Chronicles of Heaven

In the two or three miles outside the shack area, there is a plank entrance that is cut into the rock wall.

The narrow plank road is barely able to walk side by side with two or three people. For the half-dragon people who change in Wutie, such a road is a bit embarrassing to walk.

All the way, squatting and walking along the plank road, the white tiger cracked from time to time and slammed on the rock wall to make a dull sound, causing a water tank-sized depression to the rock wall.

Each of the two leading blood gnomes heard a crash, and their short body violently twitched.

They jerked back, and they smiled at Wu Ting with a flattering look. The horrified eyes subconsciously swept over the depression on the rock wall.

It’s too horrible, too powerful, and it’s a dragon man who is known for his powerful physical strength... How heavy is the weapon on his body? With a single touch, you can create such a large hole in the rock wall.

The two **** gnomes are full of scenes after they have been split by the white tiger. Their eyes are more and more horrified, and the body is squatting from time to time.

Going along the plank road for dozens of miles, climbed up to the height of the rock wall nearly three kilometers away from the ground, where a small stone platform was cut on the rock wall, and several snakes standing in heavy armor stood. Here, staring at the witch iron, spit out a long snake letter from time to time.

The dragon man is born with a **** shock to the snake, and it is a crushing, controllable shock.

A dragon man stood there, and no snake man dared to shoot him.

Even if it is only a dragon's baby, and the snake man is already a master above the lifeline, they can't break through the **** imprisonment.

Wu Tie took the platform. He stood on the edge of the platform and took a cold look at these cold, sinister black snakes.

Squinting, some free light moves in the blood of the witch.

This was the time when Wu Tie was blessed by the Yi people's ancestral spirits. He broke through the first road to lock the tens of thousands of filaments and liberated the avenues. He can change into the shape of a half-dragon, because in the broken shackles of the heavens and the earth, there is a part of the dragon's blood.

A arrogant, unpredictable, extremely overbearing atmosphere rushed out of the Wu Tie body like a hurricane.

The two blood gnomes 咚 咚 软 soft on the ground, they were scared enough by the Witch iron along the way, fiercely rushed by his deliberate release of the breath, they have not been scared is already very courageous.

And those snakes who were cold and sinister, they fainted with their eyes closed.

The dragons exuded by Wu Tie were extremely pure. He deliberately used a small means to magnify this pure dragon's breath several times. The impact of the dragon was on the souls of these snake people.

Originally, it was a natural crushing blood deterrent, and Wu Tie intended to do it. These black snake snakes are also a kind of inferior blood in the snake human species, far less than the Sa Daren who Wu Tie has seen.

So they fainted very simply, and the body was pumping from time to time, and there was a strong smell on the body.

These unlucky guys were insulted by Wu Tie's breath.

"That's really a shame on our blood curving knife." An old voice came from a hole in the side of the platform. A thin bald old man stood with his hands on the hole, squinted and looked at the body of Wu Tie Kui, and then satisfied with it. nod.

"However, the feelings are forgiven, a **** breath is comparable to the pure blood dragon... half-dragon?" The old man's light green skin pumped and smiled and nodded to Wu Ting: "I heard that you are willing Join our blood curving knife?"

"Policy, money, can't you do it?" Wu Tie strode to the old man.

He doesn't look at the snakes. For the dragons, they can deal with other ethnic groups equally, but only for the snakes... In the minds of the dragons, the status of the snakes is even theirs. Slaves can't match.

This is pure ethnic discrimination, and Wu Tie has performed this kind of ethnic discrimination in the Dragon.

He strode to the old man. The old man was almost half his height. He looked down at the old man. He slammed the white tiger and slammed it on the ground.

More than four meters long, the white tiger cracked into a stony ground.

Mars splashed, and even a few runes on the ground flashed. Obviously, the blood curving knife has some defensive means on this platform, but these defensive means are in the face of the horrible power of Wu Tie and the terrible weight of the white tiger.

The old man's pupil contracted a little. He glanced at the white tiger's crack that fell deeply into the ground. He smiled and said with a smile: "I am the blood-curved sword warlord, the green dragon Tang Tang. This hero, you want to join us blood curving knife. After that, it’s your own person... dare to ask your name?”

