Chronicles of Heaven

Between heaven and earth, own road.

Heaven and earth are like mothers, and the avenues are like breeding, giving birth to hair, and it is a treasure.

The human body, the world of miniatures, the mystery of the inner and the middle, corresponding to the heavens and the earth, the self-contained avenue.

In ancient times, there were great supernatural beings, taking their own thorough avenues and integrating them into the embryos. They can nourish them with a huge amount of heaven and earth. They can reconcile with their own essence, point out spirituality, and open up the spirits. Naturally, the gods are self-contained.

Endless strange pictures flicker in my mind.

Endless magical knowledge flows through my heart.

The blood of Wu Tie is boiling, the blood is rushing, the memories of generations and generations of ancestors have never dissipated, but they are hidden in the blood.

Wu Tie, the Taikoo 'Women' sacrificed to the heavens, awakened the power of the blood, and the memory of the generations and ancestors recovered in his body.

Traces from generation to generation, from fathers and grandparents, to Zeng Zu and Taizu.

From ancient times to the Middle Ages.

From ancient times to Taikoo.

The blood continued to trace back, and finally Wu Tie saw two spirals of mutual spiraling and flying in the void.

Fuxi and Nuwa held the ‘foot’ and ‘regulation’ and danced in the innocent air.

Surrounded by wind and thunder.

Thick clouds chase it.

The thunder is accompanied by fire.

Aurora Yunxia arched.

Numerous wonderful knowledge, even the inclusive knowledge of the old iron heritage is recovering.

Every cell of Wu Tie is like a huge library of books, which contains the knowledge and experience accumulated by generations of ancestors from generation to generation. In a very short period of time, Wu Tie seems to have a face-to-face exchange with these ancestors and learn from these experiences and knowledge.

Wu Tie smiled.

Among his ancestors, there are so many amazing great supernaturals.

Of course, when the ancient times, how many ancestors did the Terran? The human beings nowadays, the ancestors that everyone has, are counted and counted. It is such a thing. The common ancestors that everyone has are those great great powers.

Those who are not qualified and who are not strong enough cannot continue their blood.

Wu Tie smiled.

He is using the most orthodox approach of the time of Taikoo, imitating the refinery of heaven and earth.

Inscribed with a symbol.

Arrange the array method.

The baffle is prohibited.

Engraved plaid.

It’s just the path of the next nine streams, it’s not the right way.

The human body is a microscopic universe, and the human body contains endless worlds. As long as you can understand a avenue, you can take this avenue with the secret method, into the embryo, and directly to the embryo.

This is the right way to imitate the world's best way to imitate the world.

It’s just that the descendants are incompetent. They can’t understand so many high-level avenues. They can’t completely break the shackles of the heavens and the earth. They can’t completely break the shackles and the avenues are incomplete. So they can only get the scales and claws. That little bit of the seal, the symbol into the embryo.

"The soul is scattered." Wu Tie looked at the giant flagpole that gave off the horrible soul, and smiled.

He danced again and danced around the altar.

The wind swelled, the thunder rushed, and there were vistas like the wind and the fire.

The eyebrows of the eyebrows squirted cold, and the sorcerer screamed with sweat. His hands jerked into the eyebrows, and it was a cold sensation that allowed the people in the distance to scream and scream. Almost frozen, crushed streamers emerge.

The streamer that Wu Tie took out from his life pool is a wonderful road to heaven and earth.

He broke all the shackles of heaven and earth, and he opened the door to the mysterious treasure house hidden in the deepest part of the human body.

Therefore, he mastered the hidden secrets of all the mysteries corresponding to the heavens and the earth.

Even if it is not pure enough.

Even if it is not enough.

But like the newly-opened King Cobra, which still has deadly fangs and venoms, the boulevards that Wu Tie took out from his life pool are deadly in nature and terrible.

Day by day, month by month, and old iron, they seem to see a piece of fur of a wild beast through a bamboo tube.

Looking at the leopard in the tube, you can still find it horrible.

This stream of light, Wu Tie broke into the embryo of a long sword.

Then there was another mad dance, and another avenue sneaked out of the pool of life and put it into a long sword embryo.

The seven avenues streamed seven swords.

The seven-handed sword also released a strange cold light, with a little gray, with a little cyan, with a bit of dead and dead colors.

