Chronicles of Heaven

"Oh, hehe!" Wu Tie was so snarled by his teeth.

It has been a hundred battles, how many times have been seriously injured in blood, how many times broken bones, but never had such pain.

The collapse of flesh and blood, the vitality is rapidly annihilated, the terrible radiant energy penetrates the flesh and blood, eroding the internal organs and the bones. With the chaotic bone strength that Wu Tie now possesses, this strange radiant energy can slowly erode the bones and damage the bone marrow.

The Pangu, which is as high as 30,000 feet, has shrunk a little bit, which means that the power of Wu Tie is shrinking.

Wu Tie bowed his head and scratched the upper body. There was only a long snake bone in the lower body. "Am... you must withdraw first..."

The Haidao people and the five-way people rushed up, and a sea of ​​pearls flashed around the Bohai Sea people, and dozens of bottles of Baodan flew to Yum.

Healing, qi, blood, and even a short increase in physical defense and activity.

With the level of civilization of the Three Kingdoms, the boulevard Baodan refining is not easy, but Wu Tie has conquered the numerous Weimen valves of the year, many of which are good at refining. In the identity of Wu Tie today, Avenue Baodan is not a difficult thing to get.

Yum is very decisive.

She took over the avenue Baodan sent by the Haidao people, and shook hands. All the Dan bottles shattered, and hundreds of different radiant avenues took an arc and swallowed it.

In an instant, 娲 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑

The newborn flesh is quickly covered by a layer of golden snake scales, and the edges of the snake scales are faintly visible.

Zum’s long tail was erected, and he took a look at the back of Wu Tie’s head: “Wu Tie, it’s really a good son for the mother... Oh, you’re not bad, like a man’s appearance.”

With the 120,000 Witch brothers, Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Chong, who flew up from below, snorted.

This is the case!

Hey, Wu Tie is your good son. Let's be the three brothers, Lao-Niang-you don't look in your eyes, right?

Looking at each other, Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong are both at the same time. They have activated the blood of the witches and displayed the changes of the witches. For a time, their bodies also swelled to a thousand feet, one by one holding a thunder, the mouth spurting flames, the water and fire around them all entangled, the breath suddenly became extremely violent and powerful.

The 120,000 Witches and the Langs are also long-distance, and they fought several times with the Witch Iron. Under the blessing of the singular Witches, they shared the knowledge and inheritance that everyone gained, and they re-encoded a lot of their own acceptance and comprehension. The law of the road.

In front of these witches, they are nowhere weaker than the top geniuses of the Sui Dynasty.

Their bodies became huge and abnormal. They controlled the wind and thunder, made waves, and rolled up a violent meta-craze. Then they almost instinctively formed the witchcraft with the fastest speed.

"Eminem, we are here!" Wu Jin, Wu Yin, Wu Tong Yang Tianxiaoxiao.

"Hey... are you also like to be a brother? Anything makes Wu Tie rush to the front. Are you three big, don't you feel ashamed?"

Zim bowed his head and learned the three sons of his own family. He was so stunned that the Wujin brothers were gray-faced and sullen.

Well, only Wu Tie is personal, and all three of them are picked up from the rat's lair!

Suddenly, the three witches of the Wujin brothers cooperated with the big array to reconcile the huge force of the gathering of the big arrays, and turned into the body of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie, who is already unable to support, is screaming.

His flesh and blood flaking and melting body quickly stabilized, and huge vitality rushed in the body. Those flesh and blood that were corroded and killed, and had no vitality, quickly fell off, and then a large piece of new body quickly formed.

Pan Gu, the 30,000-foot-tall, swelled rapidly, and instantly reached 40,000 feet.

Wu Tie's palm spurt a large chaotic torrent, and he swayed with his fingers, and launched the 'Wanhua robbing hand'. The gray light of the gray whirls in the palm of his hand, and the colorful torrents collapsed and decomposed, and a huge mass of energy exploded. Come.

The sky is full of colorful light in the raging flow, and the chaotic flood of Wu Tie’s palms holds the colorful light that falls straight down.

