Chapter 902: Breaking opportunities (2)

The witch iron stood on a cluster of crystals several feet tall and looked up at the neatly-suspended coffin.
Bits of cyan sap fluttered across the sky, constantly merging into a coffin.
Suddenly, a long sigh came from one of the nine coffins floating in the highest place: "The road is difficult, as difficult as the chicks go to the sky ..."
In the nine highest coffins, a hoarse scolding sound came out: "The is inaccessible, the road is difficult, it is as difficult as a dog to swallow ..."
"Both brothers are shit, it is difficult to grow on the road, it is difficult to plant green lotus in the fire ..." Another dry voice began.
Immediately afterwards, three people began to spit on each other.
"Both brothers are putting up bad farts ... How difficult is it for chicks to get up on the sky? It ’s hard to go up on the sky with a little wisdom, teach a Dapeng spread wings, and give it ten thousand years of cultivation."
"Is it difficult to plant a green lotus in the fire? With my brother and my magical power, do n’t talk about planting a green lotus. What radishes, cabbages, and sweet potatoes we ca n’t grow? All living people plant them for you. Look! "
"So, that, that, the dog wants to swallow the sky, isn't it hard? Give him a spleen of blood, give him chaos to swallow the heavens, and bite a hole in this void, and it is easy!"
The three refused to give in to each other and spit each other.
Finally, in the middle of the nine coffins, the one in the middle said quietly: "Shut up, what about a group of small people? The older they are, the less they look."
The three Taoists shut up, and there was no sound in the palace.
After a long time, there was a voice in the coffin in the middle of the mouth: "What's the situation outside? How many ... how many ... that, the materials?"
Wu Tie was invisible, looking up at the coffins.
Hehe, these Taoist people of Qinglian concept still have a little shame. They didn't say ‘sacrifice’, they just said ‘materials’.
For a while, there was a flash of fire in the lowermost coffin and the outermost coffin, and then a respectful voice came out of the coffin: "Old ancestors, the three kings supported by Qinglian Guan, have already I got it, 30% of the material. "
Wu Tie's face jerked violently.
A burst of blood rushed into the brain with anger, two eyes suddenly became scarlet.
30% material?
According to the introduction of the mist, if the power of a god's realm is the highest, if he breaks through the heavenly imprisonment through sacrifices and enters the rank of honor, he will either offer a thousand sacrifices to him who are quite capable of cultivating him ... Or, ordinary people will have to offer sacrifices Ten billion or more.
30% of the materials, the three kings supported by Qinglianguan, have slaughtered 3 billion ordinary people?
They're messing up, how many days have it been?
It's only been a few days!
At the highest level, in the coffin in the middle, the old ancestor of Qinglian Guan sighed: "As soon as possible, as soon as possible ... we have been here for too long, too long ... we, really Can't stand it. "
"But we are not reconciled."
"We are born with great wisdom, we are born with great talents, we are only a hundred years old, and we step on the peak of Shinto, and then for ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, we must not go in, or even in the meditation, Extinction is coming. "
"Can you reconcile? Not reconcile ... we know that the world is endless, we know that the sky is vast and vast, we know this world, the universe, and the endless scenery, the endless mysteries, waiting for us to appreciate, Waiting for us to explore. "
"How can we be willing?"
"But, they don't allow this side of the world ... they don't allow us to go any further."
"We have also thought about keeping our heart and our bottom line, and that's it ... returning to nothing? But we are really not willing, really, not willing ... we want to live!"
"To live, to live endlessly, we need to be eternal and immortal."
"Once we were afraid of the old women of Jingdao, but now, even in the core of Jingdao, there are people ... someone ..." The voice suddenly became extremely mild: "Even among them, there are people Contaminated with demonic spirit ... "
"Then the most terrifying threat above us is gone."
"In times of trouble, it is time for us, for our descendants, to find a way out."
"We must go against the sky, we, when breaking the shackles, ours, should be free and happy."
"As the order continues, the three kings supported by my Qinglian Temple, while collecting materials, must fight against those supported by Honglian Temple and White Lotus Palace. Kill them as much as possible, obstruct them, and never allow them. In the palace, there is respect. "
"Just wait for us to make a breakthrough, when we flatten the red lotus and level the white lotus, this dynasty, when the green lotus has exclusive respect!"
In the 100,000 coffins, countless old, husky voices sounded at the same time: "This dynasty, when Qinglian has exclusive respect!"
At the highest level, in the middle of a coffin, the ancestor of Qinglian Guan smiled with satisfaction: "After Qinglian's esteem, he bears the brunt of it and settles the Wu State ... The number of people in the Wu State is really ... coveted. "
"After conquering the Wu Kingdom, when hundreds of children can break through the ranks of honor ... then, using the Wu Kingdom as a pedal, according to the coordinates transmitted from the island, swept all the way."
