Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 181: Sleeping place

Wu Tie squinted and watched the six masters of the life pool realm around Lao Daofeng.

They used six blood-colored scimitars that were almost identical to the blood-colored scimitar of Old Daofeng.

Obviously, Lao Daofeng’s machete is a genuine product, and the six machete they used is just an imitation. Whether in terms of material or casting methods, these six scimitars are quite weak.

However, their seven blade lights seem to form a very mysterious sword formation.

The blade light made by the six low-quality scimitars actually resonated with the scarlet scimitar of the old knife style.

Driven by the **** scimitar of the old sword wind, the power of the seven blade lights is strengthened layer by layer, and each blade light cuts down, and the next blade light must be three points stronger than the previous one.

Desa was able to easily resist the hacking of these blade lights at first, but after the blade light fell thousands of times, Desa's movements became much slower and his roar became weak.

"Unfair...unfair...Master Desa's injury has not healed...You can't join forces to deal with the seriously injured Master Desa."

Desa waved the long tail frantically, and the shiny black tail hook brought up a sharp black light, which constantly collided with the knife light, making a long, sharp, piercing cry.

Old Dao Feng grinned with a grinning voice, he worked harder and urged the light of the knife, the light of the sword was spinning like a meat grinder in the sky, and Desa was trapped in the center abruptly.

What is fairness?

Blood Scimitar is not a decent person. They have done a lot of killing people, setting fires, and robbing houses. The best thing is to fight more and less, and the best thing is to siege and attack...Who is fair to you?

In the Black Snake Domain, there is only life and death, not fairness.

"Let's take action together and get rid of this guy." Old Daofeng shouted loudly: "Kill him and avenge the dead brothers... Such ancient creatures, their flesh and blood, have miraculous effects."

Lao Daofeng's face was bloodshot, and his face flushed with excitement: "Everyone will share a piece of scorpion meat. If you can't say you can break through the first level, what a good thing?"

An old man in the life pond realm next to Lao Daofeng also yelled with excitement: "There is also this scorpion shell, which has not been split after so many knives. This is also a good baby, good baby!"

A hundred cultivators of the heavy building realm with the blood cutlass laughed loudly.

They were not close to Desa who was smashed by the sword light, but stood far away, each performing magical secret arts and blasting towards Desa.

These cultivators of the High Floor Realm of Blood Scimitar are obviously not superior in their inheritance of techniques. Whether they display supernatural powers or secret techniques, they are mostly fireballs, pillars of fire, wind knives, and ice hockey.

There are a very small number of three or five more powerful, they can call out a round of thunder light out of thin air to beat Desa. Thunder secret technique, this is already the stronger method among them.

Wu Tie took a deep breath. He carried the white tiger and cracked his eyes and let out a roar. Then a blue-white fireball with a diameter of ten meters above his head emerged out of thin air, quickly compressed to the size of a human head, and went straight with a heat wave. Flutter Desa.

One fireball, two fireballs, three fireballs...

In one breathing time, Wu Tie threw hundreds of high-temperature compression fireballs toward Desa.

Desa was smashed by the sky of sword light, and the fireballs shot by Wutie blasted on him densely. The fire light exploded, the sound shook hundreds of miles, and the waves of high temperature and heat swept across the square, Desa's dark crystal shell Faintly reddened, the temperature of the fireball released by Wu Tie was too high.

"You...you...do more with less...Master Desa is also confused...more than people? Haha, you guys think too much."

Desa suddenly screamed frantically.

With his screaming sound, a black light rushed out from the portal at the bottom of the pyramid, and the thin black light was like flowing water, rapidly spreading around. The black light at the fingertips extended to the feet of Wu Tie and the others, forming a huge black light square under their feet.

The sound of low footsteps came. A group of jackals with a height of about three meters, wearing gold armor and dark skin, holding various weapons of strange shape, lined up and rushed out of the pyramid in a neat line.

These jackals are thin and slender. The golden armor they wear only protects the vitals of the chest and abdomen. You can see that under the black skin of their limbs, there are chunks of strong muscles like cast iron.

Their skin is dark, but their eyes are red. Sometimes when they open their mouths and whistle low, they can see their mouths full of sharp white teeth.

The number of jackals gushing from the pyramid is increasing, and within a few breaths, nearly 10,000 jackal soldiers rushed out. These guys were lifeless, no breath leaked, and they couldn't figure out how strong they really were.

