Chapter 221: Break through

The Wu family fled and sang, and Wu Ting ignited the flames of the sky.
In addition to the old iron, in the cave of three hundred miles, everyone was forced to retreat.
Shi Fei, Mo Zhang Wang, Tie Dajian, Shan Dun, Yan Hanlu, including the sixteen palace disciples including the 18th town of the palace, they were all forced to withdraw from the grotto by the terrible heat emitted by Wu Tie.
Together, they took away the cockroaches that were caught by the oysters and his four life pools, took away the frozen shackles and Gongsun, and took away the imprisoned big snakes and dozens of black snakes.
Only the teenagers who were supposed to be sacrificed were taken away by the Wu family.
Wu Tie has not been able to take care of the outside world. He is squirting out a blazing flame from every pore. His body's bones are violently oscillating regardless of their length and thickness, regardless of their size.
Thirty-six drops of great witch blood swiftly wandered in the Witch iron body, like 36 crazy wild Warcraft, smashing in the Witch iron body.
These bloods are as hard as a diamond, heavy as a mountain... This is not a false statement, but a real drop of blood is as heavy as a 10,000-meter mountain, and the energy of every drop of blood is extremely terrifying.
The power of each drop of blood does not know how many upper yuan grasses, how many rare cultivation resources.
Where the blood passes, Wu Tie's muscles are shredded, and then quickly reborn.
Where the blood passes, the blood vessels of the Witch Iron are broken and then healed quickly.
Muscles, meridians, internal organs... even those bones that have been mutated by witch iron have been shocked by thirty-six drops of blood.
The skeleton of Wu Tie has been mutated to be extremely hard and flexible, and it still cannot withstand the energy shock of these and violent.
Constantly smash, heal constantly, reorganize, and then smash and heal again.
There is no consumption of the blood itself, but the traces of the power that they have released in the blood have caused extremely dramatic changes in the body.
Each pore is spraying a blazing flame outward. The Wu iron is like a thick wick in the middle of the grotto. The flame from his body is three or four kilometers high, and the fire is shining and radiating for dozens of miles.
The old iron stood next to Wu Tie, and a large black wind rolled up the black sand to cover the entire grotto, helping the witch iron to block his leaking fire and heat, maintaining the grotto without being changed again because of the change of Wu Tie. damage.
"Women... This group of idiots without brains... always kills and bury them? Every time they are killed, no matter what they are buried... After the disaster, they must always be wiped their ass..."
The old iron muttered to himself... The black light in his throat flashed, and he digs deep into his memory about the material of this witch family.
After a long time, for a long time, the old iron whispered: "Oh... is it... a seed? Forced to evacuate, the seed of the blood that was preserved as a breeding species? No wonder, their inheritance is so complete."
"I said that the refining boxing method of Wu Tiejia's biography is so violent and violent that it is not something that normal people can accomplish... it is actually the family of this violent group..."
"Yuan Wu Jing", "Zhu Rongjing", "Community", "Xuan Ming Jing"... Hey, I don't have any records here, this group of guys, rude, barbaric, crazy, paranoid... and also They are very stingy..."
"However, for this family, they are extremely short-term protection... Yes, there is exclusion, extreme exclusion... More extreme pride, arrogance, arrogance... arrogant..."
"These guys can't find any advantage from them. The only advantage is that they are short-sighted?" The old iron grinned and said: "But even if it is short-term protection, it can't be killed or buried." The essence of the master above the world, bastard!"
The old iron suddenly widened his eyes. He watched a lot of blisters on the skin of the witch iron, and then a large piece of skin fell off, revealing muscles and blood vessels, meridians...
Wu Tie's body can not withstand the impact of thirty-six drops of blood, has reached the edge of collapse.
The old iron roared, and the shadow of the tower was sprayed from the top of his head. The three-footed translucent black pyramid sprinkled a large black light over the witch iron, forcing him to stabilize the almost collapsed body.
"Small iron, full operation of the "Yuan Shi Jing"."
The old iron said quickly: "The essence of these guys must be engraved in the sacred homework of their cultivation. You can write down these exercises, but you must not practice."
