Chronicles of Heaven

A group of rugged men violently shot and instantly collapsed rock formations hundreds of miles away.

Fortunately, there are no ethnic groups in the vicinity - there are actually a few small family residences, but they have been slaughtered by the mysterious spiders.

In the boiling magma, thunder, gravity, meta-magnetic, hurricane, all kinds of devastating energy such as dragon shuttle, ordinary life pool monk in this environment, afraid that it will not become a breathing time becomes a powder .

This is the case with his four life subordinates.

They were wearing a black scorpion, and thought they could escape from the birth of the sky. .

Dozens of miles away, the old iron is being touched by Shi Fei, Tie Dajian and others.

The surrounding rock layer suddenly disintegrated, and then the flames rushed from the sky, and when it was instantly turned into a piece of magma, the old iron roared the most wonderful swearing mouth he knew, and his body suddenly expanded.

The old iron body of the ordinary jackal shape squirmed, and quickly became about five meters in height. The whole body was dark and the skin was faintly covered with golden stripes.

Holding a scepter in the shape of a sickle, the old iron lifted the scepter in his hand, and suddenly the whistling wind blew, and countless black sand swept out from the old iron, turning into a huge black vortex to protect everyone inside.

Surrounded by the violent impact of the magma, the old iron of today's body, after all, is not his original body, he can control the power share is not large.

The black sand hurricane was almost collapsed by the magma, and the old iron's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

A black glory rushed out from the top of the old iron head, and a black pyramid with a height of three feet floated out. The lacquered pyramids of the black lacquered surface are constantly appearing, and the raging, hurricane, hot sun, full moon, torrent, mountain peaks... all kinds of visions are constantly emerging.

The black sand enchantment around the old iron has soared, and it has steadily supported the magma and other destructive energy that has been washed around.

Wu Tie is also struggling in the magma. The defensive power of the armor given by Osiris is astonishing. Witch iron rolls over dozens of heads in the magma, and a layer of black light shrouds in the body, without much damage. .

After the mysterious spider and the self-destructive head, Wu Tie was struggling to survive from a magma vortex with overlapping gravity fields and meta-magnetic aurora. Before he could breathe, he had four big men at the same time.

"There is still a little thing!" A red-haired big man, 'haha', laughed and grabbed it from the neck of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie did not use white tiger cracks.

Looking at the behavior of these big men, although rough and barbaric, but Wu Tie thinks that they are not bad.

Not only that, Wu Tie is also inexplicably a little close to them... From them, Wu Tie always feels the same temperament as the Witch War.

The same embarrassment, the same barbarism, the same rudeness, but the same makes people feel inexplicable and heavy.

Therefore, Wu Tie did not use white cracks.

When the big man grabbed it, Wu Tie also greeted him with a backhand.

Dahan surprised his eyes wide open and laughed aloud: "Ha ha ha, the little guy is very good... but weaker..."

‘嘭’!

The iron palms of Wu Tie and Dahan were held together. The viscous and heavy magma tumbling around, the magma within the radius of the square suddenly retreated to the surrounding area, and a hard spherical space was bombarded.

The face of Dahan suddenly changed and became red as blood.

The words 'weaked' have just been exported. The huge force that comes from the hands of Wu Tie is like Hongfeng's slap. The body of the big man suddenly swayed and slammed back half a step. He was almost overthrown by Wu Tieyi.

"Good!" Dahan yelled, his five fingers slammed into a large flame, and a violent amount of violence far beyond that of Wu Tie was suddenly suppressed.

The other three big men have already laughed wildly. They pointed at the big man and laughed loudly. Although they didn't speak, Wu Tie listened to the hidden meaning of the laughter of the three men.

They seem to think that this red-haired man was almost overthrown by Wu Tie, which is an unacceptable and incredible thing.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, the big man’s palm burned, and the strength on the palm of his hand was terrible. Wu Tie had a childhood and witch game. He was pressed by a witch with a finger on his shoulder, crying on the ground and struggling. sense.

The power of this great man... strong horror!

