Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 893: The surrender of wisdom

　　 "No, no, no!"

　　 "Let me die, let me die, let me die!"

　　 Buried Junyuan, on the altar so angry, the green mist was twisting crazily.

　　 But he couldn't break free of the imprisonment.

　　 Dozens of Witch Clan elders surrounded him, wrinkled faces were covered with weird smiles, and their mouths chanted weird husky spells.

　　 Black, red, blue, green, in short, the bone spurs with weird colors deeply penetrated into Qingwu's body. These bone spurs are long or short, thick and thin, densely packed, and tie the green mist like a hedgehog.

　　 A three-foot-long black bone spur with silky hair plunged into the middle of the green mist’s Tian Ling Gai.

　　 The hollow bone spurs lead to a huge clay crock, which is filled with a fragrant, sticky concoction.

　　 Drops of medicinal juice followed the bone spurs and continuously injected into the blue fog's brain, gradually infiltrating his brain, nourishing his brain plasma, and making his brain of the blood doppelganger gradually stronger.

　　 So, the power of the soul of Qingwu also continued to grow.

　　 Qingwu's clone is just an ordinary ‘God of Heaven’ level, the cultivation base of the Seven or Eight Heavens in the God Realm is not too top-notch master in Sui Dynasty.

　　 After all, this clone of him is only used to cause chaos and chaos, relying on his provocative discord, conspiracy and tricks, rather than relying on powerful magical powers.

　　 Therefore, the power of Qingwu's soul is limited, and the relationship with the body is limited.

　　 But the elders of the Witch Clan used secret techniques to continuously strengthen his spirit. With the gradual growth of the Qingwu spirit, the connection between him and the body became stronger and closer.

　　 Through his clone, the influence that can exert on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

　　 It's like a person can easily pluck out a hair and burn it without hurting the body. But when this hair is cultivated into an arm and a leg with secret techniques, even the heart, liver, lungs and even the skull are cultivated...

　　 Then it can't be easily pulled, and even more so easily sacrificed.

　　 "Let me die!" Qing Wu clearly perceives the changes in her own soul, and even more that the mutual influence between her own soul and body is getting stronger and stronger.

　　 "You... demons!" Qing Wu cried and cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

　　 For the gods who live high above the sky, they come distracted and attached to the sub-body. When walking on the Mu Continent, they will use the soul secret technique to severely restrict their distraction.

　　 One is to guard against the human races of Mu Continent and attack them with spells.

　　Second, prevent the arrival of the distraction from being too powerful, so that it can bite the deity.

　　 But Wu Tie, he has comprehended more than 30% of the different kinds of avenues, and among them are the various avenues inherited by the blood of the Dark Soul Protoss.

　　 The soul secret technique used by the gods can be broken by witch iron.

　　 The soul mystery in the soul of the blue mist was cracked by Wu Tie. Therefore, the distraction of Qingwu can be strengthened unlimitedly, and his influence on the body will become deeper and stronger, until his body can no longer get rid of.

　　 "Devil!" Wu Tie stood at Qingwu's feet, looking down at him who was struggling frantically: "For us, you are the demons."

　　 Qingwu's eyes were raised, and his eyes were shining with cold light of resentment and fear, staring at Wu Tie firmly: "You, are you not afraid of the anger that the gods cast down? You did this, you violated the bottom line, you... …"

　　 Wu Tie stretched out his hands and looked at Qingwu seriously: "The bottom line? Anger? You are going to kill us to death. What bottom line are we afraid of? What anger are we afraid of?"

　　 shrugged his shoulders, Wu Tie said calmly: "If you don't give us a way to survive, why don't we stand up and resist? Well, I seem to have said this to Youruo and Aconitum?"

　　 "Ah, don't remember, did I say this to them?" Shaking his head, Wu Tie smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, this is the thing. You have to reap our spirits and blood arbitrarily. And we...naturally have to do everything possible to protect ourselves."

　　 Qingwu stared at Wu Tie blankly, and after a long time, he muttered: "But, what use is it for you to deal with me? Now it is the people of the five protoss who are in charge!"

　　 Wu Tie sighed, and helplessly kicked Qingwu’s calf with his foot: "But, who didn’t let me capture the people you said was the master? Who let me, now you are the only prisoner. What?"

　　 Qingwu smiled miserably: "My luck?"

