Chapter 610: Ancient treasure fragments (1)

"Hahaha, die, die, die! Let's rebel, die!"
Miro's hysterical laughter, he fully released his ascetic fire law, thousands of small suns follow a strange trajectory from the sky, every small sun landing, the square is full of ashes!
The space structure of Lingbi Tianting is stable and abnormal. One sand and one soil are ten times stronger than the other worlds that Chutian has experienced. Chutian has been chased by countless Heavenly Soldiers. The power of Tianbingtian will be self-destructive, but it is just a damage. A space of a few squares and dozens of miles.
However, in the realm of Mi Luozi, the law of the fire system is great, and the strength of thousands of robberies is a ruin of thousands of miles.
The city walls were destroyed, the mountain gates were collapsed, countless settlements disappeared, and countless creatures became ashes. Chutian clearly saw countless souls screaming in the sky, and there are tens of thousands of heavenly angels from the southern heavens holding the treasures in the sky, collecting the souls of these murderers.
Chu Tian hit a spirit, and suddenly looked at the Mi Luozi, and looked up to the red heart emperor tens of thousands of miles away.
Among the seemingly insane eyes of Mi Luozi, there is a trace of extremely gloomy, treacherous cold man; the red heart emperor is a proud smile, an indifferent posture.
Chutian suddenly understood, these guys, they lost control of the Wuliang Mountains, they are heartbroken, they are unwilling, they are angry, so they want to kill the monks and mortals in these infinite mountains, use their souls to make up for the loss !
"Damn guy!" Chu Tian screamed, and behind him, a yellow-colored treasure wheel rolled out, and then the Baolun cracked open and turned into a dead tree with a decaying tree.
Chu Tian fully urged the final supernatural powers recorded in the dead wood raft, and the forest in his body was suddenly withered, and countless dry yellow air rushed to him. The flames rose below, and the withered mountain forest was quickly overwhelmed by the fire. Chutian’s hands were swiftly waving, and the bitter wood behind him swallowed up the power of countless dead woods, and quickly became a dead giant wood like a solid.
In the giant wood, there was a roaring thunder, and the heavy man squatted down to the Miro.
Mi Luozi screamed and laughed. The flame tree behind him swayed violently. Thousands of small suns falling from the ground flew back and re-emerged as a fireball hanging on the branches. The flame tree rushed to the sky and slammed into the withered giant wood.
The two giant trees collided together, and Chutian’s mana repair was much stronger than that of the Mi Luozi. The flame tree was violently oscillated. Immediately, a clear and visible crack was opened from the treetop to the root of the tree, and a large piece of fire spewed like a magma. Sprayed quickly on the flames of the triangle behind the Miro.
The gods released a lot of fire to cover the Miro, and Miro's body swayed, spit a small mouthful of blood, and then stood up and continued to stab Chutian.
The bitter wood burned fiercely, like a bomb erupted from the depths of the tree, and the whole huge bitter wood trunk 'hustle' turned into a fire.
Fire wood, fire wood, this is the birth of the five elements of the congenital, Chutian only feels like a fire, a large flame spewed out of his skin, his internal organs seem to be burned by the flames, slamming out a mouth The blood of the burning of the road.
"Luo is not flat! Your bottom is fine, I have already found out... Hey, the inheritance of the small family of Jiuliu in the district, the dead wood? Hey, do you dare to compare with my family, "Jin Yao Burning the Book of Heaven" to Gao Shentong?"
The voice did not fall, and the long scorpion in the hands of Mi Luozi had already stabbed Chu Tian’s chest. The six-footed blade pierced the Chutian upper body and passed through him. Chutian chest smashed a large piece of burning blood spray, like the ignited fire oil sprayed the square, Chutian screamed, and the wolverine slammed backwards.
In Chu Tian’s sleeves, he stood up in the sleeves and licked the pines’ son, and he shouted:
Heaven, don’t leave, let go of all means, get him! Big deal, be chased by these Heavenly Soldiers Who are the two grandfathers afraid of?"
Chu Tian bite his teeth and retire backwards, and quickly pulled out a bottle of wound medicine from the Western Heavenly Medicine Hall to pour it into his mouth.
He didn't say anything. With his current strength, even if he exposed his original identity and all his strength, what happened to the death of Miro? At that time, it was not that it was not chased by countless Heavenly Soldiers!
However, Chutian promised Tsing Yi. He easily mixed into the Western heavens. The life-saving person who owed Tsing Yi has not returned yet. How could he be so easily exposed? It is not difficult to kill a Mire, but they are stunned by the Gongsun, and the next time they want to mix into the Western Heaven so easily, where is there such a good thing?
Although Tsing Yi did not explain, but Chu Tian knows well, that Luo Hu, it must be the backhand of Tsing Yi arrangement, is specifically designed to match Chu Tian mixed into the Western Heaven, this is the precision of the pieces!
People have paid so much thoughts, Chu Tian can not drop the chain here!
The dead wood on the top of the head burned, and Chutian vomited blood with his mouth and mouth, and his hands were printed, and dozens of thunders were slammed out. The pale yellow thunder quickly approached Miro, and was not stopped near his body and was stopped by the flames.
The dry yellow thunder blasted, and the surface of the flames shimmered, and no thunder could be close to the body of Miró. Chu Tian’s full blow, just let the Miro vomited two blood, but there is no killing.
"Ruo Weiping, you are not my opponent!" Mi Luozi screamed: "When I kill you, go to the rebellious under the light, this mountain is mys! Hahaha!"
At the end of the hand, Mi Luozi pressed the palm of his hand, and a flames of a thousand miles screamed and screamed at the ground. Below it was a majestic city where the sacred priests were sitting in the town. They were besieged by countless Taipings and Chutian monks. .
The flames of the sky screamed and fell, and the priest who sat in the city was so scared that he shook his head and screamed loudly: "Adult... here is..."
A loud bang, the entire Xiongcheng, along with countless creatures outside the city, was smothered by a blow. A large handprint of a thousand miles appeared in the mountains and fell into the ground almost a thousand miles. The surrounding mountains are burning, melting, and the magma is pouring into the palm-shaped crater. The crater is filled with fire, and the souls of countless souls mourn and continue to fly.
The red-hearted emperor smiled softly, and the heavens of the southern heavens were laughing softly. The grandson and his face were expressionless. The VIPs behind him, Xi Xijun, Leng Yuejun, Xuan Huanjun, etc. also smiled in an understatement. .
For them, what is this killing?
It’s nothing more than a small gamble, a pleasing pleasing play... nothing more!
No matter who is killed or killed by Chu Tian and Mi Luozi, no matter how many people die in the Li people below, how much do they have a relationship with Mao?