Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 50: Transactions

　　"This water dragon is not as powerful as the legendary water dragon."

　　"However, the Jiaolong is the Jiaolong, and he is full of treasures."

　　 "The blood of the dragon can concoct medicine."

　　"The dragon meat is very nourishing."

　　 "The dragon skin can make armor."

　　"The horns of the dragon, as well as the four claws, and the bones, can all be used to temper weapons. I just don’t know, the Lu Family of the Cangyan Domain, will they forge the skills of the dragon’s horns and bones."

　　 "By the way, there are also Jiaolong tendons. With such a long tendon, what good things can be forged?"

　　 The Master Palm of Fog Knife stood on the head of the dead dragon, facing the direction of Wu Tie and Lao Tie, with a smile, deliberately counting down loudly.

　　The dragon is full of treasures.

　　 This water dragon is indeed not as powerful as the legendary water dragon, but it cannot be dealt with by ordinary people. The fog knife seemed to kill it so easily, but how much did it consume?

　　 Without mentioning anything else, I just said that the death of the ten stone giants caused the heart to bleed in the palm of the fog knife.

　　 However, as the head of an organization, he must be calm and calm.

　　 He smiled and reported all the benefits of the Jiaolong one by one, and the surrounding fog knives continued to make uniform cheers.

　　 "huha"!

　　 "huha"!

　　 "huha"!

　　Mist Knife killers raised their straight swords in their hands, cheering loudly and happily.

　　How much benefit can a dragon bring? How much can the strength of the fog knife increase?

　　 Maybe, with this flood dragon, the Mist Knife can rampage across the Cangyan Domain, even break through the Cangyan Domain, and expand its strength to the outer domain, right?

　　Mist Sword Master Palm Ling smiled, his gaze was like a knife, staring at the fern forest where Wu Tie and Lao Tie were. He could sense the existence of Wu Tie and Lao Tie, and even more could feel the threatening aura of Lao Tie's body.

　　 So he deliberately said loudly the benefits of the dragon, just to introduce Wutie and Laotie.

　　 More than a dozen high-level Mist Knives wearing cloaks stand far and near sparsely. They seem to stand there casually, but in fact, no matter which direction Wutie and Laotie launch a surprise attack, they will always have Three or five people joined forces to respond.

　　 These are a group of experts who are proficient in killing skills and also proficient in defending against other assassinations and raids.

　　 "Old Iron?" Wu Tie tightened his spear tightly.

　　'Snipe and clam compete for the fisherman's profit.' On the way here, Lao Tie explained the meaning of this to Wu Tie.

　　 But unlike Lao Tie’s estimation, this dragon has caused great losses to the fog knife, but the overall strength of the fog knife has not been weakened too much. Especially the Master Commander Ling of the Fog Blade and the dozens of senior Fog Blade, they were completely unharmed.

　　 A group of wolf warriors encircled the dragon happily. They took out a special large leather bag, and hurriedly filled the dragon’s blood into the leather bag.

　　The lizardman archers were busy everywhere. They smiled and picked up the dragon scales that had been exploded and collapsed and placed them neatly in a basket on the side.

　　 Hundreds of fog knife killers stood in a crescent-like skirmish line, aiming at the fern forest where Wutie and Laotie were.

　　 Many of the fog knife killers have hidden weapons in their hands. As soon as Wu Tie and Lao Tie move, they must be greeted by stormy attacks.

　　 Old Tie snorted, his eyes flashed with a faint light of blood. After a while, he nodded and walked slowly out of the fern forest.

　　 Wu Tie was in a daze, and hurriedly followed Lao Tie.

　　 "The strength of this little grass snake is indeed much weaker than my grandfather's estimate." Old Tie walked out of the fern forest and walked slowly towards the master palm of the fog knife, and at the same time said unhurriedly: " But, grandpa, I probably know what's going on."

　　The master palm of the fog knife made the straight knife in his hand drew an arc lightly, and then the tip of the knife tapped the dragon's corner lightly, making a crisp impact sound.

　　 He tilted his head and looked at Wu Tie, then focused on Old Tie.

　　 "Oh? Why is that? I have actually prepared for the loss of soldiers, even the loss of my subordinates this time...Unexpectedly, the loss is much smaller than I expected."

　　Mist Sword Master Palm Ling smiled lightly: "Although this is a good thing...but it always feels a bit wrong."

　　 Lao Tie stood more than 30 meters away from the total palm of the fog knife, and Wu Tie stood beside Lao Tie.

　　 Old Tie said calmly: "This little grass snake, it has absorbed the life essence of the celestial demon... The life essence of the celestial demon imperceptibly transforms its body... In the process of bloodline transformation, its Not only did the strength not increase, but it was weakened."

　　 snorted coldly, and Old Tie said solemnly: "If the bloodline transformation is completed, the strength of this little grass snake will increase by at least a hundred times. Especially the defensive power of its scale armor... Scale armor."