"Seven Stars and Swords." Wu Tie whispered to himself: "The Taikoo Wushen Shentong nail head seven arrows book as a template, drawing the power of the Nether Spring, attracting the opportunity of the Beidou killing, huh, huh... you should not use that day The shackles are trapping me."

"The world is shackled, the heavens and the earth are locked... This is also the bridge between heaven and earth."

"You took your own breath and took it to my big line."

Wu Tie grinned and smiled.

He raised his hands high and shouted loudly at the magical spell that the magical king taught him to control the Sanlian City.

Twelve huge columns of light swayed violently, and then these beams suddenly spurted a powerful stream of light, like the great rivers and rivers infused with the altars built by Wu and Iron, infused with the soul of Wu Tie’s successful refining. Dilated and seven-star scorpion sword.

"Yes, the demon is a ghost, I don't know his birth, I don't know his birthplace, only the gods breathe a sigh... Please, the heavens and the earth are the same as the ghosts and gods, helping me to chase souls and cursing people." Wu Tie is like crazy In the same way, the action is extremely exaggerated and dances around the table.

The long scorpion swayed violently, and a huge amount of heaven and earth could be swallowed into the long scorpion.

The seven-handed sword revolves around the long rotation of the dragonfly. Every rotation of the sword has a very chilling atmosphere.

Gradually, the murderous atmosphere enveloped the entire Sanliancheng.

Day by day and month by month instinctively reacted to this chilling gas, they swelled and swelled, frowning backwards and backwards.

The old iron also released the shadow of the tower, and the black **** shone on him and the witch, protecting them from slowly retreating.

Only the gray master calmly stood on the black cloud. Not only did he not retreat, but he continued to fly toward the altar.

"Wu Tie, the Master helps you." Gray Master's smile is extremely splendid: "Wolf is a traitor, you can naturally enhance the strength of the wolf... Oh, this talented master of the Master, this is also the first time to use."

Gray Master laughed and came to the altar.

Everyone in his hair spurted black light, and the black light of Sensen fell on the altar. The chilling chill of the original chilly and suffocating suddenly added 30% of the power.

In the city of Sanlian, everything is stiff, and even the huge inner sea has become like a mirror, and there is no ripple in the sea.

"Master of this magical power, wonderful can not be said." Wu Tie smiled and reached out, his fingertips split, a trace of cold and sturdy blood fell on the three grass people on the table.

In the blood, there is a faintly visible, faint blue double-screw ice pattern looming.

The ghost used the secret technique to put a new shackle on Wu Tie and others.

And in this new shackle, there is a breath of ecstasy.

Wu Tie began to recite the curse. He walked slowly around the altar step by step. It was like carrying a heavy mountain. The pace was heavy and the movement slowly began a new dance of sacrifice.

The long shackles of Wu Tie refining, as well as the seven-handed swords, swallowed the torrents of light from the twelve beams of the city, and the avenues of the slabs in which the sorcerer was injected slowly began to grow and grow, gradually giving off a compelling breath.

Comprehend the avenue, swallowing the power of the heavens and the earth, nourishing the avenues of the avenue, and making it grow stronger. This is the true meaning of the cultivation of the monks of the Taikoo.

This long, this sword, at this moment, is the embodiment of Wu Tie.

The breath is the same, the spirituality is the same, the witch iron whispered the curse, and the force that dragged the soul in the long shackles followed the suffocating shackles of the cold and screaming the source, and pursued the past toward the emptiness.

It is a thousand miles away from Sanlian City.

In the caves of three or four hundred miles, a castle has just been washed away with water, but the air is still filled with a strong **** smell.

The cloak was covered in a spacious robe and slowly walked out of a bedroom.

On the bed of the bedroom, a few pink and white figures were faintly visible. They curled up on the pile of soft beasts and whispered in a low voice.

The mysterious spider clasped his hands on his chest and stood on the aisle in front of the bedroom. He looked at the ghost like a smile.

"You understand now, why have I often come down in these years?"

Xuan spider smiled and looked at the sky: "It is not for the merits, but also for this supreme enjoyment."

The squinting eyes, cold eyes looked at the mysterious spider: "The fallen, not very meaningful flesh happy... You Jieya, you fell..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Yu suddenly laughed: "However, this kind of fallen happiness seems to be good. Since it is not our original body, with this fast-cultivating body, enjoy some happiness that you can't enjoy on weekdays. Not bad."

