Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 820: Xi Xiu shots
Pain! "
When Sancai's ruler was hit, Bai Su's heart suddenly cried out with a bit of innate aura.
Wu Tie was very anxious.
Bai Suxin is related to Pei Feng's whereabouts, and he cannot die.
Forcibly pressed the restless black sword in his hand, Wu Tie's mana crazily poured into the crown of the first. A gleam of aura enveloped the surrounding area of a thousand-square-meter radius, within this range, time was forced to countercurrent.
Bai Suxin's cultivation is astonishing, faintly has reached the peak of the gods, and even has a glimpse of the great realm above the gods.
Wu Tie only found it difficult to reverse the time related to Bai Suxin. With his current cultivation base, his mana was consumed rapidly like an avalanche, and his whole mana was burnt out in an instant.
The broken head of Bai Suxin's body is restored, and the broken soul has also recovered, and even his arm that was chopped off by the black sword has been healed as before. It's just that the black sword's killing intent was too fierce, and Bai Suxin's right arm was reborn, but there was still a terrible sword intent wrapped around his arm, and he kept tearing up tiny wounds on his body.
Bai Suxin has never experienced such suffering in her life.
In particular, I was almost killed by Sancai's ruler.
Bai Suxin's Dao Xin almost collapsed, and he looked at Wu Tie in a panic, shaking like chaff.
The black sword in Wu Tie's hand finally couldn't hold it, the four ancient seal characters "punish slaughter" on the black sword lit up, a black sword light swept across the void, and the tens of thousands of white lotus palace disciples' sabers shattered with a trace. The essence invisible to the naked eye was swallowed by the black sword.
The disciples of the White Lotus Palace, all of them have superior family backgrounds, and the worst of their sabers are the heavenly soldiers who have been nurtured by their ancestors for thousands of years.
Heijian swallowed this one, swallowing tens of thousands of formed road patterns.
These sabers are made of various top-quality materials. After thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years of warming, the material has undergone tremendous changes. Every saber is a dream of ordinary people. Magic weapon.
Hei Jian is satisfied now. He is cleverly held by Wu Tie, and the sword is gently oscillating, just like a cat full of food and drink, swinging his tail comfortably.
A long-handled sickle flew out from the top of Wu Tie's head, and the supreme artifact of the Dark Soul Protoss clan lightly waved, and tens of thousands of White Lotus Palace disciples cried out in unison. They were originally severely injured by the black sword, their bodies almost collapsed, and their souls were also greatly injured.
Faced with the supreme artifact of the Dark Soul Protoss who specializes in harvesting souls, they have no power to resist. They were lightly hooked by the long-handled sickle, and the soul flew out with the spirit and spirit of the whole body, wailing towards Wu Tiefei. Come.
Tens of thousands of disciples of the White Lotus Palace were in full view, their bodies suddenly turned into wisps of flying ashes.
Only in mid-air, the souls condensed like a stranger are wrapped in a little innate aura, like a torrent flying towards Wutie.
On top of Wu Tie's head, a skull crown, which is also one of the supreme artifacts of the Dark Soul Protoss, appeared. The hideous skull on the crown of the skull opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and the souls of tens of thousands of disciples of the White Lotus Palace were swallowed in a mournful bite, and were imprisoned in the crown of the skull.
Wu Tie snorted coldly, and with a thought, a trace of black flame spewed out from the skull crown, burning tens of thousands of White Lotus Palace disciples hissing bitterly.
"Devil, evil demon!" Behind Feng Rong, the forbidden army of less than ten thousand points has laid a large flint fire array, and they sprayed out their own blood, causing the flint fire in Feng Rong's hand to swell to nearly a hundred meters in size.
The crimson light illuminates the void, but it is still hundreds of feet away from Wutie, and it is blocked by the blurry black air emitted from the skull crown, and there is no way to get close to Wutie.
"Wh, yes, you can say that this king is indeed an evil demon... Tsk, I can’t explain it, and I’m too lazy to explain." Wu Tie looked up at the scythe and skull crown on top of his head, and shook his head, too lazy. Waste of saliva.
Bai Suxin, even the ancestors of her own White Lotus Palace, can slander the evil spirits, so don't talk about him.
Anyway, the mouth grows on other people, what do they like to say, right?
Bai Suxin hissed and retreated sharply.
His Taoism has collapsed, but his instinct is still there. Bai Suxin is definitely not a martyr who dared to be righteous and brave enough to do justice. In his bones, he is an extremely exquisite egoist.
So, the souls of tens of thousands of disciples of the White Lotus Palace were imprisoned by Wu Tie. What Bai Su was thinking was not to break the skull crown to rescue these confidantes, but to retreat and escape, let himself run to a safe place first.
It's just that, no matter how fast Bai Suxin ran, she was not as fast as Wu Tie.
