MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 89 Ice wind tornado
Shi Meng slammed and jumped over and grabbed a thick tower shield in front of him.
The blue-white flame impacted on the tower shield, and the tower shield caused by the forging of the fine steel was instantly burnt red.
The tower shield, which is two feet thick and two meters high and one meter wide, is violently shaken. The flame ejected by the flames is not only extremely high, but also has a strong impact.
The surface of the tower shield began to melt rapidly. Under the impact of the flame, a large piece of molten metal screamed and spouted around, and the Dashicheng soldiers who burned far and near were screaming.
Some of the closer fighters were sprayed with molten metal, and each one was burnt and full of faces. The lizard archer, who was wearing a soft armor, was screamed by the splashing metal juice, and all of them screamed and screamed.
The stone mammoth screamed, his hands clinging to the handrail behind the tower shield, and the metal-cast handrails had become red.
His palm is like a pig's trotter placed on an iron plate, constantly making a sound of ‘嗤嗤’.
Fortunately, he activated the blood of the giant, the body became extremely strong, and his hands were covered with a layer of rock-like grayish white.
The high temperature in which the steel is melted is only to make the stone palms open, and there is no real irreparable serious injury to him.
The heat in the witch iron body is turbulent, and the sputum energy released by the lava grass is transformed into a little bit of golden light into the eyebrow. In a short period of time, the black fog in front of his eyes dissipated, and he replied with a little spirit.
Reluctant to rebuild the foundation to restore the spirit, Wu Tie jumped up, took a steel gun on the weapon frame behind him, and tried his best to throw the past into the huge flames.
The steel gun made a stern blow, and brought a glare of glare on the head of the flames.
The steel gun almost just touched the shell of the flame phishing ant, the whole gun head was already burnt red, the gun tip softened at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by a muffled sound of '噗', the whole steel gun was in this flame The ants of the golden ants froze into a sap.
"I rely!" Wu Tie swears a dirty word.
"I can't help it!" Shi Meng also snorted. The tower shield in his hand was completely melted by the flames of the golden ants. The fire column rushed to the stone, and the stone screamed. , was fired back by the fire column and went backwards again and again.
Seeing the skin of the upper part of the stone violently changing color, and then there are countless blisters.
The blisters blasted, and a large body of fluid mixed with plasma spouted. Before the blood was dropped on the ground, the blue-white flame evaporated the blood. The upper part of Shi Meng’s upper body became dark and was directly vaporized by the terrible high temperature.
"Give me, open!" Shi Meng screamed, and he pointed to the wall of the flame at the foot of the golden ant. The rock squirmed and suddenly broke a very deep gap.
The huge flame of the golden ants suddenly fell into the deep crack, the stone fierce teeth and the teeth of the hands together, they heard the 'rumbling' loud noise, the city wall suddenly closed inward, the flames of the golden ants The clip is inside the stone.
The body of the flame-throwing golden ant was caught by the wall, and only a head of a cow-head was exposed outside the city wall.
Wu Tie rushed up, his eyebrows were sore, and he was unable to use it. He rushed up, holding his hands and holding the high-temperature flames to smash the golden ant head.
The flesh of both hands burned fiercely, and the flesh under the elbows of both hands was rapidly blackened and carbonized.
The pain hit, but Wu Tie has become accustomed to the pain of this fire.
Well, this level of pain is similar to the pain in the mystery of the ancient **** barracks, the first time I absorbed two dragons. At that time, he still had a high-temperature flame on his whole body, and his body was almost cooked.
"Give me, die!" Wu iron roared, his hands holding the flames of the golden ants' heads.
‘咔嚓’, the head of the flames of gold ants was twisted down by Wu Tie’s brute force.
The white egg lying on the chest flashed with a glimmer of light, and the huge, lethal-sounding flame of the golden ant body suddenly became cold. All of its blood, all vitality, and its soul are instantly absorbed, and even the red-hot carapace fades.
"Ha ha ha, good brother, do beautiful!" Shi Meng, regardless of the burns of his hands, slaps a slap on the shoulders of Wu Tie, he shouted: "From today, you are the commander of Dashi... ...hey, consider, the big sister of the Shishi family has a chest-big-fart-stock, the most capable of giving birth to a male doll..."
