Chronicles of Heaven

The top dome is a thousand feet high, and the bottom is a deep river ditch.

Between the cliffs, a three-meter-wide path is so rugged that it is difficult to reach the extreme.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie found a prominent small platform on the trail, hit a rock raft, raised a bonfire, and a string of sizzling snake meat was roasted with a yellowish oil and a tempting aroma.

There was a low sound in the lower channel.

In the rushing river, several giant wooden rafters are heading upstream. The faint glow of the runes sparkles, providing some of the power to go against the current.

However, the main driving force for the rafts that are more than 100 meters long and wide to walk smoothly is the giants who are shirtless and boring their heads in the turbulence. The rough ropes were tied around their waists, and they screamed low and tried to walk up the river.

These giants are more than 20 meters tall, and the river is almost the same depth. Their heads are often not seen by the river. They struggled forward hundreds of meters, and then they raised their heads, spit out the exhaust gas, and then sucked deeply. Take a breath.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie, while eating barbecue, watched the huge rafts that went against the current.

The raft is full of cattle and wolf warriors wearing rough armor, and there are also many sluts, lizards and crocodiles.

A few men in the clothes are gorgeous, standing on the front of a wooden raft, and screaming from time to time.

"Give a hard work, there are two hundred miles, we can reach the Ebony Fort. They absolutely can't think we will attack from here. Just take the Ebony Fort, gold coins, women, Yuancao, everything."

"We have a hatred of the Iron Knife and Ebony for 1,800 years... This time we can use their blood to thoroughly cleanse our enemies!"

The shouts passed down the mountain wall.

Wu Tiezhen is on the edge of the cliff, overlooking these hard-working monks, and holding two strings of snake meat in his hand.

It has been a month and a half since I left Sanliancheng. With the dawn of him and the old iron, they are still five or six days away from the Wuzu ancestral home.

After leaving the controlled area of ​​Sanliancheng, along the way, the forces of big and small became a mess.

Intrigues and tricks, killing the slaughter, the darkest side of humanity is vividly displayed. Wu Tie and Lao Tie managed to manage a few small things that were not pleasing to the eye, and saved a few people who should not die in their opinion.

That's it.

There are so many things like this, they can't manage it.

For example, this Iron Knife and Ebony Fort, who knows who is good and who is bad?

The people of the Iron Knife Fortress rushed to the ebony for such a difficult counter-current, and Wu Tie did not slap it all the time. Did these monks who had been repaired to the highest but half-step life-throwing are killed?

"Old iron, I seem to understand... Why is he, he wants to use this method to become me." Wu Tie whispered: "Just, this is just my guess, the Master will not be so great? He too I can see you."

The old shovel was on the ground, lazily licking the snake.

After a long while, he whispered lowly: "You said that after a few days, there has always been a feeling of being locked with a gun? Really fake?"

Wu Tie is in the right hand.

A mana was injected into the palm of his hand, and a glimmer of light shone. He clearly felt the power of the invasion of the sorcerer's soul. He nodded. "Yes, this sorcerer's seal has been moving a lot in the past few days. Those people should not be far away."

The old iron opened his mouth: "That, it really came so fast... The dark guild, wouldn't it really be the pieces they laid?"

Wu Tie did not say anything.

Listening to the gold coins of Shibuya, the Dark Guild directly controlled 500 large areas.

Wu Tie has always believed that this is a bragging statement. But after seeing the black horns, the black robes, and the huge hands of the dark guilds that the mysterious spiders arbitrarily mobilized, he faintly felt that perhaps this is true.

Five hundred large domains, God knows that they are now out of the territory controlled by the Dark Guild.

With the power of the Dark Guild, borrowing their transmission array, it may not be far from what the pursuit of the Great Kingdom of God.

Sighing, Wu Ting’s sleeves slammed, and several people were thrown out, and they lost a piece of snake meat to them.

After leaving Sanlian City, Wu Tie still brought the group of captives of Yu.

He also remembers the ransom of the family.

"Satiate and drink, and quickly leave the track mark that you are tracking." The ugly words are in front. If you can't see your ransom in a month, don't blame me for tearing up the ticket."

Wu Tie smiled and threw a jar of fruit wine to his ugly face.

