Chronicles of Heaven

"Soul traction. Sleepy and secluded."

"Blood traction. Sleepy mysterious spider."

Wu Tie looked at the soul of the Jie Jie Ya who was involved in the long squat, smiled and danced three times around the altar.

He does not know what is happening outside.

I don't know how he followed the souls of the souls, the **** traction, forcibly entangled the spirits of the solitude and the sorrows into the city, and the consequences of forcing them into the big battles.

Some powerful and ancient existences on the mainland of the murder, following the trajectory of Wu Tie's small ruins, discovered the ice temple trajectory hidden by the ice gods in the void, and did not hesitate to launch the attack.

Wu Tie knows nothing about the outside world.

He continued to dance, and then the soul of Chang'an blood and sky appeared on the altar.

"Causeful traction. Sleepy Changan."

Wu Tie smiled at Changan.

The reason why he prepared three grass people was to prepare a trapped ghost, a trapped mysterious spider, a trapped dog and their most causative dog legs.

The soul of Chang'an was absorbed and was caught in a huge flag.

Chang'an is still threatening in the long shackles, and Wu Tie has a finger, and a sword light falls on the chest of the grass man who represents his body. Just listening to a fierce horror came, Changan's body can be as powerful as the secluded and secluded, and there is no artifact shelter, just a blow to his body will completely collapse.

A blow killed the body of Chang'an deity, Wu Tiexiao looked at Chang'an soul in the depths of the flag.

"Speaking that I am interested, I can make you die faster and suffer less. Otherwise..."

In the face of Chang'an, a wave of sparkling strange light, inexplicably gives a kind of sorrow, the horror of the soul and the horror of the soul, whistling, like a huge grinding disc, wrapped the ghost and the sacred spirit At the core, slowly crushed.

The soul of Chang'an was shocked and inexplicably looked at the sorrowful and sorrowful glory.

The souls of the two people maintain the same appearance as their bodies, and Changan is the first time to see the true gods.

At first glance, it is two huge ‘human fish fines’.

Is this the **** of his fearlessness and the fate of his life?

Changan stared at the mournful and sorrowful sorrows.

Under the constant impact of the sacred light in the long shackles, the pain of the gloom and the yinjieya is more than a hundred times more than all the tortures in the world. If it is not their body in the ice palace, there is a powerful ice palace enchantment, there are various artifacts suppressed, and more powerful life energy is continuously injected into their souls...

To be honest, with the strength of the solitude and the cleanliness, they have long been slaughtered into scum, and the soul has completely collapsed and died.

The machine made by Wu Tie is still very young.

Wu Tie’s own cultivation is still very low.

However, the three-city city mobilized by Wu-Tie is a powerful and powerful treasure. It has accumulated enormous energy for countless years, and there is a gray-handed man who is a savage singer. The power of Wu Tie is very strong. Very strong and extremely powerful.

At least it is more than enough to deal with three or five enemies.

Gray Master stood beside Wu Tie, and he was flashing with deep dark light. He looked at Wu Tie with kind eyes and deep in his eyes, but he was hiding a firm and stern.

‘Wolf is a traitor’, this is an extremely sinister auxiliary power.

When Wu Tie agreed to the supernatural blessing of the Grey Master, the Gray Master knew the singularity of Wu Tie and all the other secrets. Only the wholehearted devotion, without any reservations, will devote one's own body and soul to it. This magical power of ‘wolf is a traitor can be successful.

Oh, it was originally attached to the wolves.

Gray Master smiled softly, his hands twitching, and he moved.

In the long squat, the souls of the solitude and the cleanliness of the secluded spurt of the boundless blue cold light, they roared in unison, and opened their mouths and spewed a long light to the outside of the long gong.

Wu Yiyi, the gray master has already stood up and greeted him.

"With my life, with my soul... sacrifice... eternal blessing, wolverine." Gray Master opened his mouth and smiled, happy to smile, with the chest to bear the two light rainbow hits.

Wu Tie looked at Chang Yu.

The solitude and the quiet and elegant souls in the long scorpion are rapidly weakening, and their souls have become two wormholes at the moment, one in Sanliancheng and one in the Ice Palace.

If you pass the souls of the two people as the road signs, you will attack the Wu Tie with anger and anger.