Shi Meng’s palm squirted a large piece of blood and dyed the shoulders of Wu Tie.
He smiled disapprovingly: "The dolls they gave birth are as strong as the burdock."
Not far away, the iron eighty-eight axe headed a flame of gold ants down the wall, he refused to be wounded by the flames of the golden ant's wrist, tearing open to the side: "Impossible... Laozi I was born with eighty-eight pounds... eighty-eight pounds!"
Wu Tie’s face violently twitched.
He looked at Shi Meng, who was smiling, and then looked at a screaming iron eighty-eight, and suddenly laughed.
This **** guy, he likes them!
Hahaha, even if you face these terrible, **** flames, you will be surrounded by these guys. It’s great!
"There is no clothes, and you have the same hatred..."
The white tiger guard arm of Wu Tie's right hand trembled gently, and a fierce murderous squirt from the arm guards, like a cold spring water flowing through the whole body.
A stranger, Wu Tie dared to swear that he had never learned, whether the old iron or the gray master did not teach his songs in his mind.
The rhythm is simple and the lyrics are simple.
But an inexplicable killing lingering in it, Wu Tie is sweating...
Oh, his sweaty hair has been burned cleanly by the high temperature emitted by the flames of the flaming ants, and the long hair is burned to the full light. Now the witch iron is full of light, and it is clean with a cockroach. Like the eggs.
The pores of his body suddenly closed, and there were countless goose bumps.
Then, in a dense goose bump, a squirt like a real cold squirt, and there is a hint of white light flashing in the eyes of Wu Tie's eyes.
Cold, ruthless, like a lot of slashing swords in the flow of shuttles, full of a violent chill of the sand.
"It's good to have you!" Wu Tie muttered to himself, and he suddenly fell into a strange state.
At this moment, he can perfectly control all the functions of his body.
The lava grass that he had just swallowed was rapidly digested, and the radiant energy of his path was transformed by his body, and it was transformed into a golden light group with pure spiritual power and eyebrows.
The faint golden light that almost extinguished quickly illuminates.
But the leaves of the two lava grasses obviously cannot restore the entire golden light.
Wu Tie slammed out the special metal tweezers from the waist pocket, and stuffed the eight intact lava grasses inside, one of the lava grasses that had taken most of them into the mouth, and swallowed them.
Everything happens between the lights and stones.
Everything happened so fast.
There is an extraordinary instinct for the battle, and the stone that is extremely sensitive to the battle is exuded by the whole body of Wu Tie, just like the horrible killing of veterans who have spent the rest of their lives.
When Wu Tie's body was full of savage, Shi Meng even thought that there was a murderous demon king who murdered his wilderness!
He turned his head sharply and looked down at Wu Tie.
Then he saw Wu Ting swallowing so much lava grass.
Shi Meng’s face was drawn into a ball, and he jerked out his hand to stop the arbitrariness of Wu Tie.
The little guy who built the base area, taking a complete lava grass must be dying and dying, but Wu Tie, he actually swallowed so much!
"Death!" Shi Meng couldn't stop it. He slammed his eyes and screamed.
Witch iron body pain, a large piece of plasma in the pores of the body sprayed out.
At that moment, it was like a volcano erupted inside him.
The whole body functions to the extreme, the huge spiritual power controls the whole body, and perfectly controls every cell in the whole body.
Every cell has its own functions. Under the strong spiritual power of Wu Tie, all his body tissues are running ten times and 100 times more efficiently.
Every cell, every nerve, every blood vessel, every muscle, bone, and so on...
In the human body, there are some nerves, some muscles, and some organs, which are beyond the control of human subjective thoughts. For example, a normal person, he can not control his heartbeat with his own ideas!
But at the moment, Wu Tie, he did it perfectly.
All the physiology of the whole body is included in the control of the enormous spiritual power.
The lava stone's medicinal power broke out. At the moment of the explosion, Wu Tie's body was severely impacted, and his body was almost blown up.
But then, with his mental power controlling the whole body, his whole body function is ten times and 100 times stronger. In the blink of an eye, all the medicines are perfectly accommodated, absorbed, transformed by his body, and turned into a path between the fingers. The pure golden creek rushed into the eyebrows.
