Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 485: Gong change
The thirty-six four-spirit warships are blazing to the sky, forming a large array to resist the black streamer falling from the sky.
In the black rays of light falling like meteors, the swords, guns, swords and halberds condensed by the power of the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron shook loudly. Every time it fell, the Four Spirits battleship shook violently, shaking the East Palace on the battleship. Hemorrhage at the corners of the mouth.
In the sky above the palace, Ten Thousand Dragon Palace has revealed a small half of its body.
The bronze divine light and the Four Spirits battleships are connected together. There are four dragon-slashing platforms, eight bronze pillars, four pairs of bronze bronze watches, and the eight bronze dragons entwined on the bronze watches burst into a tsunami-like dazzling flame, and the sky is full of flames. The black streamer stubbornly stubbornly.
On the ground, Ten Thousand Dragon Palace Spirit, that tired yellow dragon is like a straightedge, sticking straight in the air.
His two front paws are extremely agile, as quickly as a human hand, they outline complex runes, and he constantly chants magnificent ancient mantras, trying his best to squeeze all that he can explode at this moment. Strength resisted Wu Kuang's fierce attack with difficulty.
Already, it's the ultimate.
The old prince of Da Jin left a bloodline restriction in Wanlong Palace. Unless it is a person whose cultivation base far exceeds him, unless it is a descendant of his direct bloodline, no one can let Wanlong Palace recognize the lord.
This bloodline prohibition even imprisoned Wanlong Palace...Unless there is a new owner, Wanlong Palace can exert less than ten powers.
All means are for the safety of the twin sisters he left behind.
But at this moment, Huanglong Gongling wanted to greet his old master very much.
Greeting to him in the most vulgar and most popular words he knows.
"King dragon!" Huang Long wailed without tears, and stared at Dahei Tianding fiercely: "If it weren't for Grandpa Long, I'm Longshou Shoal... Grandpa must have torn your old man. Black face!"
Hanging high in the void, the tens of thousands of meters in size, on the large black Tianding tripod's tripod, a hard-lined, icy and hideous face quietly revealed, staring at Huanglong also viciously: "The enemies back then, one after another, Piece by piece, reported together today!"
Same as a Zhen Guo artifact, Dahei Tianding is still slightly worse than Wanlong Palace. Dajin and Dawu have not known how many **** battles have erupted between each other, and there have been many times when the two gods and emperors have also personally ended.
The Wanlong Palace and Dahei Tianding are also old enemies for years.
At this moment, Ten Thousand Dragon Palace has no master, more than 90% of the magic can not be displayed, but the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron is under the strong control of Wu Kuang, and all of its power can be used by 60 to 70%. Had it not been for thirty-six four-spirited warships circling around, Dahei Tianding would have already invaded the palace.
"Old man, I will pull out your dragon scales a little bit." Da Hei Tianding's hard, cold grinning laugh turned into a billowing thunder that shook the palace violently, countless in the bamboo forest. The pandas running around rolled to the ground, some of the juvenile pandas were shocked to vomit blood, and some of the pandas with considerable cultivation were so anxious that they raised up to the sky and screamed, frantically waving the copper stick in their hands.
In the palace, Su He and Tie Chi stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
In the main hall, nearly a hundred old officials of the Donggong Palace were divided into three distinct groups, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
A group of people support the White Ibis, a group of people support the Crested Ibis, and a group of people are absolutely neutral. They are loyal to the East Palace. No matter which Highness is in charge of the Wanlong Palace, they have no objection.
The white pheasant sits quietly on the throne in the middle, and the crested pheasant stands aside anxiously, stomping and punching from time to time.
The crested ibis is still a bit unclear about what exactly Su He and Tie Chi are fighting over.
The white pheasant has already had a final calculation.
Su He and Tie Chi are vying for the right to speak in the East Palace, and even the future behavior of the East Palace will be finalized because of this matter.
The style of the white pheasant is calm, graceful, and eager to move.
The style of the crested ibis is aggressive, violent, and aggressive.
Su He supports the white pheasant.
Tie Chi supports the crested ibis.
Whoever gets the right to speak in the East Palace will dominate the future course of action of the entire East Palace...There are huge benefits in it.
The white pheasant does not doubt the loyalty of the two elders to the East Palace.
But she knew better that in addition to their loyalty to the East Palace, the two had even greater demands.
The crested ibis was still looking at the two elders anxiously, watching the Donggong who had suddenly become unfamiliar. She still couldn't figure out why everyone was the same family, and they had been so friendly for so many years. Are they facing each other at a critical juncture?
The crested ibis is very annoyed. She wants to find someone to beat her up and vent her anger and anxiety.
She frowned and looked at the henryong standing aside, holding the wine jar and filling the wine casually. The crested ibis made his eyes slightly red with anger, and clenched his fists, as if rushing up and beating this pretty girl.
The white pheasant sat quietly on the throne, with her hands on the armrests, but her ten fingers tapped the armrests lightly and in a patchy manner.
