Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 749: Fight again

　　 All mana was exhausted, and the magical powers of Wutie Fa, heaven and earth, three heads and six arms dissipated immediately.

　　's figure returned to his original height of one foot and six feet, Wu Tie fell straight from a height of several hundred feet to the ground, and fell heavily on the ground, crushing the ice with his feet, and submerged in the ice below his knees.

　　 took a deep breath, the heaven and earth element energy rolled, and quickly turned into a thick mana to fill the whole body, just a breath of effort, Wu Tie swallowed the heaven and earth element energy in a radius of a hundred miles, and then his figure slowly flew Going up high in the sky, I looked at the distant ancestor Xuan Ming, whose neck was broken, but still jumping like flying.

　　 "It's a pity." Wu Tie shook his head.

　　 exhausted all the means, and even urged Tai Chu Mian with all his strength, but it was only a serious injury to the ancestor Xuan Ming and failed to kill him.

　　 "It's a pity." Xi Wule also swallowed heaven and earth vitality with a big mouth, and took two Daobao Pills to restore mana.

　　 The ancestor Xuan Ming, who was severely injured by his thunder seal, also stood up tremblingly, looked at this side in horror and inexplicably, turned and left with a trembling. Electric sparks spurted out of him constantly, staggering when he ran, but he quickly disappeared.

　　 Wu Tie and Xi Wu Le are suspended thousands of feet above the ground. Their bodies are like two huge black holes, madly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth energy.

　　 The void is twisting and shaking around them, the two of them seem to be relatively average, urging the exercises with all their strength, and vomiting heaven and earth vitality with all their strength.

　　 But gradually, everyone realized that Wutie’s efficiency in devouring heaven and earth energy was more than ten times higher than that of Xi Wule, and the rate of devouring was still increasing. After about a cup of tea time, all the heaven and earth vitality around Xi Wule were taken by Wu Tie, and Xi Wule could no longer absorb a wisp of heaven and earth vitality.

　　"Take it!" Xi Wule shook his head and sighed, arching his hands towards Wu Tie: "Brother, I am really convinced... You are not a hundred years old... What a monster."

　　 Xi Wule has been called a monster by the other royal children of the Xi family since childhood. After all, not any prince of the Xi clan can crush the ancestor of the gods realm while in the fetal hiding realm.

　　 and Xi Wule can do it.

　　 But in the face of Wu Tie, who is even more weird than himself, Xi Wule couldn't help but subdue.

　　His natural talent and aptitude are definitely a hundred or thousand times stronger than Wu Tie, but now Wu Tie has surpassed Xi Wu Le in terms of combat power and background. Compare the resources that the two of them can obtain during cultivation. , Comparing the time limit of the two people's cultivation, Xi Wule is not convinced.

　　 "My luck is better." Wu Tie smiled and bowed his hand to Xi Wule: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill these two old ghosts... Get ready, no surprise, they are very The offense will be launched soon."

　　 Wu Tie glanced at a group of people from the four evil family standing not far away.

　　xi Wule took out a black token and shook it towards the masters of the gods of the four evil family: "You and others will carry the clansmen and spy to the north for 100,000 miles. If you encounter an enemy, delay all the way. The enemy offensive. If you make a contribution, you will have your own reward."

　　The ancestors of the four evil family took a deep breath, looked at the token in Xi Wule's hand, clasped their fists, leaned, and saluted token.

　　 In Jingzhou City, in the main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion, sixteen Xuan Ming ancestors are still drinking.

　　 Before Xi Wule made a violent attack, a thunderbolt killed tens of thousands of troops of the Snow Ape Tribe, and even the elder of the God Realm of the Snow Ape Tribe was crushed by him. The huge thunderpower fluctuations shocked these old ghosts, they Hastily sent two brothers to investigate.

　　The Xuanming ancestors who stayed in the main hall were still carefree, eating and drinking to their heart's content.

　　 In their opinion, the two brothers join forces, and no one in the Martial Kingdom can resist them.

　　What's wrong, the two old ghosts can be suppressed completely, there is nothing to worry about.

　　 After eating and drinking for less than a quarter of an hour, the two ancestors of Xuanming, one of them clutched their heads, and Qiqiao spurted blood and ran in; one staggered, flashing electric lights all over, and rushed in.

　　 Both of them just rushed into the hall and fell to the ground.

　　 The ancestor Xuan Ming who was holding his head couldn't say a word, Wu Tie violently broke his neck, even his vocal cords were completely shattered.

　　 The ancestor Xuan Ming, who was shining with electric light, husky his throat, hissed: "Big brother, help..."

　　 Sixteen Xuanming ancestors, hundreds of elders of the Xueyuan tribe stood up together, looking at the two seriously injured Xuanming ancestors one by one in horror.

