Chronicles of Heaven

Chapter 566 returns to Sanliancheng

The deep martyrdom is twenty or thirty feet wide and about one hundred feet high.

Such a martyrdom can be seen everywhere in the underground world. Its status is equivalent to the relatively spacious alleys in the world's large and small cities. It is the most basic passage.

The nighttime moss clings to the stone wall, and the different cold light shines brightly. Although it is cold, it is quite beautiful. A large number of small spiders, lizards, crickets, crickets and other small creatures shuttle through the moss piles. Large eat small, small eat small, full of small but wild and full of vitality.

Yin and Yang Road people carry their hands and walk in the ramp.

With his cultivation, crossing the void is just a leisure time, but today, he would rather let go of his steps and rely on physical strength to walk.

Because at his side, from the left hand, the first is Wu Jin, the second is Wu Yin, and the third is Wu Copper.

The witch war was dispatched to the witch family, and the small family opened up in the wild and wild places, the four brothers of gold, silver, copper and iron were members of the group today.

Therefore, the yin and yang people are standing tall and headed, with the appearance of Wu Tie now, revealing his chest, naked, sweating, striding forward.

The same is true of Wujin, Wuyin and Wutong. They simply wrap their robes around their waists, revealing the upper body, revealing a piece of majestic muscles, screaming at the war songs of the ancestral ancestral ancestors of the sorghum, and the pace is like a thunder. Walking forward.

Behind them is the elite of the 120,000 witches.

A strong man of the 120,000 witches.

The brave of the 120,000 witches.

The hero of the 120,000 witches.

Twelve thousand people have married their daughter-in-law, have descendants of their children, and have brothers and sisters. They are not afraid of the shackles, and they are not afraid of Gaotang’s father and old people’s care, no worries, and they can always squirt their enemies for their brothers. A family of witches.

When they set off, they had already enshrined their spiritual position in the ancestral temple of the Witch.

When they set off, they had their cloaks in the cemetery of the witches.

When they set off, their children had already sacrificed their ancestors' gifts for the rest of their lives, toasted them, worshipped the sacrifices, burned paper, burned incense, and defeated the most traditional witchcraft etiquette.

They even shaved their hair, and as a dead person, they screened their parents and elders.

This is 120,000 bloody, war-torn, but has already regarded himself as a generous person of the dead.

They worshipped on the halls of the ancestral temples of the witches, bowed to the tablets of all the ancestral spirits, smashed blood, and sweared to all the ancestors with their own lives, souls, and the glory of their ancestors, from today They are a knife in the hands of Wu Tie.

The blade is facing, I am invincible!

Use your own blood, your own flesh, your own possession, from the archaic bones that the ancestors of the Taikoo had never broken, and use their own, from the age of the ancient mythology, never smeared the blood of the half to quench, forge out A steel knife that is unyielding.

Either kill the enemy or break yourself.

The most elite of the 120,000 Witches, they took the initiative to open their own twins, souls, and let the ancestors of the Witches search, examine, discern, and identify in their own souls and fetuses.

No one is a traitor, no one is a spy, and everyone is a true, purest and most brave witch.

In the past, whoever dares, even if it is the highest elder of the Witch race, does not dare to say to a witch family--"Let your soul, the deity, let us carefully discern, whether you are sent by the demon spy'!

No Malay elder dared to say so, dare to do so.

The ancestors of the Witches are proud and even proud of their pride; even though they occasionally appear one or two thousand years of hardship, it is really a maddening or fascinating sorrow, and suddenly emerges as a collusion of outsiders.

However, the ancestors of the Witches, the ninth of the ninety-nine thousand ninety-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-year-olds, are heroes and heroes.

They are rude, they are rough, they are proud, they are arrogant, they are unruly, they even sometimes feel arrogant. They can beat you crazy because they are not pleasing to the eye, but he never voluntarily bullies the weak, never bullies the weak and weak woman!

Pride, dignity, and supreme glory are the glory that are engraved in their blood and passed down from generation to generation.

Any act that questions their loyalty and dignity, even if it is the elder of the highest clan, does not dare to question the most ordinary people. The result of your questioning, whether he is guilty or not, he must die!

Such absolute and extreme pride, such absolute and extreme dignity, such absolute and extreme honor!

In the legend of Taikoo mythology, there is a great civilization, its name is ‘Huaxia’!

