Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 189: On the eve of the storm
Niu Man was numbly embedded in the stone pillar, and did not move for a long time.
The armor has excellent defensive power. Wu Tie's punch was so domineering, and Niu Man did not suffer any damage.
Although his body was not injured, Niu Man's state of mind was almost shattered by Wu Tie's punch.
That is, how terrible, a punch.
Unstoppable.
Unstoppable.
Even when a punch fell, Niu Man instinctively gave birth to boundless despair. When Wu Tie's punch hit his body, Niu Man even felt that he was just a poor egg and was about to be blasted into egg syrup by a big hammer...
Such a terrifying punch was not the attack power Wu Tie had shown when Niu Man and Wu Tie were wrestling three days ago.
Wu Tie hid his power three days ago?
No, in the past three days, Wu Tie has gained countless strength out of thin air in that ancient ruins.
Niu Man was embedded in the stone pillar blankly, letting dozens of spies around him stand far away and peer at him.
The huge stalagmites fell continuously from high altitude, smashing the nearby mountains, and there was a terrible howl in some places. The stalagmites were smashed by the stalagmites.
After a long time, Niu Man shook his body and struggling to walk out of the stalagmites. He was standing on the ground with a stalagmite falling on his head. It was smashed to pieces by the two thick horns on his helmet, and his body did not move.
The pupils of the spies who saw this scene suddenly shrank to the size of a needle.
This armor is not a fancy thing, but a real treasure with amazing defense power.
Several **** scimitar master incarnations, Liu Guang, rushed to this side, they shouted loudly from a distance, conveyed the old Daofeng's order, and ordered Niu Man to rush back to report the situation to the old Daofeng.
Niu Man replied desperately, spread his two thighs, and rushed towards the blood scimitar station in stride.
In the Witchie Stone Fort, Wu Tie squinted at the direction where Niu Man was shot, then smiled and looked at Tang Qi: "Niu Man...he is thick and thick, and he has that armored bodyguard. , It shouldn't be a big deal."
"Hall Master, do you want to try my fist?" Wu Tie grinned with a grin.
Tang Qi's body shivered, and he waved his hand, and a set of golden armor suddenly wrapped around him. As the hall master of the battle hall, he naturally also received a set of battle armor rewarded by the old sword style.
It’s just different from the strength-type Niuman. Tang Qi takes a light and quick path, so his armor is the same as the witch iron, but it only protects the upper body half-body armor and a skirt armor on his head. It has a light helmet, and it has arm guards and leg guards on both arms and calves.
He laughed dryly, and shook his head to Wu Tie: "You laughed, Lord Gun, I came here without ill intentions, just curious... I roughly understand, Lord Gun, you are in the ruins, this power has increased. Quite a lot..."
After playing a few haha, Tang Qi stepped out of Wu Tie's living room step by step.
"Then, don't bother, Master Gun, you...you have a good rest. These maids are well-behaved, and you can enjoy them as much as you want."
Tang Qi smiled brightly.
Wu Tie's mouth crooked, and he moved out the set of rhetoric just now. What kind of thin arms and legs, flat chest and small legs, and no scales on his body.
Tang Qi twitched with a grin, and gave Wu Tie a helpless look, then turned and left quickly.
Different ethnic groups, there are too many differences in aesthetics, this is really no way.
Tang Qi had just exited Wutie's stone fort. Together with Niu Man, he was called over by the old knife wind, and then the one who broke his head and covered his face was a scream.
Even outside the old Daofeng’s stone fort, you can hear the angry roar of the old Daofeng.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Are you going for the gun master? Are you?"
"No! You are here for me, for me."
"When I don't understand your thoughts? What do you want to do?"
"You don't believe me as a big brother... You think that the big brother has concealed some things from you, and the big brother will treat you badly!"
"You think so, are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the armors and soldiers I gave you?"
"You know, for these treasures, how much hardship did I have in that ruin?"
"You didn't suffer the slightest bit of suffering, you got these **** armors and **** soldiers."
"Are you still not satisfied? Do you want more?"
"Okay, I will give you this seat, okay? I will give you the position of the big leader of the blood machete... Are you sitting firmly?"
Old Daofeng cursed here, and his words quickly reached the ears of all the seniors of Blood Scimitar.
"Of course... you must be rewarded if you have merit, and you must be rewarded if you make a contribution. For so many years, we have always done this. As a big brother, when did I treat my brothers badly?"