　　The ancestor Xuanming in the center hurriedly took two steps forward, cautiously holding the head of the brother whose neck was broken, and slowly rotating his head in place by 1,080 degrees, cautiously Put together his broken meridians, muscles and bones one by one.

　　 Then, the life-saving elixir of various specialties of the snowfields was continuously poured into the mouth of the injured Xuanming ancestor, turning into strands of pure medicinal power and quickly flowing throughout the body.

　　 But near the neck of the wounded ancestor Xuanming, there was a strange wave of power that froze everything, and the power of the medicine flowed through his broken neck time and time again, but the power of the medicine failed to exert any effect, and his wounds did not work at all. Absorb any medicine.

　　 "Awesome baby..." The ancestor Xuan Ming who took care of the treatment hissed: "Quick sacrifice, please use the power of the glacier **** to dispel the evil force near the wound of the old eighteen, otherwise... I am afraid that he is physically insecure."

　　 The complexions of the ancestors of Xuan Ming all changed.

　　 At their level, the divine fetus and the divine body are perfectly integrated, and the physical body is severely injured, that is, the divine soul is severely injured.

　　 If the body is not protected, then a body of great magical powers and magical powers will naturally go to waste. It is the best result to be able to save a strand of remnant soul, reincarnation, and even possessing the body. It is difficult to do.

　　 Even the ancestor Xuan Ming, whose whole body was shining with electric light and his internal organs were almost scalded, closed his mouth and gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his body.

　　 A group of people carefully set up the ancestor Xuan Ming, who was seriously injured in his neck, and hurriedly came to the huge ice sculpture that stood outside Jingzhou city.

　　 In a **** sacrifice, groups of captured Wu people were taken up and slaughtered like livestock. A large swath of blood stained the ice sculpture's throne, making this beautiful mermaid ice sculpture look so hideous and distorted.

　　The trident curled on the tail of the ice sculpture released a dazzling blue divine light, and the ancestor Xuanming chanted the spell in a low voice, muttering his own demands.

　　 The divine light on the trident suddenly fell, covering the body of the ancestor Xuan Ming whose neck was broken.

　　 There were strange waves slowly rippling over the wound on his neck.

　　The faint blue divine light rubbed away the strange fluctuations, and I saw the skin and flesh near the neck of the injured ancestor Xuanming wriggling, withering and decayed constantly, turning into a trace of scum. Of falling to the ground.

　　 An ancestor Xuan Ming hissed in exclamation: "What the **** is this? How does it look like he is eighteen, he is old?"

　　 was another psychic potion, the injured ancestor Xuan Ming panted abruptly, his throat kept making a "click" sound, his body twitched slightly, and the faint blue light was continuously injected into him. A strange wave of fluctuations constantly rippled from near his wound on his neck.

　　 An ancestor Xuanming casually grabbed a captured citizen of the Wu Kingdom and brought him near the strange fluctuation.

　　's slap, at the moment of lightning and stone fire, the people of the Wu country are rapidly aging, from a young man to a tired old man in an instant, and then his body quickly turns into a piece of cake. Flying ash, as if time accelerated trillion times in an instant on him, making him spend millions of years in his fingertips.

　　 "The power of time." Old Ancestor Xuanming muttered with a sullen face: "Or, the power of the season...tsk, it's hard to deal with."

　　"Fortunately, the person who shoots, his own cultivation is not enough." Another Xuanming ancestor muttered: "Otherwise, the eighteenth must be dead."

　　 "You must speed up and kill this person completely. Otherwise..." Another Xuanming ancestor said in a deep voice: "Although the southern kingdom is weak, they have a vast territory and there are a few rare treasures. Yibao, this is something no one can tell."

　　 The boss of the ancestor Xuanming slowly nodded: "When the seventeenth and eighteen's injuries recover, attack immediately... Pass the order and let the boys of all races refresh themselves. Who dares to delay at this time? Fighter... Annihilation!"

　　 The elders of the Snow Plains tribe were all in horror. They all knelt to the ground and kowtowed towards the eighteen ancestors of Xuan Ming, then turned into cold rays of light, and quickly flew in all directions.

　　 Three days later, the soldiers of all tribes of the Snow Plains came out, riding various beasts, and divided into three armies, heading straight to the military city where Wutie was located.

　　The middle army of the Snow Army rushed out of Jingzhou City, and ran into the main force of the four evil family head-on.

　　 Two hundred ancestors of the God Realm of the Four Ferocious Clan, and nearly 3,000 elites from the half-step God Realm of the clan, rushed forward bravely and let go.

　　The snowfield army was caught off guard, and the hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen of the White Deer Division who acted as the vanguard were wiped out in an instant.

