Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 358: Root by (1)
Innate Lingbao.
This is no wonder.
Wu Tie remembered the process of refining the Soul Falling Soul Banner and the Big Dipper Slaying Spirit Sword.
Heaven and earth are the big universe, and human beings are small universes. The human body comprehends the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, seizes a complete Dao of it, and slowly cultivates it after it is inserted into the embryo, and it will naturally be able to refine the acquired ‘Tao Qi’.
Dao weapon, that is a powerful thing whose essence is still above the immortal soldier.
And if the heaven and the earth are alive, in a certain Tibetan wind gathering air hole, heaven and blessed earth, or earth veins and spiritual cave, there is a complete wispy rhyme of heaven and earth, as if an embryo is incorporated into the mother's son-gong, and the essence of heaven and earth is obtained. Slowly nourish, gradually grow stronger.
So I don't know how many trillions of years later, the powerful thing brewed with heaven and earth as the matrix is the innate spirit treasure.
The same "Dao Qi", the heaven and the earth are so great, compared to the "Tao Qi" refined from the human body, both in terms of the body and the formed power, they are much stronger, many, many, many Times.
Whether it is the countless information obtained from Lao Tie, or the information Wu Tie obtained from the bloodline memory, they all tell Wu Tie an absolute ‘truth’-the innate spirit treasure, the strongest! The acquired ‘dao device’, even the ‘hundred spirit treasure’ refined by the most powerful saints in the ancient legends, is extremely difficult to have the power of the innate spirit treasure.
Now, the old man in black tells Wu Tie that in the mountains that are only a thousand miles outside the flower insect city, a congenital spiritual treasure has been bred?
Wu Tie stared at the old man in black with wide eyes.
The three old men in black smiled and nodded: "You can die without regrets!"
In the sound of laughter, the three old men in black turned into black smoke at the same time, and in an instant, black mist surrounded Wu Tie within a radius of ten miles, and countless dark green lights condensed into a distorted streamer, silent and non-favorable. Wu Tie hit his whole body.
In the dark fog, the Ren family guard who ran to the sub-camp to report the news drew out a huge, blood-colored heavy crossbow, gritted his teeth and pulled up the crossbow string with all his strength, and set up three six-foot-long crossbows. Arrow, and then pinpointed Wu Tie's direction is a crossbow excitation.
Three blood rays tore through the void, shooting straight at Wu Tie in the black mist.
Wu Tie drew out six refining miao swords backhand, and slashed three blood rays with one knife. There was a loud noise, sparks splattered everywhere, Miao Dao shook violently, Wu Tie was slammed into the air by Juli and couldn't stabilize his figure, and flew back dozens of feet away.
Three crossbow arrows exploded to pieces on the Miao knife, and the Miao knife also cracked three very fine cracks.
The guard of the Ren family suddenly widened his eyes: "Impossible, my'Blood Wolf Crossbow' is a six-forged spirit soldier, you are only in the life pool..."
Wu Tie just snorted. He glanced at the knife body being damaged, and there was a spouting knife with tiny sparks in the crack, and he threw it away.
Strong green streamers pounced on with a biting chill, and a layer of pale black frost quickly condensed on Wu Tie's skin. These streamers were still seven or eight feet away from his body, and Wu Tie's body was frozen. Blood gas almost solidified.
"Come to die!" A **** mist-shrouded hand suddenly protruded from the black mist, and slapped Wu Tie's heart with a palm.
In front of Wu Tie’s heart, a small windmill more than a foot long suddenly appeared. The exquisite small windmill is made of metal. The thin windmill poles are densely packed with countless runes flashing, and nine thin thin pieces. The long windmill leaves are shaped like swords, exuding faint light.
In the next instant, the little windmill spins rapidly.
The black mist-shrouded big hand slapped the small windmill directly, and the small windmill was spinning rapidly, and the big hand suddenly flew flesh and blood, and a large transparent hole was split by the small windmill leaves.
A stern and tragic howl came from the black fog, and an old man in black screamed: "This is... an immortal soldier... the third immortal soldier, you are a small captain of the Shenwu military..."
Wu Tie held the short and thin pole of the windmill in one hand, and tried his best to inject his own mana into it.
The windmill swelled to a height of one foot with a'huh', nine six-foot-long windmill blades whirled, and then countless palm-sized odd-shaped flying knives condensed out of thin air, turning into a silver tornado whistling. It spreads to the surroundings.
The Ren's guard who took the shot disappeared for the first time.
Millions of flying knives cut through his body in intensive rounds, and each blade cut at least dozens of times on him. It is conceivable what is left of him.
The black mist and green light emitted by the three old men in black were swept away by flying knives, and they were instantly shattered.
The three huddled in the air, each offering a black net to protect their bodies. Countless flying knives swiftly cut past, the black net vibrated violently, and every piece of flying knives pulled out a thin black smoke on the net.
The Wan-blade car was spinning rapidly, and the Million Flying Knife crazily cut the three old men in black with a terrible frequency.
The black snare they sacrificed in a hurry only lasted for one breath, and with the harsh tearing sound, the black snare exploded suddenly.
The dense flying knives swiftly passed over the bodies of the three of them, hearing the stern and miserable howls, the black-clothed old man with the weakest cultivation base disappeared in an instant like the Ren family guard just now.
A cloud of black smoke engulfed in a ghost-shaped spirit soaring into the sky. The black smoke escaped extremely fast, but it was still not as fast as a ten thousand-edged car with a million flying knives.
With just a flick of a finger, the black smoke and the soul in the black smoke were cut to pieces.
Two black-clothed old men with bruises and bruises exclaimed in unison: "The third child!"
They have a lot of fragmentary treasures on their bodies. After being chopped with a flying knife, they endured the severe pain. They each offered a thick round shield to protect their bodies, and then they turned into black smoke with difficulty. , Slowly and hard against the flying knives in the sky, fleeing a little bit to the distance.
The dozens of water lights behind them were also smashed by flying knives in the sky for the first time.
These Ren's masters are all the cultivation bases of the Mengchi Realm~IndoMTL.com~ I originally thought that with the three foreign aids from the Tire Hidden Realm, Wu Tie could be killed on the spot anyway.
They never dreamed that a master of the Forbidden Demon Temple branch from Zhongheng State, who did not do things according to common sense, gave a small eighth rank school lieutenant a three-refined fairy soldier inexplicably.
Flying knives roared down all over the sky, and the two old men in black clothes were tightly wrapped by countless flying knives. The bright light emitted by the round shield shook violently, constantly rippling ripples.
Wu Tie smiled and looked at the two men in black huddled under the round shields, and asked leisurely: "The two cultivation bases are powerful, and they are real cultivation bases in the Tire-Hidden realm, and they are both powerful techniques. Weird, wicked and evil... I don't know, what are the backgrounds of the two?"
When these two old men performed secret attacks, they put a lot of pressure on Wu Tie.
Their exercises are extraordinary, not the weak chicken exercises practiced by these private households in the Great Jin Kingdom. That’s why Wu Tie said that they are “real fetal storage realm cultivation bases”, those of the Ren family. The Tibetan realm can be regarded as a'castrated version' at best.
An old man in black raised his head and grinned at Wu Tie: "Boy...We are the Secret Guardian of the Great Wei Kingdom, hehe, you have offended us, you are dead, you are dead..."