Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 232: Ugly
? All weapons are broken and shattered.
All the cultivators in the Profound Realm have exhausted their mana.
The mana of all the monks in the heavy building has been exhausted.
The cultivators of the foundation-building realm, after they hit Wu Tie with three punches and two legs, their legs broke and their fists were cracked, and they grinned and retreated with a smile on their faces.
For them, hitting three punches and two legs and earning dozens of gold coins is already a great fortune.
As for the slight skin wounds, what is it to these low-level monks?
The base-building cultivators with broken limbs backed away with a smile, gathered together in the distance, looking at this side eagerly.
The exhausted and panting Sense Profound Realm monks glanced at their broken and shattered weapons with heartache, shook their heads, resisting a smile, and retreated to seven or eight miles away, standing with the foundation-building monks Together.
Hundreds of floor-level cultivators, look at me, and I will look at you. They exhausted their mana and looked at the undamaged witch iron. He sighed heavily, then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he moved back. A dozen cultivators stood still behind the life pool realm.
A dozen cultivators of the life pool realm stared at Wu Tie blankly.
Wu Tie patted the weapon fragments on his body, took out a set of clean clothes and put it on, shook his head and sighed at the opponent.
"If it weren't for fear of fighting against you, I would accidentally hurt your innocent subordinates, I would not be so polite."
Shaking his head, Wu Tie clapped his hands, turned around and left.
Lao Tie stood beside the White Tiger Crack, grinning at a dozen silly masters of the life pool: "A group of silly birds, ha, do you know what silly birds mean? Hey, have you seen it? , Bird?"
The old man from Yufeng just now screamed hoarsely: "A bunch of trash! It's all trash...don't count, don't count all...you didn't even hurt his hair, are you embarrassed to ask for gold coins?"
The other masters of the life pond realm wake up at the same time, they turned around one after another, and they screamed at their subordinates.
Hundreds of layers of buildings, two to three thousand senses, and tens of thousands of foundation-building cultivators stared blankly at their leaders.
Their faces became gloomy, and their leader's promise was to let go of it as a ray of stench?
Those low-level cultivators in the Sense Profound Realm and Foundation Building Realm did not dare to say anything, but the expressions of the cultivators in the hundreds of layers of building realm were unsightly. Each of them at least took turns hacking Wutie hundreds of times. This is thousands of gold coins!
Thousands of gold coins...It's not a small amount of money for them, so it's a waste?
"What? What do you think of me? Do you still want to rebel?" The middle-aged man who had just set fire to the grief of all the fellows roared: "One by one is so useless, I haven't asked you to settle accounts. Dare to look at me like this?"
A dozen cultivators in the life pool realm released a huge aura, and suddenly all the subordinates were scared, and no one dared to look up at them more.
Wu Tie turned around abruptly, and he yelled at the other party: "Such awe-inspiring, why don't you and I have been there before? Let's go away and fight, don't hurt your subordinates by mistake, okay?"
The expressions of a dozen masters in the life pool realm changed slightly. They looked at each other. The old man in the life pool realm who had just pulled out the golden scimitar let out a long roar, his hands shook, and the golden scimitar turned into a golden moon wheel. , Slashed on Wu Tie's head silently.
This golden machete is of excellent quality, and it is obviously an ancient treasure.
Wu Tie’s scalp was torn by a scimitar, and a large amount of blood flowed down the cheek flesh, but the blade and the Witch Tie’s skull slammed together, and there was a crisp sound. Witch Tie’s skull was not damaged. However, the blade of the golden scimitar knocked out a few rice grain-sized gaps.
Wu Tie raised his hands abruptly, his fingers let out a dull light, and his fingers trembled abruptly. The flesh and blood on the fingers were torn apart, revealing the radiant finger bones, and then he hit the scimitar hard. .
Ding!
An extremely long impact sound. In an instant, Wu Tie’s fingers collided with the golden scimitar hundreds of thousands of times. The dense impact converged into a long tremor, and the golden scimitar shattered. Only the streamer that Wu Tie could see from the major stocks whizzed out and quickly sank into Wu Tie's fingers.
Wu Tie's bones all over his body quickly became hot, and the skin of his fingers was open and fleshy, and large swaths of blood spattered out with high temperature.
Wu Tie took a deep breath, a pliable suction on his phalanx exuded, and the flying blood quickly flew back to his palm. Strands of heat are released from the bones and quickly melt into the flesh of the torn palm, and the wound begins to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Who else?" The blood flowing on the front door was also quickly retracting into the wound on the top of the head. Except for a few drops of dried blood scab, all the flowing blood retracted into the wound, and the half-foot-long wound quickly Healed, and soon there was no trace of it.