"Charge Master Desa! Break them!" Master Desa roared angrily: "No, no, just keep three or five... We must follow Master Osiris' rules... Stay Three or five live mouths are fine."

The corner of Wu Tie's eyes twitched.

The rules left by Osiris? What rules?

Damn it, this Desa didn't seem to mean to shoot at the beginning, but he didn't know what he was talking about. It was the old Daofeng who broke the conversation with him in two or three sentences, and the old Daofeng made a sneak attack, which infuriated Desa.

However, regardless of who is right or wrong, the Jackal warriors have rushed over.

With a wave of Wu Tie's hand, dozens of huge fireballs condensed at the same time. With the sound of ‘huhu’, the fireball blasted into the crowd of jackal soldiers.

One fireball exploded, and each fireball exploded dozens of Jackal Warriors off the ground.

But these guys' bodies don't know what they are made of. After they were blown up, they rolled on the ground a few times before they got up all the time, and continued to charge here casually.

Wu Tie's eyes widened.

The fireball he condensed is not powerful, but it is equivalent to a full blow by a low-level monk in the heavy building realm.

These fireballs blasted on these jackals, they weren’t hurt at all?

The mighty jackal rushed over.

On the square condensed by black light, small black sandstones suddenly appeared out of thin air. These black sandstones flowed swiftly like flowing water. Originally it was only three or five pieces, and then it turned into three to five thousand pieces. Soon countless black sandstones flooded Wu Tie and the others' knees.

Wu Tie's height now changed to more than three meters. The black quicksand submerged his knees. For the other cultivators of the Blood Scimitar Heavy-Building Realm, they were submerged from the waist down.

These black sandstones are cold, gloomy, and heavy.

The elites of these **** scimitars were submerged in black quicksand, and their movements suddenly became extremely slow.

Some people want the imperial weapon to fly into the sky, but there are also strands of sticky, cold quicksand falling continuously in the void. These heavy and abnormal quicksands fell on them, and forced them back to the ground. .

In the blink of an eye, the Jackal Warriors rushed over, completely drowning the hundreds of people with the blood cutlass.

Wu Tie waved the white tiger crack, and the huge impact blasted countless jackal head soldiers approaching him for several kilometers. No matter how many jackal head soldiers rushed over, they couldn't get close to his body.

But with the terrifying weight of the white tiger cracking, Wu Tie’s pure physical power of over one billion catties, plus the terrifying power bonus brought by him after launching the Hercules magic and the divine body, the white tiger cracked. In these guys, they actually failed to kill them.

They are like cockroaches that can't kill them. After being bombarded for several kilometers, they rolled on the ground a few times and then immediately got up, and then continued to form an army to rush towards Wutie.

Wu Tie scolded angrily. Instead of flying these guys with the white tiger cracking barrel, he swept with the white tiger cracking huge spear tip.

The sound of ‘pouch’ was endless, and the jackal-head soldiers were cut off by the unmatched white tiger crack, and then they were blasted thousands of meters away by the wind carried by the spear.

But after these two-sectioned jackal-head fighters landed on the ground, black rays of light flowed out of their broken bodies. The black rays of the upper and lower bodies dexterously and accurately found their corresponding half bodies, and then the black rays of light merged inward. Their bodies were pieced together at once.

That is, lying on the ground for a while, these jackal-head warriors continued to stand up nonchalantly, and continued to rush towards Wu Tie.

Desa's triumphant laughter came from afar: "Praise the great Osiris...you who control death, under your authority, your warriors are immortal."

Wu Tie's mouth twitched.

Old Daofeng's mouth twitched.

The expressions of the old Daofeng, the six life pool masters, and Doria's face became ugly.

And those cultivators in the heavy floor realm with a hundred **** scimitars have been surrounded by those jackal-head soldiers, and countless knives, spears, swords, and halberds are blasted down in a mess. Many people have been wounded all over, and some have had their arms and legs severed.

The tragic howl kept coming, and there were even loud greetings to Doria's mother, grandmother, and all female elders in the same line.

Doria said that there is a bit of risk here, but they will definitely be able to return with a huge harvest.

But these cultivators in the realm of heavy buildings didn't even see the slightest benefit, they were about to die here.

Wu Tie kept his face sullen, constantly waving the white tiger and cracking, and constantly blasting more and more jackal-head soldiers around him.

