Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 45: Juvenile spirit
The dragon is raging.
Anaconda is roaring.
Inside the fog knife stronghold, the fog knife killers turned around without saying a word, and they quickly evacuated the stronghold.
They are killers, assassins, and life harvesters walking in the dark. They are not brave and fearless warriors. When encountering a strong enemy, encountering a strong enemy that is impossible to resist, the choice of the fog knife killers is naturally to retreat.
Lost the pressure of the fog knife killer, the family warriors in the stronghold were in a mess.
They gathered together in a random manner based on their original family, yelling at a loss.
Many brave bull warriors waved large axes and maces, and roared at the flood dragon. Every time the dragon breathes unhurriedly, it kills and wounds a large group of cattle warriors, and then swallows them in a very efficient but seemingly ‘elegant’ way.
Whether it is flesh, armor, or weapons.
take it easy, swallow it in one bite.
The resistance of the family warriors soon collapsed. Everywhere there were elite warriors fleeing, crying gray dwarves and rock gnomes everywhere.
Wu Tie has already walked some distance down the river under the urging of Lao Tie.
But after condensing Yuangang and tempering the body with Yuangang moments, Wutie's five sense functions are strengthened daily. Now he has a clear ear and he can clearly hear the cry from the fog knife stronghold.
The cow tribe’s voice is dull and powerful, and the wolf tribe’s roar is loud and penetrating. The gray dwarf voices are just like the hammers they like to use, sonorous and powerful, with a taste of hard rock.
As for the weakest rock gnomes, their voices are subtle and clear, even when they are screaming in panic, their voices are as sweet as the music of a piccolo.
Especially among the rock gnomes, the children who have not yet grown up, their voices are slender and immature, as if a large group of people blew the whistle made of small bone pieces at the same time, easily spreading far away with the river breeze. , Far away.
The little kids of rock dwarfs.
The size of the rock dwarf is about 1.2 meters tall at most, and the children in their ethnic group are even more immature and weak. Light gray skin, thin arms and legs, soft hair close to the scalp, and big eyes that are a circle larger than ordinary people are always full of curiosity about the whole world, full of impurity-free innocence.
Wu Tie treated these little guys as pets when he was in Wujia Shibao.
They are just like the limestone lizards that have just hatched from the eggs, cute and cute.
When he was in the Wujia Shibao, Wutie often gave his food to these little guys, even if he was hungry.
So Wutie’s biggest dream at that time was that one day Wujia Stone Fort would be able to get enough and a steady stream of water. This way they can grow more white mushrooms or other mushrooms so that these little guys won't be hungry.
Those immature and slender, always with a quiet smile around Wu Tie, listening to him retell the stories he heard from Master Hui, and looking at Wu Tie with admiring eyes.
Once Wutie has something to do, the little guys who are always scrambling to help Wutie tidy up.
The little ones who followed their parents in the fields, wiped the scales and teeth for the big rock python, cleaned the mouth of the limestone lizard, and wiped the entire Wujia stone fort.
They are like a group of innocent and cute little elves, scurrying around the Wujia Stone Fort, filling the Wujia Stone Fort with vitality.
"I don't know how they are..." Wu Tie thought of the little guys who had the best relationship with him.
As a slave, the limestone gnomes have no names.
But those little guys, Wu Tie gave them names, which were the beautiful words Wu Tie had learned for them.
Wu Tie stopped abruptly, turned and looked at the stronghold of the fog knife.
A few commanders, they brought many slaves.
In order to sustainably open up this secret realm, many slaves were brought in by their families.
There are old people, young people, and children. Especially the huge number of limestone dwarfs, their reproduction cycle is very short, they have given birth to many babies in these few months.
Limestone dwarf children, as long as two or three months, can run around on the ground.
The dragon was on the wall of the Fog Knife Stronghold, and a muffled noise came from a distance, and a large section of the wall shattered.
Many warriors who stood on the fence and fired their crossbows in vain were shaken off. They screamed and fell heavily to the ground along with the broken soil and rocks.
Jiaolong took a few big guys into the stronghold in a leisurely manner.
Numerous immature voices screamed, Wu Tie stood on the hill, and could even see the little figures staggering and running in the fog knife stronghold in the distance.
Behind those little figures, a gray figure not much taller than them rushed up towards the dragon and anaconda. Without weapons, these little figures rushed up with mining shovels.
