Chronicles of Heaven

Inflamed cold dew.

"Desolation of the wind, cold and dew." Hearing the name "Yanhanlu", Wu Tie’s mind inexplicably emerged from this poem.

Then he subconsciously read it out.

Yan Hanlu's cold eyes were slightly scattered. She never knew that her name could have such a wonderful interpretation.

But soon, her gaze was like the clear stream of the cold wave, freezing, freezing, and chilling.

Her body was bursting with chills, and a chill of coldness continued to emerge from her heart. The palms of her hands ooze cold sweat. The ‘Yuanbing’ scimitar, elaborately crafted by Lu’s master craftsmen, also shivered slightly.

Such a beautiful verse, Yan Hanlu does not feel that Wu Tie himself made.

As the owner of the three families of the Cangyan domain, the experience of Yan Hanlu is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Such a beautiful poem can only come from the ancient civilization.

Such inheritance... means a powerful force.

The idiots of the Shijia group of mines could not have such a strong civilization. There are several books in their study, and the Yan family knows clearly. Therefore, Wu Tie comes from the Shi family and is even more terrible.

The face of the younger disciple who is handsome or enchanting is taught by the longevity in the cold sea.

She is more reminiscent of the perverted, outrageous things that the longevity teachers have made in the Yan family.

Will Wu Tie be a long-lived believer?

"Shijia?" Yan Hanlu was stunned by Wu Tie's heartless poems. She took a deep look at the clear and watery eyes of her witch. The soles of her feet suddenly exploded with two flames, accompanied by loud noises. She rushed over to Wu Tie.

The flames blasted, and the cold dew brought out a residual image. The body tore the air and knocked out a circular burst of air. It was like a self-investment, and it was in front of Wu Tie.

Her hands waved gracefully, and two delicate curved knives swayed from the starting point to the cold star, silently shrouded the witch iron.

This is the most beautiful move that Wu Tie has ever seen.

The line of sight is covered by flames, and the field of vision is the blazing fire. In the flame that seems to be devour everything, the cold light that illuminates the crystal is like a blizzard of snow, with a bitter chill that stabs the core of Wu Tie.

Flames burn everything, and the cold shines through the soul.

The body of Yan Hanlu is turned into a fire, a wind, completely lost the entity, in the skylight, Wu Tie can only see the cold and ice-like clear scorpion of the cold cold dew.

Re-building.

This age and the girl who seems to be a witch in the iron, has been a rebuilding of the heavy property. And she can get rid of her body shape and turn into a fire. She has obviously cultivated a supernatural power.

Wu iron whispered, the invisible force field collapsed inward, and then violently broke out.

In the bang, the air around Wu Tie rushed out, and the white blast exploded around the circle. The land around him was cut off, and the five stone giants were The explosion of his outburst was caught off guard, and he flew out in a wolf.

The flames wrapped the witch iron.

Inflammatory dew avatars are in full swing and are fully integrated into the turmoil of the Wu Iron Eruption. The shadows of the flames condensed in the air and rushed through the gas explosion, and rushed to the front of the witch iron without any hindrance.

Wu Tie took the wind and swayed with his left hand.

A large cloud of smoke rises from the ground, and Wu Tie’s body will suddenly fly off the ground.

Innumerable cold light flew with a bitter chill. In the sound of ‘噗嗤’, two delicate scimitars pierced the body of Wu Tie hundreds of times between the fingers, tearing open his flesh.

What followed was the sound of ‘叮叮’.

The two-handed scimitar violently struck the bones under the witch's skin, swallowed four dragon's horns, and several pieces of the 'Yuanbing' weapon, which swallowed the two black bones in the genre pit, and that one. A huge black bone door...

The most important thing is that Wu Tie also combines the incomparable relics and engulfs the essence of the no-return.

In addition to the first section of the left index finger of the metamorphosis, Wu Ting's body is not as weak as the ordinary 'Yuan Bing'.

Yan Hanlu's attack frequency is extremely fast, just because the attack speed is too fast, the power is too light. The scimitar easily tore the flesh of the witch iron, but it can not cause a little damage to the skeleton of the witch iron.