"This time, what we are going to do is good for you...I will not treat you badly, except for these **** armors and **** soldiers...I will not treat you badly, there are better things waiting for you. "
"But... if there is no credit or contribution, don't think about it."
"I want to get more benefits for no reason...When our blood scimitar is a shantang?"
After a lesson, Niu Man and Tang Qi were kicked out of the gate of the stone fort where they lived by the old Daofeng with gray heads and gray faces.
Then, the old sword style let people pass the order. Niu Man and Tang Qi didn't respect their orders, and instead of doing what they should do, they harassed the newly joined Deputy Hall Master Gun Master of the battle hall, which violated the blood. The house rules and laws of the scimitar.
So, the two guys have been deducted all the dividends for the next year. In the next year, they don't even want to get a gold coin.
Tang Qi and Niu Man had a sullen face, hurriedly led people, organized soldiers and horses according to the orders of the old Daofeng, and went to rectify the manpower.
The high-levels of Blood Scimitar, because of the attack of the old sword style, one by one became honest, and cleverly followed the plan made by the old sword style to go busy.
Wu Tie is also quiet here, and after several days of work, no one is watching anything.
For a few days, Wu Tie squatted in the secret room in the stone fort and practiced frantically. Every second, two, three, three or four light filaments were melted and cracked by mana on his heavy building sky lock. Every second, there is a new world of profound meaning into his body.
Every second, Wu Tie's strength is growing, soaring.
Body strength, mana cultivation, soul strength, blood qi concentration, supernatural powers, secret magic power, everything, everything is rapidly improving.
The "Yuanshijing" is paired with a harvest tree. It is the golden wind and jade dew that will win the world but countless people!
Dozens of low-level primitive grasses are suspended in front of Wu Tie.
Drops of crystal clear juice constantly seeped from the surrounding elemental vortex, and finally turned into a small pool of water, soaking all these low-level elemental grasses in.
The magical power of the harvest tree was activated. These low-level primitive grasses began to grow, swell, and began to distort... Originally they were just ordinary grade 9 lava grasses, but they turned upside down on the bottom structure. The change.
Eight-Rank Tempered Golden Grass...Seventh-Rank Firebird...Sixth-Rank Yellow Dust Grass...
In just a few days, several lava grasses have directly changed the category. As the grade has been upgraded, their own varieties have also undergone earth-shaking changes...
As time goes by, dozens of six-pin yellow dust grasses are crystal clear, like yellow amber cast, countless fine dust hovering around the grass blades, and each yellow dust grass grows to more than three feet. high.
Normal yellow dust grasses, even if they have been bred for thousands of years, they can only be one foot or two inches at most.
The magic of the harvest tree is evident.
When the Wutie retreat practiced on the fifth day, dozens of six-pin yellow dust grass began to change color from the rhizomes, and the rhizomes gradually turned into a faint jasper color, and a refreshing coolness continued from the leaves of the grass. Swing out up.
The six-pin yellow dust grass with soil attributes seems to have another mutation in its category.
At this moment, a small iron bell suddenly rang in the secret room, and the gentle voice of a maid came in through a special sound transmission tube.
"Mr. Gun, the chief leader has sent an order to let you accompany him to meet the three leaders of the Golden Undead."
Wu Tie's eyes widened suddenly.
There was a flash of fire in his eyes, Wu Tie put away dozens of metamorphosing yellow dust grasses, and strode out of the secret room carrying the white tiger crack.
Are you going to start?
Wu Tie has not cared about the movement of the blood scimitar these days.
He doesn't have any foundation in Blood Scimitar, and he has no place to inquire about the news. He can't find out what the Blood Scimitar is planning.
But no matter what Old Daofeng wants to do, is to join forces with the Golden Undead to level the Black Snake Territory first, or to kill the Golden Undead first and then attack the Black Snake Territory. Anyway, Wutie’s goal has always been very simple-destroying the Golden Undead. Destroy all enemies in the golden undead.
Wearing the armor presented by Osiris, the two huge metal wings are tightly compressed behind the back, and the boots under the feet are in contact with the earth, and there is constantly a strong and solid force feedback back, making Wutie's step more vigorous and powerful. .
Every step he takes is like an iron stake plunged into the ground fiercely, firmly, as surely as a mountain.