A small mine spade, specially made for limestone gnomes, weighing no more than two catties, smashed on the scales of dragons and anacondas...
The water dragon and the anaconda dismissed such an attack. They turned over at random, and hundreds of tiny figures were crushed to death.
The dragon raised its head, and it chased after the immature and petite figures running ahead.
Wu Tie looked at the movements of the dragon with a gloomy expression.
He seemed to have heard it. In the Wujia Shibao, when the little guys took the mushrooms that he secretly handed them, they whispered ‘thank you’ to him.
He seems to have seen it again, those sensible little guys who are hungry but have to leave a little bit of mushrooms to their younger brothers and sisters.
Wu Tie thought of his father and his elder brother.
He remembered the Wujin who stood in front of him...
The wounds on Wujin’s back show bones...
For his useless brother, Wu Jin knelt on the ground...
"I have already escaped once." Wu Jin inexplicably remembered a very imposing sentence that Master Grey had once said.
‘Thousands of people will be on my way’!
‘Thousands of people will be on my way’! !
‘Thousands of people will be on my way’! ! !
"Although there are thousands of people... I am going..." Wu Tie yelled, "Although I still don't quite understand the meaning of this... But I can understand why Master Grey always likes to talk about it. "Apricot Flower"!"
"I have read a lot of these words... really energetic!"
Wu Tie laughed, straightened his waist, grabbed the spear, wrapped his body in an invisible force field, surrounded by strong winds, he leaped into the air hundreds of meters high, with the whistling wind toward the fog knife stronghold Rushed in the direction.
blood, burn again.
The blood is boiling.
In the heart of the eyebrows, a cloud of golden light revolves and expands rapidly.
In the surrounding air, there are shining elements that can dissociate, turning into strands of shining streams and continuously injecting into Wu Tie's body.
Wu Tie swallowed the surrounding energy with big mouths, the Yuan Gang in his lower abdomen gushing out, flowing quickly in his body. Yuan Neng was injected into Yuan Gang, Yuan Gang increased slightly, and the whole body was painful wherever he went, Yuan Gang was like a giant hammer of the gods, it was a little bit of tempering and beating Wu Tie's body.
Wu Tie's blood really boiled.
In the heart of his eyebrows, the golden light vibrated violently, and Wu Tie roared hoarsely, "Thousands of people are coming," he did not understand the words, toward the stronghold of the fog knife, toward that A terrible dragon rushed away.
The blood is boiling.
In the bloodline, some extremely subtle, strange energy hidden in the deepest part of the bloodline of Wu Tie was aroused.
Wu Tie Yuan Gang’s speed suddenly increased ten times, and her body pain increased a hundred times. A trace of blood constantly oozes out of her pores. A small elemental energy vortex appeared on top of Wu Tie’s head, with arms after another. The thick and thin elemental energy is continuously injected into the vortex, and continuously injected into his body from his heavenly spirit cover.
Yuan Gang is increasing rapidly, Yuan Gang is rapidly increasing.
The golden light in the heart of the eyebrows turned into strands of extremely fine golden light and rolled down, like a waterfall in the sky, constantly washing Wu Tie’s body, washing his muscles, bones, internal organs...especially his blood. .
A mass of indescribable, vast, strong and strong, the mighty and majestic aura faintly condenses in Wutie's body.
In the next instant, this group of aura burst out suddenly, Wu Tie’s forward flight speed soared several times, behind him, wisps of faint gray aura gradually condensed into a fuzzy human figure with a stiff spine and a tall robe. .
Old Tie saw Wu Tie rushing out recklessly. He opened his mouth wide in fright, and was about to spray an electric current to stop Wu Tie's impulse.
The dragon is not something the old iron and witch iron can deal with.
If it hadn't made that earth-shattering blow a few days ago, Lao Tie still had some confidence to severely damage the dragon.
But now...Old Tie is powerless...
The electric current is surging on the big teeth, and when the old iron is about to spray the electric current, the hazy, misty figure quietly emerges.
Old Tie opened his mouth wide, staring at the dim figure blankly.
"Thousands of people are coming..." Old Tie's body trembled slightly, and the blood in his eyes suddenly brightened, illuminating a range of hundreds of meters around: "This kid...this is a running dog- Shit-luck...or, is he really a genius of the world?"