At this moment, Wutie spent more than 10,000 years in the time barrier. The three thousand avenues and the 84,000 side gates have all been deduced to the tenth heaven of the gods.
Although the Wutie at this moment is still an empty water tank, his mana cultivation base has not been filled up, and he has not reached the mana cultivation base of the tenth heaven of the gods, but his supernatural powers are already beyond ordinary people.
The void suddenly collapsed, and Wu Tie came to Bai Suxin out of thin air, clasping his neck with one hand.
The surging mana in Bai Su's heart was activated, and he was about to drive the secret method to break away from Wutie's palm, Wutie's palm suddenly turned into an invisible black hole, and the mana within Bai Su's heart was "walala", just following Wutie's The palms passed quickly.
Not only that, but also various negative auras of aging, decay, death, death, etc. swarmed, and Bai Suxin's body appeared in a state of five decays of heaven and man out of thin air.
The hair is gray, the hair is falling off, the skin is dry, the body is leaking oil and sweat, there is dirt on the skin out of thin air, and a faint odor comes from under the armpits. Bai Suxin opened his mouth, and a stinking odor came over his face. His whole person seemed to be turned into a pile of fermented garbage, full of disgusting appearances.
This has nothing to do with mana cultivation, it is completely suppressed at the level of Dao law.
No matter how Bai Suxin struggles and resists, it's like an immature child lying in front of an old and cunning adult. Every lie is just like that.
It was just a breath of time, and Bai Suxin's mana poured out, and no trace of mana on her body no longer existed.
His whole person has become wet, stinky, old and decayed, completely transformed into a person.
Originally, Bai Suxin had more than a hundred powerful white lotus palace secret treasure guards. If any secret treasure is activated, it will cause a lot of trouble to Wu Tie, and even give Bai Suxin a chance to escape.
It's just that, under Wu Tie's awe-inspiring positive pressure, none of these hundreds of White Lotus Palace secret treasures actually obeyed Bai Suxin's call.
Wu Tie pinched Bai Suxin's neck to make a "crack", and he murmured, "Where is Pei Feng?"
Bai Suxin opened her mouth and looked at Feng Rong.
No matter what Bai Suxin has ever-changing changes and endless methods, he has nothing to do at this moment.
Tens of thousands of disciples were completely wiped out, and they fell into the hands of the enemy. The secret magic and magical powers were completely useless, and all aspects were suppressed by the enemy...
Bai Su wanted to cry.
But cry, you can’t cry. If there is no time to cry, the most important thing is to find a way to save yourself.
"Leave the old man, the old man promises her to return safely..." Bai Suxin took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, in the name of the head of the White Lotus Palace, as long as King Wu guarantees the old man and his disciples Princess Pei Feng will be safe."
Wu Tie held the long-handled sickle, the extremely long long-handled sickle changed into several inches in length, Wu Tie held the small, black smoke-filled sickle, and cut through Bai Suxin's body fiercely.
The supreme artifact of the Dark Soul Protoss has minimal damage to the body, but it is dedicated to attacking the soul.
Bai Suxin only felt that her soul seemed to be shattered by Ling Chi, and an indescribable pain struck him. His already withered and rotten body suddenly oozes countless stinking sweat. He hissed and screamed: "King Wu... …"
Wu Tie said coldly: "Now you know that I am the King of Martial Arts? Am I an evil spirit outsider?"
Bai Suxin laughed: "Wu Wang is a real man, a majestic gentleman, where is the evil spirit?"
Wu Tie shook the sickle in his hand: "These two magical weapons that are only available to evil demons?"
Bai Suxin smiled dryly: "It must be the king of Wu who cast down demons and exterminate demons, and he captured the magical soldiers."
Licking his lips, Bai Suxin said gently: "Between heaven and earth, people have righteousness and evil, but their weapons are not righteous and evil... The demon soldiers who are outside the evil spirits, in the hands of gentlemen like Wu Wang, are also the gods and sage soldiers of the world. !"
Wu Tie laughed: "Then, are you still negotiating terms with this king? Huh? Only after you and a group of your disciples and grandchildren can Pei Feng return safely?"
Bai Suxin's eyes rolled quickly a few times.
He now describes the shriveled and shriveled face, and when his eyes roll, they look like they are about to fall out of their eye sockets.
After a few dry laughs, Bai Suxin said solemnly: "Your Majesty Wu, don’t worry, Princess Pei Feng... That’s wrong, Queen Pei Feng will return safely, and the old man guarantees her head... It’s just that Queen Pei Feng was temporarily placed in Mexico by the old man’s nephew. Zhuyuan......"
Wu Tie's bloodshot eyes looked at Feng Rong.
Feng Rong has a huge flint on his head, and a warm, thick flame is shining on his body, but his heart is cold.
He stared blankly at Bai Suxin, who was captured by Wu Tie, and couldn't believe what he saw and heard.