Old Daofeng brought six masters from the life pool realm, followed by nearly a hundred elite blood scimitars from the heavy building realm behind him, smiling and standing in front of a stone fort looking at Wu Tie: "Master Gun, come here. Now...Look at your vigorous look...Our blood scimitar brothers, all of them are like you."
Old Daofeng's words meant something.
Wu Tie grinned and said nothing.
The high-level **** scimitars behind Old Daofeng thought they hadn't heard his words.
Like Wu Tie's performance these past few days?
Well, don’t care about anything, don’t do anything, practice in the secret room wholeheartedly, and as soon as the boss greets him, he immediately ran out and charged...
For Lao Daofeng, he naturally hopes that his brothers are such reckless people.
But for the brothers of the Blood Scimitar... they are still a little bit after.
"Let’s go, today, I have an appointment with the three leaders of the Golden Undead to talk about things face-to-face... Our two families, we can’t go on fighting like this." Lao Daofeng glanced at the standing Doria next to her smiled with her triangular eyes narrowed.
"Of course, everyone should also thank Doria. It is because of his mediation that we can meet together smoothly... You know, the three old ghosts over there, hehe, all of them have terrible tempers. ."
A group of people set off.
Old Dao Feng took the lead, and slowly flew forward with a ray of blood on his foot, and the huge scarlet scimitar was slowly spinning on top of his head.
The others also displayed their magical powers, following Lao Daofeng's back.
The escape method was rapid, that is, within a quarter of an hour, a group of people came to the front line of the battle between the blood scimitar and the golden undead.
The horizontal trenches on the ground were blown up section by section, and there were stumps and arms everywhere. On both sides, there were a slave army of more than 3,000 people facing each other in front of the trench. Thousands of dwarves and rat people were chattering. The knives and guns yelled at each other.
On the side of the two slave armies, on a small dirt bag, there is a long table with a big chair on one side and three big chairs on the other.
Lao Daofeng led a group of subordinates to the small dirt bag, and sat on a large chair on one side steadily.
After about half a tea time, the mushroom forest on the opposite side shook for a while, and three groups of black aura, with hundreds of monks, drifted over here slowly.
When it was about to reach the dirt bag, the three black qi suddenly converged, revealing three long faces, dangling eyebrows, small noses, small eyes and thin lips. He was born with a white-faced youth with a premature appearance.
The three young men were wearing white gowns, and their cuffs were embroidered with ugly demons in gold, silver, and copper.
I want to come, these are the three leaders of the Golden Undead, the Golden Ghost, the Silver Ghost and the Bronze Ghost.
The chests of these three guys in long gowns are wearing huge badges, which almost occupy their entire chests—the black air is rolling, and the palm of a white skeleton sticks out of the black air, holding a few dyes in the palm. Gold coin of blood.
Wu Tie glanced across the crowd behind the three ghosts of gold, silver and bronze.
He saw Sun Zuo at a glance.
Sun Zuo wore a new set of python leather armor today, he was wearing a black cloak, and he carried a long, thin snake-head wooden staff in his hand.
Obviously, with the help of Doria's prophecy, this guy broke through the life pool realm, and his status in the golden undead also increased.
Although, this guy is the weakest and weakest kind of life pool.
But his realm is real. Compared with the ordinary Chonglou realm, he is also a little master...In other words, this guy has the strength to dominate a battlefield!
Being able to follow the Three Ghosts of Gold, Silver and Bronze here, it is obvious that this fellow is very proud of these days and is quite popular.
Pasting the white tiger to the ground~IndoMTL.com~ With both hands gently rubbing the white tiger's cracked gun barrel, Wu Tie secretly calculated that if he rushed forward and punched Sun Zuo to death, this scene would not Will it be lively?
Of course, killing Sun Zuo is one thing, and the members of the hunting team under Sun Zuo can't be let go.
More importantly, he has to capture the senior leaders alive and torture some things.
Wu Tie's face darkened.
He thought of Master Grey.
I don’t know if Master Grey is dead, I always have to ask for an exact information.
The three ghosts of gold, silver and bronze moved lightly, floating on their seats like three paper figures.
Lao Daofeng and the three of them stared at me and I stared at you for a long time. Finally, Lao Daofeng gave a soft cough.
"Let’s talk about the constitution, in all directions, so many good friends are staring."
(=)