Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 752: Remnant array
Eleven huge figures flew out of the military city.
When they flew across the sky, millions of them swallowed a large amount of crystals, and the energy in the body was restored to a half of the giant soldiers stood up suddenly, their eyes flashed red, and the thin red light filled the sky again.
This time, the red light from the eyes of millions of giant soldiers was precisely focused on an ancestor Xuanming.
Hearing a miserable howl, this ancestor Xuan Ming vaporized instantly below his waist.
The divine light shot from the ice sculpture of ten thousand meters wide pulled eleven huge figures out of the military city. Ten of them landed heavily and stood firmly in the wilderness a hundred miles away from the city. Only one half of the body fell to the ground with a loud noise, and rolled dozens of times on the ground, crushing thousands of tribal warriors who could not dodge to death.
The military city’s defense formation was opened again, and Wu Tie and others hurriedly took out the Dao Bao Pill and tried their best to restore the loss.
Everyone gathered around the Five Elements Taoist. Wu Tie nodded to the Five Elements Taoist. The Five Elements Taoist made a long roar, and a ray of colorful divine light fell from the sky, bringing Wu Tie, Lao Tie, Xi Wu Le, Xi Bubai, Qianjiu, Qianxiao and others all brushed into their own five element space.
The three ancestors of Xuanming were roaring in the Five Elements Space, spraying out immeasurable cold light and ice crystals against the overwhelming flames.
The giant sang swayed its branches slightly in the five elements space, and the majestic innate green wood spiritual power merged into the void, providing a steady stream of ‘fuel’ for the monstrous sea of fire.
The three-legged Golden Crow with the size of a fist has not recovered, but it is already several times stronger than when he was in the spirit form.
The little red bird opened its small mouth, and a trace of golden red sparks splashed, and the temperature of the sky of fire rose linearly, and even the void was almost melted.
The three ancestors of Xuan Ming have lost contact with the outside ice sculptures. They can only rely on their own strength to resist the burning of the Five Elements Space. The cold light of their protective body was refined layer by layer, and the high temperature passed through the cold light of their protective body, causing large blisters to continuously appear on their pale skin.
When Wu Tie and others entered the Five Elements Space, the three ancestors of Xuan Ming uttered an unwilling roar at the same time.
The three drew out the scimitar, corrugated sword, and odd-shaped spear that were soaring in cold air. They breathed out cold breath, stirred the spirit soldiers in their hands, and pierced the sea of flames with a long stretch of cold, and fiercely faced Wu Tie. Waiting for someone to be cut over.
Standing behind Wu Tie, Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin shot at the same time.
A tortoise shell in Li Xuangui's hand flew out of his hand, and a huge innate gossip picture slowly flew up, turning into a huge gossip light shield in front of Wu Tie and the others.
Yuan Qilin waved his right hand, and a palm-sized scroll flew out of his palm. When it swayed in the wind, it quickly expanded and instantly turned into a huge map of Jiangshan Sheji and the innate gossip map.
Countless cold lights swept across, and the combined picture of the Eight Diagrams shivered violently, and the divine light shook wildly.
Thousands of masters of the God Realm behind Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin shot at the same time, constantly injecting their mana into the combined treasures.
I saw a mysterious tortoise with a body of thousands of miles, entrenched on a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, freely swallowing clouds and clouds in the sky.
The mysterious light shines on the tortoise shell, the rivers and rivers in the picture of the rivers and mountains rise into the sky, turning into white dragons entwined around the mysterious tortoise, despite the cold light, the mysterious tortoise does not move, and the cold light is Constantly blown to pieces.
The three ancestors of Xuanming were completely desperate.
Rao is that they are all extremely powerful beings at the pinnacle of the God Realm. They are driven by Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin, but they are the artifacts of the town clan of the Li family and the Yuan family. The killing power of the two artifacts may not be enough. But the defense is absolutely top.
Thousands of masters in the gods provide a steady stream of mana. With the power of the three of them, how can they break through this terrifying defense?
Especially, they have hurt a lot of cold air in the Five Elements Space.
"We are not convinced!" An ancestor Xuanming hissed and screamed: "We have suffered so much!"
"We are not convinced!" Another Xuanming ancestor screamed hysterically: "It was so easy for us to get out of the endless ice hell. We shouldn't die here... Alcoholic beauty, endless enjoyment, we have not yet Time to enjoy!"
