MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 47 Dragon eye

'Roar'!

In the hearty and loud voice, a stone giant about ten meters tall flew out of the waterfall.

The stone giant with a suede skirt at his waist is covered with no hair, and the whole body is like a granite sculpture.

He dragged the chain of a water tank with his hands, drawn a beautiful arc, rushed out of the huge waterfall, and flew into the deep pool below the waterfall.

After half a quarter of an hour, with a big bang, the stone giant grabbed the chain with both hands and strode up the river bank.

He stood firm and dragged his hands hard. The gray muscles on his body glimmered, and a gray glare on his chest was rapidly zoomed, and there was a dull heartbeat.

The ground around it shivered slightly, and a powerful force field emerged from the ground, covering the entire stone giant.

The stone giant's body gradually expanded and quickly increased to fifteen meters. He pulled the chain with both hands and stepped toward the base of the fog knife.

The low ‘铿锵’ impact came from behind the waterfall, and the sound even overshadowed the huge sound of the waterfall.

Not long after, the other three stone giants slammed into the waterfall with a big hammer and big nails. They followed the chain of the first stone giant, and rushed down the chain with a flat chain.

Only a little more than a mile from the fog knife base, the four stone giants joined forces to fix the chain to the ground.

The seven- or eight-meter-long nails fixed a huge iron ring, and dozens of such huge nails were firmly nailed to the ground, pulling the chain upright and straight.

A dazzling light shines on the chain, and a stream of light flutters, accompanied by a dull crash, and a strange 'vehicle boat' rushes out of the waterfall along the thick chain.

The so-called car and boat, below is a gear with a strange shape and closely linked to the chain, above is a cabin similar to a sneak ship.

Each section of the ship is seven or eight meters wide, twenty meters long and seventy-eight meters high. One section of the car and the ship are tightly connected by a large chain, and the long one is nearly a kilometer long.

There is a large number of runes on each boat, and the streamer is flying. This long boat is like a dazzling shackle, rushing down the chain ‘bang rumbling’.

The closer to the fog-knife camp, the larger the flares on the gears of the ships and ships, the slower the speed of the vehicles and ships, the large number of portals on the bulkheads on both sides, and the strong figure of the cars smashed out, wearing black tights. The fog knife killer with a straight knife.

Such a train ship brought in more than two thousand fog knife killers at one time, brought thousands of other soldiers, and tens of thousands of slaves.

On the wall of the fog knife base, the only remaining one of the whistle buildings, a figure emerges from the air.

The general knife of the fog knife was covered with a cloak, and the face was hidden in the shadows, carrying his hands and looking at the messy camp below. The fog knives who were cleaning up the ruins in the strongholds and treating the injured companions looked at them and then saluted him silently on one knee.

"What happened?" The knives of the knives were so cold that the sound of the knife sounded round and round, and across the wide river, the longevity camp on the other side heard his cold voice.

A killer captain jumped a few times, took a glimpse of the shadow to the bottom of the city wall, and said the consequences of a scorpion dragon with a few big scorpions.

He focused on it. If it wasn't for Wu Tie and Lao Tie, it attracted the attention of Xiaolong, and even injured Xiaolong with unknown means. It was feared that all the creatures of the entire fog knife were swallowed up by Xiaolong.

"A... 蛟龙?" The voice of the general knife of the knives is a bit of joy: "Good baby, good fortune, I don't think I have just come, there is such good luck!"

"To summon all the hands, I also try to taste the dragon."

"Although it is just a dragon, it is also a dragon."

"Dragons... even a scale, it’s baby."

After listening to the command of the "Fog Knife", the original order was here, as well as the newly arrived fog knife killer, and the servant soldiers quickly acted.

Their rapid reorganization team assembled a large number of long-range attack weapons, and all the arrows were quenched with secret venom, ready to follow the ‘haze knife’ total command line ‘Slayer’.

......

It was dark in front of me.

In the boundless darkness, there is a faintly swearing book.

The voice of the man is very gentle, but full of a sense of strength that is just, straight, and unyielding.

This voice has extremely wonderful power. Wu Tie feels that his soul is soaked in the warm water, very comfortable and very useful. He can clearly perceive his soul to become stronger in a trace.

