Chronicles of Heaven

Outside the Qianyucheng Wharf, several large wooden rafts floated on the water.

Several stone giants, seven or eight meters tall, shouted and swayed, rowing the wooden rafts to the entrance to the lake's Yin River.

A few days ago, in order to kill the dragon, the stone giants who were raised by the fog knife, all the ten adult stone giants were killed. These distances are still a little worse in adulthood, but the fighting power is also quite a small giant, and it is logically levied by the fog knife.

They are very powerful. Every time they make a special wood pulp, the wooden rafts slide forward a large distance.

Soon they came to the entrance of the Yinhe River. Several high-level knives with cloaks on their bodies sipped and sipped, and at the same time they untied a small net of three-dimensional square wire from the wrist.

The low thoughts sang a few spells, and several high-level fog knives bite the tip of the tongue at the same time, and a blood spurted on the small net.

These small black nets immediately spewed a large black mist, accompanied by a harsh '嘶嘶' sound, a total of six small nets vacated, a breathing room turned into a net of hundreds of meters in diameter, and then spit black The smoke is smoky, and the 'huh' is thrown into the lake.

Six small nets overlap each other, sealing the entrance to the Yin River.

A black ray of light traveled on the tiny, extremely dense black wire, and a large fish with a length of seven or eight meters suddenly rushed out of the Yin River, and the head rushed toward the lake.

The big fish hit the black net, its body was immediately cut silently, and finally turned into a sesame-sized piece of minced meat, mixed in the blood and floated on the lake.

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"There hasn't been a dust settled... I have to kill the little scorpion and the 'head dog' thing." Another squash squad took a deep breath and then turned into a gust of wind to Wu Tie, the old iron was Flying in the direction of the siege.

A few fog knives have laughed at the top, and then they either turned into squalls or turned into black fog.

Several stone giants sat on the wooden rafts, stroking the special flying axe in their hands. Their mission is to seal the entrance to the Yin River and prevent any outsiders from entering the Yin River below.

Dare to approach, kill innocent!

A hint of earthy yellow oozes from the bottom of the lake, constantly injecting deep water into the giant body of the stone. The stone giants have a long and heavy atmosphere, and their air engines are integrated into one. The thick fog emerges from their pores, and a small khaki mountain peak is looming in front of them.

And the elders used by their elders in killing the dragons came from a source.

This is the ‘Five Ding Mountain Law’, a kind of **** power of earth properties. As long as they are pure enough stone giants, they will naturally master this kind of offensive and defensive dual-use, powerful magical mystery.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie face the total knife of the fog knife.

The old iron didn't say anything, just a grinning smile.

The generality of the fog knife is behind the scenes, and the high level of the fog knife that is wearing a cloak is constantly appearing.

They may not have the title of 'hands-on', but they are definitely the masters of the ‘hands-order’ level, that is, the masters of ‘re-building’, all masters of supernatural powers.

A few breaths of time, the fog knife always ordered the top of the fog knife behind him to emerge eighteen.

Not long after, the six high-level knives that had just gone to the entrance to the Yinhe River on the lake also rushed over, and the master of the knives had reached the number of twenty-four.

"You want to kill people?" The old iron did not open, Wu Tie pulled out a long gun, crossed the waist and took a step forward.

"The mouth of the dead is the most reliable." The knife of the fog knife put down the hood, revealing his clear face: "Of course, there is a choice, if you worship me as a teacher..."

"I don't want to." Wu Tie cleanly interrupted the words of the fog knife: "You...not a good person, so I don't want to."

The blood in the old iron scorpion fainted, and his eyes turned over to the sky, making a white-eyed movement.

"I am not a good person?" The general knife of the fog knife smiled. He shook his head and said: "It is a really cute doll. In this year, there are still people who use 'good guys' and 'bad guys' to decide their own behaviors... Really, innocent... naive enough stupid."

Taking a deep breath, the fog knife always screamed: "I occupy the secret of that side, I can let millions of people who rely on the fog knife to eat their stomachs, let them live safely... Am I a bad person? ”

Wu Tie stayed, and he was stunned by the words of the knife. He could not make a really effective response.

The old iron coughed, and he sighed: "Enough, use the words to bully the little doll, show your skills... You have a hundred excuses that we have left, we also have 10,000 that must leave. Reason... everyone has their own position, so... why not talk nonsense?"

