Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 176: Meng Jiang


Two or three miles outside the shack area, there is a plank road entrance excavated in the rock wall.

The narrow plank road can barely allow two or three people to walk side by side. For the half-dragons of Wutie's transformation, such a road is a bit awkward to walk.

He hummed and scoffed and walked up the plank road. White Tiger Crack hit the rock wall from time to time and made a dull sound, causing depressions the size of water tanks on the rock wall.

Every time the two leading blood dwarfs heard a crash, their short bodies twitched violently.

They turned their heads abruptly, grinned at Wu Tie very flatteringly, and subconsciously swept through the depression in the rock wall with their horrified eyes.

Too terrifying, too powerful, worthy of being a dragon man who is known for his powerful physical power... How heavy is the weapon on his body? A light touch can actually create such a big hole in the rock wall.

The heads of the two blood dwarfs are full of scenes after they were smashed by the white tiger crack. The color of terror in their eyes became more and more intense, and their bodies trembled from time to time.

Along the plank road for dozens of miles, I climbed up to the height of the rock wall nearly three kilometers above the ground. A small stone platform was excavated on the rock wall here, and a few snakes in heavy armor were excavated. People stood here, staring at Wu Tie, spitting out long snake letters from time to time.

The dragon man is born with a bloodline shock to the snake man, and it is a crushing and controllable shock.

A dragon man stood there, no snake man dared to attack him.

Even if it's just a baby of a dragon man, and the snake man is already a master above the life pool, they can't break through this bloodline.

Wu Tie walked onto the platform. He stood on the edge of the platform and glanced coldly at these black-skinned snakemen with cold and evil auras.

Squinting, some free light in the blood of Wu Tie started to move.

This is when Wu Tie was blessed by the ancestor spirit of the Wa clan, he broke through the tens of thousands of filaments of light from the first heavy building, and freed from it. He can transform into a half-dragon form, because in those broken chains of heaven and earth, there is a part of the blood of dragons.

A arrogant, predominant, and extremely domineering aura rushed out of Wutie's body like a hurricane.

The two blood dwarves slammed to the ground. They were scared enough by Wu Tie along the way. They were suddenly shocked by the breath he deliberately released. They were already very courageous without being scared. .

And the few snake-men with cold and evil breath, they rolled their eyes and fainted.

The dragon breath exuded by Wu Tie is extremely pure. He deliberately used a little trick to magnify this pure dragon breath several times, and hit the souls of these snake people fiercely. .

It was originally a natural crushing bloodline deterrence, coupled with Wu Tie's intentional actions, these black-skinned snake people are also a kind of inferior blood pair among the snake people, far inferior to the Sa master that Wu Tie has seen. .

So they fainted altogether, and their bodies were still pumping from time to time, and there was a strong smell coming from their bodies.

These hapless guys were frightened and incontinent by Wu Tie's breath.

"What shame on us." An old voice came from a hole on the side of the platform. A thin bald old man stood with his hands behind his back at the hole, squinted his eyes and looked up and down Wu Tie's burly body, and then satisfied. Nodded.

"However, it is excusable. A bloodline and aura is comparable to a pure-blood dragon...half-dragon?" The old man's light green face twitched, and smiled and nodded to Wu Tie: "I heard , Would you like to join our blood cutlass?"

"Finally, if you have money, why can't you do it?" Wu Tie strode towards the old man.

He didn't even look at the few snake people. For the dragon people, they can deal with other races on an equal basis, except for the snake people... In the minds of the dragon people, the status of the snake people. Not even their slaves can match.

This is pure ethnic discrimination. Wu Tie interprets this kind of ethnic discrimination of the dragon people vividly and vividly.

He strode to the old man. The old man was almost half his height. He lowered his head and looked down at the old man, and the white tiger cracked to the ground with a ‘boom’.

The four-meter-long white tiger crack immediately sank more than one meter long and deep into the rocky ground.

Mars splashed everywhere, and there were even a few runes flashed by on the ground. Obviously, the Blood Scimitar had deployed some defensive methods on this platform, but these defensive methods were in vain in the face of Wutie's brute force and the terrifying weight of White Tiger Crack.

The old man’s pupils shrank a bit. He glanced at the white tiger crack that was deeply plunged into the ground, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "I am the Green Mantis Tang Qi, the hall master of the Blood Scimitar Battle Hall. This hero, you want to join us. Blood Scimitar, I will be my own from now on...Dare to ask your name?"