The power of the soul determines the strength and weakness of the talented supernatural powers. It is logical that Wu Tian’s talented magical powers are controlled by the control of the world.

Although I don't know what happened, in this darkness, listening to the gentle singer of the man, Wu Tie understood what kind of supernatural power is ‘浩然正气’.

Heaven and earth, righteousness.

The world of meditation, omniscience, to the strongest, is grand and magnificent.

Hao Ranzheng, he can be used to attack the magical powers, specifically to restrain all the power of evil spirits.

But his greatest use is to temper the soul, to enhance the essence of the soul, to go straight to the heart of the heavens and the earth, to reach the ultimate sanctuary of the heavens and the earth, is the top-level method of cultivation and cultivation of morality.

Under the circumstance of Wu Tie, in order to deal with the dragon, the body has just had a basic foundation of the heroic out of the nest ... This is like playing a wild dog with a beautiful jade, completely mistaken use.

With a desperate effort, all the power in the body is consumed.

The soul power only left a trace of a little bit, the body's blood burned more than half, the body is empty, like a piece of dried bacon.

However, after the soul power is exhausted, the new soul power is refined and condensed several times more than the original soul power under the tempering of the soul. The new soul power has stronger power.

The blood burned for most of the time, and the remaining blood was filled with faint golden light, which was condensed and heavy, and it contained more strength and vitality than the original blood.

There is a familiar heat flow that flows through the body.

There is a constant flow of liquid from the mouth and then a gentle burst in the abdomen.

Someone is constantly building a base for Wuwu.

The body is almost squeezed by the smashed iron and iron, and there is constant energy to be added. The bone marrow that has undergone subtle changes is constantly creating new blood to supplement the loss, and the power of loss is continually responding in a little bit.

In the darkness, the gentle voice gradually loudened.

Then more voices rang in the darkness, and they echoed the voice, as well as the scriptures that Wu Tie could not hear and could not understand.

Can't understand, can't understand...

But Wu Tie inexplicably shed tears.

This is the movement from the blood, a kind of travel through time and space, through the years, as long as the blood is still inherited, it will not be cut off.

Passing on fire, life and death.

The gentle voice is also good. The sounds of mixed men, women and children are also good. Every voice makes Wu Tie feel incomparable.

In the darkness, Wu Tingmei's golden light group gradually recovered. The original golden light of the thumb size has now become the size of a goose egg, and the golden light is much thicker than before, and a trace of blood is looming in the golden light.

The darkness shattered and Wu Tie opened his eyes.

In front of it is a bright light, white miserable ceilings emit bright light, the ceiling, the walls, the floor are dust-free.

Witch iron is lying in the center of the metal hall, and his side is the instrument that makes the building base. There were more than two hundred bottles of foundation-based pharmacy piled up around him, and several yuan were busy running around the bottle.

The big iron is a bit clean, and he can't see any **** in the ancient gods.

The old iron stood in front of the witch iron, and the white miserable sly face did not see any expression, and the **** light in the eyes, staring at the witch iron.

As a matter of fact, Wu Tie could not see any expression from the old iron face.

But his flashing eyes are full of strong emotions.

Wu Tie was shocked and hurriedly jumped up and grabbed the tight-fitting armor that was shrunk into a spherical shape. A Yuan Zhen took it in. The white metal juice flowed through the body and quickly turned into a body to cover the body.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Wu Tie asked the old iron a little ignorant.

The old iron eyes flashed for a while, then shook his head, ‘Wang Wang’ yelled three times, then laughed.

The grinning smile, the white miserable face smile like this, but there is no such thing as a sly look, Wu Tie can feel the joy and happiness of the old iron.

"Nothing, just... Inexplicable mood is very good... Although, Laozi has no heart..." The old iron looked at Wu Xing with his head up and down: "Is it awe-inspiring? Is it really awe-inspiring?"

Waiting for Wu Tie to answer, the old iron muttered: "It seems that one of your ancestors, there is a scholar... or, is the family of the scholar..."

"Han is right, good." Old iron ‘咔咔’ smiled: “At least, after you walk the night, don’t be afraid of ghosts...”

