Chronicles of Heaven

"Bone Devil Ding?"

Wu Tie stood dozens of meters away, cautious, but full of ecstasy look at this big guy.

The four sides of the tripod, the four rounds of thick and short, squatting on the ground is extraordinarily thick. A smoky black smoke spurted out from Dading, turning into a cloud of clouds and flying around Dading.

The whole mouth of the Ding is dark and the surface is as clean as a mirror, without any slight decoration.

However, in the black smoke cloud spewed out in Dading, from time to time, there are flying and dancing, there are small clouds, there are strange mountains and rivers, and there are countless rumors of dragons and phoenixes.

Da Ding itself has no phase, but it is transformed into a boundless form with a cloud of smoke.

These black smoke... should not be a good thing. Wu Tie looked at the clouds of clouds flying around Dading and secretly warned himself.

After watching it quietly for a while, Wu Tie suddenly screamed. He jerked forward and took a long white breath into a long spurt.

This is a smoldering temperament, just fierce and majestic.

The white gas slammed on the Bone Devil's Ding, and he heard a loud noise. The huge room in the whole length and width shook abruptly, and the black smoke around the Ding was broken.

A little bit of black gas is free, and then it is ignited by a white flame, turning into a light smoke that disappears without a trace.

The all-in-one black-skinned sacred sacred sings a slight squeak, and the black, sturdy black is gradually receding.

The original big bones of the bones not only changed color, but also the texture of Dading itself seems to be changing rapidly. Gold, silver, copper, iron, jade, stone, bone... In just a few breaths, the texture of Dading has changed dozens of times.

Even several times, Da Ding became a fire, a pool of water, a thunder, a light...

Whether it is flames, running water, thunder, light, all of them are condensed into a shape of four feet, and the heavy squatting in front of the witch iron.

Da Ding’s roaring sound continued, and the color and texture changed for dozens of times. After a full quarter of an hour, it returned to its original state. Still black lacquer dark, still black bone.

A smoky smoky squirt from the inside of the Ding, slowly turned into a heavy cloud wrapped in Dading. The infinite illusion of the clouds is looming, and even more wonderful sounds are coming.

"Sure enough, be careful not to make a big mistake." Wu Tie gaze eagerly watching this big tripod.

His left index finger violently swayed. This time it was not his active urging, but his index finger was urging him urgently, and a strong uncontrollable instigation urged him to go to that big trip.

Wu Tieqiang endured the violent shock of his left index finger. He stood still in the same place and wanted to see if there would be other tricks in this big tripod.

Suddenly his left hand jerked forward and a huge force dragged him to Ding.

Wu Tie, who was caught off guard, took a dozen steps forward and was less than ten meters away from Dading. His index finger became more and more violent, and a dark ray of light erupted from the first phalanx of the index finger.

The smear of light from the fingertips is more than three feet away, and the thin faint light directly points to the Dingkou of Dading.

It is not this bone demon, but something in the bone demon, which attracts the phalanx of the broken bone. In other words, it is some kind of instinct left by the broken bones, urging Wu and Iron to obtain the things hidden in Dading.

"Do you have anything to do with it?" Wu Tie looked down at his violent fingers.

The silky projections left in the broken bones have long since vanished, and the broken bones have long been integrated with Wu Tie. Therefore, Wu Tie’s problem naturally did not receive any reply.

"There is a lot of evil here, not a good number of roads, but..." Wu Tie’s mind flashed through the sinister miners in the pits of the sorcerer, as well as the sturdy warriors of the mines and the black bones. The two black cockroaches.

"But there is nothing to be afraid of." Wu Tie’s low voice said: "The world is righteous... Lao Tie said, I don’t have to be afraid of ghosts when I walk the night..."

"There is a ghost here, so, I am afraid what you do?"

Wu Tie constantly cheered on himself. He step by step, clasping the white tiger's cracks with both hands, step by step into Dading.

A low-pitched sorrow came from Dading. An old, hoarse voice seemed to come from the underground and screamed in the hall. A cold wind blew out from Dading, and the big hall was chilly.

There are black ice crystals falling from the roof.

The temperature here is extremely low, and the water vapor in the air is all condensed into ice crystals.