A dozen masters of the life pool realm looked at Wu Tie dumbfounded.
The old man who released the scimitar shook his body, gritted his teeth, and resisted the bleeding.
After forcibly enduring three full breaths, the old man's cheeks bulged, and a large amount of blood continued to gush out along the gap in his lips, followed by a large amount of blood continuously flowing out of his ears, nostrils, and corners of his eyes.
Wow, the old man vomited blood up to the sky, then fell backward.
A dozen cultivators from the realm of heavy buildings rushed up and hurriedly supported the old man. They looked at the old man with complex expressions, then at Wutie, and then at the metal dust that kept falling to the ground in front of Wutie. He sighed heavily, and walked backwards around the old man.
The remaining dozen or so cultivators of the life pond realm looked at each other with the same complex expressions.
Suddenly, an old man and a middle-aged man shot at the same time. The old man released a blue cold light, and the middle-aged man released a black violent wind. The cyan light and wind surrounded the seriously injured old man and more than a dozen cultivators in the heavy building realm. With a single spin, they were wiped out instantly, leaving no trace of dross behind.
"Congratulations to both of you, Split Mountain City is what the two have in their pockets." The other life pool cultivators smiled at the same time, and bowed their hands to the old man and the middle-aged man.
The two nodded without a smile, and at the same time looked at each other very vigilantly.
Wu Tie suddenly sighed.
Such ugly human nature.
Obviously, the old man who controls the scimitar is the master of Mountain Splitting City, and should also be the only life pond monk in the city.
The golden machete is his destiny, and as an ancient treasure, the old man must nourish the weapon with his soul.
The golden scimitar was smashed by Wu Tie with a single blow, and the old man's soul was severely injured. He wanted to pretend to be nonchalant to everyone, but his injuries were too serious, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell.
The old man and middle-aged man should be his neighbors in the mountain city.
The two men directly killed him without hesitation, and even the dozens of monks in the Clay-Building Realm, they should also be the direct descendants of Mountain City Splitting.
So, Splitting the Mountain City is a trophy for two people to explore.
"Smile, laugh!" The old man and the middle-aged man arched their hands towards the other lifepool realm masters, then turned away without saying a word.
Wu Tie is too difficult to deal with. Instead of fighting for the rewards promised by the Guarding General's Mansion, it is better to take the benefits of Splitting Mountain City in your hands. The two sides split the mountain city, and there are a lot of benefits, which is a real benefit.
Hundreds of heavy building realms, hundreds of profound sense realms, and more than a thousand foundation-building cultivators quickly followed them away.
Those cultivators in the foundation-building realm mostly have broken limbs. They support each other and walk with all their strength, and the speed is actually very slow.
Wu Tie looked at the remaining monks coldly: "You guys, do you want to end like the hapless ghost just now?"
A dozen cultivators of the life pond realm looked at each other, and at the same time there was a strong sense of alertness in their eyes. They were silent for a while, they looked at Wutie, then looked back at the low-level cultivators behind them, and then heavily Sighed.
In the next moment, these people raised their hands at the same time. They did not dare to release their own weapons, but directly used the most powerful magical powers they had.
The cultivators of the heavy building realm behind them screamed in unison, and fled back with all their strength.
The monks in the Sense of Profound Realm and the Foundation Building Realm had not had time to move. The attacks of violent wind, fire, ice, flood, golden knives, poisonous fog, etc. collided with each other, making loud thunderous noises, and furiously rushing to Wutie before.
On Wu Tie's body, the armor presented by Osiris quietly appeared, and two huge metal wings suddenly opened, and the dark black light covered the whole body.
Lao Tie stood nearly a hundred meters behind Wu Tie, and the surviving tower emerged from the top of Lao Tie’s head, emitting a large black light to freeze the surrounding corridors, preventing the magical powers of these cultivators from causing too much damage to the corridors. .
A dozen life pool realm's full-strength attacks flooded Wu Tie, and then slammed into the tower of death.
The black light on the surface of the Pagoda flickered a little. Whether it was strong wind, fire, ice, or golden sword, all kinds of magical mysteries were like sea waves hitting a rock, shattering a part, and Part of it rewinds.
These magical mysteries whizzed through the long corridor.
The monks in the Profound Realm and Foundation Building Realm simultaneously uttered desperate roars... They couldn't dodge, their cultivation bases were low, and they couldn't dodge at all. Those cultivators in the realm of heavy buildings had escaped for several miles. They were busy, but they had no time to take away a few of their confidants.
