Chronicles of Heaven

"Wow, strength!"

Wu Tie stood on a small hill, while kneading his left hand and flesh, while looking at the brigade of more than a dozen miles away.

After the treatment of the crystal ball, the left hand has fully recovered.

However, Wu Tie is psychologically a bit unacceptable.

That day, under the intimidation of the old iron, he swallowed both dragons.

Seeing that the flesh of his entire palm was burnt clean, he left a metacarpal bone that radiated a faint black light, and even smelled the pungent barbecue in the air...

"I always feel that this is not my hand..."

Witch iron frowned, reaching for a stone to grab it.

Silent, taupe stone, like tofu, was deeply caught by his five fingers. Crushed stone into powder, broken stone silent, Wu Tie's left hand, has become a terrible weapon.

Inserting a long gun on the ground, Wu iron extended his left and right hands and shook it.

The pain in the right hand is difficult, as if it were to be crushed. Like the attempt at the ancient **** barracks, the power of the left hand is much larger than the right hand, and it is much stronger. With both hands in the grip, the right hand is not an opponent at all.

"A whole dragon bone?" Wu Tie thought of the pain he suffered when he swallowed two dragons, and he couldn't help but feel a cold.

But look closely and the right hand is almost the same, but the left hand with a slightly darker skin tone.

Wu Tie squatted and thought that the sale was still done.

Power, this is power. If his whole body bones can be as hard as the left palm, he will be harder than the stone...

"I hope that you can deal with that big guy... Well, old iron, the problem is, even if they can win, how do we get the big guy over?" Wu Tie is very modest to ask questions from the old iron.

"Oh, fight, fishermen profit!" The old iron was very clean and threw out eight words.

Wu Tie did not understand and nodded, and looked at the team in the distance.

Twelve stone giants with a height of ten meters are the strikers. They wear special heavy iron armor and hand-made special two-handed epee, just like the ten moving copper walls, and the steps are rumbling.

Behind the Ten Stone Giants are two hundred cattle warriors wearing fully enclosed armor.

They carry a distinctive horned horn helmet and carry a smudged mace in their hands.

Behind the cattle warrior, they were lizard archers armed with soft armor and holding longbows. They were struggling and walked silently in the queue.

The two wings of the team have a large group of wolf warriors and fog knife killers on the tour.

The wolf warrior wore a light chain armor, armed with a scimitar machete and a long sword, like a gust of wind.

The action of the fog knife killers is much more secretive. They use the cover of the mushroom bush and the fern forest to squat the relationship of dense fog around them, and bring up the residual image, which is like a ghost.

Behind this large and powerful team, a group of elite fog-knife killers crowded a dozen high-level knives with black cloaks.

These fog-knife killers are obviously much more powerful than those who are chaotic. With a distance of more than a dozen miles, Wu Tie can feel the murderous murderousness of their bodies like frozen ice.

The eyes swept over the figures behind the temples. Suddenly, those in the middle of the cloak, the entire head was blocked by the cloak. A tall, burly man in the middle raised his head and looked over Wu Wu.

Wu Tie grabbed the long gun and looked straight at the man.

The old iron stood next to Wu Tie, opened his mouth, and with a hint of ‘dog shit’s madness, Yang Tian’s ‘Wang Wang’ screamed twice.

I don't know what's going on. Since I got the body of the roaring dog and combined my head with the body of the roaring dog, Lao Tie always liked the ‘wang’ that had nothing to do.

"I, the fog knife... the general command of the fog knife." The man's voice spanned more than a dozen miles and passed easily: "You, this is the secret... ‘master’?”

When it comes to the word 'master', the tone of the fog knife becomes very frivolous, with a hint of provocation.

Obviously, he does not admit that Wu Tie and Lao Tie have ownership of this Feng Shui treasure land.

Wu Tie raised his rifle high, drew a circle in the air, and then slammed it down.

The fog knife 'hehe' laughed, he said: "The first two days, the beast hit, no matter what you are, in short, you saved my people...so, give you a chance, Join the fog knife and I will leave you a position for a pro-disciple."