‘There is a great etiquette, so it’s called summer; there’s the beauty of the service, it’s the Chinese’!

It is an era of incomparable brilliance and incomparable splendor.

It is an incomparable honor, a noble civilization.

Even if the ancient times have long disappeared in the long rivers, these are hidden in the ground, isolated by thick rock formations, and they want to look at the sun for a lifetime, bathing a trace of rain and dew that are not available, they are still in the bones, in the bone marrow, in the blood. Inscribed with everything about the beauty and dignity of 'Huaxia'.

Yin and Yang Taoist, oh, no, Wu Tie and his three brothers walked side by side along the martyrdom, sweating and screaming.

Brother, my brother.

My flesh-and-blood brothers, my blood-connected brothers, my father and mother, the same side, the sun and the moon, the same piece of heaven and earth, the same ancestor source, the same civilization, the brothers!

The brothers are united and their profits are broken.

What are the terrible things about the brothers?

"Where is it, if it is broken bones?" Wu Tie loudly screams.

"Ha ha ha, big brother, I am in front of you." Wu Jin forced, like a mountainous gorilla gorilla with a fierce guarding the scorpion, low, but powerful and roaring: "I am a big brother, if you want to die, I will first Come!"

Wu Jin grinned and smiled with a happy face: "I have three wives, I have eleven children, every child is a good boy... the fire is inherited, the blood is endless, I am afraid of something broken?"

Wu Yin raised his hands violently, his palms flashed a cold light, and a long knife screamed out of his palms.

The long knife screamed and screamed, and Wu Yin shouted with tears: "There are wives and children, blood is endless, enough... I want to be the year, I want to be the year... Wu Yin, let the big brother work hard, let the four brothers run around... Even if the body is broken, you have to make a hole in the sky!"

Wu Yin screamed: "My family, I am a witch, why should you be trapped in the dark underground?"

Wu Yin’s eyes were scarlet and shouted: “When you go, even if the sky is against me, I will ask him to ask a truth!”

Wu copper just nodded hard. He took a hard shot of Wu Tie’s shoulder and shouted: “If you want to break the bones, I will die first and then change you. This time, we may, always die, old. If the ancestors thought, if the mothers thought, we thought, the brothers thought."

"Just, even if it is dead, we have to ask for justice. We must also ask one to understand."

"This side of the world, this side of the universe, who is the world of people... Why do I wait for brothers, such heroes, heroes, I can only sleep in the ground, such as locusts, ants, and stealing?"

Witch copper bit his teeth and pulled out a brilliant red apple that was brought back from the ground.

He greedily put his nose in front of the red apple, and he said in a low voice: "I don't want anything, I just want to say, my son, my grandson, my great grandson, the descendants of generations, they are now Born in this world... they have equal, good living power."

"Even if it is just a fruit."

"Even if it's just a breeze with a scent of grass, even if it's just a mist of floral fragrance, even if... how do you say it? The fourth child? My brother is stupid, that is a very nice word. How do you say it?"

Wu Tie smiled, burst into tears and smiled, and looked at his three brothers.

"Small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep lane Ming Dynasty sells apricot flowers!" Wu Tie gently patted the shoulder of Wu copper and laughed loudly: "Remember, don't say it in front of so many brothers next time." , shameless?"

Wu copper laughed loudly, and he laughed loudly: "The small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep lane Ming Dynasty sells apricot flowers... Hahaha, I wish my children and grandchildren, I wish my children and grandchildren, Chiyoda, Bandai, can be drunk Lying in a small building, listening to the spring rain at night, you can also walk in the rain, laughing at the apricot flower!"

The eyes of the witch copper suddenly became red, and almost dripping in the eyes: "I, I, I... Actually, Xiaotie, I have never seen apricot blossoms... I have never seen the spring rain... but that Is it a beautiful thing?"

Wu Tie nodded hard, he took a serious look at Wu Jin, Wu Yin and Wu Tong. Shen Sheng: "Beautiful, beautiful, very beautiful... much more beautiful than your mother... really It’s not that my nephews are ugly, they are all beautiful. But, you really saw the apricot flower after the spring rain...you will believe...the world has a good, detached everything...”

Wu Tie took a deep breath and muttered: "The kind of beauty, the name is free... the name is natural... the name is big and happy... the name... I am killed by me!"