Wu Tie glared at Tang Qi: "Green Mantis? You are a blood scimitar, why don't you call it a blood mantis? Well, but it doesn't matter, your name is dead mantis, and it has nothing to do with me... Don’t care about food? Are you rich? Those two little red-skinned guys, say there are more benefits?"

Tang Qi smiled very mildly, and he couldn't see that he was actually the Hallmaster of the Battle Hall who was specifically responsible for the armed conflicts with other forces.

He smiled just like the grandfather next door, pursing his mouth and chuckling softly: "Of course, of course, there are good wine and meat, gold coins and gems, magic weapons, and a beautiful little girl. Put it. But... Oh, dare to ask your name?"

Tang Qi asked Wu Tie this question for the second time.

Wu Tie frowned. He looked at Tang Qi and said coldly: "Always ask me what my name is for? I don't have a name, you just call me... Master Gun."

Wu Tie grinned, and there was a hint of weirdness in his smile: "I'm just like my baby big gun, black, long, hard...anyone can easily stabbed to death...hehe... …You call me, the gun master is fine."

Tang Qi swallowed very hard and spit. He rolled his eyes to look at Wu Tie, and muttered: "Master Gun, Master Gun, or, from now on, everyone will call you Master Gun..."

After a few dry laughs, Tang Qi pursed his lips, and cursed his mother in his heart.

Sure enough, these dragon people are still not a gadget as always... Seeing that this so-called gun master is unwilling to report his name, it is obvious that he has caused trouble outside and came to the Black Snake Region to escape disaster.

However, many good men in the Black Snake Region are from this background.

Basically, there are not many good people in the Black Snake Region.

So, the more wicked bastards, the more popular...especially the kind of big evil guys who have caused great misfortunes, can do such big bad things, and can also run into the black snake region. This proves your strength. Strong!

What the blood scimitar lacks now is the powerful person.

Tang Qi smiled. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the white tiger crack with the thick thighs of ordinary people, and said in a deep voice: "Master Gun, ah, my blood cutlass, now I need a good man like you. . We take care of the food, we are rich, and there are various other benefits. As long as you have enough strength, the gun master..."

Tang Qi pointed to another platform on the distant rock wall, about a dozen miles away.

"However, you are here for the first time, and we have no impression of your cultivation level, combat power, or anything. You have joined our blood scimitar. How many benefits should you have, for example, the monthly members? How much money should I send to you... and ask the gun master to show his hand."

Tang Qi smiled and said: "There is a stronghold for our deadly enemy, the Golden Undead. In the past few days, the deputy chief of the battle hall of the Golden Undead, Bai Gui Laojiu, is also here. Like me, they are also recruiting. People and horses. Well, I'll entangle the old nine of the white ghosts for you, can you..."

Before finishing a sentence, Tang Qi was about to say what he wanted for the'Master Gun', Wu Tie had already laughed and jumped up, jumping over a dozen miles with pure physical brute force, whistling. Crashed into the platform of the golden undead.

Wu Tie grabbed the white tiger crack with both hands, grabbed a four-meter long spear, and slammed it down at the platform.

Hercules magic, Ding Jia's body, two magical powers are activated at the same time. When the spear fell, the barrel of the gun emptied the air in a radius of tens of miles, a hurricane swept all directions, and an extremely dull sound was made in the void Bang.

On this platform, Tang Qi's eyes widened suddenly.

The pure, overbearing essence and blood coming from Wu Tie's body made him feel palpitations.

A shot was swept out, and the air in a radius of tens of miles was evacuated by a single blow. How powerful is this? It is said that the natural supernatural power of the dragon people tops all races, and relying solely on physical strength and outrageous defense power, the high-level dragon people of the heavy building realm can fight against the masters of the life pool realm of other races... It seems that this is true.

As if a thunderbolt rang out on a sunny day, Wu Tie's gun blasted on the platform of the Golden Undead with a radius of several tens of meters.

A loud noise protruded more than ten meters from the rock wall, and the 30-meter-wide platform burst open suddenly. The huge platform exploded into a piece of stone powder, not even a sesame grain-sized fragment was left behind.

The hurricane rolled up on the barrel of the gun smashed the rock powder, and the sky rock powder flew far away, turning into a retrograde gray mushroom cloud below Wutie.

"Be bold!" A roar came from the stone cave behind the golden undead platform.

An entire body is pale, skinny, and a pair of sunken eye sockets flickers with two **** fires. The whole old man who looks like a white evil spirit rushes out of the stone cave.

The old man stepped on a white gas and rushed directly at Wutie, opening his mouth as a white light flew out, hovering and knocking down Wutie's neck.

