Chronicles of Heaven

The black sand rolled and the black wind whistled.

The old iron is completely a demon that rushes out of the black sandstorm, and it is faster than the streamer.

The scepter, which is thicker than the water tank, slammed hard and hit the chest of the ancestors of the dragon family that day.

I heard a bang, the air exploded, and the tall ancestor of the dragon squatted, flying a few kilometers away with a rod, slamming backwards along the straight ramp, hitting a ramp a few kilometers away. At the end of the wall.

Suddenly shocked, a large piece of golden light burst on the wall at the end of the road.

In the golden light, there were even more flame thunders, and the ancestors of Tianlong were beaten by the thunder of the flames. The tragedy was bounced hundreds of meters away. It is easy to stabilize the body.

"Damn!" Tianlong's ancestors stood up in a difficult way. He glared at the old iron and suddenly burst into laughter: "You ancestors, these three banned in the city, have a very effective effect on our body."

The harsh bones and creeps came, and the body of the dragon's ancestors began to expand rapidly.

He also quickly expanded to ten meters up and down, and a black dragon scale under the skin constantly emerged. He quickly became a half-dragon figure in the darkness of the whole body, and his eyes stared at the old iron.

Forty babies were chilling, and the ancestors who had become problems were surprised and then overjoyed.

At the same time, they flew backwards and used their powers to attack the ramps around them.

Or mouth vomiting fire, or squirting sword light, or punching a punch, or colliding. In short, forty ancestors attacked this martyr at the same time, and the entire martyrdom also produced a dazzling light.

Flames, thunder, and graceful and beautiful songs sounded, the color of the glow was filled in the ramp, and the faint fragrance spread rapidly in the air.

The ancestors were burned by flames, slammed by thunder, and even stunned by inexplicable attacks.

The tiny ice **** in their pores oozes out continuously, and their breath continues to grow with the secretion of ice slag.

A female ancestor of a phoenix family waved her right hand, her fingertips split open, and a little blood flew out. A glimpse of the golden light shrouded this blood, and after feeling the blood of the female ancestors, the thunder that kept squatting on her head suddenly dissipated.

The female ancestor, who was so badly stunned, laughed aloud, and the whole body spurted a red-red fire.

The old iron stepped rushing toward her, and the scepter slammed.

The female ancestors exploded and turned into countless ignition lights, as if they had been broken by the old iron and a scepter. The old iron's scepter took an empty, a bit of awkward in-situ rotation, which stabilized the body.

The igniting light suddenly shrank inward, and the female ancestor re-condensed the body in the red-red phoenix fire. The right hand waved, and a long sword smashed into the neck of the old iron.

The blow was quite heavy, and the old body of the old iron was awkward, and it took two steps back.

"Great strength." The old iron looked at the female ancestor: "Yes, good. It seems that you can stand up to play a few sticks."

"A hard body." The female ancestors put their eyes on the light, staring straight at the old iron and majestic body: "This predecessor, killing and killing more hurt and anger... It’s better, about a time, let’s drink Wine, talk about Fengyue? Phoenix family, you are welcome to join such a powerful monk."

Old iron is awkward.

Witch iron horror.

Kim Mancang laughed loudly: "These high-rises of Sanliancheng, they have already gotten into the bones... This old-mother--we don’t even let a kobold... I’m hahaha, as long as it’s public, as long as The body is strong enough that they will not let go."

"I am the head of the wolf, the head of the jackal!" The old iron turned back and snarled toward Jinmancang.

With a wave of his right hand, a large black sand screamed and swept away to the female ancestors of the phoenix family. The old iron shouted: "Don't say if Laozi has this function... even if there is... you are not in line with Laozi's aesthetic."

"I am the same as Huaguang's kid, with morality and cleanliness, morality and cleanliness!" The old iron eyes spewed the light, and he slanted and turned into a female ancestor who retreated as a fire, shaking his head with force.

The Tianlong ancestors, who were first fled by the old iron and the scepter, turned into a black streamer.

The huge metal wings behind Wu Tie slammed fiercely, and he turned into dozens of afterimages, and immediately arrived at the ancestors of Tianlong.

Tianlong’s ancestors slammed out with a heavy punch, and Wu’s body swayed, and his abrupt appearance appeared on his left side, then on his right side, then behind him, then on his head.

