Chronicles of Heaven

'boom'!

The closed gate of the forbidden palace was violently hammered open by an axe, and evolved into supernatural powers. The majestic Wujin, holding a shield on his left and an axe, strode into the gate of the forbidden palace.

He accidentally raised his head slightly, and the palace door of the forbidden palace was smashed by him, and the gate building collapsed.

During this process, all prohibitions broke out inside and outside the forbidden palace in the core area of ​​the imperial city, but they shattered like fine porcelain.

Wujin, deliberately blessed and assisted by Wuxi Iron, condenses the Seven Avenues, which are all road laws related to battle and strength. It also fully activates the blood of the Wu tribe in the body and awakens the magical powers of Xingtian.

Today's Wujin can be regarded as the ancient witch demon **** Xingtian revived, but his strength has shrunk and he has not reached the peak of Xingtian.

Rao is so, that is also a master of respect.

Dozens of eunuchs in crimson robes snarled and rushed up. Ten fingers of long nails brought a ray of wind and cold to the piercing points of Wujin's body.

Wu Jin stood in place, letting these eunuchs scramble on himself.

Numerous Mars splashed on the tip of his nails, and the witch gold oil skin did not hurt the slightest bit. He roared and roared, and dozens of eunuchs sprayed blood all at once, and they were shaken and flew hundreds of feet high. His bones were broken, and he could only moan softly, and could no longer move.

"Give up the emperor, Raoer and other lives!" Wu Jin hissed.

'Boom, boom', the walls of the Forbidden Palace shattered one after another, Wu silver, Wu copper, together with more than twenty masters of the witch family, with 30,000 witch elites, have performed magical powers like a group of giants Usually broke in.

The terrible breath of the honor filled the entire Forbidden Palace, banned the Forbidden Palace, and almost isolated internal and external communications. The old **** who Feng Feng had almost lost contact with the outside world was suddenly stunned, one by one standing still.

"Over there ... seize the wind owl." Wujin's eyes spit out the light, and locked the dormitory where the wind owl was located.

Feng Yan still lay on the bed like a dead man, and he didn't respond to everything outside.

Several old eunuchs stunned for a while, suddenly gritted their teeth, grabbed the wind maggots, and turned into a yin wind to escape. But they had just whipped into the wind, and a huge sacred ghost bell suddenly appeared in the sky.

A ringing bell rang through the world.

Void trembles, time freezes, and the Qianyuan God Bell inherits the innate Qianyuan breath, has the magnificent power of suppressing the world, and stably water, fire and wind. A few old eunuchs' tricks can only say ‘ridiculous, childish, incompetent’ under the Qianyuan **** bell!

Several old eunuchs vomited blood from their mouths and struggled out of the air. They were severely hit by the wind, and several old eunuchs covered their chests with hands and screamed exhaustedly.

"Slavery is wrong, slavery is wrong ... Rao Ming, Rao Ming!"

"It's Qinglian ... It's Qinglian's view that led the slaves ..."

Several old eunuchs were screaming, a handsome and **** young **** holding a long sword suddenly appeared in front of them, the sword light flickered, and they went towards their key points.

"Here are treason monsters, dare to tarnish Qinglian's reputation?"

The little **** ’s long sword just came out, Wu Jin yelled, his body flashed, and he strode across. He smashed the pavilion near the Baizhong Palace along the way and appeared in front of the **** out of thin air.

With a bang, Wu Jin's little finger flicked, the eunuch's hand shattered the sword, his shirt shattered, and the tight-fitting coat of clothing was lit up before he could smash it with a finger. The ground is.

The little **** spit his blood with a big mouth, flew hundreds of feet away, and bumped his head against a rocky hill, slowly falling down like a muddy beach.

"Well, you are Qinglianguan's disciple?" Wu Jin reached out and nodded the little eunuch: "Well, things are over here, we will go to Qinglianguan to settle accounts ... You are a witness and you can't die."

As the little **** vomited blood, there was a fascination in his eyes.

He was frantically agitated with mana, and he was about to explode. The witch prison appeared in front of him like a ghost, holding a bone needle, and ‘papapa’ was a mess in his body.

The fluctuation of mana instantly subsided, the **** was completely paralyzed, a trace of mana could not be moved, a finger could not be moved, and even the thinking ability was blocked by the witch prison with a witch curse, and an idea could not be born.

