Chronicles of Heaven

Suspended to the top of the tower, and sprinkled black light to cover the whole body.

The old iron took the scepter and looked at the light trace of the colorful light flashing from Wu Tingmei. He spit out his long tongue and grinned.

"Although, you are amazing, but... I still have to say that a woman is a woman... I am too soft and kind."

"However, my old iron is different...doing things, why do you leave room for people?"

"Being first to take the path of others, people have no way to go in this life, wonderful!"

The old iron was groaning low, and he held his scepter around him, his hands on the witch iron, and a black deity appeared at his fingertips. His whispering chanting spell, the mysterious spell and the sacred **** armor on the witch iron have a strange resonance.

In the system of practice represented by Osiris, the eagle **** is the ruler of the sky, and he controls the wind and the power of space.

"Space... found it. Hey, what does this mean? Deliberately leaving such a strong atmosphere, is this intentional to confuse Laozi to start? Hey, a woman is a woman, wants to do things, and die to face."

"Why? Let Laozi pay more for such a set of hands and feet."

The old iron muttered to himself, the metal wings behind Wu Tie's body slammed open, and every piece of metal feathers violently swayed. Around the void, there was a strange whirlpool, and all the little whirlpools quickly merged into one.

A huge space vortex with a diameter of several meters appeared, and the old iron looked awe-inspiring, and his hands were gently stretched out.

It’s like a snake charmer put his hand into a jar of poisonous snakes. When the old irons just reached in, they yanked outwards.

Nine large lumps were pulled out of the space vortex by the old shovel.

One of the light clusters has the largest volume, and the diameter is about 100 meters. The light clusters are curled up with a colorful peacock with a brilliant body. The long tail feathers of the peacock are fascinating. It seems that there are countless gods in the eyes. Scan the world and everything.

Among the other eight light clusters, there is a leafy linden tree, an elegant and holy eucalyptus tree, a red lotus wrapped in a thick red flame, and a black and red glamour. Mandala flower.

There is another phoenix, a Dapeng, a god, a bliss bird, they are quietly curled up in the light group, only occasionally shaking the body.

"Good things." The old iron looked at the nine light groups and muttered: "These treasures, is the biggest baby in Sanlian?"

With one hand pressed, nine light groups were submerged into the body of Wu Tie.

Together with the four light groups that were previously entered into the Witch Iron Body by the ancestral priests, thirteen light groups illuminate simultaneously in the Witch Iron Body, and then watch the thirteen light groups quickly close together, blending into one, a subtle The breath spread in the witch iron body.

The old iron hand waved, and the space vortex in front of it slowly dissipated.

In the iron and iron body, a wave of strong soul undulations spreads continuously. His skin does not break open a terrible wound, but under the nourishment of the thirteen forces of thirteen light clusters, all the wounds just appear. Heal immediately.

The illusory shadow of the harvest tree emerged from the top of the Wu Tie, and a branch of branches and roots danced cheerfully, deeply plunging into the void.

A world of heaven and earth like a river can be continuously injected into the body of the witch iron, filling a little bit into his skin, flesh and blood, blood vessels, meridians...

The enormous soul power and the strange power formed by the gathering of thirteen light clusters are perfectly integrated into one, which is turned into a pure and pure behemian force, and washed the Tianshou Building behind Wu Tie.

Like the dragon's Tiansuo heavy building trembled fiercely, a cluster of light shattered and shattered, countless light spots were continuously integrated into the witch iron body, each light filament collapsed, and there was a powerful golden mana whistling into the eyebrows. .

Thunder, fire, aurora, meta-magnetic, mysterious ice, flowing water... All kinds of visions are constantly appearing around Wu Tie.

His body has also become extremely weird.

Sometimes the skin is white as snow.

Sometimes the body is black as ink.

Sometimes it becomes a flame.

Sometimes the whole body is lingering.

Sometimes the entity, sometimes blurred, sometimes disappears completely, and sometimes suddenly becomes a smashing shadow, and appears in dozens of different positions around.

There are dragons, there are Fengming, there are winds and violent winds, there are tsunami rushing, all kinds of strange sounds are constantly coming in the Wutie body.

With the heavy collapse of the Tiansuo Building, it has completely turned into a light point and integrated into the body.