　　Mist Knife's general palm made an ‘Oh’, and he put down the hood of the cloak, revealing his face.

　　 The Master Commander of the Mist Blade, who has a fierce reputation in the Cangyan Domain, was born clean and elegant. He gave Wu Tie the same feeling as Master Grey, leisurely and indifferent, without any sense of danger.

　　"Tianjing Demon? Unheard of...It seems that you know some things we don't know." The head of the fog knife smiled and looked at the old iron: "I have never seen a foreign object like you... You are What?"

　　 "I'm your grandpa..." Old Tie laughed ‘Ka Ka’.

With a sound of'chi,' standing more than two hundred meters away, a high-level fog knife wearing a cloak stood motionless, but a cold light flew out of his sleeve, instantly reaching the old iron and hitting it accurately. Old iron eyebrows.

　　 "ding"!

　　 A palm-sized dagger pierced Lao Tie’s brows, sparks splattered, and there was no trace of Lao Tie’s brows. Instead, the tip of the dagger shattered and it spun and bounced rapidly. From dozens of meters high.

　　 The high-level Mist Knife that shot it snorted, his body shook, and with a stroke of his hand, the short sword turned into a cold light and flew back into his hand.

　　Mist Sword Master Palm makes his face stiff.

　　 His eyes flickered, staring at Old Tie's brows carefully and then again.

　　 Indeed, there is no trace of the slightest trace. Old Tie’s eyebrows are still as clean as a mirror.

　　 The white and miserable metal head has an extremely smooth and clean surface, but there is no reflection at all. Old Iron feels so weird.

　　 "Grandpa, it's your grandpa..." Old Tie chuckles with a smile: "At least in terms of age... Being your grandpa, or grandpa, I'm at a disadvantage..."

　　"Ancient strange thing?" The master palm of the fog knife seemed to understand something: "The Lu family, legend has it that there is a strange thing excavated from ancient ruins, shaped like a human skeleton, but it is made of metal... it Very good at smelting alloys."

　　 The Master Palm of the Fog Knife said solemnly: "It is said that because of the ancient wonders, the output of the excellent weapons cast by the Lu family has increased by 50% each year...the quality has increased a lot." /

　　 The blood in Old Iron's eyes gleamed slightly, and then dimmed again.

　　Mist Sword Master Zhang Ling said with a smile: "If you are a strange thing left over from ancient times, then, in terms of age, what you said is correct... However, what you say is very unpleasant, I would like to cut it with a knife. Under your head."

　　 Lao Tie ‘Quack’ laughed.

　　Mist Sword Master Palm Ling also laughed loudly.

　　 Suddenly, Fog Sword Master Palm's figure was blurred. His figure standing on the forehead of the dragon did not disappear. Another figure had already reached the front of Old Iron. A blade of light swept across like a horse, slashing heavily. On the neck of Old Iron.

　　 There was a crisp sound, sparks splashing everywhere.

　　 Lao Tie’s neck did not leave a trace, countless electric lights spurted out of his big teeth, instantly covering a radius of tens of meters in front of him.

　　Mist Knife's palm makes his body dissipate, and the figure on Jiaolong's forehead changes from blurry to clear. A trace of extremely thin electric sparks are constantly spraying out of him, and the fog knife's palm makes his head grow long. The roots stand up, looking quite embarrassed.

　　"The power of thunder and lightning." The total palm of the fog knife made his body twitch slightly, which was an instinctive reaction of his body that he could not control.

　　 "But, it's not powerful..." He smiled dryly: "It's just that your neck is really strong."

　　 "So, grandpa is your grandpa." Old Tie chuckles, and the blood in his eyes suddenly blazes.

　　'Hush', a **** light like a hairline shot out from Lao Tie's left eye, and instantly penetrated the left shoulder of the high-level fog knife who had just attacked him with a short sword.

　　 separated by more than two hundred meters, the blood and light arrived in an instant, and the top of the fog knife had no time to react. A transparent hole the thickness of a thumb was pierced through his left shoulder. The wound is clean, without a drop of blood, and the wound is as smooth as a mirror, and the skin, meridians, bones and other body tissues can be clearly seen.

　　 "What about this?" Old Tie looked at the Master Palm Commander of Wudao calmly: "Grandpa, I still have some skills."

　　 The Master Palm of the Fog Knife was dumbfounded, and his gaze immediately fell on Wu Tie's body.

　　He smiled, pointed at Wu Tie and said, "If so, I will kill him?"

　　 Wu Tie didn't say a word, and immediately aroused his armor. His whole body was wrapped in tight armor. A trace of light surged on the white armor, which looked very strange.

　　 He has even more fortuned his awe-inspiring righteousness supernatural power, and a magnificent, strong and powerful aura spreads.

　　Mist Sword Master Palm Ling's face stiffened again.