The colorful gods are broken down by the catastrophe, and the pores of Wu Tie's body are fully open, just like a black hole, madly engulfing the energy of the colorful light after the disintegration.

Innocent and empty, the star of the spar is once again shining brightly.

The huge star regained energy, and the crystal thorns that came out of the star suddenly swelled. The colorful torrents that were originally sprayed were only a hundred miles thick, and now suddenly expanded to a thousand miles.

The snoring of Wu Wu shook the whole star: "How can you fight against the Tianjing Protoss? How do you ignore the power of the Tianjing Protoss?"

"You, even with that little land... are destroyed!"

"In any case, you are destined to die this time!"

The colorful torrents whizzed through the innocent void, through the darkened space, and slammed into the atmosphere of the continent.

A layer of faint streamer converges from all directions, turning into a layer of light blocks in front of the colorful flood.

Weakened, weakened, and steadily weakened. The fascinating light in the singular light buildings condensed over dozens of tens of thousands of continents loomed, and the hard powers of the colorful torrents offset more than 80%.

There are still more than three hundred miles of colorful gods descending from the sky, and heavily hit the hands of Wu Tie.

The power of the colorful gods suddenly increased. Wu Ting only felt that the pressure above it had soared by a hundred times. His arms and the flesh and blood of the upper body were burning, and they burned to the ashes in an instant, only half of the body was dark. The skeleton is kept intact.

Numerous broken roads and avenues have collapsed everywhere, and the naked eye can see the ruined flesh of the Witch iron smashed like a dragon flying like a dragon.

Wu Tie had to scream out of the sky, and his body suddenly fell down by a thousand and seven thousand miles.

Under the Wu Tie body, Wu Jin, Wu Yin, Wu Tong, together with the 120,000 Witches and Langs, snorted at the same time. Huge power was directly crushed on them through the body of Wu Tie.

The bodies of Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong were bursting open, and large pieces of blood spattered.

The bodies of the 120,000 Wolverine priests exploded one by one and burst into a cloud of blood. With the four roars of the Wu Tie brothers screaming and screaming, the power of the big array was launched, and the blood fog of these witches was re-consolidated into a burly body.

The "Manual Sutra" was launched.

The witches of the body exploded, and the breath suddenly jumped up a lot. The mana atmosphere of thousands of witches and priests directly rose to the level of the five heavens in the gods, and improved the two or three days of the past. for.

A much larger mana was injected into the body of the witch, and the speed of the body slowed down a lot.

"The heavens and the earth are righteous...there is a manifold..."

The top of the Wu Tie, the eight-end 砚, the heart-shaped paperweight, and the three-only ruler, which have never been collected, have passed through the literary essays of the three white lotus palaces.

The white gas on the top of the Wu Tie head is like a wolf smoke straight into the sky, but the white gas in a few feet is faintly visible. The sun, the moon and the stars rise and fall, and the people of Limin are faintly visible...

‘嘎吱’, three pieces of heritage whispered at the same time.

Wu Tie got three pieces of Wenbao's active blessing and urging. The arrogance in his body is like a sword that is unyielding and unyielding. He stabbed the inside of the colorful light, and tore it into two halves.

The colorful light is suddenly dark.

Was swayed by Wu Tie Haoran, and the colorful light that was so arrogant and arrogant, was actually destroyed by the 30% of the power, from more than three hundred miles to a diameter of more than two hundred miles.

On the ground, I was just thrown into the ground by Wu Tie, and I was so smashed that my bones were almost smashed, and I looked up and looked at the Wu Xie, which was illuminated by the colorful gods.

After watching it for a long time, Bai Suxin shook his head violently: "This is the attack of the evil spirits of the heavens... Once, all of them were attacked by this colorful light. It is the seventy-two generations of the Emperor, that is, Things more than two million years ago..."

"Everyone has been crushed by a blow... You, Wu Tie, a barbaric leader in the district... How can you..."

In the unbelievable mutter of Bai Suxin, Wu Tie’s body rose a little bit and pushed back to the sky a little bit.

Under his body, the three bodies of the Wujin brothers continued to burst and grew... The 120,000 witches were smashed and smashed into pieces, but they quickly re-condensed into flesh, and then they re-condensed into the flesh. The breath becomes stronger.