　　 Wu Tie said earnestly: "Don’t worry, your deity will be even worse than you... Look, so many evil, evil, dead, and catastrophic auras follow the connection between you and him. It works on him...he will definitely be worse than you."

　　 Qingwu looked at Wu Tie’s serious face and muttered: "Can you let me go?"

　　 Wu Tie looked up at the avenue furnace floating above the altar, devouring and transforming all kinds of unlucky avenues, and said slowly: "I want to let you go too... But, who will let us? "

　　 Qingwu was silent for a while, and said with a dry smile: "No, you make a condition?"

　　 Wu Tie looked down at Qingwu, was silent for a while, and broke Qingwu’s knee with one foot: "I’m a clone with you, what can I say? Wait for your deity... Well, elders, curse His blood."

　　 Wu Tieyu said: "Curse with blood, curse all the people near this deity who have blood connections with him."

　　 There were countless weird runes pierced on the skin, and the elder of the Wu clan,'Jie Jie', who was surrounded by a cold air, laughed a few times, took out a black jade knife, and gently cut Qing Mist's chest. .

　　 "Little guy, don't be afraid, you won't feel any pain for all curses... But your deity, and your deity's brothers. Haha, moldy, and drinking water is full of teeth."

　　 The elder of the Witch Clan distilled a very thin multi-spiral streamer from Qingwu's heart.

　　 "Hey, the blood of the so-called gods? It's really interesting, interesting, and very different from my human race." A group of elders of the Witch Clan gathered around in surprise, carefully looking at this very thin multi-spiral streamer.

　　"The blood of our human race has only two spirals composed of streamers...you, actually have 36 streamers?"

　　 "However, the structure is much simpler than the blood of my human race... It can be seen that your blood is not as good as my human blood."

　　An elder of the witch clan who is proficient in blood curse witchcraft nodded, and then shook his head: "No wonder, you are watching my human clan."

　　 Qing Mist gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sharp roar from between the teeth: "The blood, glory, and dignity of my Wisdom God Race, your human race..."

　　 An elder of the Witch clan holding a bone stick, ‘pop’ Qing Mist’s mouthful teeth to pieces, the broken teeth pierced Qing Mist’s teeth, making his mouth full of blood.

　　"Shhh, shut up...You dare to say that the blood of your so-called Protoss is more noble than our humans... Hehe, the old man can't listen to this. Do you know what a person who knows the times is a good man? As a cutting board Fish, you must learn how to write the word "behave"!"

　　 Qingwu looked at the group of Wu Clan elders who attacked fiercely, spitting blood and broken tooth powder from their mouths.

　　 At this moment, Qing Wu really wants to die.

　　 But he was imprisoned so strong that he couldn't even die!

In the melting pot of 　　, the poisonous road seal from the old lump is nourished by the wispy Dao rhyme. The poisonous road seal that was originally the size of a thumb has become the size of a human head. The immeasurable evil spirits, evil spirits, and all kinds of unlucky negative auras are also constantly digging into this poisonous seal.

　　 Hundreds of witch elders standing under the altar, carrying hundreds of thousands of witch elders, and chanting the witch mantra at the same time, they have formed a large array of witches. At this moment, the spirit power of all people is gathered together and pulled. The most unfathomable cause and effect, destiny and other forces between heaven and earth.

　　 This force is undoubtedly terrifying.

　　 Destiny, cause and effect, while you affect him, he also affects you.

　　 However, under the leadership of hundreds of elders of the witch tribe, the witch curse array laid down with the precious treasure of the avenue furnace, most of the backlash was absorbed by the avenue furnace. The remaining few insignificant backlashes were shared among hundreds of thousands of others, and the backlashes received were minimal.

　　The evil altar shaped like a pyramid is a thousand feet high, and the side of the base is about three thousand feet long. The whole altar looks a little flat and short.

　　The power of evil curse, following the connection between Qingwu and his deity as a guide, continuously erupts above the sky.

　　 across the black and infinite void, accurately captured the sacred mountain of the Wisdom Protoss in the void, plunged into the hall densely covered with countless heavy Protoss restrictions, forcibly broke the protection of the three-page Book of Wisdom, and invaded gently. The body of the mist.

In the hall of 　　, the mist just stood up, and he fell over inexplicably.