The old man waved his right hand even more, and his arm stretched rapidly in the piercing sound of "click", becoming several tens of meters long, and his palm became seven or eight meters in size, and his five fingers flashed with a dense white cold light. Scooped Xiang Wutie down.

Tang Qi's sharp laughter came from behind Wu Tie: "Old Jiu, your opponent is...I...do..."

What Bai Gui Laojiu's mouth sprayed is a delicate palm-sized bone knife, and the miserable Bai Gui's bone knife spit out cold air and wind, and it struck Wutie's neck like lightning.

Wu Tie shook his neck, letting the vitals of his neck and several major blood vessels avoid the bone knife.

The bone knife split open the flesh on Wutie's neck, cut deeply into his muscles, and then slashed into his neck bone.

With a crisp sound, Wutie's neck bones were not damaged, but the bone knife popped out a thumb-sized gap. The old nine monsters of the white ghost screamed, and the body flickered...the soul was tingling, and the old nine of the white ghosts immediately understood that his handy weapon had collapsed.

Wu Tie raised his spear, without any fancy spear skills, as if he was carrying a stick, and a brutal stick was swiped towards Bai Gui Laojiu's changing right hand.

‘Boom’!

White Ghost Laojiu’s enlarged right hand is also a magical power, “Bone Demon Hand”, which is several times harder than steel and has hundreds of millions of catties. It is usually used against the enemy. The weaker enemy is He caught and fell, and he ended up in pieces.

He met Wu Tie today.

Bai Hu cracked a gun, and Bai Gui Lao Jiu let out a horrible howl like a ghost, his entire right hand was blasted to pieces, exploded into white light splashing around. Wu Tie's power is greater than him, and Bai Huqi is harder than his palm, so naturally his palm can only be shattered.

Not waiting for Bai Gui Laojiu to display other supernatural powers, Wu Tie has already rushed in front of Bai Gui Laojiu, slapped his lean chicken neck-like neck with a slap, Hercules magic fully urged, right The arm swelled like an extra-large wine jar, and Lin Qi Baigui Laojiu threw it to the ground three kilometers below.

'chih'!

The thin body of the white ghost Lao Jiu pulled a long white trace in the air.

With just a flick of his fingers, Bai Gui Laojiu hit the ground straight from an altitude of 3,000 meters.

The ground is like water, a human-shaped hole was silently broken. The white ghost Laojiu's body smashed into the physical ground forcibly, sinking into the ground hundreds of meters deep.

It wasn't until this time that the terrifying power of Wu Tie's throw that was hidden in the old nine of the white ghosts broke out.

The body of the white ghost Laojiu smashed into pieces with a'boom', and the leaked terrorist force spread to the surrounding rock formations in waves. The rock formations collapsed and disintegrated, and the surrounding ground shook violently. In the shack area, a large area of ​​shack collapsed, and countless vendors were frightened and fleeing everywhere.

Tang Qi stood blankly in the air, staring at Wu Tie with wide eyes.

The bone knife of Bai Gui Laojiu is nothing more than that, but his powerful bone demon hand is also quite famous in the entire Dalong Cavern. With this magical power, more than a dozen masters died in the hands of Bai Gui Laojiu.

Tang Qi prided himself that he was able to deal with Bai Gui Laojiu, but at least he had to fight hundreds of moves. Within half an hour, he could not defeat Bai Gui Laojiu.

Wu Tie relied solely on brute force~IndoMTL.com~ One blow killed the white ghost Laojiu......

This guy, this guy... he's just rebuilding the realm!

Dragon, is it really that scary?

Wu Tie turned around, he snorted coldly, and pulled out the bone knife embedded in his neck. Blood spurted out, and Wu Tie nonchalantly wiped the plasma from his neck, and grinned towards Tang Qi with a grin: "Tang Qi, how much do you think I'm worth? Hey, this guy is really life-saving. Environment?"

Wu Tie shook his head and sighed: "Weak, really weak...Well, is he really in the Fate Pond Realm?"

This white ghost old nine is much weaker than Lu Yan's fellows. Wu Tie originally wanted to entangle him with a few tricks and show off his martial arts... I didn't expect it, it was like this. Threw him to death all at once!

Wu Tie couldn't help but look forward to it-if the senior level of the Jin Undead were so weak, how good would it be?

"Strong general! Unparalleled fierce general!" Tang Qi smiled so that his eyes narrowed into a line: "Master Gun, your money is of course the highest grade!"


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