Compared with the big man, the power of 饕餮鸪 is like a little white rabbit and a tiger. The big man may not be just a tiger.

Breathing deeply, the eyebrows and the mana are burning fiercely, and the Hercules magic, the Dingjia Shentu, the Wuding Kaishan, and so on are all launched. Wu Tie's body swelled like an inflatable, his arms swelled to the thickness of his thighs, and the five fingers clasped the palm of the big man, pushing back with all his strength.

The face of Dahan is more rosy, and there is a faint flame in the pores on the dough.

"Kid, how many days do you have to re-consolidate? Five weights? Six weights? Seven weights? Your breath is too clear and clear, your realm is not high!"

Dahan also had his arms inflated, and a more and more powerful force was pressed back.

Wu iron arm violently groaned, his muscles were overwhelmed by the tearing of the muscles, and the silky muscle fibers were constantly tightening and breaking, and the power of his arm bursting was rapidly cutting.

"Heavy the building... a big day!" Wu Tie looked at the big man: "You... purely physical power?"

"One-day doll? This strength... is even stronger than the dolls of this family!" Dahan also stared at Wu Tie: "No, no, your body is weird, simple, you Realm should not have such power."

"Even if it's all kinds of great powers, it doesn't work... don't even think about it."

"The technique of refining the body of the family has almost reached the extreme that human beings can achieve... Any equal realm, the physical strength of this family must be the most powerful in the same realm!" The little man will be a little bit The arm pressed back to the chest.

"Your strength is a bit too big..." The glory of the big Han dynasty, the two eyes turned into two vortex of flames, and the invisible gaze burned the surface of the witch iron.

"Your flesh and viscera, polished well, even more powerful than the viscera of the doll skin that the family has cultivated for a long time... But that's it, the technique of refining the body, the same way, the world is no shortage and the family is refining The law is quite a secret technique."

"However, your bones... kid, it's a hard bone!"

The five fingers of Dahan and Wutie were tightly buckled. The flesh on the fingers of the witch iron had been bruised and purple, and the flesh on the fingers was completely violently crushed by the violent crush of the Dahan, completely becoming dead skin.

Only his finger bones and the hen's phalanx rubbed against each other and made a harsh squeaking sound, just like two iron ingots violently hit.

"When I broke through the life of the pool, the bones have you so strong now... Kid, what kind of panacea did you eat? Or what strange baby? Hehe... Have you heard of it?"

Big man smirked.

Dahan’s three companions also laughed at the same time.

"What?" Wu Tie bit his teeth, he madly mobilized all the power and full potential of the body.

His whole body bones are madly absorbing the last bit of the bone essence, his bone strength, his strength is still rising rapidly.

But the power of the big man is terrible, and it is stronger than the imagination of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie has exhausted all the great powers he has now, and this big man is still using pure physical power.

The flame that spurted out of his palm was only the energy that naturally spilled from his body when his physical strength broke out. When Dahan arrived at this time, he still did not use any auxiliary magical powers and secret techniques.

"What? Hey, it’s not a good thing for you..." Dahan smiled seriously toward Wu Tie: "For example, this thing has a relationship with me!"

Wu Tie’s face is frozen.

"This thing, is it with you? You know, why is my bone so hard?" Wu Tie's arm has been pressed to the chest, the metal wings behind him slammed hard, and the witch iron relied on the power of the armor. Only barely stabilized his figure.

"Baby?" Dahan smiled and his eyes became a line: "If it is a baby, then it must have a relationship with us."

The other three big men also laughed and gathered around. They vigorously moved their arms and legs, and proudly showed off their developed muscles to Wu Tie.

They didn't move, they moved, and the black leather armor that was forced into it was suddenly cracked.

"Little guy, tell the truth, robbery!" The deep blue water in the pupil of a big man's skin was surging. He said: "There is a heavy sky in the area, can have such power, such a hard bone... Hey, How much good can this baby bring back to my family?"

"Terrorize Ha... Hey, take out all the good things on the body." Another big man laughed: "The man of our witch family said that the baby that robbed you of your hard bones will never move. You are a copper boy..."