If there are people who are proficient in melody here, you can see that the white pheasant strikes is the famous song "Battle Typhoon" from Tai Koo. The impassioned, brave and brave temperament quietly spread, and the more and more the white pheasant is like an iron-boned orchid, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, stunning and peerless.
Wu Tie wore a set of Zhoutian Xingchen Armor that hadn't been taken back from the East Palace, and turned into a stream of light to rush towards the palace.
Along the way, Wu Tie saw the Dawu fleet retreating to the south.
Standing high in the sky and presiding over the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron, Wu Kuang, who was attacking the palace, also saw the withdrawn fleet.
But Wu Kuang ignored this.
Wu Duyao is dead, what does this have to do with him? Not his Wu Kuang's son.
In Wu Kuang’s heart, he hoped that Wu Ba’s sons would die more, and it would be best if Wu Ba’s sons were all dead. Hey, without a direct heir, he could go to the old monsters of the royal family and say Said it.
Even the defeat of the Great Armed Forces, what does this have to do with his martial madness?
He was not the one who destroyed the Jin army, he just received the secret information of Wu Duzun, and came to deal with the old prince of Da Jin in the East Palace, for his private benefit. So, if you are defeated, you should be defeated. What is embarrassing is that Wu Ba and Wu Ba's son have a half-rooted relationship with his Wu Kuang?
So letting a fleet of large and small fleets slip past him quietly, Wu Kuang didn't say a word, just attacking the palace frantically.
Wu Tie suddenly appeared in the air, looking at Wu Kuang from a distance.
The hard and cold face on the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron suddenly opened his eyes, two black lights spurted from his eyes, randomly sweeping Wutie, and then converged back disapprovingly.
The cultivation base of the mere life pool realm is unlikely to pose a threat to him or to his master.
Behind Wu Tie, a white cloud suddenly appeared, and then a figure wearing a tight dark-light leather armor with no trace of flesh on the whole body walked out of the white cloud.
"Master Huo Xiong, Lord Yuzhou?" A tall man quietly walked behind Wu Tie: "Have you received your majesty's secret decree?"
Wu Tie looked at these people carefully.
These people have no official title, no rank, or even an official name. In name, they belong to the Dajin Royal Enshrinement Institute, but in fact they are thugs and eagle dogs personally raised by the Dajin Emperor, and they specialize in dealing with some imperial secrets.
Because there are no official titles, no ranks, no serious official yamen management, but only the lackeys of the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, the power of these people is almost unlimited! Their style of acting is also unscrupulous and has no bottom line at all.
The occurrence of the Yudang in the Eastern Palace was passed back to Anyang. Before the Dajin Chaotang had time to respond to it most appropriately, these doglegs of Sima Xian had already exhausted all means before Wu Tie beheaded Wu Duyao. Hurry up here.
In the past few days, they have been monitoring the movement of the East Palace nearby and monitoring the movement of Wu Kuang.
Wu Tie didn't know how many of these people were, and didn't know what kind of masters there were among them. Anyway, he knew that these people were extremely difficult, and he couldn't provoke them now, and he didn't want to provoke them.
"I was captured alive by the second Royal Highness of the East Palace called the Crested Ibis, and was forced to fight for them." Wu Tie pointed to Zhou Tianxingchen A on his body: "Your Majesty Shengming, I can't hide anything from your Majesty. Secret decree, I received...but in the end, I can’t guarantee it."
The tall figure laughed lowly: "Just let Duke Yuzhou do things, success, it will naturally be a great achievement, and it will not succeed... Then only we will do it. Your Majesty, still worrying about the brotherhood of the year, I don’t want to hit two orphans...hehe!"
Wu Tie nodded to the other party, bowed his hand, and then flew towards the palace in the form of a breeze.
Wu Kuang noticed Wu Tie's movements, how could he let outsiders into the palace?
The entire East Palace has been regarded by him as his trophy, whether it is the plants and trees inside, or the people inside, they are all his trophy. Outsiders wanting to enter, even if they just take a piece of sand from the East Palace, it is his loss.
"Get out!" Wu Kuang roared, and a black gas blasted out from the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron, turning into a black heavy fist with a radius of one hundred feet and hitting Wu Tie.
The man who had just talked to Wu Tie mumbled in a low voice: "Be prepared...If Lord Yuzhou fails to convince Donggong to belong, we will die, and we will not let Donggong treasure fall into the hands of Dawu."
I don’t know who sneered softly on the side: "This Lord Yuzhou, I’m afraid it’s useless."
The man smiled softly and said: "What if? The treasures of the East Palace are too important. That is the foundation of my great Jin... Even if it is a fluke, doing it is better than not doing it well."
In the high sky, white clouds like fish scales appeared quietly, and people flickered in the white clouds. No one knew how many doglegs Sima Xian dispatched urgently.
When several people talked softly, the black heavy fist had already arrived in front of Wu Tie.
With a ‘bang’, a heavy fist fell, and the breeze that Wu Tie had melted was blown to pieces, and a human shadow exploded into ten thousand ray of light.
