Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 47: Dragon Eater Horn

　　 "Roar"!

　　 In the hearty roar, a stone giant about ten meters tall flew out of the waterfall.

　　 The stone giant is sleek, with a python leather skirt wrapped around his waist. The stone giant is hairless, and it looks like a granite carved in gray.

　　 He dragged a chain of the thickness of a water tank with both hands, drawn a beautiful arc, rushed out of the huge waterfall, and flew into the deep pool below the waterfall.

　　 half a quarter of an hour later, accompanied by a loud roar, the stone giant clutched the chain with both hands and strode up to the river bank.

　　 He stood firmly, dragging his hands vigorously. Streams of light on the gray muscles on his body lit up, and a group of bright gray lights on his chest zoomed rapidly, and there was a dull heartbeat coming from constantly.

　　 The ground around it was trembling slightly, and a powerful force field emerged from the ground, covering the entire stone giant.

　　The body of the stone giant gradually expanded and quickly increased to about 15 meters in height. He pulled the iron chain with both hands, and walked towards the stronghold of the fog knife step by step.

　　, the sound of ‘clang-clang’ crashing continuously came from behind the waterfall, and the sound even overwhelmed the sound of the waterfall’s huge flowing water.

　　 Not long afterward, the other three giant stone statues flew out of the waterfall panting with big hammers and big iron nails. They followed the iron chain in the hands of the first stone giant, and rushed down the chain as if walking flat on the ground.

　　 Only a mile away from the fog knife stronghold, the four stone giants joined forces to secure the chain to the ground.

　　 seven or eight meters long iron nails fixed the huge iron rings. Dozens of these huge iron nails were firmly nailed to the ground, pulling the chains straight and stiff.

　　 There was a dazzling light on the 　　 chain, wisps of light dancing, accompanied by a dull crash, a row of bizarre ‘vehicles’ rushed out of the waterfall along the thick chain.

　　 The so-called vehicle and ship, the lower part is closely linked to the chain, the strange shape of gears, and the upper part is a cabin similar to a sneaker.

　　 Each vehicle is seven or eight meters wide, twenty meters long, and seven or eight meters high. Cars and boats are tightly connected by large iron chains, and the long car and boat are nearly one thousand meters long.

　　 A large number of runes light up on each car and ship, and the stream of light is flying, and this long car and ship is like a big radiant centipede, rushing down along the chain ‘booming’.

　　The closer to the fog knife camp, the gears of the vehicles and ships sprayed out a large amount of fire, the speed of the vehicles and ships gradually slowed down, a large number of doors on the bulkheads on both sides opened, and a line of vigorous figures sprang out, all wearing A fog-knife killer with a black tights and a straight knife on his back.

A train ship like 　　 brought more than two thousand fog knife killers, thousands of other fighters, and tens of thousands of slaves.

　　On the top of the only remaining outpost on the city wall of 　　 Fog Knife stronghold, a figure emerged from the air.

　　Mist Knife General Palmer is wearing a cloak, his face is hidden in the shadow, and he looks at the messy camp below with his back and hands. The ruins were being cleaned up in the stronghold, and the fog knife killers who were treating the injured companions looked over, and then silently bowed to him on one knee.

　　 "What's going on?" Fog Knife's general palm made the cold and sharp voice resounding for dozens of miles. Across the wide river, the longevity education camp on the opposite bank also heard his cold voice.

　　 A killer captain jumped a few times, brought a stray shadow to the bottom of the city wall, and explained the causes and consequences of a flood dragon and a few large pythons.

　　 He emphasized that if it weren't for Wu Tie and Lao Tie that attracted the attention of the dragon, or even wounded the dragon with unknown means, he was afraid that all the creatures in the entire fog knife stronghold would have been swallowed by the dragon.

　　 "A...Flood dragon?" The voice of the Master Wudao's palm was a little bit of joy: "Good baby, good fortune, I didn't think I had such good luck when I first came!"

　　 "Assemble everyone's hands, I will also try what it's like to slay a dragon."

　　 "Although it is just a flood dragon, it is also a dragon."

　　 "Dragon...Even a scale is a treasure."

　　 After listening to the command of the Chief Commander of the'Mist Knife', there were originally here, the newly arrived Mist Knife killer, and the servant soldiers moved quickly.

　　 They quickly reorganized the team, assembled a large number of long-range attack weapons they brought, and quenched all the arrows with secret venom, and prepared to follow the command of the ‘fog knife’ to carry out the ‘dragon slaying’ plan.

　　……

　　 There is darkness before my eyes.

　　 In the boundless darkness, someone faintly recites the scroll.

　　 The man’s voice was gentle, but full of a sense of uprightness, uprightness, and unyielding strength.