Gray Master's mind was more delicate. He discovered the change in the demise earlier than Wu Tie. He rushed up and greeted the cross-empty blow from the Ice Palace with his own body with little power.

The black flame spurted out in the body of the gray scorpion. All his life, all the souls, all the spirits of the gods, together with the inheritance of his sorrowful sorrows in his blood, burned and burned, and then turned into a black wolf head with a thumb size. Rune, slammed backwards, branded in the heart of Wu Tie, and then instantly fell into his body.

The heart of Wu Tie screamed fiercely, and then it was extremely subtle, but the yin that was actually there was suddenly born from the heart.

Wu Tie’s body swayed, and he took a sigh of relief and then stepped back two steps.

The old iron stared at the tower and rushed over. The black light shone open, and the projection of the tower was suspended in front of the witch iron, blocking the deadly blow of two blue lights.

The void is shaking.

There was an inexplicable force in the void, and the two blue lights flashed a little, and suddenly collapsed.

In Changchun, the soul of Chang'an has been completely annihilated.

On the secluded and secluded souls, a layer of soft blue light surrounds them, leaving a circle of fascinating radiance, and this layer of soft blue light is only slightly flickering.

It takes a lot of time to completely break through this blue light.

Wu Ting's heart, the suffocating continually breeds, his breath is affected by this suffocation, and begins to undergo subtle changes.

"Master." Wu Tie stayed staring at the place where the gray master's body disappeared.

The black wolf head rune is the ‘blessing blessing’ that the gray master burns all the blood, the flesh, and the soul. This symbol has been merged with Wu and Iron. Now, like the gray master, it can make the magical magic of Wu Tie up to 30%.

This seal also represents the strongest heavenly path that the ancient ancestors of ‘狈’ have learned.

With the growth of Wu Tie, this ‘Blessing of Blessings’ can grow with it. In the future, it will increase the power of the magical sorcerer of Wucheng Wucheng, and then it will be 70%, double... twice...three times...

As long as the Witch Iron is strong enough, the growth of the ‘Blessing of Blessings’ can continue to grow.

The true meaning of the wolverine is here, and there is no power in itself, but his wisdom will bring earth-shaking changes to the wolves.

"Master, I, I don't want your strength to increase, I just want you to come back." Wu Tie was overwhelmed by the position where the gray master disappeared.

He almost felt the change in the flagpole with the gray master, but he never thought that the gray master would make such a decisive thing.

Thoroughly sacrificed everything for him, has it been a long time ago?

So decisive.

He wakes up his own ancient blood, and after inheriting his ancestors, did he have the heart to do this?

In the double shackles of Wu Tie, there is gradually lingering.

He grinned, two sharp little tiger teeth, and inexplicably brought a hint of haze.

"Since you have been smashed into the battle, why are you not willing to be quiet, and to die in this book? Why are you still struggling? Why do you still have to resist? If you are not struggling, do not resist, Master Don't you die?"

The faint, secluded and elegant face stared at the witch iron.

Do not resist?

Don't struggle?

When are they stupid?

As for the counterattack just now, it is a decision made by You, what is the relationship with them?

Looking at the blue light surrounded by the body, the face of the clear, clean and elegant look has become much better. This is a direct asylum from the Ice Palace. With the strength of the Ice Palace, it is imperative that their rescue plan is being worked out.

You are absolutely not afraid, and you are not willing to let them break down here.

In the void.

The glacier that once swayed and swayed through the void has collapsed more than half, like a dying lyric snake, slid in the void in the air.

The glaciers that once stretched hundreds of millions of miles, now only a small half, barely holding the huge ship above.

At the edge of the glacier, a large number of icebergs continue to collapse and smash, and they are blown into countless tiny ice crystals.

Among the giant ships, an urgently repaired ice crystal palace, with two hands pressed against a long table of blue ice crystals, staring coldly at the other twelve sturdy living creatures around the long table.

"Your conditions, I promised. But please sign this god... let the **** two-faced and three-knife traitors rescue the ghosts and the sacred souls." The voice of the secluded voice became very hoarse and hard to hear. .

"The identity of the secluded, not to mention, he is the nephew of a **** god of our ice **** protoss, the heir to the future **** king... In the ice **** palace, sooner or later there will be a throne for him."