The scimitar and the bone impact are like slashing on the iron plate. In addition to the crisp percussion, there is even a very small gap in the edge of the two-handed machete of the cold dew. The skeleton of the witch iron is more than her two-handed machete. It must be a little harder.

The wind and the sky violently tumbling, the light around the Wu Tie was distorted, and the next attack of Yan Hanlu suddenly became chaotic. She could not determine the exact position of Wu Tie. What she saw was not the actual, but the illusion of being distorted.

Her scimitar wiped the body of Witch Iron again and again, and could no longer effectively damage Witch Iron.

Witch iron snorted, and the flesh was broken through hundreds of small cracks, and all of them were straight through the bones, pain, pain, and **** body, which looked like a good blood.

Fortunately, his front and back have a protective mirror, and the right arm is with a white tiger arm...

A scream, Wu Tie pulled out a long gun, and both hands slammed the rifle with all his might, and laid a whirlpool of swirls around him.

Round, one by one to protect the whole body.

Under his power, there is a blessing of the Lantern Festival. Nearly a million pounds of divine power makes his long guns scream like a thunderous sound when the air is torn. The air bursts continuously from the rifle, and the air around him is like an explosion. The same spewing, the momentum is fierce.

Yan Hanlu's two-handed machete continued to squat, and a long gun that was bent into a ninety degree slammed into her machete.

In the loud noise, Wu Tie’s brute force was too horrible, and the two curved knives exploded, and his rifle was shattered by too much impact.

Yan Hanlu only felt a huge earthquake in his arms and instantly lost consciousness.

She exclaimed, and the hard-boiled life was smashed out of the state of the gods, and flew backwards like the leaves in the wind.

Her arms were weak and pulled, and the flesh below the elbows split like a spider web, and the blood spurted like spring water. Her arms and arm bones cracked dozens of cracks, and even the bone marrow deep in the arm bones shook like a bean curd.

The power of Wu Tie is too violent, and the strength of the basic environment is hard to reinforce the master of the building. He actually suppresses the cold dew, and he will seriously hurt the cold.

The pain hit.

Yan Hanlu has never suffered such a bitterness from small to large.

Two lines of tears flowed involuntarily, and the cold and heavy fell on the ground. The giant force on the Wu iron rifle still acted on her. She slipped back hundreds of meters and pulled a deep in the field. Ditch, at least thousands of lava grasses were crushed by her.

Wu Tiexin’s face is sore.

The wound that was cut by the scimitar was bleeding, the pain in the body and the pity of the heart, so that he couldn’t help but screamed: "The cold dew... surrender... these lava grasses, these grasses, too Worried about good things!"

Yan Hanlu was lying on the ground in the sky, his arms were sore, and the bones of his body seemed to be shattered. It was so painful that she could not move at all.

She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the rock dome above.

Just then, the heavy blow, Yan Hanlu obviously felt that if the quality of the long gun in the hands of Wu Tie was too bad, it could not bear the terrible brute force of Wutie...

If the quality of the pike is fine, let the power of Wu Tie send more to her, instead of temporarily breaking it...

She is now with the two scimitars, the lance, and the whole gun is pumped into a plasma.

Overbearing power.

However, the atmosphere of Wu Tie is only the foundation of the building. He is only building the foundation, there is no breakthrough in the realm of enlightenment, and even a trace of mana is not condensed.

A middle-aged black man was in front of Yan Hanlu, holding a long knife and looking at Wu Tie inexplicably.

He is the guard of Yan Hanlu, his repair is higher than Yan Hanlu, but the real combat power may not be as good as the cold.

After all, Yan Hanlu is a family of Yan family. The cultivation is the high-level practice of the Yan family. The middle-aged black is only the family of the Yan family. The practice of cultivation is weaker than the ancestral practice of the rumor.

Wu Tie can hit a serious injury and cold dew, and naturally he can defeat him.

Another middle-aged black man ran to the side of Yan Hanlu, carefully feeding her two wounds and carefully lifting her up.

Wu Tie did not pay attention to them. He pulled out a fresh lava grass from the ground, wiped the soil on the roots and swallowed it. The huge energy erupted in the body, and Wu Tie breathed long in accordance with the basic breathing method, absorbing the energy inside the lava grass as soon as possible.

Hundreds of deep-reaching bone wounds quickly became bloody.