　　’s chin hit the ground first, and with a ‘click’, the misty chin bone fell into eight pieces, and a piece of bone even penetrated the skin of the chin and pierced out.

　　 stroked the **** chin, the mist was crying without tears, and he spat out a bit of poisonous blood very gently.

　　 Most of his skin has been ulcerated, poisonous blood is flooding in his body, and the three-page book of wisdom cannot prevent the spread of poison.

　　 "I ask for help..." Mist murmured as she lay on the ground, convulsing.

　　 "But... to whom?" The faces of members of the wisdom protoss flashed in their minds, and the mist shivered.

　　 I think of the wits and courage with these brothers and clansmen, think of everyone's endless calculations, and think of everyone's daily entrapment and stabbing knives in the back. The fog can't help but scream in despair.

　　 "It's all a bunch of bastards!"

　　 Mist moaned in despair.

　　 "Then, I must save myself. I must save myself... I can't die here... The ancestor's words, I very much approve-the gods must be selfish. A qualified **** with wisdom , We must take ourselves as the core. Only by guaranteeing our own interests can we talk about the interests of the ethnic group."

　　 "This sentence, it's so-mother-justified!"

　　 Mist murmured: "I can't agree to more...This is simply the motto of all members of my Wisdom Protoss."

　　 "Then...I'm the clone of Suizhao, **** Qingwu, where are you?"

　　 The book of wisdom hovering above the misty head burst out with dazzling divine light, and the white divine light filled the entire huge temple.

　　 After about half a tea time, the green mist lying on the altar spewed out a faint white light, and a vast consciousness descended, directly taking over the **** and flesh of the blue mist.

　　 Green mist's eyes became pure white, as if two small suns were embedded in his eye sockets, and the white light emitted from the eyes lit up the void in a radius of tens of miles.

　　 "Oh, Wu Wang Wu Tie, meeting you in this way is really not a pleasant thing."

　　 Qing Mist... No, Mist stopped the futile struggle, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Wu Tie deeply: "Awesome, amazing... What method did you use to break through at least the three major divine prohibitions, directly attack To my body?"

　　 Wu Tie looked at the mist with great interest: "Three major bans? Tell me?"

　　Mist took a breath: "Pause your curse, otherwise my body will rot before I explain it clearly."

　　 Wu Tie nodded, he raised his hand and pointed at the avenue furnace suspended above his head, and the curses and various negative auras that were continuously being sent to the mist body suddenly stopped.

　　Mist nodded with satisfaction: "The first divine forbidden is above your head. Above this sky, we isolate the human race, so that you can't fly into the void of divine forbidden."

　　"The second level of divine forbidden, in the void above the sky. Even if one of you can break through the sky forcibly, you cannot cross the boundless void. You will lose your way in it and be completely confused. You, it is impossible to leave Mu Mainland."

　　"The third divine forbidden, just outside the sacred mountain of my wisdom protoss. This major divine forbidden is connected with the observation outposts of other major protoss~IndoMTL.com~ mutual involvement, mutual cover, defensive power Very powerful."

　　 For the sake of his own personal interests, Miwu seriously and really told Wu Tie about the three major divine prohibitions one by one.

　　 He explained in more detail the respective principles of these three major gods and their effects.

　　 Wu Tie nodded slowly: "Speaking of which, it is indeed a very strong defense... However, in fact, you have been attacked by us, haven't you?"

　　 Without waiting for Mis to respond to this sentence, Wu Tie smiled brightly, and asked him with a bright smile: "Say it straight to the point, want to live?"

　　 was dumbfounded in the mist, as if he had never dreamed that Wu Tie would ask such a question so directly.

　　 was silent for a while, and the mist said carefully: "Of course, if you can live, who wants to die?"

　　 paused, the mist hurriedly spoke, trying to reverse a little initiative: "Of course, I don’t mean that you must have the ability to threaten my life. After all, I am the supreme leader of the Wisdom Protoss here. I think I still have a certain ability to protect my safety."

　　 Wu Tie spread his hands: "Oh? Isn’t that stiff mouth? Then, continue to curse... ancestors, don’t be merciful, let’s just kill!"

　　 Wu Tie yelled loudly.

　　 Mist immediately screamed: "Slow... well, I admit, you have a certain possibility, threatening my life... So, for the absolute safety of my life, we need to... talk about it. ."

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