　　 A group of elders from the White Deer Division rushed up angrily and it was a gang fight. The four-evil family deserves the name of the four-evil four-evil, they have transformed into the four-evil form, just a few breaths, and even cut 23 of the Bailue The ancestor of the God Realm, even the belt bones were swallowed cleanly by the gluttonous people.

　　 The six ancestors of Xuan Ming whizzed from the army, and they hit the four evil family with a hammer.

　　 In twos and threes, the four evil family was beaten to death by six Xuanming ancestors. Seventeen ancestors of the gods were killed on the spot, and more than three hundred half-step elites of the clan of the gods were beaten to death. Frozen into ice sculptures.

　　The four evil family was defeated, and immediately fled towards the military city with all its strength.

　　 Six ancestors of Xuanming were chased and killed. In a short distance of tens of thousands of miles, they once again killed more than fifty ancestors of the four evil families, and more than a thousand half-step ancestors of the gods were crushed. .

　　 With the help of the tens of thousands of ice sculptures, the army of the Xueyuan tribe spanned tens of thousands of miles in just two days to reach the military city where Wutie is located.

　　 Eighteen ice sculptures are lined up, separated from each other by a hundred miles away, emitting cold light and freezing air day and night, shining thousands of miles in a circle of blue.

　　The mighty snowfield army can't be seen at a glance, countless beasts roaring, countless war birds flying around, rough war drums made by the Xueyuan tribe themselves, and war drums scouted from the occupied states and counties of the Martial Kingdom. The mountain rang.

　　 There are also some vulgar and literary snowfield fighters who don’t know where they got a large number of musical instruments. They don’t know how to play or play the piano, just toss about with these instruments.

　　All kinds of musical instruments are made unpleasant and noisy by these rough snowy goods, and the momentum is enough to scare the faint-hearted.

　　 Eighteen ancestors of Xuan Ming turned into a height of nearly a thousand feet, slowly leaving the large and messy army formation, step by step towards the military city where Wu Tie was located.

　　 Thousands of elders of the Snow Plains tribe were surrounded by the cold wind and freezing air, holding a staff, one by one pretending to be dignified, and following the eighteen Xuanming ancestors step by step.

　　 On the wall of 　　 Military City, Wu Tie squinted at the formidable enemy approaching.

　　The crowds of the Four Fierce Clan shrank away panting, and many of them had large and small ice hanging on their bodies, and their bodies kept shivering.

　　 Their gazes are drifting around.

　　 If Wu Tie now orders them to fight, these guys will definitely run away.

　　 The previous Xuanming ancestors had completely dispelled the fierce spirit in the bones of these guys.

　　 Wu Tie glanced at these guys from the Four Swords family and shook his head.

　　"Everyone, this is a bad battle. Please be careful."

　　 Wu Tie took a deep breath, and then vomited heavily: "My lord, don’t say anything blatantly official words here. It’s very simple. If we lose, we will all die; if we want to live, we’ll just die. To win."

　　 "Don't think about running away like Linghu Qingqing. This king is here, not going anywhere."

　　 "Speaking of something ugly, many of you are in the hands of this king. If this king dies, you will not be able to live."

　　"Everyone is on the same boat. If the boat sinks, no one will have a good time."

　　 "So, do your best!"

　　 Wu Tie clapped his hands vigorously and pointed forward suddenly: "Come on, give them some appetizers first."

　　 Wu Tie's words are really ugly~IndoMTL.com~ But his words have made all the masters of the gods in the Wu Kingdom a murderous inexplicable heart.

　　 The ugly words are the most shocking.

　　 As Wu Tie said, yes, if you lose, you will die. If you want to live, you can only win.

　　"Die them to death, or be killed by them." Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie and other veteran generals, staring at the snowfield army in front of them with twisted faces, their bodies subconsciously tightened, and their muscles are all over. It was so tight that they couldn't help shivering.

　　 High in the sky, countless golden silk threads fell straight down.

　　 After all these days, the golden sun shuttles hanging high above the sky were once again filled with the essence of the sun. Following Wu Tie’s order, countless golden shuttles fell from the sky and enveloped the huge army formation of the snowfield army. Inside.

　　 Eighteen ice sculptures spewed out dazzling blue light, and the heavy cold light turned into a huge light tower, covering the snowfield tribe's army.

　　 The sun golden shuttle fell on the faint blue cold light, and the flames exploded, and the ground was shaken, and the heat rushed up.

　　 Eighteen ancestors of Xuan Ming continued to approach the military city step by step without looking back.

　　 When they were less than fifty miles away from the military city, they jumped up at the same time, and their bodies leaped towards the military city.

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