It is located at the bottom of the pit at a depth of a dozen miles. The air is extremely humid, and a little bit of ice crystals fall down. Soon, a half-inch layer is laid on the ground.

There was a glimmer of white light in the pores of Wu Tie's body. He was full of vitality and full of courage. He walked up to Dading, and his body floated slightly, looking down at Dading.

‘Take you as good as you can, never lose the number of days’...

The old, hoarse voice sounded like it was ringing at Wu Tie’s ear, and it seemed to be coming from the underground and from the surrounding walls.

Witch iron spirited a chill, he looked around.

‘Heaven and earth are not benevolent, everything is a dog’...

The voice sighed again with a long sigh.

Wu Tie frowned. In this sentence, Gray Master once said to him, and Gray Master did not understand what this sentence meant.

In the secret world, Wu Tie said this to the old iron, but the oldest iron is the most scornful.

At the moment, Wu Tie still does not know what it means.

‘Life is also, Yun also’...

The voice came from a faint voice. This time, Wu Tie finally determined that the source of this voice is in Dading.

Look down, Da Ding inside a very thin black smoke spirally entangled, silky black smoke sometimes condenses into a myriad of characters, sometimes congealed into countless strange patterns, and from time to time to develop the flying dance, the sky, and so on All kinds of visions.

From the outside, this big trip is only two meters high, and the side is about four meters long.

However, Wu Tie hung up and looked down at Da Ding. The black smoke in this big trip was like a vast expanse of sorrow, and there was no end to it. Even if he used all his eyesight, he could not see the end of these black smoke.

It is as if there is infinite space in this big tripod.

Just as Wu Tie looked down, his left index finger had jumped out uncontrollably, and a glimpse of his fingertips suddenly shone into Dading. Where the light passed, the black smoke was shattered and shattered. The next moment, Wu Tie’s left hand suddenly sank.

The old, hoarse voice sighed again and again.

In the square hall of the long and wide, the sound of the 咔咔 怪 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 , , , , 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔 咔咔

Wu Tie suddenly looked around.

On the surrounding walls, a black skeleton with a body half embedded in the wall slowly broke away from the wall and slowly struggled out.

There are normal humanoid skeletons, giant skeletons of up to ten meters, and dragon skeletons of up to several tens of meters.

There are also some strange birds and beasts whose bones are slowly struggling, and their eyes are a little green, and they are all staring at Wu Tie.

Like the two black skeletons on the black bones outside, these skeletons also moved.

And obviously, they don't welcome Wu Tie.

A great force came from the left hand and almost pulled Wu Tie into Da Ding. Wu Tie easily stabilized his body and looked at the past with a grin.

At the end of the spurt of his left index finger, a fist-sized crystal ball is violently oscillating.

The black crystal ball is crystal-clear, and there is a cloud of smoke in it. Although it is black, this crystal ball gives people a feeling of no evil. Instead, there is an inexplicable sacred and holy atmosphere filled with it.

‘Evil, and holy’.

Very inexplicable, these four words emerged in Wu Tie’s mind.

A little bit of retraction of the phalanx, this black crystal ball is also pulled to the iron index finger a little bit.

The old, hoarse long sighs came from all directions, as if they were ringing at Wu Tie’s ears. There are more and more black ice crystals falling from the ceiling, and the entire hall is filled with the subtle sound of '淅淅索索'.

A few of the smallest black skeletons broke free from the wall, and they rushed to Wu Tie.

They tore the air, brought a sharp sound of breaking, and pulled out a white wave of air in the air, almost instantly to the side of Wu Tie.

The black crystal ball is heavy and abnormal, and Wu Tie uses all his strength to stabilize his body shape and is not pulled into Dading.

The black skeleton rushed and he could not dodge.

"What the **** is this?"

Witch iron screamed, his right hand waved white tiger cracks, and slammed a brilliant arc around him.

Several skeletons smashed into the cold awns of the white tiger's cracks. The sound of ‘咔嚓’ was heard in the ear, and several skeletons were swept away by the witch iron. The bones of the body broke down countlessly.

‘The road is broken...’

‘The road to detachment, broken...’

‘No way to go...’

‘Really... not reconciled...’

