

Wu Tie opened his mouth.

After a while, he muttered: "We can only watch?"

Linghu Qingqing's skin twitched and looked at the little black altar. He murmured: "That is the devout altar of the Dark Soul Protoss... The Dark Soul Protoss can rank among the top ten among the gods... They, very scary."

The fox does not confuse the voice: "An Wang, listen to the old man, would rather face a hundred of the gods you can see, can really feel the pursuit of the gods, do not offend the dark soul protoss, do not offend the dark soul protoss, they The most terrible..."

"Think about it, when the relatives around you, your woman, your child, everyone around you, unconsciously, are hollowed out by the soul... there are other souls, replacing their identity, entangled in you By the side, you will play with your palm..."

"Be careful, whisper, don't alarm him." Linghu Qingqing smiled: "It's no wonder that the thieves hacked into Longchi City and entered the uninhabited territory... He actually prayed for the help of the Dark Soul Protoss. This is the protection of the shadows. What?"

The fox whispered: "Darkness, shadow, destruction, devouring, death, fear, and, sleep, dead, and the most important...the soul...this is what we have roughly figured out for so many years, the dark soul The heavens and the earth that the Protoss control...maybe, there are more, more terrible..."

Linghu Qingqing grabbed the arm of Wu Tie firmly: "Don't offend God, don't offend God, be always awe-inspiring and pious to God... especially, for some of the most powerful and scary Protoss, What are they doing, you have to obey, you have to cooperate, so..."

Linghu Qingqing finally looked back at Wu Tie: "So, it is the way to survive."

Wu Tie grew his mouth: "But, this way, the thieves fled... He killed the Chu's ancest, and he killed so many of us..."

Linghu Qingqing slammed his mouth and suddenly asked Wu Tie: "An Wang, do you think, how can you replace Sima? In those days, Sima had no worries and asked him why - why not? Then, after six thousand years, 朕Gradually take Sima’s imperial power and eventually replace it."

"Hey, look at you, you are the most powerful courtier now... So, listen to you... thieves, you want to be a thousand, when you are young, there are several cousins ​​who have a good relationship, that is, by him. The assassin of the descendants...but now, he can’t move!"

Linghu Qingqing looked at Wu Tie very seriously.

He really regarded Wu Tie as a reusable confidant, knowing that 'An Wang Huo Xiong' was born in the grassroots military, and did not understand the true secret of this world, so this is not the emperor’s respect, he is the witch himself. Iron explains many of the taboos in the world.

Wu Tie was silent, staring at the thief who was covered by the projection of the shadow guard.

"You, from Dajin to Qingqiu, how many times have you set up an ambush, want to kill the old man?" The soul of the thief is more and more clear, the spirit of the soul is fluctuating, and the strength is also about 10% of the spirit of the deity.

He smiled and looked at Wu Tie and others, and said leisurely: "Several times, the old man is still dead, but the old man is still very moist to live... Why? Because the old man is afraid of death, so be careful."

"Look, look, spend so much effort, especially this little thief, gave the old man such a big surprise, even a horror... But what? You still can't kill the old man!"

"Ah, the old man's accumulated baby in these years is enough, so that the old man's spirit can be restored to the peak state. The old man also reserves an almost perfect body, hey, after winning, he will be able to return to the gods in three or five years."

The spirit of the gods is applauding, and the thieves smile and look at Linghu Qingqing: "Qingqiu Emperor, Linghu Qingqing? Ah, the old man has suffered so much pain tonight, the loss is so heavy, and the old man will return, the old man will be from you... Do you have a prince? The old man will kill one by one from your prince and kill your immediate descendants..."

Linghu Qingqing's mouth violently twitched: "Theft of hackers, are you not afraid of revenge?"

The thieves spread their hands and hysterically laughed: "The majority of the thieves are hunting the demon in the underground. You make the fox's wastes go underground to find them desperately? Revenge? Haha, the old man is scared. Big?"

Squatting, the thief smirked with a sullen smile: "Who is the old man who is afraid of killing, than the murderer, who is the son of the old man?"

The gods shine in the sky, and thousands of ancestors of the Qingqiu Kingdom are suspended in the air, staring at the stolen hackers.

Countless people want to kill the thieves.

But no one dares to step beyond the pool.

The more a big family, the more aware of the secrets of this world, the existence of the gods, and the terribleness of the gods.

The thieves are actually here, and they have prepared such a hand, which makes Wu Tie also have nothing to do.

In the distance, the **** of the candlelight, the huge dragon boat of the great Weishen came over.

On the dragon boat, the ancestors of the great gates of the Great Weis of the Kingdom suddenly watched the suspension on a small altar. They were constantly offering sacrifices to the souls of the soul, and the thieves who slowly recovered from the sorrowful soul.

The shocked silence has been for a long time. I don’t know which ancestor of the Great Wei Kingdom screamed and shouted: "This is a good family!"

Perhaps it is the illusion that Wu Tie saw a flash of green light from the eyes of many ancestors of Dawei at this moment. The green and oily, like the hungry wolf in hungry, is very fierce.

Witch iron brows a pick, looking at the eyes of the thieves more fierce.

In the past few years, Dajin, Dawei, Dawu, the Three Kingdoms, and the souls and blood of the dead soldiers were directly collected by the gods.

The top three countries, unless they want to slaughter their own people, can they collect so many souls?