"Oh, this seems to be the correct way to cultivate the "Manual Sutra"?" Bai Suxin was shocked and screamed with incredulous screams: "But, put yourself in such a desperate destiny..."

"The big man, the man, the son of a thousand gold, can’t sit down... stupid, stupid, just stupid stupid..."

"Leave a useful body to be able to... revenge in the chest..."

Bai Suxin’s madness depreciates the stupid behavior of Wu Tie and others... In his view, with the status of Wu Tie’s status, with his potential and the strength he has today, he is a “person of the people”, and it’s like Extremely noble person'.

In the face of the attack of the evil spirits outside the world, Wu Tie should not desperately resist.

He should learn to be jealous and jealous and leave without hesitation.

Why should we resist it?

why?

Just to protect the ground, those who are stupid, rough, and have no value... Ants?

Bai Suxin’s disdainful eyes swept through those nearby.

Those indigenous tribes from the ground, the rats, the gnomes, the dwarves, etc...

Rough, ugly, with a stinky taste on his body, a smell of muddy legs that have not been cleaned...

For these squatting, despicable creatures, as for your own life to fight?

In particular, Wu Tie is the King of Wu... The king who is on the high, is desperate for these squatting ants? It’s just that!

Only the people worship the king, where is the king who is desperate for the people?

Bai Suxin constantly quoted the classics and wanted to refute Wu Tie’s impulsive, worthless, brainless impulsive behavior.

But gradually, Bai Suxin couldn't say anything.

Because his heart is collapsing.

He could feel that his heart was collapsing—even if he used various means to maintain a bright and beautiful 'White Lotus Heart', but at this moment, as he continued to defame Wu Tie, his This piece has been completed for tens of thousands of years, and it is collapsing.

"I..." Bai Suxin closed his mouth.

He closed his eyes.

He remembered that when he was a child, his enlightenment master, holding the scroll, said to him the simple, but not ordinary words.

However, once upon a time, he has forgotten those simple, but absolutely not ordinary reasons?

At the time when his bright and beautiful ‘Wen Xin’ collapsed, Bai Suxin suddenly remembered the wrinkle, which was not strong, but it is said that he read through the old masters of almost all the books of Bailian Palace.

He racked his brains and wanted to find the words he had said in the past from his memory corner.

"When, when did I lose my heart... So that the eight-end swearing them, will they abandon me?" Bai Suxin muttered to himself: "I changed my name to Bai Suxin? Then my real name is... ”

"I, why should I study?"

"Reading, you can understand. Reading, you can plasticize. Reading, you can do it. Reading, for the fire of my people, endless, multiplication and inheritance..."

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corner of Bai Suxin's eyes.

"Wrong, wrong..." Bai Su’s heart came with a crisp crack of porcelain.

He opened his eyes and stared at the sky, the group of burly, tall, blood-stained figure... The high-temperature, glaring colorful light was on the top of the head. On the ground, some of the hills had already burned into the sky.

The forest was ignited by the high temperatures emitted by the colorful gods.

Colorful light is more than 10,000 miles high from the ground.

There are still more than a million miles, the temperature has been so amazing, it is conceivable that Wu Tie and others who are fighting against the colorful gods are now suffering from terrible pressure.

In the sky, a group of burly and majestic figures are roaring.

On the ground, the tall, low-profile figures of countless indigenous tribes are struggling to stand up. They look up at Wu Tie and others, and at the same time make an earth-shattering buzz.

Unyielding, heroic, full of strong willingness to live.

"Reading is to let my humanity seedlings live better." The old master's words echoed in his mind.

Very simple, very simple, and there is nothing to say.

Reading is just for inheritance, inheriting the knowledge and wisdom of the ancestors, so that future generations can live better with this knowledge and wisdom.

To live better, instead of using this knowledge to make yourself a person, not to use this knowledge to fight for power, to plunder the interests, to do the activities of the fly camp shit.

In the depths of the underground pit, the sound of the wind faintly came: "Hey, hey, are you okay? Come on, let's run away... When they are stupid, we flee!"

Bai Suxin hesitated.

"Run away?"