"Ye Jie Ya, she will become one of my nephews, she is the link between the stable system of the gods and the gods of the gods. She can't die here."

"I hope that you can use your own channels, use your influence, and say to the **** guys, this time, they are not allowed to delay. Otherwise, the ice gods will retaliate at all costs."

The twelve tyrannical living bodies standing at the long table glanced at each other, and a colorful crystal stone strong man snorted, and a very fine laser was sprayed in one eye, and a heavy one was suspended in the long table. A colorful badge was placed on the scroll.

Other living bodies have used their secret techniques to leave a letter on behalf of their own group on this ‘God’.

M continent.

The Sanjiang River meets, the area surrounded by Jiushan, a cloud in the basin steaming Xia Wei, the red sun hanging high, a strip of Changhong running through the clouds, on the sides of the basin hundreds of millions of miles.

At the core of the basin, a black-and-black tree grows straight into the clouds, wondering how high it is.

On the Shenmu, the nine-footed Jinwu, who is tens of meters tall, stands on a very high branch, lazily combing the pale golden feathers with pointed scorpions. Occasionally, feathers fell from them, like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the ground beneath it slammed loudly.

On the ground, there were monks dressed in pale gold robes. Once the golden feathers fell, they immediately ran over, and the look of the golden flames was put into a special metal container, and then quickly sent to a distant place. Save it.

There are hundreds of miles away from this Shenmu, one is not very high, but the imposing peaks are rising.

The sleek shape of the building, the black palace full of mottled years of the flying horns stands between the peaks, and it is not known how many seats.

One of them covers the gates of several tens of acres of palaces. Under the main square of the main square, more than a dozen are wearing green shirts. Two boys with two hairpins are sitting on two benches, laughing and chatting. , eating the fruit.

There are teapots and tea pots on the benches. These boys drink tea and eat fruits. The mouth of the north and the south of the mouth is pulling the dragon gates. One by one is very happy.

Suddenly, the sky appeared a golden light of a size, a heavenly door that appeared like an eye, and a golden stream of light fluttered silently from the extremely high sky.

The high airs of the sky set off, and a large black cloud became a large palm to capture the golden streamer.

Beside the golden streamer, there are various light curtains flickering, and the big hands that condense these black clouds are shattered. The sky is rolling in the sky, and the golden stream is directly in front of the huge black archway. It is clearly a three-foot-long, child's arm. The golden scroll is suspended there.

A group of boys turned their faces, and they jumped up at the same time. They quickly patted the body clothes and walked to the front of the golden scroll. They held a fist and bowed to the golden scroll. Then a boy reached out and took the reel. In the hands.

More than a dozen boys lined up in two rows of neat teams, arching the boy holding the scroll quickly through the square of a thousand acres, ran to the front of the palace.

On the main entrance of the palace, a large black iron plaque on the forehead, the **** characters of the three claws and claws are in the eye - it is the word "town magic temple"!

"The lord, the heavenly gods!" A line of boys abruptly bowed to the closed door of the gate.

After about half a quarter of an hour, there was a low, dull voice coming from the hall: "Hey... heaven? God? I don't know, this group of vampires, what do you want to make?"

The door slammed open, and a long, large hand extended out of the door, grabbed the reel, and closed the door.

It took another quarter of an hour to work, and the low voice came.

"Rescue the two idiots, open the Wenqu star for three years, let the Wenquxing shine on the territory of the Dajin Shenguo, and increase the savvy of my young Jiner?"

"Hey, big, big, these two idiots who have been taken away from the soul... um, oh, don't know."

"Jie Jie Ya, quiet and elegant, quiet and elegant..."

"Oh, is that little girl? She has also come to Dajin..."

"Hey, one day, husband and wife, a hundred days." This is a shame to let go."

"But it, knock the clock, let the kings come to the discussion."

The gongs of Gaochun’s bells and sounds spread all over the world. In the quaint and heavy palaces, the large groups of clouds vacated, one by one wearing robes, wearing a high crown, and the whole body was full of vitality, behind them, the majestic and brilliant Like a man of the gods, surrounded by countless monks, he did not hesitate to drive the clouds to the town hall.