The Suxin White Lotus Sword Formation composed of tens of thousands of White Lotus Palace disciples was actually broken by Wu Tie alone.
Tens of thousands of disciples in the White Lotus Palace collapsed, and even a little bit of innate aura was imprisoned by Wu Tiesheng.
Bai Suxin actually became a captive of Wu Tie.
The contemporary mountain lord of the dignified White Lotus Palace... He is the biggest backing in the battle for the throne of the gods.
That's it... being pinched by Wu Tie... like a chicken cock, pinched in his hand.
Seeing Wu Tie staring straight at him, Feng Rong subconsciously cried out: "Wu Na barbarian...Your barbarian lady is still in the hands of this king!"
With a ‘chick’, Wu Tie put down his scythe, grabbed the black sword, and gave Bai Suxin a sword.
Bai Suxin's two thighs fell off, and a terrible howl came. Bai Suxin hissed and screamed: "Feng Rong, you little bunny...uncle, if I die here...you will never die here... Missing the throne... you just wait for Feng Entropy's cruel little devil to settle accounts with you after the autumn!"
Feng Rong shivered violently, and then he came back to his senses.
On weekdays, there was an extremely rusty face suddenly appeared on the arrogant face, with a hint of flattery and a low-pitched smile. The waist that has always stood up like an ankylosing spondylitis has also been bent a little bit inexplicably.
Feng Rong is very unaccustomed, and bowed his hand to Wu Tie: "Wu Wang, everything is easy to say, everything is easy to say, as long as your uncle is safe, everything can be discussed... This king will send the order and send Pei respectfully. Queen Feng returned safely."
After a few dry laughs, Feng Rong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He said dryly: "It's just that it's too far away from Sui Chao, and it will probably take a month or two to send the message... As for sending Queen Pei Feng back... come back... this..."
From the continent where Sui Dynasty is located to the continents of the Three Kingdoms, even if it is a'king god' with a full cultivation base, such as the Brahma Dragon, the Brahma Kun, the White Deer, and the White Crane, the journey is safe and there is no trouble. , And must fly at full strength for more than three years.
Sent back to Pei Feng, it's easy to say, but this is actually...
Wu Tie said coldly: "Why did you come here?"
Wu Tie remembered that huge bell shadow... Hearing Qing Feng said that it was called Qianyuan Divine Bell, and it was an artifact of the Sui Dynasty!
Feng Rong heard the meaning in Wu Tie’s words, and he shook his head hurriedly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. It is absolutely impossible for this king to let his father use the Qianyuan Shenzhong to send her back... This king, absolutely cannot Let the father know this..."
Feng Rong closed his mouth suddenly, his face became more and more ugly, as ugly as a moldy zombie face.
Feng Rong suddenly realized that no matter how he concealed it, what happened here could not be hidden from Sui.
The scandal of Bai Suxin, the defeat of the disciple of the White Lotus Palace, and the situation where Feng Rong was forced to jump over the wall... Feng Rong suddenly wanted to cry. In the history of the Sui Dynasty, has there ever been such a shameless prince?
If you lose to the four enemy nations on the four sides of the Sui Dynasty and Feng Rong recognizes it, how strong is the kingdom composed of the four monsters and ghosts!
But I lost to Wu Tie... Feng Rong couldn't afford to lose that face for this little-known barbarian king.
"Impossible, Your Majesty King Wu." Feng Rong slowly said to Wu Tie: "Father, it is absolutely impossible to make an decree to send Pei Feng back with Qianyuan Shenzhong... This is absolutely impossible."
Wu Tie looked at Feng Rong coldly, his black sword aimed at Bai Suxin's temple.
Bai Suxin opened her mouth wide, his eyes were dull, and he stared straight at Feng Rong: "Feng Rong, a virtuous nephew...If the old man died here, you..."
Feng Rong's body is trembling~IndoMTL.com~ Cold sweat is constantly coming out all over his body.
Suddenly, a loud noise came.
On the territory of the original Dajin Kingdom, there were mountains and rivers, countless mountains and rivers, and countless earth veins trembling at the same time.
A mighty and irresistible force of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and in an instant it turned into a huge picture of Jiangshan and Shiji with a radius of tens of thousands of miles on the heads of Wu Tie and the others.
The huge pressure of heaven and earth roared and fell from the sky, and just as soon as there was a loud noise, the flint flame suspended above Feng Rong's head suddenly shone brightly, and forcibly blocked this huge force of heaven and earth.
Feng Rong spit out a mouthful of old blood, and less than 10,000 soldiers from the Forbidden Army vomited blood behind him, and the sound of broken bones continued to be heard.
"Who is it?" Feng Rong scolded.
"Xi Xiu, you... asshole!" Wu Tie raised his head and looked at the looming figure of Xi Xiu in the huge Jiangshan Sheji picture.