Lao Tie slowly closed his mouth, his metal skull can't change his expression, but his tone of voice is enough to express his mood at the moment.
"It's a terrible bloodline, a terrible race... As expected, the descendants of the monsters who created my grandfather..."
"The inheritance of the sparks is endless...As long as the blood is still...then..."
"Grass-him-mother, **** it!"
Old Tie suddenly roared like a mad dog, and then he made a loud and loud noise like thunder: "Fight...fight...fight...life is endless, fighting...grandfather, I am born The meaning of it is to fight!"
"Escape? Surround Wei and save Zhao?" Old Iron roared hysterically, "This is not what I should think...Which bastard, I have something else in my mind, grandpa? Grandpa, I'm a pure warrior... ah Bah, Bian Que... Ah, the ancient medical soldier..."
The blood spurting out of his eyes condensed into substance, and the rocks he was looking at melted into magma.
Lao Tie chased Wu Tie frantically. He ran wildly while roaring: "Damn Yang Jian...I just violated the discipline of the battlefield... I was a combat genius like this, and you were demoted to a medical soldier! "
"Roar"!
"Roar"!
Lao Tie yelled heartily: "Fuck him-niang-’s battlefield discipline, go-to-niang-’s military order... the highest commander of this theater, Yang Jian, died, the highest commander of the Brothers Theater, Niu Hero, died... Lao Tzu I have not received any new military orders...I follow the founder...the highest order to fight as he pleases..."
"The White Tiger Army...the death camp...they will be...angry Shura...join the battle!"
Old Tie’s eyes are filled with blood.
A layer of invisible shackles seemed to disintegrate in his huge white skull head, and the cracking sound was clear and audible.
Old Iron’s pale white, smooth and unmarked skull, traces of very thin blood lines quietly emerged, forming a totem pattern that changes at any time on his skull. The old iron, who was already quite hideous, became more and more vicious at this moment.
The surface of Old Iron’s skull was squirming rapidly, and several sharp pointed horns grew from the surface of his skull. These blood-colored pointed horns were fierce and fierce, and countless fragments of ignition light bounced on the sharp corners. The elemental energy turned into a sparkling water that was visible to the naked eye, and was constantly swallowed by these sharp horns.
'Papa' several times, a large amount of electric sparks spurted from the neck of Old Iron, and his movements suddenly became a little unbalanced.
In his head, a large amount of terrible energy violently impacted, but his body is not his body after all. Under the violent energy impact, Lao Tie's four legs staggered, and suddenly fell to the ground, smashing a huge stalagmite to pieces.
"Roar"!
"Fight!" The old iron roared hoarsely, and a large electric light spurted from his neck~IndoMTL.com~ He bounced up suddenly, turning into a **** flame and galloping forward.
A group of immature limestone dwarf children are crying and running away.
Their parents have become a mess, or they have been swallowed by the dragons and the anacondas.
Their calves, which are less than a foot long, moved hard and fled in the messy stronghold. Their big eyes were full of tears, and unprecedented fear filled their minds and bodies, causing their voices to change their tone.
They... are useless.
A huge anaconda chased up, opened its mouth comfortably, and swallowed it at the group of small limestone dwarf babies.
"I'm afraid too...but...I'm coming!" Wu Tie roared, and fell from a high altitude, holding the spear in both hands, and piercing the head of the anaconda with a fierce shot.
An inexplicable force that Wu Tie could not control at all burst out of the spear.
is vast and mighty, strong and strong, filling the whole world, full of infinite righteousness.
The huge body of the anaconda exploded suddenly, exploding into flesh and blood.
The ground trembled abruptly, Wu Tie's body slammed on the ground, and the spear hit the ground, exploding a large crater more than ten meters in diameter.
Zhou Sheng's invisible force field surged, and Wu Tie slowly floated out of the big hole.
He was holding a spear, gritted his teeth and looked at the Jiaolong who looked over here hundreds of meters away.
"I'm afraid of you...but I'm here anyway!"
"There are always things that must be done...There are always people who must be protected..."
"I'm so stupid... but I'm here anyway!"
Wu Tie hooked his finger to Jiaolong, and laughed with a trembling sound: "Grandson, come to Grandpa, Grandpa, I will be happy with you..."