Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 458: Wuman

Tie Chi, the former military minister of the East Palace of the Great Jin Kingdom and the leader of the 24th Guard of the East Palace, roared and took the lead.

The long legs of the two giant soldiers burst out with dazzling dark golden light, and flames spurted out of Tie Chi's two long legs in the faint sound of rotation. Then the dark golden flame swept through his body, and he suddenly became a fireman.

Tie Chi smashed Wu Tie with a fist to his face.

This punch was a bit weaker than the strength of the barbaric girl, Xuanlong. Obviously Tie Chi's strength was not as good as Xuanlong.

However, this punch was extremely fierce, and the punch went straight to the key of Wutie's Adam's apple, and the phalanx was raised like a phoenix eye, and there was a faint flash of metallic cold light on it. Tie Chi's fist clearly had a hidden treasure.

If you change to an ordinary person, if you get this punch, you will definitely be smashed into your Adam's apple, and if you don't die, you will fall to the ground with serious injuries.

Wu Tie laughed, Tie Chi's punch was still three feet away from his body, and his body suddenly disintegrated.

Strongs of black and white two-color spiritual wind rose on the ground, Wu Tie's body turned into wisps of breeze, rushing toward the outside of the hall as fast as lightning: "Old man, so old and so angry? See you half incomplete. Look like you, hurry up to cultivate your heart and nurture your nature, and take care of your grandchildren!"

This is the magical power of the thirty-six heavenly gang changes in the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

The body turns into the wind and walks away, invisible and silent, without any shadow and sound, with ordinary means, and can't touch half of Wu Tie's hair at all. Unless they have the same great supernatural powers, ordinary swords, spears, swords, halberds, and all kinds of magic weapons, they can't touch him at all, let alone hurt him.

Tie Chi slammed through the breeze that Wu Tie had transformed with a fist. With a heavy fist, he fisted a giant soldier who was staring behind Wu Tie far away.

"Boy, hateful." Tie Chi roared loudly.

"Hmm...this way..." The white pheasant stood in front of the throne, frowning.

"Sister, why can't you let him leave like this." Crested Ibis jumped and said angrily: "Are we letting him go, or did he run away like this? Really we have no one here?"

The white pheasant nodded slowly, and she said softly: "General Huo Xiong, the pheasant can't let you flee like this."

The breeze melted by Wu Tie has already rushed out of the main hall, rushed out of the square in front of the main hall, and crossed the golden bridge on the rainbow river that was thousands of meters wide, and was about to flee straight into the sky.

But as soon as the white pheasant uttered a word, the sky was suddenly full of aura, and the sky was full of glow, and the colorful divine light flickered, turning into a huge vortex surging rapidly above Wutie's head. An unbelievable huge force crushed down, and Wu Tie sank amidst the earth-shaking dragon roar, and suddenly reunited and formed uncontrollably.

In the colorful vortex, a magnificent palace with three floors and a radius of tens of thousands of acres, with a bronze color, colorful ancient monuments, and a palace full of colors, accompanied by a deep dragon's roar and thunder, slowly gushing out

The breath of this palace is so strong that it is suffocating. Only a corner of the palace was revealed in the colorful vortex. That breath directly broke Wu Tie's magical power of escape, forcing him to regain his body.

There was a loud noise from ‘Clang Clang’, and two huge bronze pillars with a diameter of tens of feet and a height of nearly a thousand feet slowly flew out of the palace. Below the two bronze pillars is a huge execution platform with traces of blood faintly visible on it.

In the sound of'clang', two bronze chains with the thickness of wrists spurted from the two bronze pillars, and a few'swishes' were wrapped around Wutie's body. Wu Tie only felt that his whole body sank, his body's blood, all mana, and even the fluctuations of the spirits were imprisoned.

This confinement force is thousands of times stronger than the previous Dunlong pile, like countless mountains crushed down, so that Wu Tie can’t breathe, and the bones all over his body rattle before his right arm. When he fisted with Xuanlong, the abruptly torn wound was torn open again, and a large amount of blood spilled out.

The blood of Witch Iron sprinkled on the bronze chain, and the bronze chain gave off a cold and faint bronze light, and the blood immediately evaporated, turning into a large mist of blood rising up.

The bronze execution platform with two brilliant bronze pillars fell heavily, and the chains swayed, Wu Tie was pulled up with a grunt, and then suspended between the two bronze pillars, his limbs stretched as hard as he could. , Drawn into a "big" shape and hung in the air hundreds of feet above the ground.

In mid-air, the palace with terrifying breath did not go away, and the terrible dragon roar that penetrated the soul suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The electric lights flickered on the execution platform, accompanied by the harsh thunder, a series of weapons of swords, guns, swords and halberds condensed by thunder light appeared one after another.