All the rest were overwhelmed by the magical power attacks of these life-pool realm cultivators.
Wu Tie bluffed his palms, and his palm seemed to have an invisible vortex, constantly releasing huge suction power, forcibly incorporating part of the attack power of the magical secret technique into his body.
His body swelled in a circle, and these attacks from the life pool... it was not easy to withstand it.
The Pagoda has absorbed 30% of the power, and Witch Iron has absorbed 20% of the power, and the magical powers that are rolled back are cancelled by these life pools themselves by 40% of the power, leaving 10% of the aftermath. , Still let more than ten thousand low-level cultivators disappear in an instant.
"You guys, **** it."
After more than a dozen cultivators in the life pool released a full blow, they heard Wu Tie's indifferent and merciless hum.
They turned and left without saying a word. The zombies that had not dared to take it out a while ago turned into a long stream of light, and they fled away for a few miles in an instant.
The huge metal wings behind Wu Tie flapped quickly, and he dipped for more than a dozen miles, and flew to the far passageway faster than these life pool cultivators, blocking them in front of them.
Those cultivators of the heavy building realm have fled away, and all the low-rank cultivators have been killed by a single blow. Wu Tie no longer has any psychological burden. In the face of these ugly monks of the fate pond realm, he clung to the white tiger crack and concentrated all his attention. Concentrating his mind, he shot it out.
A pale white spear light tears through the void.
A cultivator in the life pool burst into a blood dance.
Another bleak white spear light pierced straight out.
A cultivator in the life pool realm hissed and screamed, and he dodged to one side. The spear light still passed by, and his body exploded.
More than a dozen spear lights were stabbed out in a row.
A dozen or so cultivators of the life pool realm did not even escape from the life pool, they exploded in the air.
Wu Tie stood up with his spear, the tragic and full of evil spirits still remained in the air, the mile-long spear lights were lingering in the air, and everyone heard the breathtaking sound in their ears. The roar of the tiger, heard the roar of billions of soldiers on the battlefield angrily killing the enemy.
There is a sound of breaking through the air.
Wu Tie turned around, and the cultivators of the Chonglou realm who had just escaped returned one by one with complicated expressions.
Behind them, dozens of four-wheeled chariots were flying in the sky, and dozens of golden-armored monks stood on each chariot. These golden-armored monks wore cloaks with exquisite Utan patterns embroidered on them.
Hua Guang stood on a chariot at the forefront. The four wheels of the chariot revolved in the air, making a loud thunder and spraying out a large amount of fire.
His eyes were like a sword, and he looked at Wu Tie from a distance, and Wu Tie felt as if a sword had been slashed face to face.
Ding!
Wu Tie received a heavy blow on his shoulders, and his upper body slammed back. Juli attacked, Wu Tie's footing was unstable, and he was hit by Juli and flew back hundreds of meters.
Sparks splashed on the shoulder armor, Hua Guang glanced at Wu Tie from a distance, not as if a sword smashed it down, but an invisible sword light volleyed on Wu Tie's body.
"Who is coming?" Wu Tie stabilized his figure, and the metal wings spread out behind him, he sternly asked Huaguang.
"The Utan clan, the Great Lakes guards the General Mansion, guards the General, Huaguang." Huaguang chariot drove up, and he looked at Wu Tie and shouted: "Where are the people chasing you? A dozen in the Great Lakes. The big city is all about to round up Er and others...what about the people?"
"Ask them!" Wu Tie pointed at the cultivators of the Chonglou realm who had retreated.
The bodies of the hundreds of cultivators shook. They glanced at each other, and suddenly shouted in unison: "General, take charge of us!"
"General, they are all killed, they are all killed..."
"This guy is so cruel...We are not his opponents. Our Patriarch stayed behind to cover our retreat..."
"The low-ranking monks in our city can't escape... Patriarch stays behind..."
"Such a strong smell of blood~IndoMTL.com~ must have been killed by them!"
These monks in the heavy building realm, as well as a handful of monks who were taken away in time, knelt to the ground, crying and crying one by one.
Wu Tie was stunned, Lao Tie was stunned, Shi Fei and the others were also stunned.
These people...with no grievances and no grudges, so empty-mouthed and framed people, okay?
Hua Guang's face changed drastically.
He glared at Wu Tie, and slowly said: "What a cruel villain... I thought that the one wanted by the Utan clan was probably an innocent and unlucky person. I was still worried about you... now It seems that you one by one, don't even think about leaving."
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