At first glance, I touched the lumbar vertebra that was interrupted by Wu Tie in the past few days. I took a sip of the wine jar and then took a deep breath. Then he took a deep breath and sealed his hands to mobilize only a handful of mana that could be used in the body. A deep impression was left on the rock wall.

"This is the secret of my family. No matter how far apart, they can follow." He is staring at Wu Tie and coldly saying: "Wu Tie, I hope that you can keep your promise and receive the ransom. We are leaving."

"What I am worried about is the problem of ransom." Wu Tie was angry: "I arranged the squad and killed them, but it took a lot of time, but your people have never shown up, they are not, they Want to kill people with a knife, hang you?"

The picture opened his mouth, and there was a dim sum and a look at each other.

It is not impossible to do this kind of thing with the nature of the people of their family.

He has become mentally ill because of prolonged imprisonment. He is mad at him and does not know what he is saying.

In the next second, Wu Tie suddenly turned into a golden light and skyrocketed.

A dark secluded light fell close to the iron scorpion's feet, and the sound of the singularity of the sacred slogan was banned from the whole body. It was too late to react. A strange rifle fell from the sky and penetrated him. Chest.

The blood spattered, and the black spear of the arm's thickness ripped open the chest of the figure and then plunged into the prominent stone platform.

A loud bang, the stone platform of a dozen meters wide has been blown into countless gravel.

At the top of the mouth, I vomited blood, and stared at the top of the dome, screaming and screaming: "Unlock the ban... Damn, who did you provoke?"

More than a dozen of the same dull cold whistling and falling, the skull of the skull was broken, and then it was squatting, and there were four masters of the squatting pool, and a dozen rifles were violently shocked. Their The vital parts of the body are pierced, and a horrible force erupts in them, tearing their bodies and souls into pieces.

More than a dozen long guns fell into the wall.

The long guns violently swayed and screamed, and the blood and soul fragments of the splatters and other people were turned into a stream of blood, and they continually fell into the circular holes of the rifle.

These long guns not only kill people, but also bloodthirsty, and the end is the evil weapon of scorpion venom.

Only Wu Tie and the old iron dodge in time, avoiding the rifle attacks of these long guns, but the Wu Tie and the old iron are suspended in the air, watching the enemies in front of them, all of them are a little worried.

Wu Tie remembered that he was in the underground secret, the first time he saw the old iron's head.

The thirty-six enemies in front of them have exactly the same heads and old irons, no matter the shape or size. The only difference, perhaps the color.

The old iron's head is white and miserable white, and the heads of these guys are black as black.

The huge, shaped like a human skull, is just a long bulging bone behind the cerebellum.

The body is also like a human, also made of black lacquered metal, roughly a black metal frame with a few meters high.

The floor of these guys spewed a few feet of flame, which was suspended in midair. Eighteen of them were armed with long guns, and the other eight were bare-handed and were throwing a pistol.

Wu Tie and the old iron stared at these guys.

The old iron muttered: "I am exactly the same, this is the gun... Hey, how did you cast a snakehead?"

Wu Tie's fingers moved, and he pressed the impulse to take out the white tiger's crack. The lances in the hands of these guys are also the same length and length as the white tiger, but the color is dark, and the white tiger's cracked gun head is a tiger's head, and these guys are under the rifle in front of them, it is a sly snake head.

The eighteen guys who threw a long gun shimmered in the right hand, and the 18 guns slammed into the stone wall and flew back into their hands.

A large stone wall with a radius of several hundred meters collapsed.

Large chunks of boulder fell to the river below, and the monks on the raft on the raft were snarled with anger and anger, and a few half-steps of the monks from the pools rushed to the sky and forced them to the high-altitude Wu Tie and others.

Wu Tie bowed his head and screamed at the monks of several Iron Knife: "Return!"

The voice did not fall, and a clear laugh came from the sky: "Return it? Can't retreat!"

The length of a handle is one foot, the whole body is dark, and there is no brilliance of the short sword from the sky. With a shrill sound, the monks smashed toward the monks.

There is no light, no radiance, but this short sword gives Wu Tie the feeling of being like a poisonous snake, full of murderous murder.

Witch iron shouted, the right hand waved, the white tiger cracked off the hand and slammed into the short sword.