With a loud bang, an electric spear shot straight up from the execution platform and hit Wu Tie's body severely. The whole body of Wu Tie exploded with dazzling electric light, and the electric light snaking like a viscous syrup flowed on him, burning the coverings wrapped in his body clean.

This blow was extremely heavy, much heavier than Xylong's fist.

Wu Tie snorted, and countless small cracks opened on his skin, and a large amount of blood leaked out, and then he was quickly smelted into ashes by the plasma.

An electric light flashed high in the sky, and another large axe made of electric light smashed down, and smashed it firmly on top of Wu Tie's head. There was another explosion, and Wu Tie's long hair was shattered and burnt, turned into blue smoke, and his scalp was torn, revealing a smooth skull.

The electric light was raging, beating, Wu Tie's head was burned to blood and blood by the electric light, only the skull became brighter and brighter.

A trace of raging electric light was even directly absorbed by Wutie's skull, and then quickly turned into a huge heat flow that swept the whole body. The blood of the five elements in Wutie's heart released a huge energy, and Wutie's damaged skin quickly healed, and it was restored to its original state in an instant.

It's just that the dead skin and flesh that was scorched by thunder and lightning still hangs on the outer layer of the body, and Wu Tie's appearance looks as miserable as it is.

After that, a ghost-headed sword made of electric light fell from a high altitude, and smashed it firmly on Wutie's left shoulder. Naturally, the skin and flesh were burnt, and the unpleasant burnt smell spurted far away, and then a large piece of burnt black coke hung on the surface of the body, and Wu Tie looked more and more embarrassed.

After three blows, the attack on the bronze penalty stand stopped.

The white pheasant’s voice came from the main hall, as always deserted: “Here, it’s not like a sixth-rank marquis in your mere come here or leave as long as you want. No matter how mysterious your exercises are, how powerful your magical powers are, here, Please be respectful."

Wu Tie let out a heavy puff of black smoke.

He was imprisoned in mid-air, unable to move, he could only smile wryly: "The final general wants to be respectful, but no matter whether he is respectful or not, he will be screamed and killed... In that case, why are you respectful? "

The white pheasant was silent for a while, before faintly said: "Respectfully, at least suffer less, right?"

Wu Tie was silent.

This is too reasonable. He has no room for rebuttal.

Shut up, Wu Tie looked at the execution platform that had imprisoned him from the corner of his eye. The ancient breath, the heavy shape, and the indescribable charm of the vicissitudes of life, this is a treasure that is far stronger than that of the dragon pile.

That escape dragon pile, Wu Tie feels, is probably the same as the water and fire gourd he had before, it is an innate spiritual treasure bred from this world.

It's just that this kind of innate spirit treasure that was conceived, compared to the innate spirit treasure that was born with a trace of heaven and earth when the real world was opened, is undoubtedly weaker. I don't know how many levels.

The palace with a strong and terrifying aura, a corner from the vortex of colorful divine light, is it not a treasure of that level?

And this bronze torture platform and two bronze pillars should be just an accessory part of that terrible palace. Looking at the shape of this execution stand, it should be a special execution stand for detaining and even executing serious offenders.

Wu Tie struggled a bit sadly.

With his current power, there is no way to refute the imprisonment of the torture platform. The huge imprisoning force is like countless mountains rolling over from all directions, he is like a bug in amber, there is no room for rebuttal at all.

It's just that Wu Tie quickly communicated with the two yin and yang cylinders in the life pool that were carrying the carrier and were so happy.

The two gas cylinders of Yin and Yang flickered, and a hint of extremely contempt passed.

Not only that, but the Five Elements Divine Light, which has been integrated with Wu Tie, also spread a hint of ridicule and disdain.

Wu Tie was relieved immediately.

That terrible shrine, and even this bronze torture platform and bronze pillar, which are rare treasures, but they are not the opponents of the two gas cylinders of Yin and Yang and the light of the five elements... That's good, this very good.

With confidence in his heart, Wu Tie was silent for a while. He slowly and cautiously touched the bronze chain that imprisoned him with the five fingers of his right hand. The nails tapped the bronze chain lightly, and Wutie's five finger bones shook lightly.

Wu Tie felt the eager desire of his whole body bones.

If he could swallow the bronze torture platform and the two bronze pillars, his physical strength would definitely reach an incredible realm.

If you can swallow that powerful shrine...

Wu Tie swallowed.

I can’t wait to start.

Unfortunately, this shrine, this torture platform, and this sacred pillar are too powerful, and their power far exceeds the previous Nine Dragon Furnace. With Wu Tie's current strength, they still couldn't take them down.

I struck the bronze chain with my nails hard.

'Ding, Ding Ding'... Wu Tie's phalanx vibrated vigorously, and there was a trace of fire on the chain, but there was no trace left on the chain.

