Chronicles of Heaven

Before, Wu Tie relied on the whip and could entangle with the six Xuan Ming ancestors.

Today, just in the face of a rushing Xuan Ming ancestor, Wu Tie naturally let go of his hands and feet.

Do not use too early, do not use other magical secrets, Wu Tie casts the heavens and the three-headed six-armed magical power, turns into a giant with a thousand feet, waving a fist to the other side is a slam.

Xuan Ming is also a vein of the Wu people.

The flesh is tyrannical, naturally intimate with the cold and mysterious atmosphere between the heavens and the earth, cultivated to the extreme depths, and can freeze the heavens and the earth with chill.

In the age of Taikoo mythology, it was once inferred that the blood of the Witch is the true Pangu remains, a weak version of the sage of the saints who opened up the heavens.

Witch iron is also good, the eyes of the mysterious ancestors are also good, both of them can be called the extremely weak version of the Pangu saint's body, the two fists to the feet, hard hit hard hard hit, straight shocked to shake the mountain, The frozen land does not break open a deep crack.

Everybody of Xuan Ming’s ancestors blasted out, and all of them had terrible coldness, pulling out traces of ice crystals visible in the air.

Witch iron is a **** flame in the whole body. He punches out and punches a trail of flames in the air. The two men’s heavy punches collided in the air, and the ice and fire were violent, and there was a large piece of electric light thunder splashing out, and the air was swayed.

Wu Tie and his opponents are hard to beat here. There is really no technical content, and the magical changes are not bright.

On the side of the martial arts, the first time in his life and the strong enemy, the performance is extremely brilliant.

Seeing a thunder in the air, the film, each afterimage is a flash, and ordinary people can't see where the body of Wu Le is. A thunderous splash of long cockroaches made a deafening roar, madly stabbed in the Xuan Ming ancestors, and hit the ice armor, and the ancestors of Xuan Ming were flashing in the electric light, constantly making a huge cry.

That is to say, the ancestors of Xuan Ming are the same as the Wu people. The flesh is extraordinarily strong, and the long cymbals of the martial arts are stabbed on each other, and they can only get three feet of meat.

Switching to an ordinary person, three feet into the meat, is already a fatal injury.

However, in the face of the height of more than 900 feet of Xuan Ming's ancestors, this injury is nothing but a fur.

Every inch of flesh and blood of Xuan Ming's ancestors is filled with terrible freezing air. These layers of frozen air are accumulated together, just as there are countless layers of soft armor in the body. The infinite number of years of frozen gas quenching, even forging their bodies more than a million years of icebergs.

Every time Wu Bule hits the other side, he feels that his long cockroaches seem to be poked on the iron scorpion, and the earthquake resistance is extremely strong.

Between the fingers, the Thunder long scorpion hit tens of thousands of hits on the opponent, but the damage to the opponent was not serious. The horrible freezing air played a great role in the transmission of lightning. The thunder on the long raft could not Invade the inside of the other body.

羲 乐 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长

The long scorpion in the hand swayed into the wind and turned into three general Lei Guang long squats. The six arms clenched the long cymbals, and the strength and frequency of the attack suddenly increased by a hundred times.

Just beside the ancestors of Xuan Ming, a tornado of screaming thunder whistling and spinning, numerous voids of electric slashing, and horrible thunderstorms 哗 哗 la la la squatting on him. The density of thunder light is so dense that it is like a thunder waterfall that constantly washes the body of Xuan Ming's ancestors.

This Xuan Ming ancestor also sent a temper, he screamed wildly, and there were always hexagonal large ice crystals around him.

A block of ice crystals is stacked into a thick ice shield. The thunder light falls down and the ice shield is smashed, but the ice shield is constantly emerging.

These old monsters, who don’t know how many years ago, survived. Their realm is very high, and their mana has accumulated to a level of ‘manual boundlessness’.

Numerous pieces of hexagonal ice crystals came out wildly, and the accumulated ice shields were getting more and more thicker and thicker. The martial arts devote all their strength to attack, constantly smashing large ice shields, but the ice shield in front of him is not Reduced and increased, he was forced to retreat by the thick ice shield, farther and farther away from the opponent.

The Xuan Ming ancestors shrouded under the thick ice shield and took a breath, squirting a black smoke from his mouth, muttering: "Great, little guy... the gods in the area, you can and old My ancestors played very well."

Shaking his head, this Xuan Ming ancestors said: "We have all the snow in the snow, no young people have the talent of you... So you must die. You are not dead, wait for you to grow up, wait for you to have our realm , our old brothers, may not be your opponent."