The white tiger cracked a low tiger whistling sound, full of shock, and the tiger whistling sound filled with sand and suffocating sounds. The body of Tianlong ancestors was slightly stiff, and the fist road suddenly became a little scattered.

Wu Tie was in the middle of his fingers and stabbed a thousand and eight guns to the ancestors of Tianlong.

The white miserable gun mans are like a thousand and eight meteors tearing the air, accompanied by a deafening tiger whistling sound through the dragon scales of the dragon ancestors.

A little **** splash, Tianlong's ancestors' arms collapsed, their legs cracked, and the whole body was opened up by a fist-sized blood hole.

The blood splatters, the sturdy dragon scale that Tianlong ancestors are proud of, is like a slightly tough leather in front of the white tiger's horrible edge. Wu iron just used a little effort to break his body.

In the fingertips, the ancestral ancestors of the Tianlong ancestors were hit hard.

The ancestors of Tianlong gave a hysterical whistle, and he was actually hit by a small ants in a heavy building.

He stared at Wu Ting in disbelief, and then he saw the white crack in the hands of Wu Tie.

"The Taikoo soldiers... the top soldiers, this is mine, this must be mine."

Tianlong's ancestors were so excited that their eyes were burning directly. He opened his mouth violently, and there was a faint cloud of smoke in his mouth.

Then, an earth-shattering scorpion dragon screamed into the sky.

Wu Tie only felt black in front of him, and the two eyeballs seemed to be bombarded with heavy hammers, and almost did not explode.

If it is not the fully enclosed eagle-shaped helmet of the eagle **** armor that protects the head of Wu Tie, it is the prelude of this dragon, which is enough to shatter the head of Wu Tie.

He is like a fallen leaf in the wind, and he can't help but fly backwards.

The horrible dragon screams spread around and waved, indiscriminately attacking everyone in the martyrdom.

The old iron was roaring low, and the projection of the tower was born above his head. The black pyramid with three feet of black sprinkled black light and protected him and Wu Tie.

The ancestors screamed in unison, and even the ancestors of the Tianlong family were madly cursing their own brothers who launched the attack without any difference.

The sound of the dragon slammed the entire martyrdom and spurred a strong golden light. The colorful glow flashed wildly. The flames and thunders splattered like heavy rain. The defense mechanism inside the city of Sanlian began to attack everyone in the martyr without any difference.

The power of the towers controlled by the old iron, the black gods have been smashed and countless.

The black sandstorm caused by the old iron was crushed. The Wutie and the old iron were attacked by this indiscriminate ban, like a small boat on the stormy sea, the body swayed violently, and the eyes were colorful and confused. I can't see clearly, I can't hear anything.

All the ancestors are also in a mess. In the face of this overwhelming mad attack, they can only force a little blood and blood to cover the whole body with their own blood, which effectively weakens them by about 30%. .

"Kill them."

The dragon scorpion, which caused great confusion, swayed in the body of the dinosaur, and his blood was flashing. His broken arms and legs were instantly reborn, and the blood vessels of his body disappeared.

After all, it is a master of the fetal environment. The mastery of the mystery of the gods is far beyond the heavy realm and the life of the pool. All kinds of magical powers are in their hands, and they can exert their power to the fullest.

Moreover, the total amount of mana and the total amount of blood in the fetal environment are one hundred times, thousands of times or even higher.

As long as you don't have to be killed by a single blow, you can't exhaust your mana and blood, and quickly fix your own injuries. It's simply an easy task.

The dragon ancestors shouted loudly, and the dragon screamed incessantly. With a wave of his arms, he took out a strange black dragon stick, waving his hands, and squatting down to the black light that the tower had released.

Several Tianlong ancestors awakened at the same time.

They looked at the white tiger crack in the hands of Wu Tie, and the eyes were straightforward.

My brother, I saw this rifle, so I did not hesitate to launch such a powerful attack.

Good things, of course, are your own.

Even if it is a brother of his own family, it is not discussed.

It is easy to tear open the dragon scales and dragon skins after the incarnation of the ancestors of the Tianlong family. This white tiger's cracking power is terrible, so the weapon of the gods does not grab their own hands, it is simply rumors.

They also turned into a huge half-dragon, and they smashed heavy weapons and smashed the towering towers.