　　 This voice has an extremely wonderful power. Wu Tie felt that his soul seemed to be immersed in the warm water. It was very comfortable and useful. He could clearly perceive that his soul was getting stronger.

　　The power of soul determines the strength of the talented supernatural powers. It is logical that Wu Tie's talented supernatural powers ‘Control the Universe’ will naturally become stronger.

　　 Although I don't know what happened, in this darkness, listening to the gentle recitation of the man, Wu Tie understood what kind of magical powers "Haoran Righteousness" is.

　　 Heaven and earth, there is righteousness.

　　Miss the world, know everything, strong and strong, Zhengda magnificent.

　　 Hao Ran is righteous, he can be used to attack supernatural powers, specifically to restrain all evil forces.

　　 But his greatest use is to temper the soul, enhance the essence of the soul, go straight to the heart of the heavens and the earth, and reach the ultimate holy realm.

　　 Wu Tie was anxious, and in order to deal with the dragon, he shot out the awe-inspiring vitality that had just been basic in his body... It was like using a beautiful jade to beat a wild dog, completely misleading it.

　　 a desperate blow, all the power in the body was exhausted.

　　 Only a little bit of soul power remained, most of the blood in the body burned, and the inside of the body was empty, like a piece of dried old bacon.

　　 But it does not break or stand. After the soul power is exhausted, the new soul power is refined and condensed several times than the original soul power under the tempering of the aura of righteousness. The new soul power has a stronger power.

　　 Most of the blood burned, and the remaining blood was glowing with a faint golden light, condensed and heavy, and contained more power and vitality than the original blood.

　　 There is a familiar heat flow flowing through the body.

　　 There was a constant flow of liquid from the mouth, and then it burst out gently in the abdomen.

　　Someone is constantly pouring witch iron with basic potions.

　　 The Wu Tie whose body was almost squeezed out was gasping for satisfaction, and energy was constantly being replenished, and the bone marrow that had also undergone subtle changes continued to create new blood to supplement the loss, and the lost power was constantly regaining a little bit.

　　 In the darkness, the gentle voice gradually became louder.

　　 Then more voices sounded in the darkness, and they echoed that voice, and they were also reciting the scriptures that Wu Tie couldn't hear or understand.

　　 can’t hear clearly or understand...

　　 But Wu Tie shed tears inexplicably.

　　 This is a touch from the blood, a touch that travels through time and space, and through the years, as long as the blood is still passing on, it will not be cut off.

　　The salary is handed down, endlessly.

　　 Whether it’s the gentle voice, or the mixed voices of men, women, old and young, every voice made Wu Tie feel incomparably affectionate.

　　 In the darkness, the golden light on Wu Tie’s eyebrows gradually recovered. The golden light the size of a thumb has now become the size of a goose egg, and the golden light is much thicker than before, and a hint of blood is looming in the golden light.

　　 The darkness fell apart, and Wu Tie opened his eyes.

　　 There is a bright light in front of me. The white and miserable ceiling emits a bright light, and the ceiling, walls, and floor are all slender and dusty.

　　 Wu Tie lay on all sides in the center of the metal hall, beside him was the machine that made the foundation potion. There were more than two hundred empty bottles of foundation potion piled up in a mess around him, and several Yuanneng puppets were busy running out with the bottles in their mouths.

　　 Da Tie is a bit clean, he can't see any **** in the ancient **** barracks.

　　 Lao Tie stood in front of Wu Tie. There was no expression on the white and miserable skull's face. There was blood in his eyes, staring straight at Wu Tie.

　　 Logically, Wu Tie couldn't see any expression on Lao Tie's face.

　　 But his twinkling eyes were full of strong emotions.

　　 Wu Tie was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped up, grabbed the tight-fitting armor around him that shrank into a spherical shape, and shot a piece of Yuan Gang in it. The white metal sap flowed all over his body, quickly turning into armor and covering his body.

　　 "Why look at me like this?" Wu Tie asked Lao Tie a little ignorantly.

　　 Old Tie's eyes flickered for a while, then he shook his head, ‘Wow’ yelled three times, and then laughed.

　　 grinned with a grin, the white and miserable skull face smiled like this, but it didn't look a bit ferocious, Wu Tie could feel the joy and happiness of Lao Tie.

　　 "It's nothing, it's just...inexplicably in a good mood...Although, I have no heart..." Old Tie tilted his head and looked up and down Wu Tie for a while: "Is Haoran righteous? Is it Haoran righteous?"

　　 Before Wu Tie could answer, Lao Tie murmured: "It seems that one of your ancestors, there is a scholar...or, he was born in a scholar's family..."

　　 "Hao Ran is righteous, that's okay." Old Tie smiled with a ‘Ka Ka’: "At least, you don’t have to be afraid of ghosts in the future..."