"We are not convinced!!!" The third ancestor Xuanming screamed and screamed like a cuckoo screaming blood: "I think we were also the characters of Megatron. We just don't want to die, we Refuge in the gods, but are imprisoned by them in the ice hell...Torment day and night...We got out so easily!"
"But what does all this have to do with us?" Wu Tie's cold voice interrupted their chattering: "No matter what kind of big people you were back then, you now take your descendants and want to extinction Our seed...with you without me, either you die or I live!"
Wu Tie took a deep breath. Behind him, nearly 10,000 masters of the God Realm shot at the same time, wisps of mana continuously poured into Wu Tie's body.
The primordial crown is slowly rotating, and the long river is tumbling. Wu Tie uses the power of the primordial crown to invade the long river. It is like a meteorite falling in a big river, stirring the river, splashing countless eddies and dangerous undercurrents. .
Taichu Mian steadily shuttled through the long river of time, Wu Tie locked the breath of an ancestor Xuanming, and traced his past figure little by little in the long river of time, tracing back his entire life.
xi Wule, Lao Tie, etc. have begun to attack, the flames of the Five Elements Space did not hurt them at all. They surrounded the three ancestors of Xuan Ming from a distance, and they continued to strike in the air, countless powerful Spells, secret spells, raindrops fell on the three ancestors of Xuanming, constantly consuming their power.
The breath of the three ancestors of Xuan Ming continued to decline, and the roar of the three of them became more and more listless.
Wu Tie shuttled in the long river of time a little bit, and he finally found the past of the ancestor Xuan Ming that he had locked. He stretched out his hand, with a light blow, in the course of time, completely obliterating his initial state at birth.
Among the three ancestors of Xuanming, the one holding a machete, who was slashing frantically, suddenly let out a miserable cry, and then the whole exploded into a ball of sparks, and all traces of existence disappeared without a trace.
"Old Six!" The other two Xuanming ancestors exclaimed at the same time, both sad and angry, and at the same time, more fearful.
The enemy can kill one of them with such a weird means, then they can definitely be killed.
"We are not convinced!" The ancestor Xuan Ming who was holding a ripple sword jumped and shouted: "Come on, a fair fight, a fair fight with the old man!"
Wu Tie raised his head and sneered coldly: "Okay, a fair fight, you abolish your cultivation base, revert the cultivation base to the gods, and this king will fight you fairly!"
Both Xuanming ancestors closed their mouths.
God Realm, the only way to regress the cultivation base is to seriously injure oneself.
After all, the cultivation base of the God Realm is the fusion of the soul and the body, and the fusion of the principles of the great road and the body. This fusion is irreversible and can only be destroyed.
Wutie is the cultivation base of the first heaven of the gods. The two old ghosts want to return their cultivation to the first heaven of the gods. Their only way is to severely damage 90% of their gods...
A good man, 90% of his body was damaged, what is left?
This is simply impossible.
"There is a kind, let him come!" The two ancestors of Xuan Ming quickly shuttled through the crowd, and then they pointed to the lords with the highest cultivation level.
Gan Xiao lazily raised his right hand, and shook his head decisively: "The deity has no seed... The deity has to save his life, to love and care for the younger sister, where is this idle time, and you wait for three times. The old desperate desperate?"
sighed faintly, and the gangster said in a very shameful manner: "Look at you all a lot of age, and you are not at home to support your life, but instead ran out and brought a group of children and grandchildren to robbery, murder and arson... It's a thief, it's you guys!"
"The deity is different, the deity is pampered and superior, the body is delicate and noble, the glory and wealth of this world, countless good things are waiting for the deity to enjoy...Who has no time to fight with you? Don’t look, you are bad Fate, how can it be compared with the deity?"
The mouth of is extremely shameless, and the two ancestors of Xuanming were so angry that they vomited blood, accidentally, the old iron passed them like a ghost, and the yin and yang spears in his hands swung countless points of cold light. , Pierced through hundreds of fist-sized holes in them.
The blood sprayed from the rising cold, the ancestor Xuan Ming, who was more than nine hundred meters tall, gradually lost his mana, and could no longer maintain such a huge size.
Their bodies shrank a little bit, a little bit shattered, a little bit refined...
Outside the military city, the eleven panting ancestors of Xuanming were dull for a while, and suddenly their boss cried out and screamed: "I'm so painful... three brothers, too. Up!"
Tears flowed from the eyes of the eleven ancestors of Xuanming, and the ghosts cried and cried.