But these guys are immortal... No matter how Wu Tie slashed, he even chopped a dozen jackal-head warriors into hundreds of pieces at one time. They still quickly pieced it together, and continued to rush up if nothing had happened.

Wu Tie was speechless.

Old Daofeng roared angrily: "Doria, is your prediction-fart?"

Doria released a white light to protect himself, bitterly resisting the impact of countless jackal-head warriors in all directions. He hissed angrily: "What I said, there is danger, there is danger... But believe me, we will be able to Return with a huge return......"

Doria hissed: "Isn't it the dead person? The monks in the heavy building realm, they die if they die... You blood scimitars, there are enough... alas..."

Doria was distracted as soon as he spoke. The white light of his body was ripped apart by a strangely shaped spear. The spear pierced from behind him, gliding diagonally across his waist and buttocks, and it was upright. A striking blood line was pulled open on his hip.

Blood spurted out, and Doria hissed in pain.

He opened the large animal skin book with both hands and chanted a spell loudly.

White flames sprayed out from the animal skin book, turning into a flame barrier beside him, blocking all the jackal-head warriors outside.

There was a desperate cry from a monk in the realm of heavy building.

They couldn't withstand the impact of the Jackal Warriors. After the mana was exhausted, the self-defense treasure was also breached, and then immediately torn to pieces.

"Little white face...I can't believe it..." A tragic death of the Chonglou realm monk hissed before his death.

"Little white face...I-fuck-you-ancestor-zong..." Another cultivator of the Great Building Realm yelled at the moment his head was cut off.

"Boss... Brother can't follow you... From now on... Be careful... Little white face..." A sturdy man's chest was pierced by four strange-shaped spears. He vomited blood, and then his body suddenly fell. Inflate, after a loud noise, he exploded simply.

The self-detonation of the monks in the heavy building realm only blasted hundreds of jackal-head fighters for thousands of meters. These jackal-head warriors stood up without incident and continued to rush towards the other monks in the heavy building realm.

One after another, the blood machete monks were killed, and more and more jackal-head soldiers besieged Wutie.

Wu Tie also became a little embarrassed, even though he waved the white tiger clash into the wind, there were still jackal soldiers rushing over from an angle that he couldn't take care of, swinging weapons and slashing at him fiercely.

Wu Tie activated the divine body with a small armor, and his body's defense power became extremely strong, and his skin and flesh were as hard as steel ingots.

The weapons of these jackal-head warriors are also quite sharp, and their strength is not weak. They are probably equivalent to the level of a body-refining monk who has just entered the heavy building realm. They can have millions of catties when slashing.

Their weapons pulled Wutie's skin away, leaving light marks of blood on him.

One or two blood marks does not matter, one hundred and two hundred blood marks are acceptable...1,000, 10,000, 100,000...

Wu Tie's clothes were torn to pieces, and there were dense blood stains all over his body.

Blood prints were densely stacked on Wutie's body. These jackal-head warriors stubbornly and continuously attacked, and finally cut Wutie's muscles, and their weapons were directly chopped on Wutie's bones.

In the sound of the ‘ding ding’, the weapons of these jackal-head warriors shattered every inch, and then some strange elements in their weapons turned into streamers that only Wu Tie could see, and quickly poured into his bones.

The familiar heat that hasn’t been seen for a long time rolls through the bones of his whole body~IndoMTL.com~Wu Tie waved the white tiger crack with one hand with his right hand, and the five commands with his left hand led him to sweep through the weapons that had been hacked by the handle. , Sweeping the golden armor on the Jackal Head Warrior.

The weapon was shattered, the armor was shattered, and streams of light continued to pour into Wu Tie's body. The dull bones all over his body burned again, releasing a large amount of heat into his flesh and blood internal organs.

The whole body was sweating profusely, and the dense bloodmarks healed quickly. Wu Tie panted heavily, his condition became better and better, and his physical strength became stronger and stronger.

The horrible howls continued, and the cultivators of the heavy floor realm with the blood machete were finally beheaded.

Here are the old Daofeng and six masters of the life pool, as well as Wu Tie and Doria.

Desa made a scream, and all the Jackal Warriors stopped at the same time.

Desa rolled backwards and rushed out of the area covered by the sword light. He shouted: "The humble and inferior race, welcome you to the sleeping place of Lord Osiris and accept the test he set... …It’s really cheap, you humble guys."