Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 289: Absolute Array
Between heaven and earth, there are avenues of its own.
The heaven and the earth are like mothers, and the avenues are like seeds.
The human body is also a miniature world, with all mysteries in it, corresponding to the world, and forming a great road by itself.
A person with great magical powers in ancient times took their own thorough avenues, incorporated them into the embryos, nourished them with a huge amount of heaven and earth energy, and harmonized them with their own essence and blood, enlightened spirituality, and opened up spiritual apertures.
The endless strange pictures flickered in my mind.
Endless magical knowledge flows through my mind.
Wu Tie's blood is boiling, and the blood is surging. The memory of generations of ancestors has never disappeared, but is hidden in the blood.
Wu Tie awakened the power of blood with the ancient ‘Witch Clan’ dance of sacrifice to heaven, and the memories of generations of ancestors were revived in his body.
Looking back from generation to generation, from fathers and grandfathers to great grandfathers and great ancestors.
From modern times to the Middle Ages.
From ancient times to ancient times.
The bloodline kept going back and forth, and finally Wu Tie saw two twin spiral streamers coiling around each other and flying rapidly in the void.
Fuxi and Nuwa, holding "rulers" and "rules", danced wildly in the boundless void.
Wind and thunder surround it.
The thick cloud chased it.
Heavenly thunder and fire accompany it.
Aurora Yunxia guards it.
Countless wonderful knowledge, even knowledge that is not inclusive in the inheritance of the old iron, is recovering.
Each cell of Wutie is like a library with a huge capacity, which contains the knowledge and experience accumulated by generations of ancestors for generations. In a very short period of time, Wu Tie seemed to have a face-to-face exchange and study with these ancestors, absorbing these experiences and knowledge crazily.
Wu Tie smiled.
Among his ancestors, there were so many amazing and amazing great magicians.
Of course, how many human ancestors were there in ancient times? In the current human race, the ancestors that everyone has are actually counted, and they are just such a few. The common ancestors that everyone has are those with great supernatural powers.
People who are not qualified and not strong enough can never continue their blood.
Wu Tie smiled.
He is using the most orthodox methods of the time immemorial to imitate the refining tools like the creation of heaven and earth.
Inscribed Fulu.
Arrange the formation.
Blessing and prohibition.
Carved runes.
It's all inferior trails, it's not the right way at all.
The human body is a microcosm, and the human body contains infinite meanings of heaven and earth. As long as you can comprehend a great avenue, you can extract this avenue with secret methods and enter it into the embryo to directly achieve the prototype of the most precious treasure.
This is the right way of heaven and earth, imitating the supreme refining technique of heaven and earth nurturing the most precious treasure.
It’s just that the descendants are incompetent, unable to understand the mystery of so many profound avenues, unable to completely break the shackles of heaven and earth, unable to completely break the shackles of heavy buildings, and the resulting avenue is incomplete, so you can only use scales and claws to destroy yourself The pitiful talismanic seals and talismanic talismans that have been realized are driven into the embryo.
"Falling Souls and Dispersion Banners." Wu Tie smiled at the giant banners that exuded a terrifying spirit.
He danced wildly again, dancing around the altar.
The wind and cloud suddenly rose, and the thunder rushed, and various visions of wind, fire, cloud and thunder appeared around him.
The eyes of the eyebrows sprayed out faint cold light, and Wu Tie was sweating profusely. He slammed his hands into the center of his eyebrows, and another line exuded a cold light, making the people in the distance, day by day, month by month, and others horrified. I only felt that the soul was almost frozen and crushed by the stream of light gushing out.
The streamer Wu Tie pulled from his life pool was a wonderful avenue of heaven and earth.
He broke all the shackles of heaven and earth, and he opened the door to the treasure house of mystery hidden in the deepest part of the human body.
So, he has mastered the secrets of the great roads that correspond to all the mysteries between heaven and earth.
Even if it is not proficient enough.
Even if the cultivation base is not enough.
But just like the King Cobra that just came out of its shell, it still possesses deadly fangs and venom. The great streamers that Wu Tie pulls out of his life pool are deadly and terrifying in nature.
Day by day, month by month, and old iron, they seemed to see a piece of fur of a wild beast through a bamboo pipe.
You can still find the leopard terrifying and terrible when you look at it.
With this stream of light, Wu Tie plunged into the embryo of a long sword.
Then there was another frantic dance, and another great streamer pulled out from the life pool, and drove it into a long sword embryo.
Seven avenues of streamers are injected into seven long swords.