The souls of the thieves crystallization and sacrificed one piece after another, almost constantly emerging from his storage ring, these souls crystallized, obviously it is impossible for him to collect on the ground battlefield.

The only place to come is the underground world.

Those rumors of the indigenous peoples of the underground world that were stolen by the hackers.

Only there, the power of the gods could not be ravaged through the thick rock formations, they could not collect the souls of the dead, and could not refine the soul.

Therefore, when the Wu Tie participated in the battle on the ground, I saw the high-level singularity of Fuxi Shenguo, sneaking the scene of the soul crystal and the gods trading...

The thieves are sure to be the soul of the soul collected in the underground world.

How many people are going to kill such a piece of soul? Wu Tie clenched his fists and stared at the crystals of the soul that disappeared on the altar.

It is said that the thieves killed tens of millions of creatures underground. The eyeliner seems to be more than just the number.

How many years have you been a thief? At least tens of thousands of years.

In the repair of his god's vision, he killed the indigenous people in the underground... Wu Tie recalled that when he was young, a small settlement like Wujia Shibao, such a weak and small existence, the thieves were afraid of a heart The soul impact of his pure soul is enough to kill thousands of creatures from the Wujia Stone Fort.

In order to let go of the power of the gods and gods, one day and one night, within a million miles, hundreds of millions of souls will be slaughtered by him.

So many souls crystallize!

The sparkling, heavy, like the horror of the souls of countless souls gathered in the soul.

Wu Tie died biting his teeth.

The gums are cracked and blood is bleeding.

The mouth is full of **** smell, so Wu Tie wants to kill the **** smell.

However, Linghu Qingqing and Linghu are not confusing to grasp the hands of Wu Tie, so that the fox will be ruined, and the fox will not be confused, but the strong man of the dynasty is caught by his hand, and Wu Tie is hard to get rid of.

Devotional sacrifices and sacrifices to the gods are not to be destroyed.

If Wu Tie is rushing to the current thieves, then the revenge of the Dark Soul Protoss is not only directed at the Wu and Iron, but will directly be directed at the people in the Wu Tiefeng, even those in the neighboring state of the Witch Seal. All unrelated people will be madly retaliated by the Dark Soul.

Therefore, Linghu Qingqing and Linghu do not confuse the Wu Iron Star very tightly, lest this heart is hot, but do not know that the tall and thick little guys collided with the gods.

Witch iron helpless, he glanced at the thief, and sneaked at the huge dragon boat across the hundred miles.

This dragon boat, according to the previous fox, did not confuse Wu Tie, not only because its own weight is extremely large, resulting in extremely slow speed, it also has a fatal flaw, that is, the defensive array and excessive prohibition in the hull Too complicated and overcrowded.

The Yuan Neng melting pot in this dragon boat is difficult to provide enough forward power for the dragon boat, let alone provide enough power for these defensive formations.

Therefore, this dragon boat, unless there is a **** in the Ming Dynasty, it is equivalent to no defense.

It seems to have a defensive array of shelters... In fact, the thin layer of light curtains is almost a blow, which is not a secret in the high-level three countries.

Wu Tie whispered: "Your Majesty, the thieves have assassinated the Chujiang ancestors, are we not dead?"

Linghu Qingqing noodles are not moving, the mouth is not seeing the slightest creep, a clear words have entered the witch iron ear: "What is the idea of ​​Ai Qing? Now the situation, of course, is not dead, they kill the dear, this is not dead end The situation... just, it’s not allowed to shoot the thieves... otherwise it’s a big disaster.”

Wu Tie smiled and nodded. He suddenly bit his teeth and sneered at the thief: "Theft of the hacker, the old is not a thief, you dare to dare to assassinate the king... This king will not die with you..."

Wu Tie was screaming at the thief, but behind him a flash of light flashed out of his neck and gave him an arm. The '唰' grew to the length of a hundred miles, which was unexpected and detained. Sitting in the middle of the dragon boat in the middle of the throne, Xiahou Luming.

When Wu Tie’s arm grows out from behind the neck, it is just the length and length of an ordinary person’s arm. After extending a hundred miles, his slap has become a few squares. He slaps Xiahou Luming in his hand and then slams it hard.

At the moment, Wu Tie, his condensed avenue body is terrible.

Just grab it and listen to '咔咔咔' for a while. The secrets of Xiahou Luming’s dozens of layers of sudden explosions were smashed by Wu Tie, and then Xia Hou Luming screamed, and the Emperor Wei Wei, hard and healthy. With so many faces of the great Wei gods and ancestors, in the presence of countless people from both countries, they were smashed by Wu Tie.

Everyone is stunned.

Hardly no one can speak.

Especially on the Wei Wei side, they watched, watching Wu Tie slowly take the arm of the magical change back.

Even with it, Wu Tie will spread the country's sacred country, and the patriarchal jade that has been placed at the hand of Xiahou Luming has also caught it.

Grabbing the whip, the Wu Tie and the whip will smash the great Wei of the Wei.

In case, this is another treasure that is similar to the safari in the hands of Sima Yi? Still broken, let the gods whip up the safety.

When the scene was silent, there was probably a small half-tea time. Suddenly, a hysterical scream came from the dragon boat. More than 30 of the Xiahou’s royalties that released the horror of the horror of the gods turned into a big group of gods, crazy toward Witch iron killed here.

Later, the small ancestors of the Wei Wei side moved at the same time.