"Hey!" Wu Tie sighed.

"Where are you from?" With a'swish', a figure jumped on the bronze chain on the right side of Wu Tie, and sat on the chain with the thick arm, tilting her head and looking at Wu Tie.

Behind him came the sound of the main hall door being closed. Wu Tie looked back and saw that the main hall had been closed. The tired yellow dragon got into the door, and half of his tail was slowly retracting into the main hall.

"They want to discuss how to deal with you. I know the white pheasant and the crested ibis, but they are not theirs, so I will definitely not participate in their discussion." Xilong sat on the chain, only one foot away from Wutie She looked at Wu Tie curiously how far away she was, and kept looking up and down.

"You seem to..." Yanlong closed his mouth.

"Where are you from?" Wu Tie asked Yanlong back.

Xinlong's body has a blood aura that is the same as the blood of the Wu family, and it is very pure and primitive. Wu Tie even felt in Xiaolong's body that it is as natural as the old man in the witch prison, and incomparable to the world and all things. Appropriate charm.

In other words, 玱龙 is definitely not as strong as the old man in the witch prison, but in terms of realm, she is likely to reach a realm similar to that of the witch prison. And her physique, her bloodline, her essence and origin are also chasing the old monsters of the gods in the witch prison.

This is too scary.

Just like the white pheasant and the crested ibis, the strength of the twin sisters is also very terrifying, and the horror is a bit outrageous.

"I am the person here." Yanlong tilted his head and looked at Wu Tie. A pair of large black eyes were very clear and free of any impurities: "I am Xiaolong, a member of the Wuman tribe in Wanlongling. ......Well, my name, isn't it pretty bad?"

Wu Tie looked at the sullen Xuanlong and gave a dry smile.

"When you were born, your father happened to hunt a nymph?" Wu Tie thought for a while, remembering what the witch parents had said to him, the habits of some ancient witch tribes.

"Ha." Yanlong's face became extremely... melancholy.

She murmured: "Originally, this name was pretty good, Xuanlong, it is an extremely powerful kind of dragon beast in the Wanlongling underground caves. Daddy can hunt Xylosaurus, I can use Xylosaurus as the name , This is a very glorious thing."

"But later, I met the white pheasant and the crested ibis, and after studying with Old Master Su He for a few days, I found out...a girl with such a name, it is simply..." Xiaolong's face drooped. , Sighed heavily.

She suddenly clenched her fist. Her physique was terrifying. When she fisted with Wu Tie, the deformed and injured right fist had recovered, and there was no trace of injury at all. She waved her fist at Wu Tie, and said seriously: "However, I don't think you are a bad person."

Wu Tie was dumbfounded, staring at Xuanlong: "Is it a bad person, but I can't tell."

Yinglong raised his head and smiled: "Haha, but I have this skill. I have been able to see since I was a child, which beasts in the mountains are bad, which is good, which can be approached, and which should be beaten. I die and eat meat. The soul beast I chose is Xiaoya, and it also tells me that you are not a bad person."

Little girl?

The ant lion that is thousands of feet long?

Wu Tie laughed: "I'm not a bad person, so what about that fierce crested ibis?"

Xinlong's eyes widened: "Of course she is not a bad person. So, if you fight, I won't help anyone..."

Xinlong lowered his voice and approached Wu Tie nervously: "Especially, you have the blood of our Wuman clan. You are closer than the red girl. But I have known them since I was a child, I am also very close to them."

Sighed, 玱龙 shook his head: "Will you go to war? Do you want to kill each other?"

Xinlong looked at Wu Tie sadly: "Can't you guard your own territory like the wolves in the mountains, don't invade each other?"

Wu Tie was silent.

After a while, he asked Xiaolong: "By the way, how old are you all? So the prince was from six thousand years ago, how old are you... how old are you?"

Xinlong punched Wu Tie’s right eye with a fist: "Which eye do you see how old I am? I am just eighteen this year~ IndoMTL.com~ The white girl and the red girl are only older than me. One year old."

Wu Tie's face suddenly became a ball.

Is the white pheasant and the crested ibis only 19 years old?

So, how could they be the daughters of the deceased prince? This...

Far away, suddenly there was a low horn.

Yinglong jumped up abruptly. She frowned and looked far away. On the top of the mountain far away, a straight wolf smoke rose into the sky.

Xinlong stomped angrily: "Ah, those **** half-monsters are making trouble again... This time, they must break their backbone!"

With a sway of his body, the yawning dragon disappeared without a trace in an instant.

With Wu Tie's current eyesight, she can't actually see how she disappeared.

The gate of the main hall at the rear suddenly opened, and the white pheasant's voice came over: "Quickly find out how many of those monsters have come, and whether the Shaman Ministry needs our help."