The seven long swords emit a strange cold light at the same time, with a bit of gray, a bit of blue, and a bit of lifeless and decayed color.
"Seven-Star Slaughter Sword." Wu Tie muttered to himself: "Using the Archaic Wu Clan’s Magical Nail Head Seven Arrows Book as a template, drawing the power of the Nether Yellow Spring, attracting the opportunity of the Big Dipper to kill, ha ha... you shouldn’t Use the shackles of the world to trap me."
"Heaven and earth shackles, heaven and earth shackles...This is also a bridge between heaven and earth."
"You took your own breath and sent it to my big formation."
Wu Tie grinned.
He raised his hands high, and chanted aloud the mantra to control the Three Liancheng formation taught by the Devil King.
The twelve huge beams of light shook violently, and then these beams of light suddenly spewed out a mighty and strong streamer, like a big river, injected into the altar built by the witch iron, injected into the witch iron, which has just been refined successfully The Fallen Soul Sanpa Banner and the Seven-Star Slaughter Spirit Sword.
"Yes, the evil demon Youcang is one, I don't know his birth date, I don't know his hometown, but only a ray of supernatural power... Please, the world and all the ghosts and gods can help me chase my soul and curse his people." Witch Iron is like crazy, dancing around the altar table in an extremely exaggerated manner.
The long banner swayed violently, and huge amounts of heaven and earth elements could be swallowed into the long banner continuously.
The seven long swords slowly revolve around the long streamer, and every time it rotates, an extremely murderous breath rises into the sky.
Gradually, the murderous air enveloped the entire Sanlian City.
Day by day and month by month, they instinctively reacted to the murderous air, their hairs erected all over their bodies, and their frowns kept moving backwards.
Old Tie also released the ghost of the tower of death, and the black divine light covered him and the witch, protecting them from slowly retreating.
Only Master Grey stood calmly on the black cloud. Not only did he not retreat, but he kept flying closer to the altar.
"Wu Tie, Master will help you." Grey Master's smile is extremely bright: "Worry for trouble, awkward can naturally increase the strength of wolves...Hehe, Master's supernatural ability, this is the first time to use it."
Master Grey came to the altar with a smile.
Every hair on his body spewed out black gloomy light, and the dense black light fell on the altar, and the cold and killing air suddenly added 30% power out of thin air.
Everything in Sanlian City is stiff, and even the huge inland sea has become like a mirror, and there is no ripple on the sea.
"Master, this supernatural power is indescribable." Wu Tie stretched out his hand with a smile, his fingertips split, and a trace of cold blood fell on the three grass men on the altar.
In the essence and blood, there are faint blue double spiral ice patterns faintly visible.
You Cang used secret techniques to put a new shackle on Wu Tie and others.
And in this new shackles, there is still a quiet breath.
Wu Tie began to recite the mantra. He walked slowly around the altar step by step, as if carrying a heavy mountain on his back, with heavy steps and slow movements to start a new sacrificial dance.
The long streamer made by witch iron, and seven sharp swords swallowed the torrent of light from the twelve pillars of light in the three cities. The streamer of the avenue that the witch iron injected into it began to slowly grow and grow, and gradually exudes compelling breath.
Comprehend the great avenue, spit out the vitality of the heaven and earth, nourish the flow of the great avenue, and make it continue to grow. This is the true meaning of the Taikoo monk's cultivation.
This long banner, this sharp sword, at this moment, is like the incarnation of Wutie.
The aura is the same, the spirituality is the same, Wu Tie muttered and recited the spell, pulling the soul-stirring power in the long flags to trace the source of the chilly shackles, and to the emptiness past.
A thousand miles away from Sanlian City.
In a grotto with a radius of three or four hundred miles, a castle has just been washed with water, but the air is still full of strong **** smell.
You Cang wore a spacious robe and walked out of a bedroom slowly.
On the bed in the bedroom, a few pink and white figures can be seen faintly, they are curled up on the pile of soft animal skins, sobbing in a low voice.
Xuanzhu put his hands on his chest, stood on the aisle in front of the bedroom door, and looked at You Cang with a smile.
"Do you now understand why I have come here so often over the years?"
Xuan Spider looked at You Cang with a smile: "Not for the merits, but also for this supreme enjoyment."
You Cang squinted his eyes, and looked at Xuan Spider coldly: "Degenerate, meaningless physical pleasure... You Jieya, you are depraved..."
Shrugging his shoulders, You Cang laughed suddenly: "However, this kind of depraved happiness seems to be good. Since it is not our original body, with this rapidly cultivated body, we can enjoy something that we can't normally enjoy. Happy, it’s nice."