　　 "Ghost?" Wu Tie stared at Old Tie with wide eyes: "Master Grey has told the story of'Ghost', but...I haven't seen it. Is there really a ghost in the world?"

　　 Old Tie shook his head, and he laughed: "It's okay if I haven't seen it...Who would like to comment on those ghosts?"

　　 More than a dozen metal spiders came slowly carrying two sharp horns more than three meters long, and threw the sharp horns at Wutie’s feet with two ‘dong dong’.

　　 These are the two horns on the dragon's head.

　　 The black lacquered sharp-pointed pen is straight, with a circle of fine spiral patterns on it, and the tip is extremely sharp, revealing a touch of coldness.

　　 "It's miserable, you kid, it's really ruthless to start... and it's a coincidence."

　　 Old Tie grinned and smiled happily.

　　"Just like this punch, it just smashed the skull under its two horns, and it happened that two horns fell off."

　　 "A dragon, at least 30% of its essence is on a pair of horns... It must hate you to death."

　　 Wu Tie also smiled triumphantly, although he didn't know what was going on with the powerful punch he blasted out, and didn't know the ins and outs of this magical power, but he was very satisfied with the power of the punch. .

　　 Although after a punch, I emptied my whole body and felt very uncomfortable.

　　 "But, this big guy can't hold my punch." Wu Tie reached out to grab the dragon's horns under his feet, and smiled at Old Tie: "Or, think of a way, let's give that big guy... Solved?"

　　 Wu Tie looked at the big potion manufacturing equipment nearby.

　　 With his hands without gloves, he grasped the sharp horns that were more than three meters long.

　　 The first phalanx of his left index finger vibrated violently, and the flesh that had just spawned burst into a cloud of blood. This phalanx was like a sharp knife cutting tofu, suddenly pierced into the black, firm and sharp. In the dragon's horns.

With a ‘pop’, the violently shaking finger bones shook the entire dragon's horns.

　　 is more than three meters long, the thickest root has a bucket-thick dragon's horn burst into pieces, a large piece of ashes floats, only a little black light is like countless fireflies flying around Wutie’s left hand, several His breath was swallowed cleanly by this phalanx.

　　 Wu Tie's eyes stared fiercely, tears flowed violently, and he cried hysterically.

　　 The first phalanx of his left index finger was burning, as if a small sun had been swallowed in, and the whole phalanx was burning. A bizarre, terrifying torrent of energy is boiling and fusing in the entire phalanx. It is visible to the naked eye that a torrent of black continues to flow from the first phalanx to the second phalanx, to the third phalanx, and then to the corresponding metacarpal bone below. .

　　 There are even more thin strands of black flame flying out from the first phalanx, into the adjacent thumb and middle finger.

　　 The flesh on the left thumb and **** of Wutie's left hand was burnt to a pulp. The two phalanges of his thumb and the three phalanges of the **** were slowly changing color.

　　 After all the black essence of the dragon's horns was inhaled by the first phalanx, Wu Tie's entire left palm was burning~IndoMTL.com~ He hissed in pain and kept rolling on the ground.

　　 His eyes turned black with pain, and his whole person was almost losing his mind in pain, and he suddenly blasted forward with a fist indiscriminately.

　　 There was a muffled sound, and the largest Yuanneng puppet ran across in front of him with an empty bottle, and was hit by a punch.

　　 A half-inch deep fist mark clearly appeared on the big belly of the metal spider.

　　The clear fist mark is like a master craftsman's craftsmanship, and every detail on the finger bones is so clearly visible.

　　 Lao Tie and Da Tie gasped at the same time, and Da Tie swiftly rotated three times on the spot, yelling at Lao Tie's hurried ‘chuck chuck’.

　　The blood in the old iron eyes almost condensed into substance.

　　 He murmured a few words to himself without knowing what, and then nodded fiercely: "A dragon horn is like this... Then, what if it is the bones of a whole dragon?"

　　 "Also, Grandpa, I remember that that day... this kid's fingers seemed to shatter the guy's straight knife, and also swallowed the metal essence in that straight knife."

　　"Kill that dragon..."

　　 Lao Tie slapped Da Tie’s huge head with a paw: "In addition, are there too many mines here? Let these yuanneng puppets, speed up mining!"

　　 "You fellow, as the barracks of the ancient gods...you should also use something."

　　 Wutie’s left palm was burnt to the ground, and he fainted in pain.

　　 Lao Tie grabbed him with a paw and dragged him to the metal hall where Yang Jian was.

　　 As he walked, he muttered.

　　 "This is a good thing and a bad thing... It's not that he will fly all over his body when he fights in the future, right? That's really...beautiful..."