Behind him, 120,000 stretched their ears, and the wording of the Wu ethnic group, who listened to Wu Tie, did not miss them. They took a deep breath and then rolled up a terrible hurricane.

Subsequently, 120,000 was repaired as the weakest and the half-step fetus of the Wusong elite screams in a low voice: "I am bound by my life, apricot flower spring rain... even if it is broken, I am a descendant... They should also be proud of their heads and live under the sun, the moon and the stars!"

The secret method of the witches played a role at this moment. The minds of 120,000 people were completely unified, without any deviation. Their thoughts and thoughts formed a strong constant frequency, and all people’s thinking fluctuations were integrated. Use the same frequency, the same tone, and say something that is generally the same.

Among the witches, the oldest is nearly a thousand years old.

During their long life, they have participated in many raids on the Dajin Kingdom.

For a little bit of the sun and the moon, for the Witch's ancestors can add a little cultivation talent, for the future generations of the Witch can have a little chance to change their lives... they repeatedly on the ground, and the town of Dajin The temple is crazy and killing.

Countless brothers were killed in front of them.

Countless brothers, the eyelids are broken.

Countless elders, in order to cover them to escape, under the powerful armaments of the overwhelming superiority of the Dajin Kingdom.

Countless elders, for the safety of a secret martyrdom, roared with the sorcerer's sorcerer's life, attracted the attention of the great Jinqiang, with a strong enemy far-reaching billions of miles, and finally the temple artifact in the Dajin Shenguo The fly is gone.

Compared with the monks of the peak of the fetus, the age of the millennium can only be regarded as a young age.

But the Chitose of these witches, their hearts are already riddled with holes. They even think that they have no passion, no blood, they only have hatred in their hearts, only crazy, only to retaliate against the Dajin Kingdom. Hysterical.

Wu Tie brought hope to them, and Wu Tie brought hope to the entire Witch.

Their children and grandchildren, perhaps, do not need many years, can really, bathe the brilliance of the sun, the moon and the stars, enjoy the moisture of the wind, frost and dew, eat the **** warm birds and beasts, no longer need to use the cold-blooded lizard reptiles to feed.

No one snorted, but the 120,000 Witches and Langs roared in their hearts--Let's go, if it's broken, let our bones, blood fog, build a strong Great Wall for you!

‘Perhaps, our Great Wall of Great flesh also has a complete collapse... but our spirit, our will, our blood, will always go with you’!

‘Even if it is an enemy to heaven’!

Twelve thousand and four people, the frequency of so many people's pace is consistent, no deviation.

The martyrdom was slightly shocked. The six-person row of the Wujia Erlang team, each row separated by three feet, the team stretched tens of thousands of feet, up to dozens of miles.

Where the long queues of the dragons passed, countless small creatures rushed to run, and many sneaky tribes horrified to pack up and away from the ramp with the fastest speed.

Along the way, Wu Tie showed his magical powers, and a gust of wind wrapped the people's team. They rushed faster and faster. Gradually, some familiar landmarks appeared in front, and Wu Ting laughed loudly.

"Big brother, second brother, third brother, the front is Sanliancheng... The brothers I know are in the city of Sanlian... Haha, here is a good place for a literary book, oh, I don’t know, this group of guys Can the bones be soaked in ink? I don't know if they have the guts and follow me to the outside."

On the flat, seamless rock wall in front of it, a flash of Huaguang flashed, and the magical chapter wearing a green shirt stepped out.

He pointed to Wu Tie and then rushed over.

Wu Tie screamed and rushed up, and with the powerful shackles of the King of the Medal, then slammed each other's back with their fists.

"Come back?" The magic king madly smashed the iron and iron dozens of punches, then looked at him seriously and asked.

"Come back!" Wu Tie smiled very brightly.

"Can you still go?" The King of the Chapter frowned and looked at Wu Tie.

"I want to go, I still want to, take the brothers to play with their lives... Hey, dare? Can't go?" Wu Tie looked at the demon king with malicious intentions.

"I don't want to go, it's a grandson... I have been bored for a long time...but I want to leave, unless you can move Sanlian together. Otherwise, I am now a three-city spirit, I don’t want to go. Ways." Magic King Wang helplessly spread his hands, very seriously watching Wu Tie: "I am going to desperately ... then go to work hard."