"When my Qinglian Temple has 100,000 kings coming to the world, the island that has been making waves and is in charge of the fate of the so-called human race should come to an end."
"My view of Qinglian should be the common owner of the human race."
A group of self-enclosed and self-imposed prisoners, I don't know how many years of sleep, but now the green lotus sages who cheated and succumbed to their souls shouted and cheered, one by one excited and dancing, really giving the crowd a sense of magic dance.
Witch Iron could not help shaking his head.
One hundred thousand honor?
How many sacrifices would you have to pay if you were given 100,000 honors?
One is ten billion, one hundred thousand ...
The witch iron exploded with sweat and sweat. These self-imposed prisoners who don't know how many thousands of years have completely distorted their mindset. They no longer treat themselves as a human.
They are already another creature.
Wu Tie didn't hesitate, crushing the poisonous seal of the palm and starting to burn it.
"By the way, I'm just like you, and I'm not a good thing. But at least, I still have a compassion."
"I, at least, can be merciful to the weak, merciful grassroots ... and you ..."
"I don't say how much better I am than you, but at least I won't be as bad as you are."
In Wu Tie's mind, he flashed the scenes of his childhood, childhood, and adolescence.
The immense power of the soul is enough for him to dig up those things that he has forgotten for a long time.
For example, the scene where he was just born, the scene where he was breastfeeding in Aunt's arms, and he was taken by the Witch Wars and journeyed from Kariya all the way back to Wujia Stone Castle.
His childhood, his childhood, his teenager.
There are fathers, elder brothers, those dwarf, cute dwarfs, and dwarf cubs.
There are also those large lizards and several large boa constrictors raised in the Wujijia Stone Castle.
Those tauren warriors, werewolf warriors.
Especially those cow heads, they will never be full, but they will be hungry and save the rations to others. They are bloodthirsty in battle, but in their free time, they are all old and loyal bulls.
By the way, they can't be allowed to drink. These guys, when they drink, can drink the Wujia Stone Castle and go bankrupt.
There are those dwarves, dwarf miners, and their hard work has supported the development of the Wujia Stone Castle.
The too powerful spirit power reminds the witch iron even to remember the names of every dwarf, every dwarf, every bull head, every werewolf in the Witch House Stone Castle and their looks.
In addition, his life has been completely burned, and has become the gray master of witch iron.
The gray master once blessed the witch iron maggots, and the power of such blessings is very small in the power system possessed by the witch iron today, and it is hardly worth mentioning. But the witch iron can still feel the existence of the gray master.
His power, his love for the witch iron, has always existed in the body of the witch iron.
By the way, there is also the old iron, and the big iron, and the magic chapter king, and the iron sword, and Lu Ling, Yan Hanlu, Shi Fei, etc. who follow the witch iron all the way ...
Of course, there is Pei Feng.
Struggle, acquaintance, friendship, then friendship naturally comes to friendship.
Oh, and Bai Xi and Zhu Xi, they can't be ignored. Bai Ye, Bai Ye ... Wu Tie remembers how she looked up at the sky on the battleship guardrail.
Does that demure woman still have the ambition to open the sky and look at the universe?
"I am not a pure good person. In my life, I have mixed too much blood and evil."
"But I can still remember these people. When I think of them, my heart can still feel the warmth and throbbing ... then, I am much stronger than the bones in your tombs."
"I just hope that I can stay true to my heart. I can always be affectionate, intentional, grateful, and white. I can do whatever I can, but I hope everything I do without any means is worthy of my conscience.
"I don't make false excuses. I just do what I think I should do."
"If heaven and earth feel, please ask heaven and earth to judge what I do today."
"Even if the body is broken ... I just ask that I do what I call a well-deserved world, and that I have the true heart."
The source of Wanduo Zunzun is terrible. The colorful poisonous gas spreads instantly and invaded 100,000 coffins almost at the same time. On each coffin, a phantom of a fist-sized toxic seal seal emerged.
Then, at the same time, 100,000 coffins snarled at the same time.
"who is it?"
"It's poison!"
"Are all the caregivers dead?"
"Bold, who dares to challenge me?
"Not good, this poison ... is the venom of the great monster ... quick, quick ..."
"Turn on the mountain guard, quickly ... isolate the toxins ..."
"Not good, this poison, it's too late ..."
The witch iron's right palm flipped, with a sound of 'Boom', a complex made of blood-colored bones with a distorted shape, like a demon like a demon like a ghost, and a hundred-foot high altar that emits endless twisted and fierce gas. Fell off.