The white tiger splitting was just abruptly abnormal, following an absolute straight line, accompanied by a low tiger whistling sound. In Wu Tie’s judgment, this gun can definitely hit the dagger.

The white tiger cracked and looked forward to it, and it really hit the short sword.

‘叮’, the short sword exploded, and a short sword became three thousand handles, falling like a heavy rain.

Wu Tie’s pupil suddenly condensed.

The technique of flying swords, and it is the superb skill of the swordsmanship.

Wu Tie broke all the shackles of the heavens and the earth, and this means he will...just, it will only be a meeting.

It’s like running the same, Wu Tie’s accomplishment in Jianguang’s differentiation is, at best, a one-year-old child who learned to run. The master of this short sword, he is like a cheetah at the peak of the time, Wu Tie can not catch up with him anyway.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and his hands were shot. One side, a densely colored cyan glaze, was released, turning into a light curtain under the three thousand stilettos.

Three thousand stalks of black lacquer without a ray of light suddenly flashed, like a moment of movement, jumping through the blue glazed Zen light, directly to the monks around the half-step life pool.

With a sway of Jianguang, several monks raised their heads high.

Then the short sword slammed down. On the rafts of the length and width of 100 meters below, at least the 10,000 monks were just a tragic squad. The heads flew up, and the blood ran into the river ditch along the raft, dyed this rushing river. color.

Wu Tie took a deep breath.

He looked up and looked at his head.

Just a fight, Wu Tie suddenly understood his biggest weakness today.

He has mastered countless mystery secrets, but the truth of these magical secrets, he just learned, not yet learned, and has not yet cultivated to the advanced realm. If the battle can be solved with the tongue, Wu Tie is the first master of the world.

But the battle can't rely on the tongue, but on the real mana, the Taoist and the killing experience... Wu Tie is still only weak.

Hundreds of meters high above the head, a handsome, feminine, gleaming youth standing quietly on a flying carpet of black gold flowers, condescending overlooking Wu Tie.

The young man wore a black robes, and the black robes embroidered the weird evil avatar lace with blood-colored silk threads. The numerous evil wicked avatars formed a flame lace wrapped around the robes, adding a bit of secret to the young man out of thin air.

"Dajin Shenguo, Dangmo Hall, Pei Sanpin Zijin Yindang Demon General Sima Xiu ... you, courageous, really, courageous, admire, admire."

Sima Xiu laughed and haunted, and made a big gift to Wu Tie Su Ranji.

Thirty-six and the old iron giants were born with the same metal warriors who picked up the rifles at the same time, and also gave a ceremony to Wu Tie.

"Wh, I am ordered to kill you, and at the same time marry you the nine ethnic groups, but also to destroy one hundred families around your family to show punishment." Sima Xiu straightened up and smiled at Wu Tie said: "Although I admire you to kill those The courage of 'Tianting Gods,' but you will eventually die."

Looking like a knife, he quickly glanced at the white tiger's crack in the hands of Wu Tie. Sima Xiu sighed: "Look at the fact that you can get a handful of ancient soldiers, give this white tiger to me, Honestly telling your family where you are, I will give you a good time."

Wu Tie looked at Sima Xiu and looked at the thirty-six metal warriors: "Is it alone? And what about these metal?"

Sima Xiu laughed: "You ignorant mortals, you don't understand. They are giant soldiers, and they are the Heavenly Soldiers who can match the gods. Their respective combat powers are comparable to the peaks of the Tibetan immortals. And there are no weaknesses in the steel bars."

"Everyone can easily slaughter ten-fold more monks in the same realm, you must not underestimate them." Sima Xiu smiled and waved: "Discard his legs."

A giant soldier suddenly moved, and brought a few residual images to the front of the witch iron. The long gun in his hand was lightning fast, and he pointed two points on the knees of Wu and Iron.

Wu Tie waved his hands and swayed through a circular arc. The ‘咚咚’ two loud noises, he easily blocked the attack of the giant soldiers.

The thorns of the giant gods are the old thorns that teach the thorns of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie’s defense is that the old iron teaches Wu’s “Arc”!

The two men cooperated perfectly, the guns collided a bit, and the Mars was splashed. Wu Tie and the giant gods swayed at the same time and stepped back a dozen steps.

Sima Xiu’s smile suddenly became stiff.