"Spoken a nail... The witches, they never do the things that are in the next three... But what do you say?" The last big man frowned, and he thought for a while, This murmurs: "What treasures... There are Germans... That... Hey?"

The eyes of the four great men wandered around. Obviously, none of them could say this sentence.

After a dry cough, the four men laughed at the same time.

They are very arrogant and say to the witch iron: "In short, robbing..."

Wu Tie’s left hand was also lifted up. He held the hands of the red-haired big man with his hands and crushed his teeth. “Wow? Which witch?”

The four great men screamed at the same time, and they screamed in unison: "Between the heavens and the earth, the head is standing upright, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the sorcerer can't be lost."

Wu Tie slammed a loud bang.

He and the big man entangled all the flesh in the right palm of his hand. He slammed hard, and the palm of his hand was pulled back from the horrified big man. He held the white tiger crack in his left hand, and the metal wing slammed behind him. His figure was The flash went to seven or eight feet.

The reddish-faced big man's face was flushed, and he angered at Wu Tie: "Boy, you are so slippery!"

Wu Tiezhen put a piece of Yuancao into his mouth, and a trace of fleshy meat on the right hand palm began to give birth. He looked at the four great men who had to join forces to rush, and said with a cold face: "Witch? I also surnamed Wu..."

The four big men are suddenly stiff, four people look at me, I look at you, and then look at Wu Tie.

Silence for a while, the red-haired big man took a piece of flesh from the palm of his hand when he broke free from the palm of his hand, and shook his hand to the distance: "Old ghost uncle... this kid, surname Wu Yi!"

The flesh flew just a foot away, and the white-haired old ghost with white hair was like a ghost, and it was pulled out of the magma. The right hand grabbed the small piece of flesh that the great man threw out.

Putting a trace of blood on the nose and sucking it in front of the nose, the white hair of the old ghost's face is a trace of blood, and his fingertips have a few white light-colored sesame-sized runes jumping and flashing, he was surprised. I widened my eyes and looked at Wu Tie.

"Sure enough, I am a descendant of my witch family...and, the blood is very close to the main family... Doll, who are you?"

"Witch fight!" Wu Tie looked at the innocent big man who gave him a sense of closeness, and he reported his father's name.

"Witch fight..." The white-haired old ghost's right hand groaned for a while in the sleeve, and found a black tortoiseshell that was one foot square. He bit the tongue and sprayed a little blood on the tortoise shell. The hands rubbed against the tortoise shell.

A smoky black mist ejected from the tortoise shell, and countless hard-to-understand ancient oracle bones emerged from the black fog.

The white-haired old ghost muttered: "Witch war, witch war, witch war... The old thing called the witch war, the little guy has a total of twenty-seven people... Look at the age of this little guy, his age is absolutely But fifty...then, there is only one witch in the age of fifty..."

A silhouette of a high-spirited man appeared in the dark fog.

Wu Tie’s eyes suddenly turned red.

The face of the great man is tender and tender, and looks like the appearance of fifteen or six years old, but the face is clear and clear, clearly the appearance of the witch war.

"This family, the seventh room, Wuwu's eighteenth witch war... because of poor talent, can not enter the family ancestral home ... voluntarily leave home to practice, seeking a breakthrough opportunity ..." white hair old ghost looked at the tortoise shell constantly The words that emerged, muttered: "calculate, calculate... the seventh room of the house, Wuwu that kid is mine..."

"Well, Wu Wu's father is a witch, it's my grandson... Well, Wu Wu is my great grandson, witch war is mine... your kid is mine..."

The white-haired old man sighed, and he looked at Wu Tie, and there was a hint of warmth in the white scorpion.

"Don't make such a vain, you call me an old ghost ancestor... these four big bully guys... you call them uncles."

There are countless tastes in the heart of Wu Tie.

The magma behind him suddenly separated, and the old iron in the shape of the jackal was carrying a scepter, and hurriedly rushed through the black sand hurricane.