"You can't die ... so, you can't die ..." The witch prison has regained his youthful appearance, like a burly man standing tall and straight, but he has been doing 'bad old man' for too many years, and he raised his hand to his feet. , There is still a smell of 'trembling'.

"You want to die by yourself, huh, Grandpa Witch doesn't speak, it's hard for you to die!"

Witch laughed proudly.

Today, the strength of Wujin and others has soared. Driven by them, the Wu Clan children who formed the Witch Formation have also received great blessings. One by one, they are acting as lightning, and their power is more than a few times larger than usual.

Under the powerful impact of this group of savage men like wolves and tigers, the huge forbidden palace was completely controlled in just a few breaths.

Wu Jin squatted beside Feng Yan, stretched out his hand and peeped at his breath, and immediately frowned.

"Wulf ancestor, this is a means of evil spell ... We can only hack and kill, come over and see? Is there any help?"

The witch prison held his hands and habitually carried his back. He stayed awake, then straightened his waist, and strode toward Wujin in a stride-like manner. He also squatted beside Feng Yan, reaching out and examining him.

"Hey, it's vicious enough to start, if it is not Grandpa Witch, or if the strength of Grandpa Witch is developing rapidly ... this doll, it will be over."

Shaking his head, the witch prison pulled out a small bone-shaped urn and shook it vigorously on Feng's body.

Wu Yin shouted with a big axe in the distance: "All eunuchs, court ladies, concubines, identify one by one, and strictly check the history ... everyone who is not in line with his origins, tortured, and asked all the masters behind him. . "

In the distance, a maid screamed suddenly, and the incarnation was about to go away.

Wu Tong appeared out of nowhere in front of the maid, and the unlucky maid hit his head in Wu Tong's chest, and stunned with a blunt sound, and her neck was crooked.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the brothers Wujin, Wuyin, and Wutong stood in front of the awakened wind chime.

Feng stunned and looked at the three Wujin brothers, his hands clenched tightly, his voice became extremely hoarse: "The foundation of the ancestors ..."

"But you can't control this foundation." Wu Jin put the right-handed axe on his shoulder, and looked down at Feng Feng very seriously: "Look, in the past few years, you have put a good piece of earth on the earth, What does scourge look like? "

"The position of the Emperor of God, the one with virtue, the one without virtue, get out of the way ... Is this the truth?"

Wu Jin said sincerely: "Or, you can pick up all the soldiers and horses that you can control now and fight against us?"

Wu Yin on the side also said sincerely: "But it does n’t make sense. First, the soldiers and horses that you can control today are all scum. Second, even if you can piece together a group of elite soldiers, we are against The palm is suppressed. "

Wu Tongxi smiled: "I'm not afraid to scare you, um, now we have more than 300 masters in the witches themselves, demons, ghosts, demons, and strange countries, their senior old ghosts. Almost all of them have joined the fourth of our family. "

"Hit, you ca n’t win." Wu Tong said in a deep voice. "The fourth son said, if you are willing to cooperate, you wind royal family can also get a place of honor, we are not the people who kill everything, anyway. I'm not afraid of your rebellion. "

"If you don't cooperate ..." Wu Jin grinned and grinned, "We also think that the old man said the method is too cruel and shameless ... but seriously, what Zen allows is just an archway, this You can build any archway ... "

"The old emperor was violent. He chose to succeed in the royal family ... The new prince consciously did not deserve his position. He thought that the Feng clan was not enough to rule the world. So, among the princes and subjects, he chose the natural saint to give him ... After three resignations, or nine resignations, my fourth son was forced to helplessly, and was touched by the hearts of the boxers and the people, so he shouted and conformed to the will of the people and ascended to the throne! "

Wu Jin said dryly: "Anyway, the people in the world know that you, the emperor of the gods, have been seriously ill and unconscious for two days. I don't know whether to live or die, leaving this chaotic mess in the world ..."

"You can't manage the world well, and once my fourth son is on the throne, he can immediately heal the Nine Kings' chaos, and he can punish the culprits behind them and punish them severely ... People, they will sing praises in unison, my fourth son is Inexperienced monarchs and saints! "

The wind stunned for a long while before he screamed hysterically.

There was an angry flame flashing in his eyes, and Feng Xun ignored the moment of awakening, and his body was still very weak. He jumped up, screaming at the three brothers of Wujin Brothers, "All the chaotic thieves, all the others are chaotic thieves ... You, let me down ... "

Wu copper slap in a clean slap.

