Chapter 220: Blood

The ancestors of the Wu family have the power of chaos and feng shui.
The small cave that was originally seven or eight miles in size has now become a large cave with a dome of up to 30,000 meters and a radius of three hundred miles.
Eighteen stone pillars like glass crystals propped up the top dome, and the glazed gemstones of the head and the size of the rock wall and the dome were shining, and the large caves were like white.
It is clearly a solid land where magma is condensed. Under the refining system, the ground is hardly turned into a fertile black soil with a few feet thick, and it is a kind of fertile soil that can squeeze out fat.
As long as there is another round of virtual days, this grotto is a hole in the sky, and it will become a home for many small and medium-sized forces to break their heads and fight for it.
The fertile caves of three hundred miles are enough to support hundreds of thousands of people without worry.
In the grotto, under the big stone pillars up to a hundred meters thick, the witches sit on the ground, and each of them haunts the wine with a big mouth and a big mouth.
The four uncles who had previously played against Wu Tie, sitting on the ground with a sullen face, did not drink well while staring at the old iron beside Wu.
The old iron is also grinning, deliberately showing off the mouthful of teeth, worrying about the four unlucky guys.
Just the old iron broke through the magma blockade, and rushed to the side of Wu Tie to reinforce, seeing the Wu Tie right hand flesh falling off, the red hair of the big man wishing to melt the small fire on the right hand is still stuck with some broken flesh, the old iron anger, immediately hit the shot.
The old iron body is the second artifact of Osiris, which is sturdy and very strong. It has the unpredictable power, and the four big men who are ignoring the small fire are caught off guard. They are covered with scepters in their hands and smashed their faces. They beat their noses and face, and their bones are all Broken a dozen.
Fortunately, there is a white-haired old ghost, the ancestor of the ancestors, who was present. He used a supernatural power to block the old iron. Wu Tie hurriedly said that he had misunderstood. Otherwise, he would like to have four bad lucks. The old iron was killed.
The old iron is in the form of a jackal, and the lazy squatting around the Wu Tie, while licking his teeth, while using his eyes to provoke a small fire to Zhu Rong.
‘Small sample, not convinced? Don’t be convinced to hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me...’
The old iron squinted at the four people and screamed at the four people... Zhu Rong small fire four hate teeth itch, but the old iron did not.
The bones they were interrupted have been connected, taking the medicine they carry with them, and the bones have healed by 70% to 80%.
However, the flesh on their faces was directly in contact with the old iron's scepter, and the unique force of death invaded the flesh, causing extremely serious damage.
Even if the plasters secreted by the witches are applied, these blue-purple flesh can only slowly rejuvenate. Without seven or eight days, the bruise on their faces is impossible to subside.
Shi Fei and others sat on the side, curiously watching the few stout men sitting next to Wu Tie.
The hair is red, and the eyes are like two groups of charcoal burning in the red-haired big man named Zhu Rong, and wishing to melt the little fire, the uncle of the witch iron, is his gray grandson.
The witch family, the huge witch family.
According to the power attributes possessed by the Wu family ancestors activated after the cultivation, the Wu family also divided many clan of the Wu family.
It is natural to wish Rong Rong to have the power of the ancient gods to marry the of fire.
It is the Gonggongshi that has the power to work with the ancient gods of water.
The white-haired old ghost possesses the power to communicate the ghosts and manipulate the ghosts and gods. He naturally belongs to Xuan Ming.
In addition to this, there are Kuafu, Zhitianshi, Fengbo, Yushi, etc. The Wu family is a huge family and a complex family.
I wished that the smoldering of the fire and the mouth of the mouth filled with the spirits, telling the witches about the witchcraft.
However, it is clear that the proportion of muscles in the skull is more than the brain, and the alcohol content in the brain is too much, so when he talks about it, he always gives Wu Tie a big tongue and a stuttering feeling.
Anyway, it’s over and over again, and for a long time, I wished that the explosion of the fire would barely say the thing about the witch.
"Wu Tie, the rules of the family are very nerve-racking."
"However, if you want to come to the ancestors to set such rules, there is also his reason."
"You remember, you are the family of the Wu family, the cultivation of the "Yuan Wu Jing", and the practice of the Yuan Wu Jing's refining body is the broken heaven."
I wish you a glimpse of the explosion.
"Yuan Wu Jing", the speed of practice is not as good as the "Zhu Rong Jing", "Community" and "Xuan Ming Jing" of our branch clan, but the family who cultivated the "Yuan Wu Jing", A little bit more brainy than us..."
"Because the "Yuan Wu Jing" repairs the power of the Five Elements, the way of balance, although it is also the path of refining the body that my witch family has just violently abused and overbearing, but it is a little more than the purely extreme path of our branch clan. Soft, so the brain won't burn out."
"So the witch's family is in charge of the rituals and the family affairs inside and outside the family. It must be the family of the Wu family..."
"Like the seventh room of your home, now the seven elders of your seventh room are in charge of some of the messy things of the family... like your father's witch fight, the reason why I left the house at a young age..."