"Old rivers and lakes!" The general knife of the fog knife gave a thumbs up to the old iron: "It really is the old rivers and lakes, this is enough to say bachelor, straightforward, I like it."

A big laugh, the thumb of the fog knife suddenly brightened, and his thumb swelled to a length and a fist.

A smear of blood spurted out of his inflated thumb, and the next moment the blood splattered, the blood condensed into a **** scimitar with a long length, with a harsh whistling sound whirls toward Wu Tie’s neck. I came over.

The **** knife is coming to the extreme, the distance between the two sides is close, and the **** knife is almost in front of the Wu Tie.

Fortunately, these days, Wu Tie built a basic practice and made some breakthroughs. His five senses and six senses became more sensitive and his movements were more agile. He subconsciously raised his right hand and blocked the white tiger arm in front of the door.

Broken Yuan blood knife whistling and squatting on the white tiger arm guard.

The blood was splashed and the arm guards were not damaged, but a terrible force hit, the witch iron snorted, the internal organs violently swayed, and a blood spurted out. The blood in the fully enclosed helmet splashed and the line of sight was blocked.

Juli flew Wu Tie, he flew backwards, swayed an arc and flew more than two hundred meters, and fell into the back of a large group of fog cutters.

There were countless straight knives, big axes, and mace raindrops in all directions, and there were even a few special thunderstorms that the fog knives and archers used to bomb the dragons.

Wu Tie was beaten on the ground and could not stand for a time.

The mountain thunder burst open, and although it failed to blast the sturdy armor of Wu Tie, it still shook his internal organs, and he almost spit out several times.

The old iron snorted and he rushed over to the knife.

The two rows of white and miserable teeth were splashed with lightning, and the thunder was like water, and the sound of the fragile electric light burst continuously.

The general manager of the fog knife stood still in the same place. He waved his left hand forward, and a black mist spurted out, forming a hexagonal shield in front of him. The shield of black mist is thick and solid, and it can be shaken by the thunder, and the fog inside the shield rolls, and it does not shake.

He grabbed his right hand into the cloak, and a cold light spurred out. A straight knife with a slightly curved blade squirted a knife that was several meters long, with a piercing whistle that opened in the old iron. Body.

In the harsh sound of the percussion, the old iron body was splashed with Mars, and it was smashed by the fog knife for dozens of meters.

The old iron stretched out sharp and long claws on the four feet. The four claws were deeply caught in the rock on the ground. His body was pushed open to one side, and the claws tore a long crack on the rock.

"Hercules magic... great strength." The old iron stared at the general command of the fog knife, sneer: "Little hybrids, in the same year, my grandfather glanced at you, you can kill 10,000 such garbage. ”

"Maybe?" The knife of the fog knife took dozens of residual images and rushed over to the old iron: "The hero does not mention the courage of the year... You are weak now, don't say these words... even if your body is strong again, Can you block me a few?"

The generality of the fog knife is like a wind, bringing countless residual images around the old iron.

A cold road with a shrill whistling sound continued, the knife light as snow continued to fall on the old iron, a large piece of Mars splashed, the old iron was smashed like a small seesaw in the hurricane.

I don't know how many times of heavy slashing, the old iron finally stood on the ground, and the four feet and one fell to the ground.

The general knife of the fog knife made a laugh. He suddenly stopped his body and slammed over and sat on the back of the old iron. His hands slammed the old iron's head: "Submit... or die!"

The general knife of the fog knife swelled a heavy pressure on the body. His arms were bulging, and a giant force slammed down. He wanted to force the old iron with violence.

In the next moment, the fog knife always ordered a hysterical sorrow, and his clear face was distorted and became like a evil spirit.

He took a large afterimage, a thick layer of black smoke wrapped around his body, he made a horrible sound, and it flew straight into the sky, hitting a hundred-meter-high dome, half body They all fell into the hard rock formations.

Several stalagmites were shaken and the roots fell and fell.

With the drop, there is a little bit of glare, mixed with a trace of blood.

The old iron quirky 'hehe' laughed. On his back, a metal slap that was several times larger than the palm of an ordinary person was awkwardly squatting there, a few times thicker than the average person’s fingers. The metal **** is straight to the sky.

