Chapter 822: Stealing authority

Winning or losing does not matter.
The bonfire did not protect the wind, but it swayed gently, quickly shrinking, turning into a little soy-sized fire and flying back to the meteorite in the wind.
Bonfire, human sacred fire, the treasures of the Taizu people.
It can suppress the aristocratic air transport, and under the urging of the bonfire, the wind can easily defeat the tens of thousands of loose ethnic groups gathered, and the heart is not a large army of ropes.
Under the warm fire of the bonfire, the unruly Terran tribes have no resistance.
But when the tens of billions of people, when they are savvy and spirited, under the traction of the mountains and rivers, under the control of the sly 'soul's talent, they will completely become a will to crush down. At the time, the campfire was free from the control of the wind.
The sacred objects of the Terran, the Terran of the Terran, and the inheritance of the bonfire are for the protection of the Terran, and to suppress the human race.
The meaning of his existence is not to kill the Terran, not to suppress the Terran itself.
When you need me, I will shelter you.
When you don't want me, I will let you go.
Bonfire, like the parents of the human race - when your young body can't resist the storms of the outside world, he will do his best to protect you, warm you, teach you, let you grow and be strong, let you have Enough time and space to grow.
When you feel that you are strong enough, then you push the door open and use your own muscle chest to meet the challenges of the storm... The bonfire will not stop you and will not restrain you.
He was quietly in the little lair, looking at you tenderly.
Even if you fly to the sky and forget to return, he will only exist there quietly, and there will be no complaints.
When you are covered with scars and back to the original lair, only his warm embrace will not contain you, warm you, let you recover, let you regain courage, and then go straight to the outside world. A stormy wave.
This is the human holy.
This is the human sacred fire.
The trillion-dollar people united into a unified, determined will--when he fell like a skyrocket, the bonfire felt this determined will, so he converges on his own power and quietly returns. On the rock.
Bonfire, treats all human beings equally.
He is not because the wind is a descendant of the deaf person, the body has the blood of the deaf, and he is stubborn to help him.
No such thing, the bonfire is like a fair, enlightened parent. In the face of his own son’s slaps, he will treat all children equally, not because they like it more. Things.
Therefore, the wind is very sad and has lost the refuge of the bonfire.
Just relying on his own mana, only by relying on a congenital ancient treasure, the wind may be able to fight against the gods of the Dajin Shenguo, but he can't fight against the Jiangshan community of the entire Jinjin Kingdom. Millions of people in the community.
The yellow pagoda is full of flames, and countless strange colors continue to spew out from the pagoda.
The pagoda with several tens of thousands of feet was suppressed to shrink a little bit, and the roaring roar of the wind was constantly coming from the ground. He was suppressed from breathless, and the mana was burning rapidly, but there was no trace of heaven and earth to supplement him.
There are constant fractures coming.
The legendary monk is not famous for its strong bones and physical strength. The monk is not a saint who is good at fighting.
Therefore, the blood of the invaders of the invaders will certainly not have the same terrorist recovery power as the witches.
God knows how many healed boulevards he has served in the underground. These precious avenues Baodan have repaired his broken bones again and again, but the huge pressure in the sky has been crushed down, and his bones have been repeated again and again. Fragmentation.
This kind of torture is even more terrifying than the martial arts that they had suffered before.
As the great prince of the Sui Dynasty, the life-saving Baodan on the wind is definitely not a small number. He has enough Baodan to squander. However, in this situation, the more he squandered the boulevard, the more suffering he suffered.
"Sui Dynasty? Xia Wang?" He screamed loudly at high altitude: "Look at you now, like a dog that has been crushed on the ground?"
Several old-fashioned eunuchs screamed and screamed, each holding a very long, extremely thin thorn sword, turned into a glimpse of the sky.
The embarrassing swearing of an old dog, there is a raging thunder and a strong eternal ideology of the people descending from the sky, the end of the right squatting on several old eunuchs.
The bangs continued, and the defensive spirits of the old eunuchs roared and swayed in the violent thunder, releasing a large ray of light to illuminate the void. In just a few breaths, these Lingbao faint, powerful, and then collapsed, collapsed, and exploded into countless pieces falling from the air like a firefly.
Several old eunuchs were drowned by thunder, and their snoring continued for a while in the thunder, and they were smashed.
A number of extremely large columns of light rise to the sky, and the gods are degraded. The enormous mana and the great spirits of the body return to the heavens and the earth, forming this glorious pillar of light.
Countless black smoke swirled in the air, turning into a huge vortex, swallowing a few beams of light.
羲繇 羲繇 暗 暗 暗 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神
'belch'!
He was beaten with a very satisfying fullness, and his strange undulating waves spread.
Wu Tie was extremely sensitive. He swallowed up the old eunuchs, and even the heavens and avenues they had enlightened were swallowed and smothered with their own twins and gods.
The rhythm of the different avenues of the law that emanate from the body has been more than three hundred.
In the ‘Wang Shen’ of the Sui Dynasty, this is also the top existence...
The practice of several old eunuchs is similar. The principles of the avenues of comprehension are similar. If you use this kind of secret technique, you will swallow a few more powers from the Sui Dynasty.
Wu Tie’s face twitched. He looked at the yellow pagoda that had been suppressed by a little bit of shrinking. He said:
Hey, give me the wind... I don’t want to be against you.

I laughed awkwardly.
"I don't want to be an enemy with me? Wu Tie, are you now qualified to be an enemy of me?" The figure of the cockroach emerged from the Jiangshan community. He raised his hands high and looked at the sky and screamed at the sky. : "I, hey, at this moment, who can defeat me?"
Less than 10,000 sects of the dynasty banned the army and they were best at using the squadrons on weekdays, turning into a thunder and rushing into the sky.