Unsatisfactory qualifications? Looking for a breakthrough opportunity from home?

"There are almost the same ghosts... oh... we are witches, the blood is old and powerful, and it is more ancient and noble than the dragons, phoenixes, baboons, unicorns, and so on. Good people?"
I took a swig of spirits and wished that I would laugh at the ‘hehe’:
So, you yell at him... you should be like the children who were away from home, don’t know what to send out to do. Hey!

"These children who are away from home... are difficult!"
Wu Tie slowly nodded, and he agreed with Zhu Rong’s words.
The witch family on the side also raised their wine bags and drank a large amount of spirits.
They all know the Wutie family's experience, the gold undead hunting team raids, the Wujia Shibao was broken, the witch war, the witch silver, the witch copper were killed, Wu Jin with the last trace of the hope of resurrection, forced to It is also voluntary to enter the ancestral home of the Yi people.
Only Wu Tie is alone, drifting away, working hard for the hatred of his father and brother.
Zhu Rong burst into the shoulders of Wu Tie.
Wu Tie's waist is very good, and the power of the explosion is very great, but Wu Tie's body is not shaking.
"Yes, it's good... I don't have the resources of my family, I can cultivate to this level..." Zhu Rong burst out his fingers and wrote a huge ancient "Wu" character on the ground.
"Remember, the family of the family, no matter when, it is like the legendary one that propped up the sky, the waist can not bend."
"You can be broken, but you can't bend it."
"A man, if you have to take responsibility, you will be straightforward."
I wished that the explosion of the sputum raised the wine sac and drank a sip of spirits, and the fingers slammed it on the ground in the middle of the ‘Wu’ word.
"Look, this pen is straight and can't bend."
"We have the tasks that our ancestors told us to do, we have to trace the little skinny, and the people under her."
"We have our own things to do, so we can't help you."
"This is also the rule set by the ancestors. Your father didn't have time to tell you... The Wuer's son, his own things to do it himself, the task on his head, must be done with all his heart and soul, can't deny it. Do not slacken, you can't use any excuse for any reason to distract yourself."
"So, what you have to do, do it yourself."
"The map of the ancestral land, you must keep in mind... When you have time, go back and make a turn, because the Wu family is the heaviest, the roots... can't break!"
"Heavenly loess, blood and flesh, roots... can't break!"
"No matter where you are, no matter what the situation, in short, you have to remember, ancestors, blood, relatives, all this is your root, and the root can not be broken."
"These words, you have to remember in your heart... Meet your brother, Wu Jin, and tell him."
"When you have a baby, wait until your child grows up, and you have to tell them the truth."
"No matter what you take, no matter what you are experiencing, no matter where you are, whether you are rich or shabby, whether it is high or low, it is so mean. In short, bring your child, go back to the ancestral land, and pay homage once. Ancestor."
"While we are much older than you, our age is not too big, less than two hundred years old... In the early ages!"
"So, from our age, you should also understand one thing... I have a mission with my sorcerer, no matter where I am, no matter what the situation, never forget to leave the leaves, breed children, and get more and more it is good."
A group of stout witch family nodded and echoed the words of Zhu Rong.
"You have done a good job. In his early forties, he has four sons, a daughter... but you are still worse than your grandfather..."
Wu Tie’s eyes jumped.
He remembered what the white-haired old ghost said - the witch war is the eighteenth son of Wuwu's seventh house, Wuwu...
The eighteenth child!
Eighteenth...
The group of people who wished to burst into the explosion may have killed a mysterious spider and killed so many black monks. The pressure on their tasks has been reduced a lot, so they are all interested in sorghum.
The wine is drunk too much, and there is no door to the mouth of a few old guys.
When they said it, they heard that Wu Tie was stunned, and Yan Hanlu was silently silent, but he was helplessly holding two scimitars.
Wu Tie also raised the wine sac and enjoyed drinking with these people who were much older than their age and generation.
Zhu Rongfeng and other people are too strong, they swallowed spirits with great sighs, and they came up from the stone fort that had been slaughtered. They had estimated that they would drink enough for two months. Drinked clean overnight.
A hundred witch family members, one by one, opened their pores, constantly spurting out the strong alcohol.
Zhu Rong burst into the last sip of the wine sac, and shook the wine sac, and threw the sac out of the bag.
He leaped up and stood up, stretching his waist hard.
"Old ghost, you said, the mysterious spider died is just a avatar, not an ontology?"
The white-haired old ghost also stood up and drank more spirits. He was different from other people, and his body was constantly erupting with a chill of cold, which made people cold from the soul.
"Yes, that little girl skin, a little means... that avatar is also very weird, it seems that it is not naturally born."
"Then, we have to find her, do her ... especially those who sneaked into the ancestral home of the ancestors, but one can not let go." Zhu Rong burst into tears, and then smashed the witch.
"As mentioned above, the men of the Wu family, do their own things, we also have a heavy responsibility, so we can not send people to help you. The family rules, that is, the military regulations, this is a violation."
"But... your kid is so young, a lonely person running around, we can't worry."
The old iron snarled in a low voice. He stood up and sneered at Zhu Rong’s explosion. "Grandson, who are you alone and running around?"
I’m too lazy to quarrel with the old iron. He pointed to the old iron in the form of a jackal and laughed loudly:
Are you human?