Wu Tie took a look at Tang Qiyi: "Green 螳螂? You are a blood curving knife, why not call blood? Well, it doesn't matter, you call death, and I have nothing to do with me... Is there money? The two red-skinned guys say there are more benefits?"

Tang Qi smiled very gently, and did not see that he was actually a war knight who was responsible for the armed conflict with other forces.

He smiled like the old grandfather, and grinned with a grin. "Of course, of course, good wine and good meat, gold coins and gems, there are weapons of the gods, and the beautiful little girl is a lot." Oh...oh, dare ask your name?"

Tang Qi asked the question of Wu Tie for the second time.

Witch iron frowned. He looked at Tang Qi and said coldly: "What do you want to do with my name? I don't have a name. You call me... the gunman is fine."

Wu Tie grinned and smiled with a hint of weirdness: "I am like this big baby with my big gun, black, long, hard... Anyone can easily die... oh... you call I, the gunman is fine."

Tang Qi was very difficult to swallow a spit. He turned his eyes and looked at Wu Tie. He murmured: "Gun, Lord, or, in the future, everyone will call you a gunman..."

After a few laughs, Tang Qi slammed his mouth and yelled at her mother.

These dragons, as it is, are still not a thing as always... Seeing the so-called gunsman’s name is not willing to report it, apparently it is also a slap in the black snake domain to escape the disaster.

However, many good men in the Black Snake are such a source.

There are basically few good and good people in the black snake domain.

Therefore, the more wicked the bastard, the more popular it is... especially the wicked person who has done a great disaster, can do such a big bad thing, and can also go to the black snake domain, which proves that you are powerful!

Now the lack of blood curving knife is the powerful person.

Tang Qi smiled, and he reached out and touched the white tiger crack of the ordinary man's thigh. He said: "Luke, um, my blood curving knife, now I need a good man like you. We are in charge. Rice, money, and other benefits, as long as you have enough strength,"

Tang Qi pointed to another platform on the far rock wall, separated by about ten miles.

"However, when you first arrived, we didn't have any impression of your repairs, strengths, or anything. You joined us with a blood curving knife. How much benefit should it have? For example, every month's money should be made. How much to give you... Also ask the gunman to show his hand."

Tang Qi smiled and said: "The other side is a stronghold of our death against the head of the Golden Undead. These days, the deputy churchlor of the Golden Undead, the White Ghost, is also here. Like me, they are also recruiting people. I will wrap you around the white ghost, you can..."

After a sentence has not been finished, Tang Qizheng wants to say his own request for the 'gun lord', Wu Tie has already laughed and jumped up, relying solely on the physical brute force to skip a distance of more than a dozen miles, whistling and slamming The platform of the Golden Undead.

With both hands clutching the white tiger's crack, the witch iron picked up a long gun that was more than four meters long, and the platform was smashed down with a shot.

Hercules magic, Dingjia Shentu, two kinds of magical powers at the same time, when the long shots down, the guns hit a few dozens of air in the square, a hurricane swept the eight sides, the virtual air made a very dull sound.

On this platform, Tang Qi suddenly widened his eyes.

The pure, overbearing blood of the Wu Tie body, he felt a burst of heart.

A shot was swept out, and the air in the radius of dozens of miles was taken out by a blow. What a great force? It is said that the dragon's natural power is the best of all ethnic groups. It relies solely on physical strength and outrageous defensive power. The high-ranking dragons in the high-rise can resist the masters of other ethnic groups... It seems that this statement is true.

It was like a slamming sound on a sunny day, and a gunshot slammed into the tens of meters of platform of the Golden Undead.

A loud bang, highlighting the rock wall more than ten meters, the platform of 30 meters wide blasted openly, the huge platform exploded into a stone powder, and even a piece of sesame grain size could not be left.

The hurricane that was rolled up on the gun slammed the stone powder, and the sky stone powder flew out of the distance, turning into a retro-grade gray mushroom cloud under the slanting iron.

"Fighting!" A roar came from the cave behind the platform of the Golden Undead.

A whole body was pale, skinny and white, and a pair of dark eyes flashed in the eyes of a pair of deep-eyed eyes. The whole old man who looked like a white evil spirit rushed out of the cave.