Thousands of inferior gods, hundreds of gods, dozens of gods, more than twenty gods, and several of them are fascinating and close to the realm of ‘wangshen’. So many people rushed into the sky, and the worst handle of a stalk was also the weapon of the sacred squad.
This force, placed on the mainland of the Three Kingdoms, before the emergence of Wu Tie, was enough to sweep across the continent and easily destroy the foundations of the three countries.
Even if Jiang Mayin, who is personally controlled by Sima, is not able to withstand the military array even if he personally presided over the Jiangshan big battle.
However, it was replaced by a scorpion... It was replaced by a sacred mythical talent, and it was replaced by the scorpion and spirit of countless people in the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty. Power has exceeded the imagination of these ruins.
If a million baht bans the army, 300,000 Bailian Palace disciples are present, or Bai Suxin also has those top-notch heritage treasures, perhaps they still have the opportunity to compete with the big battles.
But at the moment...
The army of the Sui Dynasty was a remnant, defeated, the main defeated, and the morale collapsed...
Less than 10,000 people rushed to the high ground, the vast thunder fell in the void, and more black wind, blue snow, burning mountains, boiling ocean poured down. The small military squadrons clashed and smashed a large piece of emptiness, only to see a strip of people annihilated in the military squad, and the stalwarts of the banned squadrons were scattered and smashed.
A beam of light rises into the sky, and the black vortex in the air is getting bigger and bigger.
羲繇 羲繇 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞 吞
Can't let the crazy cockroaches continue to be so strong.
Wu Tie faintly felt instinctive uneasiness... With the current state of mind, with the powerful power he is now in control, if he continues to be unscrupulously strong, with the grievance between him and Wu Tie, God knows what he will do. ?
Wu Tie holds a black sword, and is about to cooperate with the Sui Dynasty military squad to attack the squadron of the mountains and rivers. Suddenly a horrible soul wave has come from Wu Tie.
Wearing a long black dress, the long hair with dark hair is like a waterfall, and the face is faintly colored. The scorpion is as cold as a ghost, barefoot, standing quietly behind the witch. To ten miles.
With the magical power of Wu Tie today, he actually could not find out when the cockroach appeared.
If it wasn’t for the voluptuous release of this horrible spirit, Wu Tie did not notice that he had already arrived so close.
"Hey...you mother and son, what do you want to do?"
Wu Tie looked at the sigh of breath and the coldness of his face. He only felt that his heart was pumping one by one, and there was a feeling that the big thing was not good.
Oh, there shouldn't be such a strong force.
unless……
"What to do? I want to do what he wants to do, he wants to complete his heart's obsession, this is what the palace wants to do." Qing Qing said coldly: "Two daughters of Luyao They should be the masters of this territory. They are the granddaughters of the palace."
"As for the palace, you must be the emperor of the Fuxi Kingdom." He looked at the martial arts and other people who were hanging under the gate of the Miyagi Castle. He said coldly: "Look at that." Wu Le, look at the white, a group of funeral dogs, lost the face of the ancestors of the Yi people... Are they qualified to take charge of Fuxi Shenguo?"
The flames of black surround the body, and the icy black fireworks rushed hundreds of feet high.
A wave of powerful and horrible spirits fluctuated across the square. On the ground, countless tribal leaders from the underground, tribal elders, and the warriors of those tribes were fainted by the horror of this horror.
No matter the weakest sense of the Xuanjing monk, or the most powerful power of the gods, there is no resistance to the horror of this horror.
"Your strength..." Wu Tiejing looked at him.
At this moment, the feeling of giving Wu Tie is a hundred times stronger than the cockroaches that are being killed and swallowed in the air.
"This is the power of the Yi people." He smiled and looked at Wu Tie: "You certainly don't know how strong the Qiang people are... and this power that is enough to sweep the world is hidden by their bad wife. In the ancestral space of the Yi people, it was so white and moldy.
"I used to have no way to use this power."
"But since... since that day..." squinting, smiling and looking at Wu Tie: "Since being controlled by the so-called Tianmo, I seem to have awakened some strange talents... I am in the identity of the Yi It is also distinguished enough, and I can connect the ancestral space on weekdays."
"I just used a little insignificant little means to steal the power of the great mother in the space of the ancestral spirit."
"Now, I can borrow the power of the entire Yi people... The power of the entire Yi people is used for me." He smiled and raised his hands high: "You can feel the supreme majesty." What? This is... the ancient saint, the source of strength left by the emperor!"
"My son, hey, will definitely be the Lord of Fuxi God...not just that." He smiled loudly: "The Sui Dynasty can come here, then we can go to the Sui Dynasty."
"My son, hey, why can't you be the Lord of the Sui Dynasty? I heard that it is a godland that is hundreds of times more powerful than the Three Kingdoms. My son, hey, there is only this. The national dynasty can match him." The smile is extremely flattering.
Her body swayed slightly, her long skirt squirmed violently, and soon, a black-tailed snake tail slipped out of her long skirt, and her pair of white bare feet had disappeared without a trace. .
The upper part of her body was inflated. Soon she became a body length in front of Wu Tie. The upper body also had a godlike image of nearly ten feet and a human body.
Rubbing her hands to the void, her left hand was smoky, and a black compass appeared.
A black flame spurted on her right hand and a black ruler emerged.
Compass, space.
Ruler, time.
The emperor and the Fuxi, the two sages of the Taikoo, took charge of time and space and manipulated the avenues of the road that could not be counted in time and space.
They are the two most powerful saints in the ancient myths and legends related to the Terran.
In the ancestral space of the Yi people, there is the power left by them...
God knows how cockroaches stole this authority and stole the power of the ancestral space of the Yi people.
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Even the consciousness seems to be completely frozen and dead.