Chapter 610: Ancient treasure fragments (2)

Chu Tian rushed up, he grabbed the long scorpion that Mi Luozi stabbed, and his right fist smashed thousands of fists to the Mi Luozi.
The of the sorcerer's body, '咔嚓', closed the visor, and Chutian's flesh fist smashed on his face, hitting his face with a splattering sound, but the scorpion was strong and abnormal. The fists of the day were beaten and fleshy, and they did not hurt the armor.
"Ruo Weiping, this is the gap between you and me! This is the gap between your little family and the family." What can you do with me? What can you do with me?" Mi Luozi snorted, He violently let go of his hand and dropped his long shackles. He slammed back and shook his body for tens of thousands of miles. Then Chu Tian clenched his hand and slammed it.
A loud noise, a terrible fire sweeping a thousand miles.
The mountain below Chutian collapsed instantly and turned into a large piece of magma. The left arm of Chutian clenched the long scorpion was blown up by flesh and blood. The cockroaches were blown up by countless violent wounds, which made him feel like a serious injury. The wild beast roared.
You can't use the cards, you can't reveal your identity. Just relying on the magical power of the wooden avenue, Chu Tian is not the opponent of Miro, simply by the superficial magical secrets recorded in the Roche family.
Mi Luozi laughed loudly, and his hands slammed downwards, and the mountains of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly violently oscillated.
He screamed exhaustedly: "Come on, come on, come on! The spirit of heaven and earth, burn it! Give me, kill, kill, kill!"
With the roar of the Miro, the mountains in the billions of miles blasted at the same time, and the ordinary mountains became terrible giant volcanoes, constantly spurting the glare of fire and magma. Numerous spiritual veins in the ground were ignited by the horrible supernatural powers of the Miro, and turned into a giant fire dragon struggling out from the ground.
The earth is shaking, the heavens and the earth are rolling, the black smoke is shrouded in the sky, and countless creatures are dying in the violent earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.
Countless twisted souls flew into the sky, and tens of thousands of Southern Heavenly Heavens responsible for collecting souls will smile proudly. Mi Luozi is even more proud of his smiles - even if he lost eight hundred hundred robberies, even this The loss of the family's billion-and-a-half-step big monks, as long as you get enough souls, what is the loss?
"Kill it, kill it, kill it! But these rebelliouss!" Mi Luozi laughed, and he waved his hand, a long sword coiled by nine flaming phoenixes flying out of thin air, his hands tight Holding a long sword, the imposing manner came to Chutian.
Chu Tian was burning all over, and the flesh was burned to ‘吱吱’ straight oil.
The terrible heat eroded him, burning him so hard, burning him that he was about to take care of his hand, was about to exert all his strength, and simply pulled out the sword and killed the sword.
The mouse who hated the beard in the sleeve suddenly laughed: "Hey, the mouse is old and confused... This baby, it seems... I have been hiding here for many years... Hey, when did it come? No matter what. Anyway, it’s enough to deal with this kid!"
Suddenly opened his mouth, the mouse used his tail to reach into his mouth, and slammed it in the eyes of the scorpion several times, then he tried to open his mouth very hard, and it was very difficult to suffocate outward.
Struggling for a while, Mi Luozi has already rushed to the front of Chutian, Chutian is struggling to hide the crazy slash of Mi Luozi, the mouse finally spit out the fist from the mouth of an irregular blue Fragmentation.
The fragments are crystal-clear, blue is fascinating, and there are countless hex-snow-shaped lights that flash rapidly in the debris.
When the debris just appeared, there was a terrible chill that swept out. The flame on Chutian suddenly extinguished, and the firepower in the body was completely annihilated by the coldness of a frozen object.
Chu Tian’s body was chilling. He couldn’t care much. He took out this weird piece from his sleeve, like a brick, and his face was shot toward the close-up of Mi Luozi.
Mi Luozi laughed loudly. The triangle flames behind him violently spewed the infinite heat. The gods on his body gave off the flames. His hands clasped almost the nine-phoenix fire swords of his body. Unscrupulous Chutian was wary of a sword.
His physique attribute just succumbs to Chu Tian's martial arts attributes. His practice of martial arts is far superior to Chu Tian's dead wood scorpion. His sacred secrets are each one hundred times more powerful than Chu Tian's magical sorcerer. He is wearing a sacred armor, and Chutian has no corresponding weapon of the gods to kill him...
So what is he afraid of?
Therefore, Mi Luozi is like a gangster on the streets of the city, and the swords that have not been waved are stabbed to Chutian.
The blue fragments in the hands of Chu Tian were photographed as if they were a pure brick, and they were actually photographed on the Jiufeng sword. Just listen to the ‘Dangdang’, the long sword is two points, and a terrible cold chills the long sword that has been rising into a popsicle.
Chutian raised the blue pieces again, and then hit a shot on the face of Mi Luozi.
The flames of the flames of the triangles were spurting, but they could not resist the fragments. Chu Tian’s shot was smashed down, and the sacred flames of the Mi Luozi’s flames suddenly blew, and then the flames were extinguished. For a moment, a layer of faint blue light was faintly plated.
The sound of ‘咔嚓’ was heard in the ear, and the armor of the Miro was suddenly crushed, and it was blown up into countless ice slags.
Chutian picked up the debris for the third time and took it on the face of Mi Luozi. '噗嗤', the whole body of Mi Luozi was blown into the scum of the sky, and even the soul could not escape. The terrible cold was frozen into ice and exploded into pieces.
With a long shout, Chutian continued to infuse the whole body of mana into this strange blue piece.
In the voice of "whistling", there was suddenly a bitter cold wind rising from the sky and the sky, and the clouds rolled in from all directions. Before other people understood what happened, large swaths of ice crystals fell straight from the sky.
The ground that was ignited by Mirozi by the secret method suddenly disappeared, and the ground veins had not yet fully struck out of the ground, and they returned to the ground.
The volcanoes are frozen and the volcano is completely extinguished.
The flames in the mountains disappeared completely, and the boiling magma solidified into numerous odd-shaped rocks.
The firepower disappeared without a trace, and the heavy ice crystals continued to fall from the sky. In just a quarter of an hour, the ground was piled up with thick snow.
"I have to give this seat to stop!" Chu Tian, ​​who was burnt and smashed, held this strange piece and shouted: "Mi Luozi has been killed by this seat, the whole Wuliangshan, from now on to the West Under the rule of the heavens... Who is not convinced? Who else is not convinced?"
Chutian didn't pay attention to it. On the cloud, Xiqiaojun, Xiaoyuejun, Xuanhuanjun, and a dozen other young men and women looked at the debris in his hand.
"Yes... ancient treasure?"
"Yes... it was an ancient treasure."
"It’s a shame... but it’s a pity, but if you look at this power, it’s a source.

"It seems to be... the legendary ‘very...’

"Shut up! Shut up all!"