"The witchcraft's exercises are too extreme and too paranoid. Although it is also a thoroughfare, it is not complete."
"Yuanshijing" is the fundamental, and it is running hard at all times. By taking their blood energy to impact the shackles of the heavens and the earth, breaking through the realm of the heavy building... The weird methods inscribed in their original blood can be used as your enemy."
Witch iron nodded hard.
He was sorely burned and the whole body seemed to turn into a fly ash at any time, and the wind would disappear without a trace.
He has been so confused that he can barely hear the old iron yelling.
Not only the flesh, but his soul also began to be impacted by the essence of the blood.
The eyebrow golden light has been pressed into a dust-like size, the golden light becomes extremely bright, the density is extremely large, and it almost becomes solid. However, under the impact of the original blood, Jinguang may break and smash at any time.
The old iron used the body of the tower to help the witch iron to stabilize the body. Wu Ting felt that an extremely cold force of death poured into the body, helping him to repel the terrible heat in the body.
The state of the body is stabilized, but the impact of the soul remains.
A wave of horrible soul power roared, Wu Tie felt that he was a pitiful small reef, but was wrapped in a boundless tsunami.
The tsunami is not ordinary sea water, but the sap of steel melted. The density is hundreds, thousands, and ten times higher than the reef. His soul may be crushed by this terrible wave at any time.
The eyebrows were sore, and Jinguang almost collapsed. Wu Tie couldn’t help but open his mouth to make a tragic sound.
At the same time, thirty-six drops of blood are extremely pure, and the power of the soul that can be directly integrated without the need of witch iron digestion is integrated into the golden light of his eyebrows that is even smaller than the dust.
The fine golden light begins to grow, a sand dust size, two sand dust sizes, three sand dust sizes...
Extremely slow, Wu Tie’s soul power began to increase, and his mana began to change...
The original magical power of Wu Tie was only a group of light and shadow, but at this moment his mana gradually became foggy and general from the light and shadow, and then it was transformed from the fog to the water quality.
Mana is like water, this is the mana quality that a master of life can possess.
With the integration of a little soul power, as the old iron said, countless words that exude an ancient atmosphere are like the tsunami.
These words point to the mystery of the origin of the heavens and the earth, or blazing fire, or deep as the glory, or chilly like ice, or dead like a meditation...
The origins of the various clan of the Wu family continued to flow into the soul of Wu Tie, so that Wu Tie instantly understood the cultivation methods of these exercises, and realized the mysterious secrets of countless surprises or tyranny.
According to the iron point of Wu Tie, he branded these exercises and secrets in the soul, but forced himself to control them.
He also recognized that the practice of the Wu family is not good at the cultivation of the soul. All the exercises are arrogant and savage, and the madness keeps the body close to the ultimate extreme power of some heaven and earth.
The soul of their souls is also very powerful and powerful to the realm of inhumanity.
But their souls are completely nourished by their own overly large blood, and their cultivation of the soul is extremely rough, even disdainful...
Even when they broke the door of the Tianshou Building, they all used the violent and violent violent impact, which had nothing to do with the use of the soul and mana.
Sure enough, as the old iron said, these exercises of the Wu family are too extreme, although it is also a brilliant road, but it is not perfect, not perfect.
The witch iron plate sits on the ground and burns the flames of the sky.
He took a deep breath again and again, running the Famen in the "Yuan Shi Jing", trying hard and careful, from a drop of blood, extracted a trace of insufficiency of blood into himself.
A loud noise.
In the mind of Wu Tie, it seems that there is a thunder bursting out. The huge roaring sound has turned the soul of Wu Tie into a whirlwind, and almost stunned him.
A majestic and immense force broke out in the Witch Iron, and the flesh and blood cells of the Witch Iron and Body were instantly shattered. All the flesh and blood cells shattered at this moment, and then re-growed under the violent cohesion of this giant force. .
The volume of flesh and blood cells in the body of Wu Tie was suddenly reduced.
If the flesh and blood cells of the whole body of Wu Tie are 100 in size, they will now become 99.9.