Other ancestors have also come to understand that among the 12 ruling families, the Tianlong family is the most arrogant, the most violent, and the most greedy. The good things they are looking at, they will grab it at all costs.

However, to say greed, the ancestors of other families are not going anywhere.

Good things, everyone wants.

The ancestors of several excellent families looked at each other. They did not say anything, and they directly launched the stunts of the excellent family of 压 昙 昙 昙 屠 屠 。 。 。.

The power of the scorpion launched by Hua Tuo was extremely horrible, and Wu Ting almost died in the demise of the soul.

The ancestors of several excellent families, the soul strength of any one of them is more than 100 times that of Hua Tuo, and they are joined forces to launch a sequel, a subtle atmosphere sweeps the entire martyrdom, everyone... including the ancestors The movements are suddenly frozen.

"Damn..." Several ancestors of the bliss bird family snarled with anger.

They also glanced at each other and simply did not end their second, and they also sent wonderful songs of great beauty.

Both men and women, the people of the bliss bird family have great tricks, and they can make a beautiful song that confuses all beings. In particular, their singing and the singularity of the singularity of the singer, the power is even more exponentially climbing.

The ancestors of the bliss bird family also want to understand that their family is not good at melee attacks, and the sound attack is their only supernatural power.

White tiger cracks are of no use to them.

However, it is impossible to see the white tiger smashing into the hands of the Tianlong family, the male lion family, the holy elephant family, and the **** turtle family.

Simply cooperate with the Yizu people to grab the white tiger crack in their hands, the Tianlong family, the male lion family, and even the ancestors of the four elephants, the **** turtle, who wants this sacred soldier, then use real gold and silver Come change.

What a good thing?

The bliss bird family can also share a piece of cake, how good.

The two ancestors joined forces, and the ancestors of the Tianlong family became extremely slow, and the expression of anger and anger became softer, and the corners of the mouth evoked, revealing a very gentle smile.

The other ancestors of the ancestors screamed, and they all understood the intentions of several ancestors of the Yi and the family.

However, now they are all in a smashing battle, one by one is struggling to withstand the impact of the soul, and a few words of powerlessness, they have no strength to speak.

The power of a wave of souls hit the tower, and the black gods swayed a large plaque.

Wu Tie is asking the old iron how to deal with it. In the depths of his soul, the ancestors of the Yi people, the emperor, suddenly took the initiative, even the extremely cheerful initiative.

It is not appropriate to say that it has come out.

Wu Tie clearly perceives that the ancestral spirit of the Yi people left a small soul mark in the depths of his soul. She sensed that Wu Tie was being attacked by a huge soul, so... she was extremely far away The unmeasurable void of the sky followed the soul mark and rushed over.

How to calculate the flight speed of the soul power?

Wu Tie does not know.

He only knows that several ancestors of the Yizu and the bliss bird family just took out, and the ancestors of the Yi people almost appeared in the depths of his soul, and then they could not wait to rush out.

The ancient, sacred, inviolable breath enveloped the entire ramp.

Even the rampant ban on the mad attack suddenly stopped.

Several ancestors of the Yizu and the bliss bird family also screamed in horror: "No... who are you!"

In the next moment, their eyes burst at the same time, and the thick plasma was continuously sprayed in the seven scorpions. Their souls were swallowed up by a huge soul whirlpool. The next moment was probably equivalent to a good ancestor. The enormous soul energy that all the souls have cultivated has been infused with the soul of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie is also a sullen, suddenly black eyes, the pores are constantly seeping a lot of blood.

Eat it, and eat it again.

After getting some of the soul power of Hua Tuo and Xuan Gu, this time, Wu Tie is still eating.

Youyi people use the sorcerer's spirits to devour the souls of the outsiders. They are the ancestors of these Tibetans. They never know how many souls they have swallowed.

A complete soul of a good old ancestor, in terms of quantity alone, is almost comparable to the 40% of the entire soul of the sacred and elegant spirit.

Not to mention, along with the experience of practicing the mystery of the fascinating mystery of the genius and the bliss bird family.

Wu Tie held his head in his hands, and he continued to drop bleeding water in his nostrils.

The old iron was staring at the shadow of the emperor's body behind the Wu Tie, and his expression was very wonderful.