'Snapped'!

This not too heavy slap struck the head, and closed his mouth violently.

"Remember, our witches did not endorse your dynasty .... Instead, it was your army of dynasties who ran to our house to burn and plunder, and you provoked us!"

"Remember, we are not your courtiers ... my fourth son is the king of your courtesy. This is the name of your predecessor's joint dynasty. It is on an equal footing with your **** emperor. The word of the power of the country stands side by side! "

"Your old ancestors all feel that your group of waste children and grandchildren can't do well, so let my old fourth prison country."

"If you can't do it well, just give up your seat to someone who does it well, righteousness, righteousness ... why are you like a bitch, scolding the street here?"

The word Wu copper was word-by-word, well-founded, utterly windy, red-eared, and speechless for a long time.

Wujin and Wuyin looked at Wutong suddenly, and Wujin slammed the back of Wutong's head: "Boss, this is a smooth statement ... that's the truth ..."

Feng Ling was stunned for a long while, he touched the red-hot skin and grinned his teeth and said, "If so, shit, mustn't I?"

Wu Jin laughed extraordinarily brightly: "The fourth child said, you are soft and tough outside, but the most difficult thing to deal with ... But the fourth child made it clear that if you don't agree to cooperate, take your brother and Nephews, and your dad are threatening you! "

Feng stunned, and his brothers and nephews flashed in his mind, remembering the entropy of the wind still in the hands of Witch Iron ... He stayed for a while, and raised his hands suddenly: "Well, from ... … Whatever you do, you obeyed ... but, you obeyed, the Wind clan, but not ... "

Witchside said indifferently: "My witches are best at cursing bloodlines. They refuse to accept. Within three to five days, the Wind Clan will die because of the plague. No matter where they hide, it is useless."

The wind froze and shut his mouth shut, never saying a word again.

He felt the unforgettable killing and indifference from the cold and cold words of Wu prison.

This kind of old, weird-tempered old monsters, they can do everything the old jerk, it is better not to provoke them.

This old monster also exists within the Wind clan, Feng Feng naturally understands their temperament.

A few days later, it was a good day for the good fortune selected by the Emperor Qin of the Qing Dynasty.

Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin, two old gentlemen, also solemnly announced to the civil and military officials of the Wu State that this is indeed a good and wonderful day that is too good to be good, counting three thousand years forward and counting one backward. For thousands of years, this day is the best day of the zodiac.

The puppets were taken care of cleanly, every crack in the bricks was cleaned by spells, and the large bricks on the wall were like mirrors.

Solemnly indescribable, magnificent and unknown.

The whole cricket was wrapped in brocade, and the strange flowers and weeds spawned by the spell were wrapped in it, especially the huge mountain and the immortal pillars filled with blossoming large flowers outside the city. Hundred times more joy and wonder.

The Qianyuan God's Bell hangs in the sky and keeps roaring. It shook the clouds in the hundreds of millions of miles, and the rushing light, more countless Swiss spirits went straight into the sky, shining brightly in countless miles.

In the heart of Badao, the furnace of the Dadao Furnace, all the flames meandered away in all directions, forcibly communicated with the array of eyes spreading across the city, and reactivated the large array.

The whole dynasty was shrouded in salary, and the nine kings' rebels immediately stopped the attack and retreated.

Outside the capital city, more than a hundred miles, choose a place with excellent scenery and feng shui, and build an artificial platform.

The witch iron was standing upright on the high platform, expressionless, watching the wind chimes standing under the stage and a few carefully selected wind royal families.

Around the mid-air, a top-level master suspended, his breath was unspitting, and his eyes were so heavy that he stared at the high-levels of these royal dynasties.

Huang Lang, dressed in a Chinese suit, stood in the middle of the high platform, holding Yu Gui, and screamed exhaustedly: "Good time has come ... please!"

Everything was carried out in accordance with the ancient Zen rituals, everything went smoothly and smoothly, and no turbulence appeared.

It was only when submitting the legend of the National Jade Seal that Feng Yan whispered to Wu Tie: "You, conscience ... are you happy?"

Wu Tie looked at Feng Yan coldly, and grabbed Chuan Guoyu's seal: "My king ... I have a destiny ... my destiny is in me. This is a good idea!"