The old iron was staring at the ever-changing witch iron, muttering: "Yuan Shi Jing", "Yuan Shi Jing"... Hey, yes, what about the dead fat?"

The old iron suddenly woke up, and he looked around.

With the help of the ancestral spirits of the ancestral spirits, Wu Tie killed dozens of ancestors who were present with the martial arts of the ancestors. The old iron only looked at the treatment of witch iron and resolved that he could not bear too much soul. Strength, the crisis of the head bursting.

He didn't even notice where Kim Mancang went.

The old iron's nose was pumped hard, and his face became a bit ugly.

In the air, there is the smell of the remains of the ancestors of all ethnic groups, and the soul particles of their souls disintegrate and dissipate.

There is no breath of gold full warehouse.

This guy, in the ban of the ban, was launched in full, and before Wu Tie spurred the scorpion, he actually ran without a trace.

"Oh." The old iron grabbed Wu Tie, put him on his shoulder, picked up the scepter, and strode to the other end of the ramp.

Along the ramp, all the way forward, straight ahead for a few kilometers, is a long ladder of forty-five degrees down.

The steps are spacious and tall, and the walls on both sides are inlaid with brilliant pearls, which radiate the radiance of the shining light. However, there are distinct bans here, and the bright pearls of these sea bowls are dazzling, and the old iron can only see the range of more than ten meters.

At first glance, a long string of pearls is clearly bright.

However, the power possessed by the body of the old iron, the artifact of the tower, can only see the range of more than ten meters around.

"The ancestors of Sanliancheng, are very lavish... This ladder..." The old iron rushed down for a quarter of an hour with the witch iron, and suddenly turned back and found that he was still in the position of the stone steps, he could not help but pick up the right. The stick, squinted at his head.

"This is a space labyrinth?" Lao Tie's dog's face pulled down: "This stuff, how to crack? I... no..."

The old iron had a dim sum, and he grinned and smiled, then quickly looked around.

"Strange, that fat man, he should have come here too... How can he not see him? Or, he has already broken this ladder and went in?"

The old iron frowned, and he suddenly screamed, and the right hand scepter swung forward.

A loud bang, the scepter's jackal head and two squirts spewed out two blacks, and the boundless black wind rolled up the black sand and screamed across the stone steps. The stone steps shook violently, the air in front of it squirmed, and the stone steps became bright all the time, and then became dark and dull.

"Hey, you don't need any magical powers, you don't need any broken skills, you have enough brute force, you can." The old iron man smiled: "I can't enter the door... I will smash your door, how simple Things?"

"Maybe Laozi's brain is a bit simple...but as a pure warrior, what is the brain, what does it have to do with me?"

The old iron opened his mouth and spit out a long tongue, and the humming ‘嗷呜’ screamed.

His crystal brain and the artifact of the tower are not very compatible, and his power to the tower is extremely limited. This is the case, the black light that the old iron spurted out, still makes the whole stone step tremble violently.

With his hands on his scepter, he slammed forward.

A loud noise from ‘bang~咔’.

The void in front is like a lens, and a gleaming stone step appears in front of the old iron.

The stone steps are wide and wide, and I don’t know how long it has been extended. The stone steps are densely packed with thousands of all-black metal enamel.

These metal enamel work is exquisite, the shape and face are lifelike, and it is no different from real people. They are two meters high and tall, wearing black armor, holding a graceful shield in their left hand and a sharp and long sword in their right hand.

The stone steps have just appeared, and these metal scorpions have raised their heads at the same time, their eyes are bleeding, and they are staring at the old iron.

At the same time, these metal enamels took a step forward, and their body gradually increased their breath and quickly reached the peak level of heavy buildings.

"Re-benefit? Not enough..." The old iron grinned and laughed.

But in the next moment, the blood in these metal scorpions flickered a few times. At the same time, they looked at the iron and iron on the shoulders of the old iron. The sound of ‘咚’, the one knee on the knees fell to the ground.

The laughter of the old iron stopped short.

In the Wu Tie body, the thirteen regiments of light were merged into one, and a golden light group stayed in his chest. A wave of wonderful energy fluctuations was spreading all around.

This force is rapidly enhancing the body of Wu Tie, enhancing his physical function in all aspects.