The fog knife extended his right hand, and a man in a cloak handed the white tiger blood flag to his hand.

The low smile smiled, and the fog knife slammed his right hand and threw the flagpole of the White Tiger Blood Flag hard.

‘嗤~~~’!

The sharp sound of the air quickly approached, and the flagpole of the White Tiger Blood Flag brought a long cold awning, tearing a white visible gas mark in the air, smashing a circle of white gas burst, straight up. In front of the witch iron.

'Ding'!

The flagpole of the White Tiger Blood Flag was accurately inserted on a large stone at the foot of Wu Tie.

The flagpole entered the stone six feet, and the flagpole violently swayed. The white tiger blood flag screamed because of the violent shock, and set off a messy wind.

Witch iron swallowed a bite.

Throw the flagpole of the White Tiger Blood Flag a dozen miles away...

Especially when I was just shooting, behind the general rule of the fog knife, there was a burly figure with a height of more than ten meters.

A dozen miles away, the figure still exudes a terrible breath like a mountain top, and it is heavy in the heart of Wu Tie, making Wu Tie a little breathless.

"Great!" Wu Tie clenched his rifle and watched the general command of the fog knife with vigilance.

"It's just Hercules magic!" The old iron snorted: "There is no magical power... Of course, if the magic of the Hercules is cultivated to the extreme, you can take the stars to pick the moon... But this year, where is the moon and the moon Let him get it?"

The old iron ‘咔咔’ smiled as if he had said a funny joke.

Wu Tie looks like an idiot looking at the old iron: "Hercules magic... Take the stars to pick the moon? Have you seen... stars, and the moon?"

In the scorpion of Wu Tie, there is a flash of light.

He remembered the things that Gray Master told him.

Rivers, lakes and seas, flowers, birds and insects... There are also sun, moon and stars... It is said that in the good nights, there will be a silvery river in the sky, and the 'Galaxy' is composed of countless stars...

"I have never seen the stars!" Wu Tie said softly.

"I will see..." The old iron raised a paw and patted the shoulders of Wu Tie. The blood in his throat became very gentle: "I will meet... Grandpa, I swear to you... ...well, that's really, very good stuff..."

Suddenly, the old iron is a little nervous and sighs: "You, your journey is the sea of ​​stars... So, struggle... fight... use the blood and flesh of the enemy... to spread the ladder of the sky... Oh, oh... Wang!"

After the master of the fog knife showed off a powerful supernatural power, the huge team continued to walk downstream of the river.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie watched them leave quickly and then followed them without any disguise.

Follow the Dahe all the way to the direction of the front magma crack.

Each time the virtual day is on, the team can travel more than two hundred miles.

The moss on the banks of the river is extremely thick, the vegetation is luxuriant, and there are all kinds of strange biomes. The roads are not good.

The general command of the fog knife was not in a hurry. He steadily and steadily ordered the team to keep moving forward, so the speed of the journey slowed down more and more.

So for more than three days, the fog knife killers in front of the whistle rushed back.

It is a professional killer organization, these fog knife killers have found the dragon's nest.

The fog knife always ordered the team to speed up.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie have also accelerated their speed. The people of the fog knife have long known that they are behind, but no one has left to stop them.

"We were underestimated, little guy."

Lao Tie's tone is very unhappy: "We were underestimated... Hey, Hu Ping Pingyang was bullied by dogs... Bullied by dogs!"

Witch iron is speechless, he knocked the old iron body with a gun.

The old iron opened his mouth, then he closed his mouth, and the two rows of big teeth hit together and splashed a large piece of Mars.

After a while, the old iron suddenly laughed: "Not bad, the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by the dog... Hey, I was bullied by my grandfather, this head dog, this is a good sign!"

The team quickly moved forward. The distance from the magma crack is only three to four hundred miles. The magma waterfall emits high temperature and roasts. The surrounding temperature is extremely high and the humidity is very high. The vegetation on the ground is the basin where the ancient **** barracks are located. It is ten times thicker.

A giant fern is like a towering ancient tree. The large fern branches are entwined with large and small snakes, and the sound of ‘嘶嘶’ can be heard from far and near.