Thousands of tribal elders also hissed like a mourning concubine, and countless snowfield tribal warriors stood sluggishly in the ice and snow, completely losing their sense.
Eighteen ancestors who were almost invincible. In a short battle, seven people were killed and one was seriously injured and disabled.
This, this, this......
Wasn’t it the same as before? Wasn't it invincible before?
How did things suddenly change like this? Even the divine power bestowed by the highest glacier **** can't let the ancestors defeat the enemy?
panic spread among the crowd, and the soldiers of countless small and medium-sized tribes looked around with stray eyes.
In the cruel snow field, the small and medium tribes have their unique survival culture.
vassalize the big tribe, follow in the footsteps of the big tribe and fight around and plunder...If things are not good, just run away, and you can survive if you run fast.
The warriors of Snow Plains tribe, except for the six most powerful tribes, all the other small and medium tribes have developed excellent escape skills.
Morale is declining, and many fighters begin to calculate how many women they have robbed and how much wealth they have robbed these days.
The elders of their tribes also looked away, and began to figure out how to transport these wealth and women back to the snowy field-if all the eighteen ancestors of Xuanming failed, escape is of course the only choice.
How to run the fastest, how to run faster than others, how to bring back the most people and the most spoils when escaping... This is a clan’s leader’s means and abilities. matter.
There are several tribal elders, quietly, stepping back a few steps in the crowd.
In an instant, these retreating tribal elders suddenly exploded into the ice crystals of the tent.
The boss of the ancestor Xuanming slowly retracted his hand and said ruthlessly, "Even if you all die in this city, you must kill all the people in the city and avenge our brothers!"
"Remember, even if you all die here, you will also break through this city and avenge your brothers."
The boss of the ancestor Xuanming said gloomily: "Form the nine-day superintendent Xuanming formation...form a formation, kill the enemy!"
The expressions of the other ten Xuanming ancestors suddenly burst into joy, and then their expressions suddenly stiffened.
"Big Brother, the Nine Heavens Governor Xuanming Great Formation, we need twelve brothers to cooperate to form...we, we, we now, there are only eleven people!"
An ancestor Xuan Ming carefully looked at his boss.
The boss of the ancestor Xuanming stayed in a daze, hurriedly stretched out his fingers, nodded his head one by one, counted his brothers, and stomped his feet: "Fuck!"
stomped down, the earth roared, and the cold air was gushing in all directions. Hundreds of tribal elders nearby wailed in unison, and they were swept hundreds of meters away, all covered with thin ice scum, curled up on the ground. Trembling non-stop.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Tie was like an old mountain eagle, squatting on the gate tower in the middle of the north wall of the military city.
Behind him, seven extremely thick beams of light rose into the sky, piercing the thick clouds in the sky into seven huge holes.
In front of him, seven human head-sized, extremely dazzling soul crystals suspended there, under his control, arranged into the star pattern of the Big Dipper.
Youruo gave Wu Tie a secret tool for collecting soul crystals and blood essence. The seven killed Xuanming ancestors became such seven soul crystals. As for their blood essence, they have been sent back to the Wu Clan by Wu Tie.
The line of Xuanming is still inherited in the Witch Clan~IndoMTL.com~ The blood essence of the Xuanming ancestors is enough to cultivate dozens of top geniuses for today's Witch Clan.
As for the crystallization of the soul, Wu Tie didn't think about how to use it. Perhaps it could be used to bargain with Youruo to see if he could pick up something good from him?
‘Boom’!
A low roar came from the north.
A cloud of faint blue divine light soared into the sky, rushed to a very high altitude, and then turned into countless cold rays and fell to the surroundings.
High in the sky, strands of crystal clear ice crystals slowly fell, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and the frost spread on the ground. It spread all the way from the north and quickly passed the military city. The large tracts of land south of the general city were turned into a piece of ice and snow.
The law of heaven and earth fluctuates strangely.
The extreme cold envelops everything, and other laws such as ground, water, fire, wind, five elements, yin and yang, etc., are all rapidly weakening.
In front of the military city, twelve gray-white icicles grew out of nothing.
It’s just that among the twelve icicles, one of them is obviously shorter and thinner, and the color is a little more mixed, revealing a taste of congenital deficiency.
A hoarse, sorrowful voice came from the twelve beams of light surrounded in a circle: "King Wu, can you dare to fight?"
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