At the same time, this power is also integrated with the huge heaven and earth energy absorbed by the Harvest Tree, and the soul power of Wu Tie's rapid enhancement. The pure power of the glass is constantly impacting his Tianshou Building.

The Tianshou Building behind Wu Tie’s body has become more and more dazzling, more and more crystal clear, and the volume is becoming more and more huge.

And this power fluctuation has become more powerful and more and more different.

Thousands of heavy metal shackles sensed this fluctuation in the Witch Iron Body and suddenly fell.

"Oh... confessed to the Lord? Good." The old iron is not awkward. He continues to squat with the Wutie and runs forward along the stone steps.

Running along the stone steps all the way, probably marching down a few kilometers deep, a silver gate in front of it is in sight.

"Dead fat!" When the old iron looked at the door, he suddenly screamed.

The door is slowly closing.

The height is a hundred feet, and the door that is several hundred feet wide is opened a few feet wide. Now the door is slow and a little closed.

Between the two door pages of the gate, the silver electric light of the fists of the roads flows silently, turning into a blazing field of lightning, which clearly contains the greatest power.

The silver electric light is densely intertwined, and between the electro-optic, probably a fly can't fly.

Old iron probably can figure out what happened here.

The king of the magic chapter entered the silver gate with the witch, and the king of the magic will not close the portal. He must have left the door for Wu Tie.

Only gold is full.

Only he secretly came here, he passed the stone steps in front, entered the silver portal, did not know what method to use, and closed the door that was opened again.

The old iron strode to the front of the gate, staring at the silver electric light flowing on the portal.

He hesitated to extend the scepter and carefully point to the electric light.

‘嗤啦’.

The old iron and the witch iron burst out of countless silver electric sparks. The old iron screamed and was thrown back hundreds of meters away by the electric light. Together with Wu Tie, they rolled on the ground.

Wu Tie was also smashed into a flash of electric light, and his long hair was curled up.

The half-fainted Wu Tie Ling Ling had a chill, opened his mouth and spewed a green smoke, and he was sobered up by electricity.

He licked his mouth and straightened up the upper body. He looked at the silver door and suddenly laughed. "How come I suddenly had a full map of Sanliancheng? Oh, it’s weird... but, okay."

"The spell of opening the door is really weird..." Wu Tie loudly, with a strange voice, continuously pulled out a hundred and eight strange syllables.

The electric light that rushed on the silver gate suddenly disappeared.

The huge portal slowly opened to the left and right, revealing a spacious passage in the middle.

"Old iron, I am numb, I can't move, I still have to work for you." Wu Tie smiled and put one hand on the shoulder of the old iron: "Hey, this gold is full, I thought he was very weird... Unexpectedly, he is not just weird, it is still weird."

"It’s weird again, it’s not weird to die.” Laotie’s thinking is always simple and rude, but very efficient.

He picked up the witch iron and sprang into the silver gate.

Behind the silver gate is a silver ramp, with hundreds of silver stalks that have reached the life of the pool.

The strange atmosphere in the Wu Tie body spread out, and these silver cymbals also slammed on one knee and let the two enter.

This was followed by a golden portal.

The golden flames spurt on the golden portal, and the portal is slowly closing.

Wu Tie once again read a series of quirky spells, the flames disappeared, and the golden door slowly opened.

Behind the golden gate is a long golden ramp.

Thirty of the golden shackles that have reached the height of the baby's hiding place, the Wu Tie is also a breath, let them sing.

All the way, Wu Tie and Lao Tie's face are a little weird.

The foundation of Sanlian City, the foundation of Sanlian City...

Such a strong foundation, the incompetence of the peacocks of the Great Peacock and the incompetent, will they be destroyed overnight by the entire royal family and overturned their rule?

In particular, there are countless information about the Sanliancheng Peacock and the 12-phase family in Wu Ting's mind.

A lot of information is recorded in the thirteen light groups.

The more I understand this information, the more Wu Wu is unable to understand the destruction of the big peacock royal family.

Crossing the golden ramp, passing through a translucent white glass portal, the fog in front and the glow of the sun, Wu Tie and Lao Tie came to a large hall.

The king of the magical chapter lay stiffly on the ground, and Jin Mancang was angered with a sharp knife on his body.