'Giggle' screamed, this Xuan Ming ancestors suddenly swayed, the body turned into a cold man, opened up countless ice shields, with a bitter chill in front of the martial arts.

Xuan Ming's ancestors waved their right hand, and a slashing ice-cold scimitar flashed away. In an instant, the scimitar smashed three thousand knives on the body of Wu Biao.

Xuan Ming ancestors, after all, is also a vein of the Wu people.

The witches are physically tyrannical and have outstanding combat power. Each witch warrior has a unique talent instinct for combat.

These mysterious ancestors can grow to the level of today, and they are also killed in a **** battle. Fighting has become an instinct, deeply engraved in their bone marrow.

Their fighting skills, their use of weapons, fists and feet, is definitely much stronger than the younger generations of Wu Tie and Yan Wu Le.

羲武乐 is only a thousand years old, Wu Tielian does not have a hundred years old.

Even if they are fighting every day, how many enemies have they encountered since birth?

And these mysterious people are not dead. The **** killings they have participated in are tens of thousands. The enemies they have seen are not more than a hundred times and thousands of times more than the enemies that Wu Tie and Yu Wule have seen.

Sudden charge, the congenital Lingbao-level ice scimitar singularly and violently.

Yan Wuming clearly saw the trajectory of this slash, but he did not evade, completely unable to dodge.

Ren's talented supernatural power is thunder and lightning, and his speed is so fast that he can't escape.

A full three thousand knives, in one of the ten thousand fingers, sturdy in the martial arts.

And seriously look at it, these three thousand knives, squatting on the same knife mark.

The deep purple heavy armor of the martial arts body spurted the tsunami-like thunder electric light, and then the electric light was torn by layers, and the layers were smashed, and the scimitar was cut on the heavy armor, giving a sharp and sharp impact.

When a thousand knives, the heavy armor was opened.

The martial arts broke out with a striking electric awn, and his whole person turned into a hot current.

Another thousand knives, the body of the martial arts was shattered, the scimitar tore his flesh, cut off his three ribs, straight through his heart.

At the moment of life and death, the life-saving charms of the three Yi people in the body of the martial arts were bursting out at the same time.

Three powerful power fluctuations skyrocketed, and a group of gods became a light armor, protecting the martial arts.

One thousand knives of speed and slashing fell on the light armor, and the sound of the loud sound slammed into the cracks of countless spider webs, but the light armor blocked the round of the ancestors of Xuan Ming. A is just broken and not broken.

Another group of gods turned into a pair of light wings, attached to the back of the martial arts, the speed of the glory of the martial arts, suddenly soared three times.

After Wu Wu’s body fluttered, his body turned into countless residual images, avoiding the next crazy slash of Xuan Ming’s ancestors.

In the third light of the gods, a low roar came: "Who dares to hurt, my family is a scorpion?"

The third **** was turned into a **** big hand, and the slap in the face grabbed the upper body of the Xuan Ming ancestor, and then slammed it to the ground.

The body of this mysterious ancestors was stiff, and a large piece of cold air spewed out of his body, hardly supporting his body against the slap of this **** god.

The sound of the shattering of the ear was heard, and the **** hand was smashed by the cold. A loud bang came, and the **** hands shattered. The heavy cold of Xuan Ming’s ancestors was completely torn open.

Xuan Ming's ancestors squatted back hundreds of steps, grinning and grinning: "Hey, kid, relying on the ancestors to save lives, is not a good man behavior... Hey, it looks like, your family has enough, otherwise the ancestors just got a knife, Already have your life."

The martial arts figure condensed and appeared in the midair of twenty miles.

He gritted his teeth and stroked the knife near the chest rib.

Just a curved knife into the body, less than half an inch from his heart, he really felt the shadow of death. If it was not the means left by the ancestors of the Yi people, he had already been killed by his opponent.

眨巴眨巴眼, 羲 武乐 looked at the witch iron that is mad with the opponent.

"This kid, one person singled out six, how did he do it?" 羲 武乐 bit his teeth, the face suddenly red.

In the absence of white, Wu Biao made the information of Wu Tie clear and clear.

Wu Tie Nian is only a hundred years old, but he is already over a thousand years old.

Moreover, Wu Tie was promoted to the realm of the gods, and it was a little earlier than him.

I am a cousin, and Wu Tie is a cousin.

Wu Tie has the blood of the Wu and Yi nationalities, and he is the blood of the Yi, Yi and Wu ethnic groups.

Wu Tie has been weak and physically weak, and even the most basic set of quenching exercises can not be completed.