White is miserable, and there is a hint of electro-optical flow on the middle finger, and a few drops of blood are still attached.

The blood slipped down the smooth, mirror-like fingers and fell on the old, iron-stained body. The blood fell, the old iron was clean, and even a trace of blood did not stay.

"Any trick, whether he is noble or mean, as long as it can kill the enemy, it is a valid trick."

The old iron station stood straight, and looked at the half-body's halo knife, which was embedded in the dome. He laughed loudly: "The ancient secret technique, the millennium kill... a thousand years, a thousand years unforgettable... Hello, are you happy? ?"

The voice of the general knife of the fog knife came from the sky, clear and cold, like a pig knife that had just been pulled out after being frozen.

"Kill...kill...kill...there are smashing them!"

The last words of the general knife of the fog knife are almost hysterical. With his screaming, perhaps the blood is arrogant, the blood flow speed is increasing, and there is another blood floating in the air.

Twenty-four high-level haber knives screamed in unison, and they either turned into residual images, or turned into squally winds, or turned into black fog, whistling to the old iron.

Hundreds of meters away, Wu Tie was surrounded by a large group of fog knife killers and servant soldiers. He was crushed on the ground and smashed, and he could not stand up.

Suddenly a long shout came, and the killers and soldiers trapped in Wu Tie dispersed at the same time. Among the twenty-four high-level haber knives, three of them turned into the shadows and rushed over to Wu Tie.

The straight knife in their hands shimmered with a faint glow, and there were faint runes on the blade. The three cold stalks took the coldness of the forest, and the lightning flashed down to Wu Tie.

With the squatting down, there is also the secret rumor of their fog knives ‘breaking blood knife!’

The three-handed straight knife turned into three electric awns, and the three-handed blood-cured blood-colored scimitar flew in the air, and in the twinkling of an eye.

Just being beaten on the ground, although the flesh was not injured, the internal organs were shocked. Wu Tie snorted angrily. He raised his right hand arm guard and greeted the blood of the three broken blood knife.

At the same time, his left hand's palms spread out, his left hand and five fingers violently oscillated, especially the first phalanx of the index finger oscillated more frequently than other metacarpals, bringing a '嗡嗡' sound to the three-handed straight knife. Go up.

‘叮叮叮’ three cracks, and the three straight knives were shattered by Wu Tie’s fingers.

Wu Tie’s left hand fingers were smeared with blood, but the bones were not damaged.

A dark glory wrapped around his left hand, and the smashing straight knife spurted out the invisible light of the naked eye, turning it into three light streams swallowed by the first phalanx of Wu Tie's left index finger.

A stream of heat rushed down the palm of your hand and gradually gathered on the arm bones of Wu Tie.

The color of the brachial bone gradually deepened. At the same time, the three bloodslides fell on the right arm of Wu Tie. The huge impact force made Wu Tie rotate rapidly on the ground. The armor rubbed against the stone ground and smashed a large piece of fire. Slide back.

The three hay cutters looked at the remaining handles in their hands.

The sound of ‘咔咔’ is endless, and the essence of the shank is swallowed by the writhing of the writhing iron. The shank quickly disintegrates and turns into a thin iron filing from their fingers.

Half of the body of the fog knife inlaid in the dome always screams hysterically, constantly screaming ‘kill’!

The old iron looked at the top of the twenty-five knives that rushed in front of him and grinned.

"Kill the word... I like it!"

On his back, two groups of electric light flowed, and two long humanoid arms gushed from the electric light. With the subtle squeaking sounds, the surface of the arm that was as clean as a mirror actually cracked countless tiny cracks, and the pieces were like dragon scales. A piece of film has been turned up.

Below these pieces are the pores that are dense like a honeycomb. Most of the pores are empty and there is nothing. Only the pores of the thickness of thirty-six fingers are faintly red and ominous.

In the sound of ‘噗噗’, twelve weird objects shaped like arrows are ejected from the pores.

These 弩 弩 ’ 速度 ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’

Then, there was an explosion that was not too loud, but the sound and light effect was terrifying.

Every 弩 爆 blast, the blue and white flames swept a radius of tens of meters, and within a few hundred meters of the old iron, it was a flame of hell.

Twenty-one high-level haze cutters vaporized directly in this flame.