The old man stepped into a white gas and rushed to Wu Tie. Zhangkou was a white light flying out, hovering and smashing down to Wu Tie's neck.

The old man waved his right hand, his arm leaped rapidly in the harsh '咔嚓' sound, and it became dozens of feet long and the palm of his hand became seven or eight meters in size. The five fingers shone with the white white light, and the head turned to the witch. The iron was fished.

After the Wu Tie, there was a sharp laugh from Tang Qi: "Old Nine, your opponent is... I... dry..."

The white ghosts and old nine mouths spewed out a delicate slap-sized bone knife, and the white miserable bone knife spewed cold and yin, and it was as fast as lightning on the neck of Wu Tie.

Witch iron neck swayed, so that his neck is critical, and several major blood vessels avoid the bone knife.

The bone knife opened the flesh of the neck of the witch, and cut deep into his muscles, then squatted on his neck.

A crackling sound, Wu Tie's neck bones are not damaged, but the bone knife has a thumb-sized gap. The white ghost and the old screamed, and the body was just shaking... The soul was stinging, and the white ghost and the old nine immediately understood that his weapon of the pickpocket had collapsed.

Wu Tie raised a long gun, without any gorgeous fancy guns, just like a stick, a savvy stick smashed toward the white ghost's right hand.

‘嘭’!

The right hand of the white ghost and the old nine is also a supernatural powerhouse. It is several times harder than steel, and it has hundreds of millions of pounds of force. It is usually used against the enemy, and the enemy with weaker strength is caught by him. One fell, it is the end of the broken bones.

Today he met Wu Tie.

The white tiger cracked a shot and slammed it up. The white ghost and the old nine made a horrible sound like a ghost. His entire right hand was smashed and broken, and the white light shattered into a group. Witch iron is more powerful than him. White tiger crack is harder than his palm, so his palm can only be crushed.

Not waiting for the white ghosts to show other magical powers, Wu Tie has already rushed to the front of the white ghost, and grabbed his lean neck like a chicken neck. The magic of the gods is fully motivated, and the right arm is inflated. The extra large tank, Lin Qibai Ghost Lao Jiu went to the ground below the three kilometers.

'laugh'!

The white and old nine-skinned body opened a long white mark in the air.

It’s just a bit of effort. The white ghost and the old nine are from the height of three kilometers, and they are lying on the ground straight.

The ground is like a surface of the water, and it is broken into a humanoid hole without a sound. The body of the white ghost and the old nine smashed the ground and fell deeply into the ground hundreds of meters deep.

Until this time, the white terror and the old nine possessed the horrible power of Wu Tie’s throwing.

The body of Bai Gui Lao Ji’s body was blown into a smash, and the horrible force of the leaked air spread to the surrounding rock layers. The rock layer collapsed and collapsed, and the surrounding ground swayed violently. Large shacks collapsed, and countless vendors rushed around.

Tang seven stood in the air, staring at Wu Tie with his eyes wide open.

The knives of Bai Gui Lao Jiu will be gone, but his strong bones are also famous in the Dalong Grottoes. With this hand, there are more than a dozen people who have died in the hands of Bai Gui Lao Jiu.

Tang Qi said that he could pick up the white ghost and the old nine, but at least he had to fight hundreds of moves. Without a small half hour, he could not defeat the white ghost and the old nine.

Wu Tie relied solely on brute force, and he killed the white ghost and the old nine...

This guy, this guy... he just regained the realm!

Dragon Man, is it really so terrible?

Wu Tie turned around and he snorted and pulled out the bone knife embedded in his neck. The blood spurted out, and Wu Tie did not care to wipe the plasma on his neck. He smiled at Tang Qi's teeth. "Tang Qi, do you think that I am worth the money? Oh, this is really a life pool." territory?"

Wu Tie shook his head and sighed: "Weak, really weak... Well, is he really a pool?"

This white ghost is nine, and it is a lot weaker than Lu Yan’s several guys. Wu Tie originally wanted to entangle him with a few tricks to show off his martial arts... I didn’t expect it to be so He lost his life!

Wu Tie could not help but faintly hope - if the top of the gold undead is so weak, how good is it?

"Mighty! Unparalleled!" Tang Qi smiled his eyes and became a line: "Gunny, your money, of course, the highest one!"