The fighting intuition is a hundred times stronger.
The fighting instinct is strengthened.
The combat experience that has gone through countless life and death tests has suddenly come.
Wu Tie's cold and ruthless eyes swept across the battlefield. In his mind, the knowledge taught by countless old irons was rolling.
His brainpower is consuming rapidly, and he is insanely reading the knowledge that the old iron passed on to him. A white water vapor appeared on his bare head, and his brain almost boiled.
"The flames of gold ants, the body contains high temperatures, eat on metal... The outer shell is almost entirely made of metal."
"Low temperature... is their natural enemy."
Wu Tie got the biggest weakness of these flames in a thousandth of a second, and got the best way to deal with them.
He looked up at the tower and the tower on the wall.
A group of Yuanshi masters in Dashicheng are releasing the wind to resist the fire outside the city, and the three or five Yuan Masters who are sparsely pulled down to drop the ice crystals, trying to lower the temperature on the wall.
But these meta-masters...are really weak.
"Really weak..."
The ice crystals that the three or five yuan mages tried to drop were just flashing on the wall. The white ice crystals could not even fall on the wall, and they were completely evaporated by the high temperature emitted by the flames.
As the number of flaming gold ants on the wall is increasing, even the dense fog that these Yuan Masters condense is evaporated, and the ice crystals that can fall are becoming thinner.
Wu Tie whispered to himself, he reached out, the invisible force field shook a little, and a piece of blue ice crystal falling from the sky, the thumb-sized secluded blue ice crystal penetrated the fire sea created by the flames of golden ants, and fell lightly. In his hands.
Ice crystals were absorbed by Wu Tie's palm.
Just after being burned, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the hands of the bones can be seen. With the supplement of the enormous amount of lava grass, the body function of Wu Tie is enhanced by a hundred times, and his wound has healed rapidly.
The hands are white and jade, and there is a faint flash of treasure.
Strong fighting instinct, fighting consciousness control the whole body, Wu Tiemei's golden light group is violently zoomed, and the wave of spiritual fluctuations fluctuates rapidly. Gradually, his spiritual fluctuation frequency approaches a certain specific speed. frequency.
"The power of frost... first of all, the power of water."
Wu iron whispered, his eyebrows burst into flames of golden flames, and a wave of powerful shock waves swept in all directions.
Even standing next to Wushi Tie, who was screaming at Wu Tie’s stone fierce, was swept by a sudden and powerful impact, and the incomparably big head fell on the wall.
Still not waiting for the stone to climb up, Wu Tie hands wave forward.
Inexplicable, over the city of Dashicheng, a large cloud of clouds condensed, and then the sound of the waters of the 哗 啦 啦 啦 , , , , , , , 哗 哗 哗 ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ ’ 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗
A hairspray contains a strong force, and each fist-sized waterdrop is comparable to a boulder thrown by a trebuchet.
Numerous drops of water swept across the wall of this side. Thousands of flaming gold ants rushing to the wall were beaten back by the water droplets. The water drops collided with the high temperature carapace, constantly making a dull crash, and evaporating water at a high temperature. The sound of '嗤嗤' keeps ringing.
Wu Tie-face looked at the stone screaming of the wolverine, and said: "The lava grass, or other similar grass, is more good."
Shi Meng stayed, and he jumped off the wall, slamming his legs toward the warehouse in the middle of the city.
In just a dozen breaths, Shi Meng ran back with a huge basket of baskets filled with lava grass, and dozens of Yuan grasses that were significantly higher than lava grass.
Wu Tie grabbed a large lava grass and stuffed it into his mouth with no expression.
The clouds were more intense, and the heavy rain whistled. The fist-sized water column instantly rushed out of the wall and the flames of gold ants all drove out of the wall.
"The extreme cold of the water is ice."
Wu Tie’s eyes turned into a miserable white, white miserable white, no feelings, no temperature, only absolute rationality and coldness.
His ten points to the front and his nails turned blue.
The sky drops suddenly disappeared, accompanied by the harsh whistling sound, dozens of ice storms rise flat, the tornado with a diameter of several meters spewed the frosty cold, and screamed into the tangled flames of the golden ant colony.