He was a Thunder law body since he was a child. When he was three or five years old, his physical strength was enough to chase the body of the baby.

But now, look at him, he is really not as powerful as Wu Tie...

"This kid, monster." 羲 乐 咬 咬 掏 掏 掏 掏 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 咬 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 羲 乐 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲 羲

Can't look too weaker than Witch Iron.

In the perfect concept of ignorance, the future cousins ​​of Wu Tie and Zhai Wule will join hands and support each other and support each other. It is possible to develop the Zhuang and the Fuxi Kingdom to a new level.

Everyone is a mutual support partner in the future, so everyone's strength must be quite good.

羲武乐, can't be much weaker than Wutie!

For this reason, it is impossible for you to take over the position of the Emperor of the Kingdom of God.

Because 羲繇 was defeated by Wu Tie, now people are still not known to be held by Wu Tie.

As an ally of the future... You have lost in the hands of the other party, you are not qualified to be an ally.

I don’t think so, and the Yi’s ancestors who already know the cause and effect of the incident are also thinking this way.

Otherwise, if the old guys of the Yi nationality pay attention to the martial arts, how can they let the martial arts martial arts, personally lead the army into the ground world, and help the Wutie to resist the invasion of the Xueyuan tribe?

羲武乐 spit out the eye-catching electro-optic light.

His body is full of natural thunder and gods, and his heart, a fist-sized thunder and light seal quietly condensed. Around the sky, the clouds rolled, and a large cloud screamed and gathered at him.

Around the martial arts, the most basic five elements of the heavens and the earth can be violently shaken, and the five elements can all be controlled by his talented magical power.

Gold ** profit.

Fire thunderstorms.

The mine is heavy.

The mine is feminine.

Mulei is long.

The power of the Five Elements is turned into a Thunder of the Five Elements.

Other squalls, chills, and even the sun falling in the sky have also turned into lightning for the corresponding attributes.

The wind has turned into a thunder.

Cold, turned into a thunder.

The sun, also splattered with a trace of thunder, turned into a complete Thunder property.

At this moment, in the side of the martial arts, all things turned into thunder, and in his body, he became a field of thunder.

And Wu Bule is the supreme master of this small Thunder field.

The face of the Xuan Ming ancestors who played against the martial arts martial arts changed slightly.

He slammed across the machete and blocked his chest.

In the next moment, Yan Wule flashed in front of him, and his right hand clenched his fist. On the fist, a thunder and a long seal with a few lengths and widths took a breath of heaven and earth, and was printed on the chest of Xuan Ming's ancestors. on.

A loud noise, Xuan Ming's ancestors all turned into a thunder.

The coldness in his body is like the pouring of snow, and is constantly assimilated by lightning.

The power of the powerful Thunder rushed through his body, through a wave of waves.

Xuan Ming's ancestors squinted at the martial arts with his big eyes. His body was like the leaves in the wind. He flew out in the air and fluttered. He was smashed by the martial arts. Hundreds of miles.

The loud noise of ‘Boom’, the Xuan Ming’s ancestors who were flashing in the electric light fell to the ground in pain, and they flashed in the electric light, and they coughed up a piece of burnt blood.

羲 乐 干 干 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的 的

This blow, 羲 乐 is an eye-opener, he not only exhausted the mana, but even his own blood burned 30%.

This is a blow to the life, but seriously hurt the other side, but his own injury is also not light.

The figure flickered, and it took a dozen or so Yi masters to fly over. He grabbed the martial arts and quickly withdrew it into the military city. The old white face, who is not white, is twitching, and his heart hurts that he almost didn't cry.

"The idiot kid, where is it so desperate? Didn't you see the idiots who disobeyed? Can't beat them, let them go desperately!" I don't know how to anger Wu Lei: "They are subordinates, you want Learn to drive the power in your hands."

羲 乐 smirk.

On the other side of Wu Tie, Wu Tie is also a shout.

Seeing that 羲武乐 repelled his opponent, Wu Tie’s body broke out with a strong mana fluctuation. He also exhausted the whole body mana in an instant, and then burned a small amount of blood.

At the beginning of the day, the singer slowly turned, and Wu Tie traced his time, suddenly grasping the figure of the mysterious ancestor in front of tens of thousands of years ago.

Hands slowly stretched out and grabbed the shadow in front of you.

‘咔嚓’, the head of Xuan Ming’s ancestors in front of Wu Tie suddenly turned a thousand and eighty degrees on the neck.

The Xuan Ming ancestors snorted, and the seven spurs spurted blood at the same time. He turned around without a word, and jumped like a fly. He ran away without a trace.