Wu Kuang was stunned, and then ‘hahaha’ laughed loudly: "You got promoted, are there no one anymore?"
Several Sima Xian imperial dogs stayed on the spot together, looking at the light burst from Wu Tie's figure at a loss. Dajin Yuzhou Gong, who had not been freshly released for two hours, was beaten to pieces in front of them?
This, this, this is ridiculous, right?
In the next instant, a breeze swirled outside the north gate of the palace, and Wu Tie showed his figure from it.
He raised his head, looked at Wu Kuang who was laughing wildly in the sky, and lightly cursed "Silly Bird"!
Wu Kuang's laughter stopped abruptly.
Several dumbfounded men became more dumbfounded. After a long time, when Huanglong Palace Spirit had controlled the palace’s defensive formation to open the north gate, Wu Tie had Shi Shiran walked into the palace, and the leading man sighed. Tone: "Nine-turn Profound Art...It's worthy of an ancient taboo method...Do you see how Lord Yuzhou got away?"
The group didn't say a word.
As the Queen’s dog-legs who specialize in solving various private problems for Sima Xian, they are the'sacrifices' under the Dajin Royal Enshrinement Institute, who are proficient in all kinds of escape techniques, and master all kinds of magical escape methods. .
Rao is so, they just didn't see how Wu Tie split up a clone and played Wu Kuang!
Wu Kuang, that is the Great Dark King of Wu Kuang, a great figure who is in charge of an artifact of the kingdom with one person under ten thousand.
Wu Tie not only played martial arts, but also people like them, even Dahei Tianding.
The whole body of the Great Black Heavenly Cauldron emits a dazzling black light, and the sky full of black light completely conceals the sun in the sky. The human face on Cauldron was gone, only a high-pitched thunderous sound came from inside Cauldron, and the attack frequency of the black streamer in the air skyrocketed more than three times out of thin air.
Thirty-six Four Spirits battleships were shaken, and many of the East Palace on the battleship vomited blood, but they were firmly supported.
Huanglong Gong Ling lowered his head and glanced at Wu Tie who was walking in the palace: "Boy, you escaped so easily, what do you do when you come back?"
Wu Tie raised his head and looked at Huanglong Palace Spirit: "I have something to do with Your Highness."
Huanglong was silent for a while, and with a wave of his left paw, Wu Tie suddenly appeared outside the hall where the White Pheasant, Crested Ibis and others were discussing matters. He also heard the quarrel between Su He and Tie Chi in the hall.
The two people are surging, trying to persuade each other.
The atmosphere in the hall is extremely... weird.
Tense, depressed, even with a twist.
Wu Kuang has already played the palace ban and almost collapsed, but Su He and Tie Chi are still talking about here.
Wu Tie pushed open the heavy hall door and strode into the hall.
The crested ibis suddenly raised her head to look at Wu Tie. She waved her fist and was about to rush towards Wu Tie: "Wu Na Huo Xiong, you ran away, so you dare to come back? Hahaha, throw yourself into the net and give me a punch. !"
The white pheasant stood up abruptly and looked at Wu Tie with surprise and joy.
After that, Wu Tie's ears suddenly heard the hurried voice of the white pheasant. Wu Tie was dumbfounded, glanced at the siberian scorpion, and then nodded vigorously: "Twelve stars armor, thirty-six four-spirit warships...and, the baby that is enough for me to deal with!"
The two have a very high level of cultivation, just one ten thousandth of the time, they quickly exchanged huge information.
At this time, the crested ibis had just jumped out three feet away.
The white pheasant raised his right hand, pressed a light palm on the back of the crested ibis's neck, and easily stunned the crested ibis with a palm.
Wu Tie gave a long scream, and the five elements behind him suddenly burst out, and suddenly rolled towards Tie Chi.
Tie Chi was frightened and furious. He roared~IndoMTL.com~A iron-blooded flag on top of his head soared up into the sky, and countless translucent armored men in golden armor rushed out of the smoke. The formation of an army is about to rush to Wutie.
At the same time, Tie Chi has an extra side of a round shield with serrated edges and a strange three-sided stabbing sword in his right hand!
These three treasures exude a huge aura, and they are all innate spirit treasures!
But Wu Tie’s five elements divine light swept away, and Tie Chi made a weird cry. Whether it was the iron-blooded army flag, the round shield, or the stabbing sword, all of it was swept away by the five elements divine light.
Wu Tie continued his fine style, and all the armor on Tie Chi's body was brushed clean with a brush, and he didn't even leave him a pair of trousers.
The white pheasant flickered, and suddenly came to Tie Chi, whose white, slender, delicate and crystal-like palms lightly patted Tie Chi.
Tie Chi yelled, and slammed his fist towards the palm of the pheasant: "His Royal Highness...you!"
With a loud noise, the white pheasant blasted Tie Chi's right arm to pieces with a fist. Tie Chi vomited blood, flying backwards with an unbelievable expression, far away...