Although it is still very painful, at least not bleeding.

Wu Tie picked up a big axe thrown by a fire crocodile warrior from the ground, rubbed his hands with an axe, step by step to Yan Hanlu and two black clothes middle-aged: "We are here, just for this element... ...to give up resistance, I don't want to do it for no reason."

Yan Hanlu frowned at Wu Tie and bit his teeth and asked, "Are you a longevity teacher?"

Wu Tie picked a brow and said: "The group of bastards? Of course I am not... they are my enemy."

Yan Hanlu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at the two black clothes around her middle age, shook his head: "Well, we don't resist..."

Two black men in middle age shouted at the same time: "Miss?"

Yan Hanlu shook his head and looked at the five stone giants standing behind the Wu Tie body: "The five big guys, we can't deal with it, let alone this monster."

Recalling the scene of the Wu Tie’s attack on the smashing of the smashing smashing, the smoldering smiles: “Building a foundation, you have a talented supernatural power... There is such a brute force that is not weaker than the giant, such a monster, we can’t cope. ”

"As long as you are not a long-lived person, there is no big deal." Yan Hanlu sighed and shook his head: "Big big, my father will redeem me back... though, a little shameful."

Yan Hanlu smiled.

Wu Tie waved his hand, and the old white and black skin rushed to the past with a sigh of relief. The two men in black were completely defeated by drugs, and they tied them with special ropes. .

Later, Laobai also gave a bottle of anesthetic to the seriously injured Yan Hanlu, so that she could no longer afford a little strength.

Solved the three people of Yan Hanlu, one hundred fire crocodile people such as Lulu were also tied up, and Wu and his party cheered loudly. A large group of rats rushed in, sweeping the entire flat like a locust.

In the flat area of ​​a dozen miles, a large number of Yuancao is planted in the most dense way.

There are tens of thousands of lava fields, and there are more high-order fire clouds, and even dozens of flames are even higher than the fire clouds.

Because of the unique environment of this acupoint, there is more irrigation of magma. The quality of these grasses is about 30% stronger than that of the stone produced by Shijia. There is no doubt that this is a huge fortune.

If it weren't for the Yuancao, which is constantly produced by this source, how could Yanjia have the title of the strongest warrior family in Cangyan?

All the grasses are perfectly accommodated with the special containers that are brought in, and then the neatly placed yards are placed on the carts of the limestone lizards.

After a full half-day family, hundreds of rat talents harvested all the grass in the hole, and the next work was given to the five stone giants.

The thick and thick stone giants in the Rat Warrior harvested the grass, they have already taken the materials on the ground, carved five huge water tanks with big stones, and reinforced with their talents, these water tank materials It has become much stronger and the temperature it can withstand has increased a lot.

Then they followed the lava stone into a river, striding into the lava river outside the stone daring, directly from the lava river, a cylinder of a magma, rushing to bring the magma back.

The one-cylinder and one-cylinder magma fell in the heavens and earth of the Yuan point. The soldiers brought by Wu Tie used various tools to mix the thick soil and magma, and soon the soil was completely compacted.

Unless you use a lot of strength and material resources, the soil layer of the entire Yuan point will be changed. Otherwise, this Yuan point will never grow a Yuan grass.

Even if the soil layer is replaced here, the soil of this element will become much thinner. Without years of cultivation and irrigation, the productivity of this element cannot be restored to its peak.

The best estimate is that in the next 30 years, Yan Jia will not want to get too much Yuancao harvest from this Yuan.

There is bound to be a fault in the Yan family.

With the foundation of the Yan family, it is naturally difficult for them to fall from the throne of the three families of Cangyan domain, but it is enough to make them burnt, the whole family will be much weaker, and will never be as unscrupulous as before.

This is Shi Meng’s revenge against Yan.

The Yan family burned half of the fields in Dashicheng and burned so many serfs, so Shi Meng destroyed one of their temples as revenge.

Yan Hanlu and two black men watched as Wu Tie and others smashed the Yuan points, and they were so trembled, but they could do nothing.

Finally, when Wu Tie put his gaze on the only remaining tree, and noticed the three flames and three fruits, Yan Hanlu finally screamed: "You can't move the three fruits... that is ...that is...poison!"