The size of the cells is reduced, the density is increased, and the internal capacity is more than doubled. Each cell is more than twice as powerful.
Wu Tie's size has shrunk slightly, but soon his body has new body cells constantly growing. His volume has expanded rapidly, and it has grown a bit taller than before. It is stronger...
After Wu Tie's body, two brilliant double spirals appeared.
Thirty-five billions of thin filaments are entangled in two magnificent spirals of twin spirals, which are condensed into thirty-three heavy shackles. Wu Tie is completely shackled by this heavy heavy building. Imprisoned inside.
In the body, the torrent of the blood of this blood screams and turns into a giant wave smashing in the first heavy building shackles.
The harsh cracking sound is endless, and the first tens of thousands of thin filaments are smashed by the waves.
The filaments are swallowed into countless thin spots that fly into the body of the witch and fuse with each of his cells.
The first silk blood energy was consumed, and then the iron and iron extracted a second blood energy from a drop of blood.
Another thunder was heard in Wu Tie's body. In his mind, a thunderous bang was heard. His golden eyebrows had expanded to the size of the mung bean. It was banged by this loud noise. The golden bean-sized golden light suddenly collapsed. The original one is around.
The golden light group became more and more dense, and the magical power of Wu Tie was also a little solid.
Another giant wave hit the first heavy building shackles, and tens of thousands of thin filaments were washed and broken.
Wu Tie has a wonderful feeling of power in the whole body. He can faintly realize that his body has become a lot lighter, and there is a little more scent in the air.
He felt that he was trapped in a small black house made up of countless heavy frosted glass.
These frosted glass were also coated with thick, thick ink.
Every filament breaks like a piece of ink on a frosted glass is wiped away a little, and there is a negligible light into the dark room.
His body is waking up and is constantly approaching in the direction of some kind of origin.
The feeling of joy and relief is like a wave of water that washes the soul, so that Wu Tie can't help but indulge in it.
There are flames, winds, sand, flowing water, mysterious ice, thunder, trees, flowers and other visions appearing around Wu Tie. These visions are big but palm-sized, and small is only the thumb circle, but every vision is Filled with mysterious atmosphere.
The old iron carefully observed the changes in Wu Tie.
Whenever he saw the waves of Wu Tie's body slap the power of the sky lock, the old iron black lacquered face of the jackal was a convulsion.
"This group of witch gangsters who kill thousands of knives... no matter how they are buried, no matter how they are buried, Laozi knows how this fame is coming..."
"Clearly is a good thing, it is hard to be made by them..."
"If there is not Laozi here to look after, this kid has long been ‘嘭’ and he’s stunned!

"The big witch is bloody, is this a small child who can reconcile in the district?"
"Bastard, bastard... eh?"
The old iron suddenly looked suspiciously and looked at the direction of the Wu family. "They are idiots, the white-haired old ghost... It’s a bit of a sinister... It’s hard to be, the is dead?"
The vision behind Wu Tie is constantly changing. The huge Tiansuo tying up the building is tens of thousands of meters high. The waves are rushing up and down, and countless fine filaments are constantly being destroyed.
After thousands of scouring, Wu Tie Tian locks the first heavy shackles of the building and makes a huge roar. The first day of the lock is completely collapsed.
Wu Tie's body violently swayed. He fell off his skin at the same time, and a layer of white and jade-like new skin had already come out of his own, and he continued to release his brilliance.
There is an invisible wind that has emerged from the surrounding air.
These winds were silent, and they broke into his body along every pore of Wu Tie, and instantly blew his limbs and flesh and blood...
The old iron screamed: "The wind is coming... oh... poor, this wind..."
After the old iron was just finished, the thirty-six pieces of the blood in the witch iron body were violently oscillated at the same time. The invisible wind robbery that had just invaded the witch iron body suddenly became fragmented, and the screaming spurted out from the witch iron body.
After Wu Tie's body, in the double spiral streamer, the thirty-two heavens lock the building and the light shines even more. Every day, the locks and heavy buildings are thicker than before.
Another huge wave roared out and hit the second heavy lock on the building.