Xuan Spider smiled lightly.
A very fine cold light flickered on the tip of the finger, and a little bit of ice crystals floated out, and the mysterious spider said leisurely: "The backup of the Dark Guild has arrived. We now have enough cannon fodder to sacrifice in our hands... Isn't it time to launch the general attack? ?"
You Cang smiled indifferently. He looked at Xuan Ye and shook his head gently.
"You Jieya, my sister, you must remember that we are not the stone heads of the Celestial Gods, nor the war lunatics of the Barbarian Gods."
"Compared with the use of violence, why can't we think of something more appropriate?"
You Cangyou quietly said: "I didn't have time to tell you that I left some interesting little things on them. They will give in."
"Three cities are of great strategic value. Rather than destroying them, it is better to subdue them and turn them into our slaves." Youcang's finger pointed towards his temple: "Use your brain, this is us From the Ice Spirit clan..."
You Cang couldn't finish her words.
His body shook, his eyes went dark, and his tall and straight body suddenly fell forward.
He struggled hard, staggered forward and rushed out seven or eight steps, knocked down a square table with one head, and slammed his hands on the ground in an embarrassing manner.
Shaking his head vigorously, two extremely thin, rapidly gleaming blue rays spurted out of You Cang's eyes.
"You Jieya, there is... an evil force is eroding my soul... Oh my god, why is it such a powerful energy response? No, no... save me..."
"You Jieya, your body, go to the central temple, let them use the power of the main artifact... protect me... mine..."
You Cang's body fell heavily to the ground.
The wisp of soul in his body disappeared, as if a black hole popped out of his body and swallowed his soul silently.
Xuan Spider was dumbfounded, she screamed, suddenly raised her head and looked upwards.
A thin ray of blue cold light shone down.
Xuan Spider's body suddenly stiffened, and then fell heavily to the ground.
In the dark void on the outskirts of Mu Continent, on the mighty and mighty giant glacier, in the huge boat made of ice crystals, in the beautiful ice crystal palace, the mysterious spider's body is quiet and elegant. Floating comfortably in the crystal ball.
Suddenly her face changed slightly, and her eyes flashed with a dripping cold light at the same time.
She rushed out of the crystal ball, flicking her long tail, turning into a cold light and rushing out of the door.
"Who is taking turns today? My brother Youcang is attacked by the soul...you..."
The scream of Youjieya just came out, and in a nearby ice crystal palace, many beautifully born mermaid beauties screamed and rushed out.
"Master You Cang, Master You Cang's soul has disappeared!"
'Boom'!
In this ice crystal palace, in the majestic ice palace at the core, a dazzling blue divine light soars into the sky.
The blue light turned into a frosty rainbow with a diameter of thousands of miles and rushed towards Mu Continent.
The faint light curtains above Mu Continent opened tremblingly, which seemed to be broken at any time. Layers of light curtains were opened by the blue frost changhong, and the frost changhong was also weakened layer by layer.
Finally, when the Frost Changhong was about to touch the surface of Mu Continent, a giant figure with a dragon head walked out of a large mountain.
The translucent shadowy figure slowly opened a huge scroll with both hands.
"Fengtian Carrying..."
A great chanting sound came from the mouth of the figure.
Four words and one exit, the world suddenly changed, and only a hundred miles thick frost Changhong shattered, and it blew up into a blizzard that swept mountains and rivers in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
The faint golden figure of the dragon head slowly sank into the huge mountain.
On the glacier, in the main temple of the Ice Spirit Protoss, a pitying voice came from a faint: "It's a step too late. You Cang's soul has been plundered. However, I can't understand how his soul breath was The enemy caught it? What did he do, what shouldn't he do?"
"Have you forgotten ~IndoMTL.com~ the tribesmen who died in the evil spells like the Book of the Nails and Seven Arrows during the previous wars?"
You Jieya rushed to the direction of the main temple, she screamed hoarsely: "Rescue You Cang's soul, I am willing to pay all the price."
You Jieya's face is pale.
She suddenly remembered the terrible magic spells that the masters of the continent below had mastered.
In Sanlian City, on the altar, the three grass men suddenly shook violently.
A faint human figure of a young man with fishtails appeared abruptly on the altar.
Before he could see the scene around the altar clearly, Wu Tie shook his hands and rolled the long banner, which already involved him in the long banner.
Then a long sword fell, piercing a grass man through it.
In the Ice Palace, You Cang's body that fell on the ground suddenly spewed a translucent blue blood.