On the ground, a large number of reptiles move slowly, and large groups of rodents appear.

Wu Tie also saw a number of winged singular creatures gliding between giant ferns. After the red light in the old iron eyes swept through these little guys, they told Wu Tie with a bit of strangeness. These strange creatures have Some are birds, some are insects...

Bird, this is the first time Wu Wu has seen a bird.

Insects, this is the first time Wu Wu has seen insects flying...

Moreover, the insects here are extremely large. For example, Wu Tie has killed a mutated black cockroach with a length of more than two meters and a full arm.

In the fern forest ahead, there are strange fluctuations.

About a dozen breaths, the air will vibrate gently.

Very strange, very weird fluctuations, like the heart is beating, with a trace of extremely bleak, awkward life.

The team of the fog knives was copied into the line of the squadron. The general knives of the knives and the other dozens of knives in the cloak were also mixed into the ranks.

In the fern forest in front, there is light coming from it.

Through dense fern leaves, you can see that there are hundreds of acres of wetland in the front fern forest.

The wetlands are filled with a variety of luminous aquatic plants, entangled in densely packed, from time to time there are small glowing insects flying from these aquatic plants, the dim light flashes from time to time.

Every little bug emits a faint glow, but hundreds of thousands of such bugs come together, and the brightness here is impressive.

But the main source of light that illuminates this wetland comes from a large crystal in the middle of the wetland.

It is a roughly rhomboid, diagonally inserted crystal in the middle of the wetland. It is more than ten meters high and has a thickness of five or six meters. It is full of colorful streamer and crystal clear.

The dragon was coiled under the crystal, and from time to time it stretched out the tongue and licked a viscous juice flowing down the crystal.

In just a few days, the broken scales of the dragon have grown completely, and the broken skull has been reborn, and two half-foot-long dragon horns have been explored from its newborn skull.

The injury recovered so quickly that it was obviously the credit of the crystal.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie circumvented the team of fog knives and approached the wetlands from the other direction.

The old iron suddenly stopped. He widened his eyes and stared at the crystal in a dull manner. He underestimated the witch iron in a very strange tone: "Grandpa, my arm... two arms... Oh, I thought I will never find them again in my life..."

Wu Tie stayed and hurriedly looked at the past.

In the ten-meter-high crystal, two white miserable metal arms held a huge head in one extremely weird posture, and the other hand was in the big mouth opened from the skull. Detected it, straight through his head, and drilled out of his heavenly cover...

Wu Tie’s subconscious mind is a glimpse.

Good oyster killing... Put your arm into the enemy's mouth, then pierce the enemy's head...

Is this what the old iron is doing?

The head of the old iron is three times the size of a normal person. His arm is naturally much larger than the normal person. In particular, his arm is relatively slender, and his arms are at least four times longer than normal people.

Opened his mouth, Wu Ting whispered: "This guy's head is really big enough, otherwise, how big are your two arms, how can you get in?"

The old iron smiled silently, and the low voice said: "It’s almost impossible to beat... so Grandpa, I... blew the whole body... It seems that the battle is good..."

The biting teeth of the dead and the old, the two rows of big teeth of the old iron are moving, and the thin fire is constantly ejected.

"This is my grandfather and my arm... nobody wants to take it away." The old iron grinned and sneered: "And, this little grass snake, you must kill it... Grandpa, I am strange, how can I feed this big here? Article dragon..."

"It turned out that it actually evolved by consuming the essence of the life that this dead ghost overflowed... Its life seeds have been polluted and must be killed..." The old iron's tone reveals unquestionable determination and determination: "Everything is The pollution... must be eliminated."

Wu Tie did not say anything, because the fog knife they already had action.

Two heavy bed mattresses that Wu Wu had never seen were pushed out by several cattle soldiers.

‘咚咚’ two loud bangs, two special pure steel smashing arrows whistling out, and the shackles were nailed to the dragon.

The scales shattered, and the two arrows shimmered with faint radiant arrows, and the body of the dragon was more than a foot long.