The old, hoarse voice sighed sullenly, the chill in the air became thicker, and the skin of Wu Tie was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Several giant skeletons broke free from the wall, their green light in the scorpion, staring at Wu Tie, step by step. Unlike the skeletons that are as fast as a whirlwind, these giant skeletons are slow, but the body is extremely heavy, and every step shocks the entire hall.

The hall was only a long and wide, and at the foot of these giant skeletons, just a few breaths of time, they also came to the Wu Tie.

The giant skeleton clenched his fist, lifted it high, and then slammed it down.

Wu Tie is still unable to move, he could not help but scream, bite his teeth, eyes closed, let the left hand heavy force to pull his whole person into the Ding.

‘咚咚’ A few loud noises, several giant skeletons hit the big tripod, playing black smoke and swaying, countless fires sprayed dozens of meters high.

The sound of '嗡' is a muffled sound, in the black smoke cloud, a high-pitched flying sky gently smashes the strings in the hand, a large black smoke bursts open, and a heavy black wave sweeps out around, several The heavy anomaly, the arrogant giant skeleton exploded.

The terrible air burst swept through the temple, and the skeletons that were struggling on the walls shattered.

A wave of blasts rushed down the open door and swept through the mine. The bodies of several elders of Shijia and Lujia who fell in the mine were also crushed by gas explosion and turned into large black dust.

Wu Tie was pulled into the Ding, suspended in the boundless black smoke cloud.

Countless flying days danced beside him.

Countless flowers whirl around him.

Numerous bizarre images of eccentricity are looming around him.

Real illusion, instant ecstasy, illusion, unpredictable...

The black crystal ball is already in the left hand.

Wu Tie's subconscious arrogance, this grip he did his best.

The phalanx of the left hand and the five fingers violently trembled, and the flesh of the left hand suddenly fluttered with flesh and blood, and a large piece of blood sprinkled on the black crystal ball.

The five fingers were dull and shimmering, and the phalanx of the light slammed the black crystal ball. A large piece of blurred black light sprang from the black crystal ball. The blood of the witch iron sprinkled on the crystal ball was absorbed by the crystal ball, and then the crystal ball was directly integrated. The first keel of his left hand.

A strange message came, Wu Tie knew the name of the crystal ball.

‘no reciprocity’.

A versatile master who cultivated the "Boneless Devil" is a singularity.

In the absence of mutual benefit, the original power of this power is originally preserved. But for some reason, the power in the relics almost passed away, leaving only the relics and the inner essence.

It is this relic itself that Wu Tie’s left index finger is craving for the first phalanx.

evolution!

The opportunity of evolution!

Or, not evolution, but the opportunity to restore the broken bones.

Wu Tie is quietly suspended in the boundless black smoke. The unrequited reconciliation is merged with his phalanx. The essence of the unrequited interest is the golden light that blends into his eyebrows without any hindrance.

The old, hoarse voice echoed around Wu Tie, but with the unrequited reincarnation and the phalanx fusion, as the essence was swallowed up by the golden light group, Hao Ran was just a slight release, and this silk remained in the world and refused to dissipate. The sound is completely gone.

"Poor man..." Wu Tie snorted.

The essence is slowly melting, and some incomplete pictures flash in front of Wu Tie, and I can't see clearly.

Some inexplicable insights have been incorporated into the golden light group of the Wu Ting soul power. Wu Tie seems to have learned something and seems to have not learned anything.

However, he suddenly had a deep understanding of the content of the "Boneless Magic".

It is as if he had been immersed in countless years in this practice of being evil and evil spirits.

Gradually, Wu Tie also understood the true origin of this bone demon.

This big trip, perhaps should be called ‘无相神鼎’... Its essence is ever-changing, invisible and invisible.

It is only because of the power that the great power has cultivated for many years with the "No Facial Devil", and constantly cultivating it, it has evolved into the eccentric appearance of the whole body.

“Very good, very interesting.”

Wu Tie smiled.

The left-hand index finger came from a burst of numbness, and Wu Ting only felt the eyelids groan, so he slept deeply.

In the dream, there are countless text patterns flowing quietly.

Outside the entrance to the Ghost Mine, a large group of people suddenly arrived.