　　The aura of awe-inspiring righteousness is so magnificent, it actually gave him a trace of not weak pressure.

　　Although Wu Tie's own strength is relatively weak compared to him, Haoran's righteousness is too wonderful. This is the pressure from the blood and the soul.

　　 This is an extraordinary power.

　　Mist Sword Master Palmer let out a sigh of relief, and he said solemnly: "Don't fight the tongue...what is the celestial demon? This flood dragon...what do you want?"

　　 Old Tie laughed, and he said calmly: "Well, that's right, everyone calmly discuss it."

　　 The palm of the mist knife twitched his face.

　　 Peacefully discuss it? If you say "Grandpa" takes advantage of others with your kind of opening, discuss it carefully?

　　 looked like a knife, and stared at Lao Tie fiercely. The palm of the fog knife made the long knife in his hand tap a dragon's horn lightly.

　　 Lao Tie nodded, and said in a deep voice: "How to get rid of the residual toxicity of the celestial demon in the dragon's body, replace the two dragon horns, and the two arms in the crystal."

　　Mist Sword Master Palm Ling's face suddenly became ugly: "Dragon horn? This is a good material for tempering magical soldiers..."

　　 Lao Tie immediately turned around and left. He said as he walked: "Then, you try, let your subordinates drink two sips of dragon blood..."

　　 "Stay!" General Palm Ling of the fog knife immediately yelled, and at the same time he waved his hand.

　　 Lao Tie laughed, he turned around, and looked at the head of the fog knife without a word.

　　 One of the weakest lizardman archers was singled out. The Fog Knife Master Palm Ling personally took a leather bag full of dragon blood, and poured the lizardman archer about a bowl of dragon blood.

　　 After a quarter of an hour, the scales on the lizardman archer began to glow like white crystals, and the structure of the scales began to change slightly.

　　 At the same time, all the spirituality in his eyes was rapidly dissipating, a cold, crystal light gushing from the depths of his pupils, and his breath became cold.

　　Mist Sword General Commander, carrying a huge leather bag, stared straight at the mutated lizardman archer without saying a word.

　　 Old Tie said calmly: "This is the evil power of the Crystal Demon... Their breath will infect all intelligent creatures, turning them into puppets of the Crystal Demon. No thought, no desire, no fear, no Knowing the pain... the only benefit is that the life span will become very long."

　　 Lao Tie raised his paws with a smile, and pointed to the dragon corpse lying on the ground: "Because this big guy has a huge size, he has licked so many life essences of the Heaven Crystal Demons, and he is only on the verge of metamorphosis. "

　　"And this unlucky doll, his size is too small, and his vitality is too weak." Old Tie said calmly: "You can try, you have to eat a few pieces of dragon meat to become like this unlucky doll. ......Evil puppet?"

　　Mist Knife General Palm Ling frowned, staring at Lao Tie for a while.

　　 After a long time, he looked at the crystal again, at the two arms and the huge head sealed in the crystal.

　　 "This is the head of the Celestial Demon? Then, these two arms..." he asked Old Iron.

　　"This is the head of the Celestial Demon. These two arms...are my grandfather's arms~ IndoMTL.com~ Old Tie faintly sighed: "This is my grandfather's arm. Grandpa, I will take it back. Isn't it reasonable? "

　　"Pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other hand." Old Tie said solemnly: "Grandpa, I will give you the method to eliminate the evil spirit of the Sky Crystal. Replace two dragon horns and two arms of Grandpa." /

　　 A few high-level Mist Knives wearing cloaks walked a few steps toward this side, and one of them approached the ear of Mist Knife General Palm Ling and whispered something to him.

　　 The Master Palm of the Mist Knife was silent for a long time, and for a long time, he finally nodded slowly.

　　 "So, it depends on you... But, add one more thing. From now on, this secret realm will be the territory of my fog knife. You, don't intrude."

　　 The Master Palm of the Fog Knife reminded him of the big hole he had surveyed on the spot and was blasted out by the old iron.

　　 The power of that blow is not that much feared by the Fog Knife Master Palm Commander, but if there are so many killers and slaves under him, if the old iron hits the center of the Fog Knife stronghold, the loss will be great. NS.

　　 Wu Tie and Lao Tie looked at each other.

　　 was silent for a long time, and Lao Tie said softly: "This place is isolated from the world, it is not a good place."

　　 "We don't invade each other...When the little guy has cultivated to a certain level, when he is about to leave, you are not allowed to stop." Old Tie also offered his own terms.

　　 The Master Palm of the Mist Knife silenced for a while, and then he suddenly smiled, smiled and stepped back a few steps, letting go of the way to the crystal.

　　 Lao Tie made a whistle.

　　 In the shocking gaze of the fog knife's palm, a group of metal spiders rushed out of the fern forest quickly, rushing towards the crystal.

　　After a short quarter of an hour, the crystal was broken open by the metal spider, and the two long metal arms were taken out.