The mysterious spider smiled softly.

The tip of the finger flickered with a very fine cold light, and a little bit of ice crystals floated out. The mysterious spider said leisurely: "The support of the Dark Guild has arrived. We have enough cannon fodder on hand now... Is it the general attack?"

The faint smile, he looked at the mysterious spider and shook his head gently.

"Ye Jie Ya, my sister, you have to remember, we are not the stone heads of the Tianjing Protoss, nor the war madmen of the gods."

“Why can't you think of a better approach than using violence?”

The secluded secluded road: "I didn't have time to tell you, I have left some interesting little things on them. They will give in."

"Three Liancheng, the strategic value is not small. Instead of destroying them, it is better to convince them and let them become our slaves." The fingers of the **** pointed at his temple: "Move the brain, this is our ice spirit family." of……"

The words of the sky could not be finished.

His body swayed, his eyes were black, and his tall, tall and straight body suddenly fell forward.

He struggled hard, slamming forward seven or eight steps, knocking down a square table, and squatting on the floor with his hands.

Shaking his head hard, two tiny, flashing blue rays spurted out of his eyes.

"Jie Jie Ya, there are ... evil forces are eroding my soul... God, how is this powerful energy reaction? No, no... save me..."

"Jie Jie Ya, your body, go to the center shrine, let them use the power of the main artifact... protect me... my..."

The pale body threw down to the ground.

The soul in his body disappeared, as if a black hole suddenly popped out of his body and swallowed his soul quietly.

The mysterious spider stayed, she screamed and jerked up and looked over.

A very thin blue cold light came down.

The mysterious spider's body suddenly stiffened and then fell heavily on the ground.

In the darkness of the outer periphery of the mainland, on the mighty glacial glaciers, in the huge boat of ice crystals, in the beautiful ice crystal palace, the body of the mysterious spider is in a huge crystal ball. Floating freely.

Suddenly her face changed slightly, and her eyes flashed a glimmer of cold light.

She rushed out of the crystal ball, and her long tail slammed into a cold light and rushed out the door.

"Who is the rotation today? My brother is a soul attacked by the soul... you..."

The screams of singularity and screams just came out. In the neighboring ice crystal palace, some beautiful fishtail beauty screamed and rushed out.

"The singer, the soul of the eccentric is gone!"

'boom'!

In this majestic ice palace in the ice crystal palace, a group of dazzling blue gods rises to the sky.

The blue light turned into a 10,000-mile-long frosty rainbow that rushed toward the mainland.

A layer of faint light above the continent, seemingly broken at any time, the light curtains twitching open, the layer of light curtains are washed away by the blue frosty rainbow, and the frosty rainbow is also weakened by layers.

Eventually, when the frosty Changhong was about to touch the surface of the mainland, a stalwart figure of a leading person emerged from a mountain.

The translucent squatting figure opens a huge scroll with both hands.

"Fengtian carrier..."

A great humming sound came from the shadow of the man.

The four-character and one-exports suddenly changed dramatically. Only a hundred-year-old frosty Changhong was smashed and smashed into a blizzard of mountains and rivers that swept over a hundred thousand miles.

The faint faucet of the whole body is slowly immersed in a huge mountain.

On the glacier, in the main shrine of the ice **** Protoss, a pity of quiet voice came: "After a step, the soul of the **** has been plundered. However, I can not understand how his soul breath is captured by the enemy. He did, what should not be done?"

"Did you forget, in the past few wars, the people who died under the evil method of the seven arrows?"

Yu Jie Ya rushed in the direction of the main shrine, and she screamed exhaustedly: "Rescue the soul of the soul, I am willing to pay all the price."

The sly face is pale.

She suddenly remembered the masters of the mainland below, the terrible magical spells they had.

In the city of Sanlian, on the altar, three grass people suddenly swayed violently.

A young man with a faint human fishtail appeared on the altar.

Before he could see the scene around the altar, Wu Tie and his hands were shaken, and he had a long scroll, and he had already been involved in the long shackles.

Then a long sword fell and a grass man was worn.

In the ice palace, the body of the ghost that fell to the ground suddenly spewed a translucent blue blood.