"Ghost?" Wu Tieyan looked at the old iron with a big eye: "Grey Master said the story of the ‘ghost’, but... I have never seen it. Is there really a ghost in the world?”

The old iron shook his head, and he laughed aloud: "I haven’t seen it before... Who knows the ghosts?"

More than a dozen metal spiders slowly walked over with two sharp corners that were more than three meters long. The two horns threw the sharp corners at the feet of Wu Tie.

This is the two corners on the faucet.

The black lacquered sharp-edged pen has a fine spiral pattern on the top, and the tip is extremely sharp, revealing a touch of frost.

"Well, your kid, it’s really embarrassing to start... and it’s too clever."

The old iron opened his mouth and smiled happily.

"Just a punch, just to break the skull below the two corners, just two corners fell."

"A Snapdragon, at least 30% of the essence is on a pair of horns... It must have hated you."

Wu Tie also smiled triumphantly, although he did not know what the punch of his fist was, and he did not know the ins and outs of this magical power, but he was very satisfied with the power of the punch.

Although after a boxing out, taking time out of the body, the feeling of fainting is too uncomfortable.

"But, this big guy can't hold me a punch." Wu Tie reached out and grabbed the dragon's horn at the foot, laughing at the old iron: "Or, think of a way, let's solve the big guy... ”

Wu Tie looked at the big instrument that was making medicine.

He did not wear his gloved hands and held a sharp horn that was more than three meters long.

The first phalanx of his left index finger violently trembled. The flesh of the flesh that had just been born blew into a **** fog. This phalanx was like a sharp knife tofu, and it pierced the black sturdy and sharp dragon's horn. in.

The sound of ‘啪’, the violently oscillating phalanx stirred the entire dragon's horn.

It is more than three meters long. The thickest root has a bucket of thick horns. The large pieces of ash are scattered. Only a little black light is like a lot of fireflies flying around Wu Xing's left hand, and a few breaths. Was swallowed by this phalanx.

Wu Tie’s eyes were mammoth, tears in his eyes, and hysterical pain.

The first phalanx of his left index finger is burning, as if a small sun was swallowed in and the whole phalanx was burning. The bizarre, terrible energy torrents boil and fuse in the whole phalanx, and a black torrent that flows from the first phalanx to the second phalanx, flows to the third phalanx, and then flows to the corresponding metacarpal below. .

A thin black flame flew out of the first phalanx and plunged into the adjacent thumb and middle finger.

The iron on the thumb and **** of Wu Tie was burnt and rotten, and the three phalanx of his thumb and the **** of his thumb were slowly discolored.

When all the black radiances of the dragon's horn are inhaled by the first phalanx, Wu Tie's entire left hand palm is burning.

He sighed with sorrow and continually rolled on the ground.

He was so painful that his eyes were black, and the whole person was losing his senses. He suddenly rushed out with a punch.

A muffled sound, the largest body of a body can rush through the front of an empty bottle, just hit him by a punch.

On the big belly of the metal spider, there is a clear half-inch punch.

The clear boxing is like a master craftsman craftsman, and every detail on the phalanx is so clearly visible.

At the same time, the old iron and the big iron pumped a cold air, and the big iron swiftly rotated three times in the same place, screaming at the rush of the old iron.

The blood in the old iron scorpion almost condensed into substance.

He muttered a few words and didn't know what to say, and then nodded awkwardly: "A dragon's horn is like this... So, what if it's the bone of the whole dragon?"

"And, Grandpa, I remember, that day... The finger of this kid seems to have shattered the guy's straight knife, and also swallowed the metal essence of the knife."

"Get rid of that dragon..."

The old iron was shot on the big head of the big iron: "In addition, there are not many minerals here? Let these yuan be able to smash and speed up mining!"

"You guy, as an ancient **** barracks... you should also use it."

Wu Tie’s left palm was burned and burnt, and he was already fainted.

The old iron grabbed him and dragged him to the metal hall where Yang Lan was.

As he walked, he muttered.

"This is a good thing, it is also a bad thing... It’s not going to happen. After he fights, he flies in the flesh and blood. That’s really... beautiful...”