This altar is the treasure presented by Nether Peng.
At that time, Nether Peng Zun was the honored class that achieved with this altar. At that time, he was still a highly qualified Dapeng giant demon. After falling behind a demon statue, he was selected by the old man who awakened from his deep sleep, and the old man personally took enough sacrifices to personally preside over the sacrifices. Helped Youmeng Pengzun achieve the position of demon.
This altar was also built by the old man who slaughtered the 100,000 demon himself and extracted the most precious demon bone in their body.
As soon as the altar came out, the monstrous evil spirit swept the earth palace.
One hundred thousand ancestors of Qinglian Temple, who had been faintly moved by the poisonous seal of the seal, screamed in unison.
They all shouted and shouted the names of their younger disciples, but the entire ground palace was reversed by the Witch Iron Guardian Team of the Qinglian Temple, and the Qingshan Temple's own giant hillhouse was used to seal the palace.
No sound can be heard. Unless outside people break through the entire mountain guarding team of Qinglian Temple, they will not be able to enter.
Among the top nine coffins, nine auras rose into the sky.
Golden light, purple light, red light, blue light, white light, bright and dazzling aura, majestic and majestic. Nine pieces of quality are not under the sea beads. The immense and powerful innate ancient treasure rises into the sky, and the trembling is moving Falling down with the witch iron.
These nine ancient treasures are extremely huge. Nine ancient treasures joined forces, and the witch iron couldn't help squinting, shutting up, holding their breath, and the whole body made a 'click' sound. The huge pressure made the witch Iron can hardly stand up straight.
The avenue furnace rushed out and the flames swept through.
Colorful light, yin and yang, two hands, Wanhua robbed hands, Pangu real body ... Take-out law and earth, three heads and six arms, take the stars to pick the moon, and make all the mistakes ...
All kinds of great magical powers, the witch iron exerts its strength at this moment.
The majesty of his body is greater than the peak of ordinary gods. I don't know how many times the majesty is flowing like a tide.
The magical power of ordinary gods at the peak of the show will exhaust the mana, and the witch iron smashes more than 300 types in one go.
In particular, Wanhua Jieshu, this supernatural power specializes in cracking other people's supernatural powers, and is used to subdue the spirit weapon released by others. In addition to the five elements of God's Light and Yin and Yang, which are specially used to collect the treasures of other people's weapons, nine congenital ancient treasures also issued a panic sound.
At normal times, the nine old antiques of Qinglian Temple joined forces to strike, and they used such huge and powerful innate ancient treasures, and even the witch irons dare not easily confront them.
However, these nine old antiques do not know how many thousands of years have been banned by themselves. Their vitality and vitality have decayed to the extreme. It is difficult to say whether they can exert 1% of their magic power.
They themselves are not worth mentioning.
With only nine ancient treasures lost their control, the power of nine ancient treasures can be extremely limited.
Wanhua robbers blasted up.
The nine ancient treasures immediately burst into a dazzling light, and the nine old antiques and their connections immediately became shaky. Without waiting for the nine old antiques in the coffin, the five elements of the Shenguang and the two yin and yang swelled like tide, dragging nine ancient treasures and flew into the furnace of the avenue.
The towering flames of the Avenue Furnace swept through.
This is the acquired treasure that swallowed the three supreme artifacts of the Dark Soul Protoss and countless rare materials of witch iron.
Not to mention that in the northern frontier, he also smelted a source of strange respects, and even made the melting pot of the road extraordinarily amazing.
There was a trembling sound in the Avenue Furnace, and a wailing noise was heard from nine ancient treasures, and he was dragged involuntarily.
The witch iron exhibited Pangu's real body and banged his hands on the Avenue Furnace. The mana in the body consumed more than 90% of the power. A chaotic vortex circulates rapidly, and the melting furnace suddenly evolves into a magnificent world when the world is not open.
Nine congenital ancient treasures wailed, and the body cracked numerous cracks immediately.
In the coffin at the top of the nine mouths, nine old antiques of Qinglian Roar roared in unison, and their breath suddenly weakened.
In the 100,000 coffins, there are constantly various innate spiritual treasures, innate spiritual soldiers, and even refined ones acquired, but the power of the avenues is not weak compared to the innate spiritual soldiers.
Coming from the Furnace of the Avenue, the crimson flame at the mouth of the furnace turned into a gray chaotic color, and opened its mouth wide to swallow all the spirit soldiers, spirit treasures, and magic soldiers in one mouth.
The venomous seal of the venom lighted up suddenly, exclaimed in the 100,000 coffins at the same time, and then there was no resistance at all.
"Everyone can do it."
"Rather than the scourge of the dynasty people ... not so, please be scourged by your king!"