The old iron opened his mouth and was blocked from speaking.
On the side of Shi Fei carefully raised his right hand: "Predecessors, we..."
Zhu Rong burst into flames and smashed Shi Fei and others, and shook his head with force: "There are no differences between you and you, is there any difference?"
Shi Fei also laid down his hands in a dingy way.
He and Lu Xun and the Medal King looked down and looked around.
Hard and raw will open up a cave of seven or eight miles, and open up a large cave of three hundred miles, and also forcibly suppress all the natural disasters caused by this, these rough guys are terrible and tempted.
The disciples of the Sixth Palace did not say anything... They could not run around with the Witch Iron, and they would naturally not pick it up.
"So, your repairs are too low, even if you have some adventures...not enough."
Zhu Rong burst into the shoulders of Wu Tie, shook his head, raised his right hand, his right hand like a knife, and slammed his chest.
One blows the broken bones, I wish to melt the explosion and tear open my heart. In the heartbeat of the '嘭嘭' heartbeat, three baby red-sized blood beads that shine with magnificent brilliance are secretly secreted from his heart, with a majestic The heat flew to Wu Tie.
Three blood beads hit the eye of Wu Tie and quickly merged into Wu Tie's body.
Zhu Rong’s face was slightly white, and he laughed loudly:
Don’t say anything else, you have your adventures, we can’t help you too much. According to the ancestors’ pass, I’m barely a big witch. Give you three drops of life and help you practice."
The white-haired old ghost also laughed loudly. He also tore open his chest and forced out three blood beads to be sent to the witch iron body.
The other ten hair colores are different, but at the same time, they laughed at the same time as the parents of Zhu Rong, who had a smoldering fire, and the white-haired old ghosts. They also forced three blood beads to be poured into the body of Wu Tie.
Wu Tie’s body can’t move.
Thirty-six bloods entered the body, and his body made a loud bang, and the bones were almost crushed.
Zhu Rong explosion and other people are not nonsense, not much left, their right hand wipes, the chest injury instantly healed, then they sang songs loudly, three or five groups, sparsely pulled the team to a ramp.
"Brothers, babes... catch up with the little hens... this time, you must be dry-dead-she!" Zhu Rong burst into laughter.